<?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-7462732</id><updated>2012-01-24T07:26:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters of my Life..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-5529661609027758997</id><published>2009-10-24T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:09:33.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye, my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This afternoon, a good friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; away after a 2 month battle with illness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Death does not discriminate.. I might have heard this from somewhere.. but it really is true.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We have all been praying for a miracle and it seemed for a while that there would really be a happy ending but alas it's not meant to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Man does not know what God plans for us and this is one BIG example that I truly cannot comprehend.. I don't see a silver lining at this point in time.. I know I should probably keep my head from pondering too much.. but it really hurts me and pains me and saddens me.. that for this dear brother, he had been praying for so long to get a new kidney and now that he has it.. he is gone.. not only that.. he had resisted for so long, not to get into a relationship because he knows that his life is shorten because of his health condition and he did not want to burden his future partner.. and the irony is that he did meet someone and married the girl of his dreams and now his fears has come to pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What is the meaning of all these??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I certainly cannot comprehend and feel disappointed that such a thing has happened to someone that I know.. was our faith too small for Him to perform a miracle? did He ran out of miracles? where is the justice or fairness or some sort of balance in this crazy thing called life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;He has been such a fighter, fighting the last 2 months to stay alive.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us managed to visit him last night and I can say that our dear brother was looking fine and in the smallest corner of my heart, there was hope that maybe, really maybe.. God will grant a miracle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God.. what is the answer to this? Old people die, I don't mind.. but someone in their prime, at the cusp of life.. someone who is a son to parents who are still living, a husband for less than a year, an impact maker to so many of us.. why isn't he given a second chance at life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death really does not discriminate.. Is it really an Angel of Death? How can such a miserable thing be from God? Yes.. I know.. it was due to Man eating that blasted fruit that we became mere mortals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, forgive me for expressing myself but there is just so much frustration and this is certainly the final push.. what sort of world do we live in that innocent people become casualties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have met this brother who has always been Christ like and I will try to use this as an inspiration to be like our Lord.. to be ironically, non discriminating to others.. He was always helpful, caring and accepted other's views and belief while trying to help them see the Truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might have his own set of view points when it came to theology but in the end, his passion for Christ was incomparable and his actions reflecting Christ shows that all he did was pure and never for selfish reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first came to Perth, I can still remember that even though he lived in Joondalup, he would drop me home in Bentley after church activities even if that meant an extra 30 mins drive or wasted fuel, like some people who are so conscious about saving the blasted petrol.. and all this when he was still studying and had only a part time job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would always have time to sit down and chat and counsel people, that was his calling, his ministry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall that one of his fav songs that he sings at Karaoke is Better Man by Robbie Williams.. and I would like to dedicate the song in memory of this dear brother who is now at a better place, no longer suffering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til we meet again, brother.. then we can have that game of golf which I promised you yesterday.. watch over us and see lil' Sophie grow up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Better Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a  better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I  know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my  soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I  can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're  homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some  have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone  to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring  rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm  getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will  grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-5529661609027758997?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5529661609027758997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=5529661609027758997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5529661609027758997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5529661609027758997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-bye-my-friend.html' title='Good bye, my friend.'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-8971451138250772916</id><published>2008-07-12T04:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T05:16:50.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st year anniversary..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my One and Only LP.. Happy 1 year Anniversary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENedgc_I/AAAAAAAAADg/H5kVz3MBtvA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENedgc_I/AAAAAAAAADg/H5kVz3MBtvA/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221858028753548274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though we sort of talked about not wanting anything pressies, I felt that I should get something for you, just because it's YOU lar.. had to lar.. and you don't need to feel obligated or bad that you didn't get me anything.. I have already spend so much..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENe_yAhI/AAAAAAAAADo/U0-4H6FTk4A/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENe_yAhI/AAAAAAAAADo/U0-4H6FTk4A/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221858028897305106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank God there was a florist right next to you and a bit of Google-ing and Voila!! I can be impulsive when it comes to gifts and all.. but I think that's when the creative juices flow better.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The card says "Happy One Year Anniversary, All my love, Paul".. Yar.. a bit da formal.. coz I was telling the florist to write over the phone.. a bit da shy, me thinks.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENoho9wI/AAAAAAAAADw/q9nB75pbDfw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENoho9wI/AAAAAAAAADw/q9nB75pbDfw/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221858031455237890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you like the tulips - a definite hit, esp. when it's winter.. really beautiful.. and smells quite nice i think.. one thing for sure.. it could either make my life difficult or easy as you don't have a particular favorite flower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfEN9Jb-GI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C_vwm8dcUPo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfEN9Jb-GI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C_vwm8dcUPo/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221858036990867554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, how could I forget to get some chocs.. =) bought some cake too but got cream.. too bad you can't have them.. will get u more delicious cakes when you are no longer pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm typing away.. listening to my newly installed hi-fi set.. it's 3 to 5.. *yawn*   but it's worth it.. it's been a long while since i have blogged and i have been meaning to write something special for our first anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't be able to write everything that you have done for me and why I am so in LOVE with you but I will try to list down some stuff that I am appreciative for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you are the one that i see last at night and the first person that i see when i wake up  =)&lt;br /&gt;- you have been cooking for me for a year and i'm still alive.. i'm very grateful that you take the time to plan what we eat and it's never ever boring though sometimes the asian in me feels disappointed with the ang moh style kinda food.. but wat the heck.. fusion is good!! &lt;br /&gt;- thank you for doing the laundry and fussing me and sean and now just me but i think i get it now.. that we need to change socks daily..&lt;br /&gt;- this is going back to when i used to work in audit.. thank u for picking me up from work when i am OT-ing.. and getting hot food ready for me when i get home.. thank you for pitying me for working so hard.. thank you for being the reason or scapegoat so that i can find work elsewhere..&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for allowing penguin to stay in the hse even though you would have wished that we could be alone in the hse.. well then you would need to get rid of your mei mei too..&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for having patience in most things..&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for being so generous.. that you are learning that joint account is the way to go.. instead of having separate accounts and separate lives.. =P&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for carrying baby..&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for not making too much noise abt what recent acquisitive mood..&lt;br /&gt;- thank you for loving me so much even though you aren't sure what it is that makes you love me so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this isn't the most super duper posting ever but its 17 past 5.. and my fingernails are bugging me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I can't wait for baby to enter into this world and share in our daily lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours always and forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-8971451138250772916?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8971451138250772916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=8971451138250772916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8971451138250772916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8971451138250772916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/1st-year-anniversary.html' title='1st year anniversary..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/SHfENedgc_I/AAAAAAAAADg/H5kVz3MBtvA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-8203079502959077764</id><published>2008-02-14T23:57:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:07:49.595+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's as a married couple..</title><content type='html'>Short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see our obstetrician, Linda Wong at Subi for the first visit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally get to see Baby for the first time.. and he/she is about 9 weeks 4 days old as per the ultrasound.. but will get a more accurate scan in abt 3 weeks time.. hopefully we will be able to get a video/dvd of it.. so that we can post it somewhere.. shld be either on our youtube site or on our new &lt;a href="http://dreaming-about-you-baby.blogspot.com"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar.. time for zZzZz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's to everyone out there!! &lt;br /&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/7462732-8203079502959077764?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8203079502959077764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=8203079502959077764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8203079502959077764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8203079502959077764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-as-married-couple.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s as a married couple..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-4651885598223678762</id><published>2008-01-28T14:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:48:19.571+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My choice..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This entry below in blue is not mine.. have extracted from &lt;a href="http://nianz.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-chance-or-choice.html"&gt;http://nianz.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-chance-or-choice.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found her blog in a not so nice way.. was reading the Star online and Ning was on the headlines.. passed away in a road accident.. bus lost control on the highway.. bus driver's fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really sad and main point to reflect on is that life is just so fragile.. one should always remember that and should learn to express their love and thanksgiving to their loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah.. did some google search and found her blogs and this entry i would like to share.. the first half of it.. I have read it from many fwded emails.. but I think the 2nd half are her original thots, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added my own in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love, Chance or Choice                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at the right time, That's chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice. That's also a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;The difference is what happens afterwards. When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, That's choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter, and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate just the same, That's choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;But true love that lasts is truly a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;A choice that we make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Regarding soul mates, there's a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so true about this: " Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make it happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I do believe that soul mates do exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;That there is truly someone made for you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do something about it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;We may meet our soul mates by chance, but loving and staying with our soul mates is still a choice we have to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;We came to the world not by finding someone perfect to love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BUT to learn how to love an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is my 27th year in this world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have much to be thankful about.. without the grace and mercy of God, I do not think I would have been able to live til this day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There has been occasions which I have flirted with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;death &lt;/span&gt;but through the love, blessings and promises that He has for me.. I am still here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Due to the uncountable amount of prayer from my family and friends.. my life has been blessed beyond measure.. I don't think I would ever know how much difference it would be if not for all these blessings.. how my life would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; be ordinary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading my past entries that I have recorded for the last couple of years.. I think I have come a long way.. I'm still the same person.. just a couple of years older, hopefully wiser.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely have seen much more now.. since joining the workforce.. being able to experience first hand.. the many facets of the human characteristics.. good and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-to be continued-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-4651885598223678762?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4651885598223678762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=4651885598223678762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/4651885598223678762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/4651885598223678762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-choice.html' title='My choice..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-5137215509027473316</id><published>2008-01-16T20:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:04:27.792+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and more happy times ahead..</title><content type='html'>So yeah.. the cat is out of the bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to keep it to ourselves for a little while longer.. coz it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;normal &lt;/span&gt;to wait til after the first trimester before telling others.. that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well.. why be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;news.. and we are first time parents.. so let's break it out and let others rejoice together with us!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; surprise for us.. but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a good surprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for His mercy and grace.. without that.. I don't think we would be where we are today.. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;everything &lt;/span&gt;has a purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it will take time for me to comprehend what this means in the long term.. being the practical person that I am; most times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I have been telling ppl.. it's still kinda unreal.. as the baby bump is still pretty much invisible.. it's only 4-5weeks.. so really.. it's kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But to my lovely wife of 6 months and 9 days.. couldn't have done it without you..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dearly.. and through this journey.. nine months of carrying our child.. it will further endear me to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our baby stands for a lot of things.. which is too much to say or describe here right now.. or otherwise..  I haven't comprehend the whole lot yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will b like the 5th generation living in my family.. paternal side.. and that's pretty cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-5137215509027473316?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5137215509027473316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-1695743416053163538</id><published>2007-11-13T20:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:12:38.088+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbly - Colbie Caillat</title><content type='html'>V1: I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;you've got me feelin like a child now&lt;br /&gt;cause every time i see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes I always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2: The rain is fallin on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;but we are hidin in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;under the covers stayin safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;you give me feelins that i adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes&lt;br /&gt;i always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: What am i gonna say&lt;br /&gt;when you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I just........mmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes&lt;br /&gt;i always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V3: I’ve been asleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You tucked me in just like a child now&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Im comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: It starts in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feelin shows&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Baby just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Holdin me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-1695743416053163538?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1695743416053163538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=1695743416053163538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/1695743416053163538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;am i really a small boy lost in this big big world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am currently prolly suffering from a heat stroke frm being out in the sun at 39C for 'team building games'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't seem bad at all yesterday.. no sun burns.. nothin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then evening came.. played baddy and cramped up like nothing that i ever felt b4.. i must be really in a bad shape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head now feels like a log.. being beaten to a pulp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i being too sensitive at this point in time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really in a social mood right now.. thought of just chillin out tonite.. watch some Dvds.. there's 5 of them waitin for us.. mayb go grab a waffle at good ol' Gelare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wifey's ex is back in town and asked her out for coffee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wifey asks me to go along.. i of course says no.. not in a sociable mood, besides.. i dont like doing ex- group outings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar rar.. wifey calls me immature due to some miscommunication when i refused to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar rar.. i'm feeling down and out now.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz.. wtf is wrong with the weather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun get me wrong.. i love my wife.. truly love her to bits..&lt;br /&gt;she is the best thing in my life right now (hehe.. ok lar.. in my life ever.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is perfect.. things happens.. life sucks.. but will love still remain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it will go up and down lar.. but the trust/commitment for one another will stand the test of time and heartbreaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. can't it be less painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-8041792002413895293?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-7611144736521597494</id><published>2007-10-20T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:05:07.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's gotta give..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have recently signed up for a free trial with Bigpond for 6 weeks.. to watch dvds for free.. how good is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks, 4 dvds at one go.. i think it's a good deal.. as long as you don't forget to cancel the subscription at the end of 6 weeks.. otherwise it can be quite painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have watched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Good Shepherd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Something's Gotta Give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Full Metal Jacket &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(forgettable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Curse of the Golden Flower &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(forgettable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rocky Balboa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Not bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Illusionist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pride &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have 3 more dvds to watch this weekend.. namely, Serendipity, Master &amp;amp; Commander and Cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one that we watched was Something's Gotta Give which was by Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton.. really funny romantic comedy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some unforgettable quotes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I have never lied to you, I have  always told you some version of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: The truth doesn't have versions,  okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, then let's just each get our  bearings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't want my  bearings. I've had my bearings my whole goddamn life. I feel something with you  I never really knew existed. Do you know what that's like, after a 20-year  marriage to feel something for another person that is so...? That... Oh, Right.  Right. Not your problem. God. Do you know that I've written this, but I never  really got it? Do you know what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Erica kisses  Harry&lt;/i&gt;] This is heartbroken. How's that for impervious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You're killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I just wish that it had lasted more  than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: That is a terrible thing to say.  You know, the life I had before you I knew how to do that. I could do that  forever. But now look at me. What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do with all  this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Erica. Can you wait just  a second? The truth is, I... I just... I don't know how to be a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: That's what you have to  say after all of this? That you don't know how to be a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: That's not a small thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;shakes head&lt;/i&gt;] Are  we done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000197/"&gt;Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, my God.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Erica gets in taxi and drives away&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that scene.. I was thinking.. how do I know what it's like being a husband.. as much as being a boyfriend, a good friend, a best friend, a lover is concern.. I think I have some idea of those.. but husband..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need to find a good role model or something.. can't rely on the media..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asks you the same question all the time.. so how's married life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is.. it's just like any other period of life.. it's full of ups and downs.. like a roller coaster.. there's the happiness, sadness, excitement, lull, disappointments, fights, make ups, tender moments, Kodak moments, sacrifices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is truthful from me and maybe a bit too honest is that we are stuck to each other 24/7 (not counting the going to work bit of separation)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the word "stuck" is so unattractive but.. I guess it's sort of an accurate description.. perhaps.. later I might find a better word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never simple and having another person in your life til death do us part.. and being humans.. nothing is ideal.. that you would look at yourself and wonder what is the matter with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you done something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;have you set expectations too high?&lt;br /&gt;are you too insecure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that I would ever consciously do.. is to hurt the person I love so much.. but sometimes your actions/words will.. could it be the way that you were brought up.. or the way that you are so used to living.. that it's a transition period from being a single person all your life and now that you are married.. it takes time to ditch your bad habits.. and become more whole, more user friendly to your life partner, your lifelong companion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - certainly am a work in progress.. not too sure if there will ever be a completion stage.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no changes are made.. it certainly could be a nasty road trip ahead for the both of you..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the school of thought that you should always end the day before sleeping with all disputes settled.. otherwise it could be a really uncomfy sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me.. I think it's good to settle things and to express your love to the other before the day ends.. coz you do not know that you just might not wake up the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling that would bring??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fought.. and then sleep and wake up to find that the person you loved so much has passed on without ever telling you - that one last time, that they love you.. love you with all their heart, strength and might.. from the deepest recess of their heart.. and that one day.. you will be united together again in a better place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had some fancy idea of writing or recording down my thoughts for my love ones.. just in case something happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't really take things for granted.. like that really touching movie by Adam Sandler - Reign Over Me.. about a man who lost his family in the Sept 11 tragedy.. in the movie he reveals that the last time he ever saw his wife and kids.. he was rushing out of the door and had a quarrel with his wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most important thing really is to fill all your remaining time with those happy Kodak moments.. those memories should be the ones that will bring smiles to your face when you are feeling down and out and all alone in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna end this post with another scene from Something's Gotta Give..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah. It's my new thing. I've  gotten abnormally brilliant at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0001605/"&gt;Marin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Why? What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'm in love. Ain't it great? Seems  like I gotta learn how to that... love-them-and-leave-them stuff, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0001605/"&gt;Marin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oh mom, I hate this. Now do you  get my theory about all this? You gotta self-protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You don't really buy this stuff you  say, do you? You don't actually think that you can outsmart getting hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0001605/"&gt;Marin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I think it's worth trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Listen to me. You can't  hide from love for the rest of your life because maybe it won't work out...  maybe you'll become unglued? It's just not a way to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0001605/"&gt;Marin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Are you telling me this is good? What's  happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I think  you should consider the possibility that you and I are more alike than you  realize. I let someone in, and I had the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0001605/"&gt;Marin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I've never had the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0000473/"&gt;Erica Barry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I know, baby. And I say  this from the deepest part of my heart. What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on.. let someone in.. and have the time of your life.. life is too short to be too critical about love and life.. but you gotta bear in mind.. that you do not simply just let anyone into your heart.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-7611144736521597494?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7611144736521597494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=7611144736521597494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/7611144736521597494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/7611144736521597494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/somethings-gotta-give.html' title='Something&apos;s gotta give..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-8267817107426497259</id><published>2007-10-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:24:02.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust quote..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seano's got it on his blog as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But after watching Stardust yesterday.. I think this scene was prolly the most touching emo one..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know a lot about love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rwi_aa15EjI/AAAAAAAAADY/xRBvMp24Ub8/s1600-h/Kissing-soft+focus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118551437109432882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rwi_aa15EjI/AAAAAAAAADY/xRBvMp24Ub8/s320/Kissing-soft+focus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-8267817107426497259?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8267817107426497259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=8267817107426497259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8267817107426497259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/8267817107426497259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/stardust-quote.html' title='Stardust quote..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rwi_aa15EjI/AAAAAAAAADY/xRBvMp24Ub8/s72-c/Kissing-soft+focus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-2640245620300810284</id><published>2007-10-06T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:42:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th July 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was probably the happiest day of my life thus far, judging from the many smiles that I smiled on that special day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day that I would be marrying the woman in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before was mainly doing the final touch up of the wedding hall at the hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had to rush to rehearse one final time for my special presentation to my bride.. No one will be able to testify that my rehearsals were much better than the real performance.. I guess the jitters in front of everyone affected me more than the lethargy of the day getting to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to get into bed at about 3ish in the morning as there were many late minute things to complete.. eg. thank u speech, specialised wedding vows, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing as well.. coz I slept like a baby that night until the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the usual shower and getting dressed up.. the convoy left frm EP to W.. there was abt 5 cars in the wedding party.. thank goodness for the Freeway.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached W without any hitches.. we were early as well.. if you looked properly.. we were huddled behind the cars to pray.. hehe.. prayer before the battle  for the bride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we forgot to pray before we left from EP.. so I decided that it's not too late to ask for God's blessing on that special day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy oh boy.. did He smile upon us and blessed us richly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was due to be rainy season the whole week.. and the week before was just pouring cats n dogz.. but for the prayers of all the aunties back in Msia and of course everyone else.. including humble me.. God gave us a huge break.. it was a lovely day.. nice weather.. the sun came out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stop here for now.. enjoy some nice pics below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZyxa15EbI/AAAAAAAAACY/___zVAE-7TY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZyxa15EbI/AAAAAAAAACY/___zVAE-7TY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117904219897663922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prayer before the storm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ2dq15EeI/AAAAAAAAACw/Z3vrSrDmkPo/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ2dq15EeI/AAAAAAAAACw/Z3vrSrDmkPo/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117908278641758690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiley ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ2lq15EfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4QJ8tiUMnB8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ2lq15EfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4QJ8tiUMnB8/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117908416080712178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do more task?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ20615EgI/AAAAAAAAADA/VFldFHg067I/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ20615EgI/AAAAAAAAADA/VFldFHg067I/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117908678073717250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiley + Lovely Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ3CK15EhI/AAAAAAAAADI/4VKxqo8O6ow/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZ3CK15EhI/AAAAAAAAADI/4VKxqo8O6ow/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117908905706983954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alas, the smiley couple.. =)&lt;br /&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/7462732-2640245620300810284?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2640245620300810284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=2640245620300810284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2640245620300810284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2640245620300810284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/7th-july-2007.html' title='7th July 2007'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZyxa15EbI/AAAAAAAAACY/___zVAE-7TY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-3745688465446731861</id><published>2007-10-06T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:06:19.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And it's 3 months!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yup.. it's been 3 whole months.. we have managed to drive each other up the wall these couple of months.. but we r still together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh.. married liao.. can't really say.. i don't wanna see you for a week.. bleah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. it's good to have the rule of talkin it out before the night is over/ before we sleep.. otherwise.. it's such an uncomfy sleep.. having to sleep next to someone who is angry with you.. ~chilling thought~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take this time to thank my LP for bearing with me all these time.. while I was goin thru my bz period.. feeding me, caring for me, loving me, picking me up from work at nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.. thank u for sticking thru with me even when I'm moody thinking about work and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that with me in your life now.. I am making positive contributions into your life instead of the other way round..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugz n KISSES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-3745688465446731861?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3745688465446731861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=3745688465446731861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/3745688465446731861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/3745688465446731861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-more-day.html' title='One more day..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-5712727873211159300</id><published>2007-10-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:53:23.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pics..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I think easier if I just link the pics to my multiply site.. so for those who wanna kepo the wedding pics.. click &lt;a href="http://genxenn.multiply.com/photos"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really completed.. uploaded the pics abt 2 mths back and haven't done much since.. will endeavour to add more when I get the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got some pics in friendster too.. so go check it out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post one pic here.. which I think is one of the better ones.. which was shown at the wedding dinner night.. good choice, Terry!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZrja15EaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1w3O2HANHo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZrja15EaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1w3O2HANHo/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117896282798100898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-5712727873211159300?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5712727873211159300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=5712727873211159300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5712727873211159300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5712727873211159300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/wedding-pics.html' title='Wedding Pics..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RwZrja15EaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1w3O2HANHo/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-5679528356616124700</id><published>2007-10-04T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:07:48.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got me broadband..</title><content type='html'>Finally.. it's done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last time that I will be on dial up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Optus pulled through.. went without any hitch.. and got broadband up and running.. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I haven't updated my entries for so long.. and then now.. my update is abt broadband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. most of it is due to the slowness of the internet due to the dial up situation at home.. and then I was too busy with work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. things are now better.. most of my projects are completed.. so can slow down a bit and update my entries.. post some wedding pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas.. it's late now.. gonna hit the sack.. so maybe in a couple of days time.. there should be some pretty pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.. check here for some real updates soon..  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-5679528356616124700?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5679528356616124700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=5679528356616124700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5679528356616124700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5679528356616124700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/got-me-broadband.html' title='Got me broadband..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-1126251411162237048</id><published>2007-06-25T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:30:15.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song - "I will be here "</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be here - Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon sang this as a special song item at his wedding for Mei.. very very nice and touching song.. too bad she didn't cry.. I would have cried if I was her.. hehe..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway... this song is from the All About Love album.. which is a compilation of love songs that he composed/sang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;This album was released during my time at LDC in Melbourne.. there was one song which was always played on the radio while I was doing my work duties.. and it has a special meaning to me.. I'm hoping that maybe someday I would be able to share that with the one I love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the meantime, do enjoy the lyrics below.. it's really meaningful.. hmm.. I guess in future when I have the time.. I should have a music jukebox attached to the blog.. so can listen to music too.. alas.. that's too much work for me right now..  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow morning if you  wake&lt;br /&gt;up and the sun does not appear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;If in the dark, we  lose sight of love&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand, and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will be here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When you  feel like being quiet&lt;br /&gt;When you need to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;I will listen &lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When the laughter turns to cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Through the  winning, losing and trying&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;I will be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you  wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the future is unclear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as  seasons were made for change&lt;br /&gt;Our lifetimes were made for these years&lt;br /&gt;So  I will be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;And you  can cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;When the mirror tells us we're older&lt;br /&gt;I will hold  you&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;To watch you grow in beauty&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all  the things you are to me&lt;br /&gt;I will be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be true to the  promise I have made&lt;br /&gt;To you and to the One who gave you to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you  wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the sun does not appear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will be  here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-1126251411162237048?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1126251411162237048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=1126251411162237048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;(Verse one)&lt;br /&gt;I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forever&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back in time&lt;br /&gt;When I could read your mind&lt;br /&gt;So I've been waitin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;It took a season's going by&lt;br /&gt;To know it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be everything that you ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be smarter.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be everything but you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been home&lt;br /&gt;I used to wait up forever.&lt;br /&gt;Used to say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were there.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me once&lt;br /&gt;You'd show up,&lt;br /&gt;But I fell for that before&lt;br /&gt;I fell to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up to no one&lt;br /&gt;Just a picture of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;And a house left in pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;And it took a season's going by&lt;br /&gt;To know it's not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe you&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be honest&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be everything but you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-5090915421533931555?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5090915421533931555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-5391202048984885616</id><published>2007-05-12T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:55:58.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bands..</title><content type='html'>Finally it's completed.. we have gotten our wedding bands made and its looking not too bad at all.. hers looks really good with the engagement ring.. will post a pic with both rings together.. mine is a real classic.. it was either this design or a pure white gold ring with a line cut across in the middle.. that would have been really modern and all.. but this is good lar.. make it really stand out.. &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will be getting both rings engrave.. not sure what we want in it.. coz hers is pretty limited as the band is quite thin.. we're thinking initials and numbers.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PH7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LG143-777&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;LP143-777&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RkSl-2c64QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-rzKpmHdktE/s1600-h/CIMG4885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=5391202048984885616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5391202048984885616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/5391202048984885616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-bands.html' title='Wedding Bands..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RkSl-2c64QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-rzKpmHdktE/s72-c/CIMG4885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-7470013301253350582</id><published>2007-05-02T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T05:38:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll Never Walk Alone (YNWA)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RjezTWc64PI/AAAAAAAAABw/YNPZCud9WwA/s1600-h/badgelogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RjezTWc64PI/AAAAAAAAABw/YNPZCud9WwA/s320/badgelogo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059709851399807218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it again! Liverpool is in the final of the Champion's League, once again.. defeating Chelski via penalties 4-1 (aggregate 1-1 after extra time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Agger (Dagger) scoring in the 22th min to even out the results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe Reina making 2 vital saves in the penalty shootout.. first denying Arjen Robben and then Geremi.. while all our penalty takers were on target.. Bolo Zenden, Xabi Alonso, Stevie Gerrard and Dirk Kuyt with the winning shot..  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely worth waking up and watching it.. not too sure if I would be able to catch some zzzzzzzz after this.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finals will be in Athens.. May 23rd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that Milan will defeat the Mancs.. then it would be a repeat of the final in '05 at Istanbul..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-7470013301253350582?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7470013301253350582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=7470013301253350582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/7470013301253350582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/7470013301253350582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/05/youll-never-walk-alone-ynwa.html' title='You&apos;ll Never Walk Alone (YNWA)..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RjezTWc64PI/AAAAAAAAABw/YNPZCud9WwA/s72-c/badgelogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-6600933807562114517</id><published>2007-03-10T08:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:26:26.626+09:00</updated><title type='text'>changes..</title><content type='html'>I am considering a job change.. similar nature.. just a different industry.. auditing from a different perspective.. have gone through the interview stage.. received a letter of recommendation for the position.. so it's 99% that i will be offered the position.. just need to wait a lil' longer for bureaucratic matters to take place.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;this year&lt;/em&gt; seems to be a year of change and things of new.. wedding.. marriage.. career.. shift house.. all the situations which has high levels of stress involved.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes.. u either hate em or love em..&lt;br /&gt;for me i guess it's a combination.. can't be 101% straight.. drives me crazy, i say.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend's come and gone.. valerie seems much bigger.. face is chubbier.. but hands and legs are long and skinny.. would be a tall girl like her parents.. well.. it's good to see the 3 sisters having something in common.. to gather together and just spend some time.. good for me too.. have someone to lie on my tum tum.. ahhaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val just slept soundly on my tummy.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise.. done nothing out of the ordinary.. groceries church sunday school.. oh yar.. did our 1st PMC home work.. it was ok.. managed to talk abt stuff.. good way to  open up and learn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. have been having this rash for the past 1.5 weeks.. all over me.. legs, arms, body.. its got to be more than just heat rash.. coz it's not that hot now.. and i'm getting all itchy.. i have never ever gotten so much rash in my life... argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be on my own for the next 2 days.. someone has a work function.. so called team building sessions.. bleah.. have to stay over night somemore.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. it will give me some time to spend with brother.. i hope he is home.. otherwise.. i will just have to tidy up my room? hmm.. done that already.. vacuum the carpet and pack away all those mags and books frm underneath the bed.. folded all the  clothes.. maybe clean bathroom..??!!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that's it for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-6600933807562114517?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6600933807562114517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=6600933807562114517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/6600933807562114517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/6600933807562114517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/03/changes.html' title='changes..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-1829166611903360323</id><published>2007-03-10T08:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T08:42:09.015+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You give me something..</title><content type='html'>By James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-listened to it over the radio on my way back this morning after droppin sean off to work.. i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to stay with me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;You only hold me when I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to tread the water&lt;br /&gt;Now I've gotten in too deep,&lt;br /&gt;For every piece of me that wants you&lt;br /&gt;Another piece backs away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared, alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something&lt;br /&gt;'Cause someday I might know my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already waited up for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to spend a little time alone with me,&lt;br /&gt;And I can say I've never bought you flowers&lt;br /&gt;I can't work out what they mean,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I'd love someone,&lt;br /&gt;That was someone else's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared, alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause someday I might call you from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;But it might me a second too late,&lt;br /&gt;And the words I could never say&lt;br /&gt;Gonna come out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared, alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared, alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something&lt;br /&gt;'Cause someday I might know my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-1829166611903360323?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1829166611903360323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=1829166611903360323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;br /&gt;I’m just out to find&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m more than a bird...i’m more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;br /&gt;About a home I’ll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound absurd...but don’t be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed...but won’t you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away...away from me&lt;br /&gt;It’s all right...you can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’m not crazy...or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Men weren’t meant to ride&lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, inside me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not easy, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-2703945705088004688?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2703945705088004688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>The Greatest Gift of All..</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to the one who rocks my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to my old blog and read the &lt;a href="http://genxenn.easyjournal.com/entry.aspx?eid=3110678"&gt;last posting&lt;/a&gt;.. that was like 2 1/2 weeks into the relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending with.. it could have a good ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we aren't at the end of our lives.. but the journey is still going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are about to move onto the next level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we have finally resolved the issues that were at the back of our minds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes! This song by Jim Brickman feat Michelle Wright is a very apt song for my Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her love is the greatest gift that I love most about her.. no matter how I always say things are lacking.. but I know that she definitely give her best into our relationship.. no doubts there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just does seems amazing sometimes.. thinking how we got together and now.. 5 months later.. yup.. just 5 months.. but it seems like a million more months that we have spent together.. feels like an old couple already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the woman who brings joy into my life..&lt;br /&gt;Smiles on my face..&lt;br /&gt;Tears silently running down my cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;Happy memories for eternity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the flowers, wrapped in fancy paper&lt;br /&gt;It's not the ring, I wear around my finger&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in all the world I need&lt;br /&gt;When I have you here beside me, here beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you could give me wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;And catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or pull the stars down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;So I could wish on them all&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your arms, I found a strength inside me&lt;br /&gt;And in your eyes, there's a light to guide me&lt;br /&gt;I would be lost without you&lt;br /&gt;And all that my heart could ever want has come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you could give me wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;And catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or pull the stars down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;SoI could wish on them all&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could offer me the sun, the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I would still believe&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything&lt;br /&gt;When you gave your heart to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could give me wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;And catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or pull the stars down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;So I could wish on them all&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;Your love is the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;Greatest gift of all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-1135486463547642838?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1135486463547642838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=1135486463547642838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/1135486463547642838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/1135486463547642838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/greatest-gift-of-all.html' title='The Greatest Gift of All..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-6080235572971425487</id><published>2007-02-13T22:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:08:57.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving..</title><content type='html'>There's just so much to thank the good Lord for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was home in KL/SG for 2 weeks.. managed to get stuff done.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received parents' blessings to get married (both mine and Hsien's) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got back to Perth in 1 piece and proposed to Hsien..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon C's getting married.. I will b his best man - June 16, 2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wedding ceremony/dinner in Perth - 07/07/07&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wedding celebration dinner in KL - December 07&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiger Airways is flying to Perth frm SG.. so cheaper fares to fly back to Asia.. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrated Hsien/Sean/My bdays..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHGsVBIirI/AAAAAAAAABg/ICyQtY3-j0E/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031020723607997106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHGsVBIirI/AAAAAAAAABg/ICyQtY3-j0E/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-6080235572971425487?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6080235572971425487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=6080235572971425487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/6080235572971425487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/6080235572971425487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHGsVBIirI/AAAAAAAAABg/ICyQtY3-j0E/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-2855534949957603747</id><published>2007-02-13T22:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:53:21.467+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!! Hsien's bday at East Perth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdG_z1BIipI/AAAAAAAAABI/3CSlaP6QyNU/s1600-h/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013155875621522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdG_z1BIipI/AAAAAAAAABI/3CSlaP6QyNU/s320/52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need I say more.. no surprise at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-2855534949957603747?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2855534949957603747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=2855534949957603747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2855534949957603747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2855534949957603747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/surprise-hsiens-bday-at-east-perth.html' title='Surprise!! Hsien&apos;s bday at East Perth..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdG_z1BIipI/AAAAAAAAABI/3CSlaP6QyNU/s72-c/52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-2362172234644889528</id><published>2007-01-30T00:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:53:21.887+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4V-_o_iaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E0uBSO862W0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4V-_o_iaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E0uBSO862W0/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025478406171494818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Origins, Sheraton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4Vsfo_iXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gnwcL6AaFU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4Vsfo_iXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gnwcL6AaFU/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025478088343914866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FirstLight Christmas Dinner at Jade Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4Vsvo_iYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vQMqo-wVtjs/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4Vsvo_iYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vQMqo-wVtjs/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025478092638882178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FirstLight Christmas Dinner at Jade Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4VzPo_iZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/igjBBNg-Lps/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4VzPo_iZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/igjBBNg-Lps/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025478204308031890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FirstLight Christmas Dinner at Jade Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4VUfo_iWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rPxLC5Eud8w/s1600-h/rings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4VUfo_iWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rPxLC5Eud8w/s320/rings.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025477676027054434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rings at Hawkers Cuisine, NB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hers ~ diamond solitaire; his ~silver trinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-2362172234644889528?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2362172234644889528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=2362172234644889528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2362172234644889528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/2362172234644889528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2007/01/latest-pics.html' title='Latest Pics..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/Rb4V-_o_iaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E0uBSO862W0/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-8334648350053136726</id><published>2007-01-18T22:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:42:12.693+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed posting.. happy ending..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been 18 days after New Year's.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seems like such a long time ago.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had my 2 weeks "vacation" during the Christmas period back in KL &amp; SG.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Didn't seem like a holiday to me.. running around doing errands and was not able to catch up with the majority of friends at all.. fell sick while I was in KL.. so didn't even attend a single church service back in PJEFC during the Christmas period.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Returned back to Perth on NYE.. it was good to be back.. 2 weeks separation from my Darling Sayang.. was pushing it a bit too much.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got back to Perth in the arvo.. by the time I managed to check out of Customs.. it was like 5 in the evening.. stupid ppl.. of all days.. they have to do a 100% check on that day.. I think I waited abt an hour plus to clear Customs.. by the time it was my turn.. the guy checked my food bag.. and allowed me through.. coz there was such a long line lar.. silly ppl!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spent the rest of the day with Hsien.. catching up and had to go to her friend's place for party/sleepover in Joondalup.. Of course we were in the city for the fireworks to usher in the New Year.. and the infamous proposal.. got down on one knee to ask her to marry me.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yar.. she said YES..!! Of course, she was prolly stunned at first.. with the ring and all.. coz she knew that I would propose to her one day.. but she didn't know when.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I had been giving her presents earlier in the evening from my trip back to SE Asia.. maybe that helped to bribe my way to her heart.. lolz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHBI1BIiqI/AAAAAAAAABU/FuZoJStO4X8/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031014616164502178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHBI1BIiqI/AAAAAAAAABU/FuZoJStO4X8/s320/51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufgPhfKOCX0/RdHBI1BIiqI/AAAAAAAAABU/FuZoJStO4X8/s72-c/51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116697742531599132</id><published>2006-12-25T01:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:23:45.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas in Spore..</title><content type='html'>Here I am.. back in SG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling all flat out.. head still a bit dizzy.. feeling nauseous.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am recovering from fever which happened last evening.. had the chills last night.. feeling hot and cold all night long.. and my bed is no longer comfortable.. the wooden planks squicking every time I moved.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the doc.. had blood test.. but nothing wrong.. just a viral infection.. i think thats what docs would dump the cause when they cant find anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach feels like got flu like that.. guess I need more solid food.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar.. it's Christmas liao.. but it doesn't feel like it..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am missing Christmas with my Sayang.. but would be back in time for NYE..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.. fireworks.. and just chilling with friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since we have been apart.. and it's not a really nice feeling.. hope that we will not have to endure such separations in future.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.. gonna get some sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116697742531599132?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116571903203836515</id><published>2006-12-10T11:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:50:32.053+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pix - Happy times..   =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/1600/793540/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/320/589644/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; At Sandalford Winery; Swan River &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/1600/943070/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116571831595439815</id><published>2006-12-10T11:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:38:35.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone is getting married..</title><content type='html'>No.. not me.. but a very dear friend of mine.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon C has been a close buddy of mine.. know frm church back when we were younglings.. something like 8 years old.. so it's been 17 yrs.. and now he is the first of our grp (sunday school babies of '81).. to be making that big step.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. annabel got married already.. but then she wasn't in the original grp.. she's like a much much later addition to the grp.. so yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got like a frenster msg from Jonny.. thinking it would be his normal once in a blue moon 'hi' msg.. but lo and behold.. Dude.. i'm getting married.. would you like to be my best man.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for him.. and I hope that Mei and Jon would have the best time of their lives on June 16.. that's their wedding day in Brissy.. I will by all means haul ass across the eastern states with my Sayang in tow..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a great occasion to intro her to my buddies over East..  ^_^  I can't wait.. just hope that some buddies frm Msia would fly in too.. that would be like good ol' times.. so jase.. if u are reading this.. try to make it for this one, mate.. and bring *you know who*..  =) hoping that shui lin and joe would b able to make it too.. that would be absolutely Fab!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/1600/971573/36150346039142l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/320/458540/36150346039142l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The lovely couple..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116571831595439815?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116571831595439815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116571831595439815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571831595439815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571831595439815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/12/someone-is-getting-married.html' title='Someone is getting married..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116571674648033476</id><published>2006-12-10T10:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:12:26.493+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My bro is a rock star..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/1600/426955/DSC08979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/320/197673/DSC08979.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/1600/148782/DSC08844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6974/460/320/933969/DSC08844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his fav dreams.. is to be a rock star.. between the both of us.. he definitely has a higher chance of being one.. lolz.. doesn't say much.. but he is good..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With him being away for the past 2 weeks.. it's been grreaatt... no moaning, whining and bitching from him.. no tantrums, no dramas abt feeling abandoned by kor kor for his gurrlfren..   =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. I do miss my kid bro.. after all.. what is thicker than blood.. he will always be my baby bro.. still as cute as ever.. IF you look really close.. beneath his untidiness.. READ days when he want to look manly.. unshaven etc.. but underneath it all.. there is still that baby.. haha!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got like the biggest eyes.. and rounded face and all.. and back when he was a cute lil' boy.. rosy cheeks too.. which all the girls like to pinch.. so it wasn't just me who was getting all the female attention.. hehe.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that He has given me a brother who is SO totally not like me.. I wonder if my parents share the same sentiment.. hehe.. I'm sure they do lar.. otherwise the family would be so BORING.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seanniw and me are so DA different.. certainly a handful of parents.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life in Perth has definitely been more exciting with him around.. although there is a trade off at times.. but I guess it's good lar.. good training ground for me to handle responsibilities of manhandling a teenager..  would come in handy for my kids next time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that he is passing all his papers thus far.. I know he can do it.. and bro.. if u are reading this right now.. I'm proud of you,mate!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you put your heart into anything.. you CAN certainly EXCEL.. trust me.. you have got the brains.. you just need to put in a little HEART into the things that you are doing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why when you are worship leading.. it's so good.. (most times lar; don't count those times when you aren't prepared and just rock up.. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raw passion for Christ from you is noted during praise and worship.. and that is just SO powerful.. you need to put in the passion and heart into everything that you do.. that is another way to worship God.. by doing your best in everything.. I hope I don't sound like I'm naggin' or preachin'.. it's just some brotherly advice to you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know.. I might not be here tomorrow.. but I want you to know that I love you from the day you were born into our family.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful last day in Melb.. I'll see you when you get back to Dullsville.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116571674648033476?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116571674648033476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116571674648033476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571674648033476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571674648033476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-bro-is-rock-star.html' title='My bro is a rock star..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116571543126053638</id><published>2006-12-10T10:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T10:52:58.630+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while..</title><content type='html'>Feels like it's been a while since I last blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually it's not too long ago.. 2 weeks only..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. stuff has been happening.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny - mom's side.. had a birthday.. and then a couple of days later got another stroke.. her first was several mths back.. but recovered well.. this time round.. the stroke has left her unable to move on one side.. and frm what i heard a couple of days ago.. she was also unable to speak.. the next 3mths will be most crucial in terms of helping her to recover as best as possible.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prayer request:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that my granny would have the peace of the Lord; that she would not be anxious, that she knows that the Lord is the Great Physician and that He can and will heal her..&lt;br /&gt;~pray that God's wisdom, knowledge and discernment will be upon mom,dad, kow fu and kah mou (uncle n aunty - mom side).. that they would do the right thing to help granny recuperate.. &lt;br /&gt;~pray that God's peace would be with everyone in the family too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness and death.. is something which I try not to dwell on.. the question about.. where is God when someone close to you is inflicted with the above situations.. all I know is that there is a reason for it.. bad or good.. there is always a good side to it.. experiences like these.. makes ppl grow.. give testimonies to others.. of course it doesn't always end up the way we want it.. i used to have that cruel attitude of.. if old folks got really sick.. we would be only doing them a disfavour.. by praying that God will heal them.. when they are already feeling so much pain.. wouldn't it be better and kinder.. if we prayed instead that God should do what is best for the person.. my thought on it was that.. once you are so old.. you are more of a liability than anything else.. what good is it then to be ard here? when your work on earth is complete.. and you are suffering somemore.. why not go and meet your Maker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. the last couple of sentences.. are prolly morbid and devoid of kindness and goodness.. but isn't it practical and true? if i was 90 and can't do anything useful, sick - in pain and bed ridden.. what is life living for? Would it make more sense to be in Heaven.. where my body would be free of all evil and pain??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. that's my 2 cents worth.. it's not an interpretation of my Christian view =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116571543126053638?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116571543126053638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116571543126053638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571543126053638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116571543126053638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116412764473615204</id><published>2006-11-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:47:25.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing pains from a relationship point of view..</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt this way before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone through periods of ups and downs, sweet and sour memories, the highs and lows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come the 24th.. it will be 2 months since she spelled out Y-E-S on my back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like eons ago that we have known each other and got together.. but it's been only 2 months really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we know each other for a much longer time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we were made for each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we were held back from meeting each other til now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we wish that we met earlier.. it wouldn't have click til now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that it's now rather than never.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we were both in Melbourne back in Spring '04.. around the Melb Cup period.. we were both strangers to each other.. and now.. Melbourne Cup 06.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are lovers.. we are companions.. we are partners.. we are yin n yang.. we complement each other.. one a thinker, the other a feeler.. we might drive each other up the wall at times.. but hey.. that makes life all the more worth living for.. being in a relationship which is constant and stale is no good.. but then.. it's not good to have too many ups and downs in a short span of time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only the beginning.. but yet.. we have stored plenty of happy memories already.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day minus 1.. at tasha's bday.. starring as your mysterious dinner date.. meeting some of ur closer friends.. a preview of who you hang out with? i was making myself well at home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 1.. poker night.. more meeting of your friends.. starring now as your boyfriend.. great time spent with you.. partnering with you and winning the round.. we could be a good match indeed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 2.. quiz night.. fund raising for your abseiling.. was by your side that night.. helping you with the barbie.. selling drinks at the bar.. just being there with you.. tiring after a long day at work.. but it was all worth it.. seeing you in action.. observing you.. being there with you doing things that you obviously love to do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being introduced to your side of the family.. having dinners.. playing ping pong with ur bro in law.. sister.. you.. chillin at your place so much til my bro felt neglected.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 3.. popiah "weeding" party at ur place.. more food, ping pong with ur friends..&lt;br /&gt;also attended my first wedding with you.. lovely ceremony @ the quarry.. wonderful dinner @ AQWA.. happy memories.. "dancing" on the dance floor..  =) pictures of us taken finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 4.. meet the parents time.. interrogation sessions.. think we did pretty well.. considering before they arrived.. you were so anxious, etc.. in the end.. it was for naught.. fingers crossed things will be remain ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 5.. abseiling training @ gooseberry hill.. picnic.. chill out session.. it was all good fun.. too bad abt the darlington winery.. u're blacklisted..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just so many things to talk about.. more dinners that we attended.. your friends, my friends.. activities that we try to be involved in.. to ensure that we do not isolate ourselves or others esp. now that we are in a relationship.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things we do.. to involve our families as well.. Swan Valley trip.. dinners together.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baddy/dinner every weekend.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending church and cell.. thank you, Sayang.. for being open minded.. for wanting to know more.. for taking the courage to say YES! I want to know more.. &lt;br /&gt;for not striking it.. for giving it a chance.. to take that step of faith.. &lt;br /&gt;my prayer is that God will touch you.. touch your heart.. that you know that all that is required.. is a lil bit of faith to start your journey with Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.. thank you also for your attempts in mastering 24 dishes in 24 months.. i have thoroughly enjoyed cooking and washing up with you.. makes dinner more enjoyable.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all our pillow talks, listening to the lyrics of songs on the laptop and star gazing.. will be firmly entrenched into my memory bank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember 16 x 6 is only a number.. time passes by so very quickly.. before you know it.. someone will have to be on bended knees..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you much much, Hsien Sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SP~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116412764473615204?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116412764473615204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116412764473615204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116412764473615204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116412764473615204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/11/growing-pains-from-relationship-point.html' title='Growing pains from a relationship point of view..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116274039012874297</id><published>2006-11-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:26:30.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving home..</title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the big move is here.. started moving my stuff over yesterday and today the final bits.. ie. food stuff and clothes were shifted.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and jubilation.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel that my room or well.. my toilet reminds me of those hotel/resort toilets.. guess it's been a while since I have a shower with so much space..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm very happy.. with the new place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secured car park.. hopefully my car insurance will be cheaper next year.. what with me being 26 (not sure why it's 26 over here in Perth) and also having more secure parking.. and a better neighbourhood.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. tonight's entry will be short and sweet as I'm rather whacked from the weekend move and.. just had a great time of dinner and fellowship @ Daveo's place.. will talk about that later I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.. people.. if you haven't seen me online.. it's not because I'm bz with girlfriend.. urm.. well partially that.. but.. it's also due to my comp being dead.. happened last weekend.. so I have been rather cut off from the Net.. but I still do check emails on a regular basis.. so do keep it coming..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. signing off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-metropolitan paulie-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116274039012874297?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116274039012874297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116274039012874297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116274039012874297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116274039012874297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/11/moving-home.html' title='Moving home..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-116191523634863924</id><published>2006-10-27T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T18:12:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of me and my Sayang, Hsien.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsien and me before wedding dinner at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/1.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsien and me; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/10.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/10.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsien and me; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/9.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/9.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsien and me; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/8.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/8.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsien and me; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Group pix; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/2.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Group pix; dinner table at AQWA - 22 Oct 06 pix 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Hsien @ Cottesloe Beach&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116191523634863924?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116191523634863924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116191523634863924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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like eons ago..&lt;br /&gt;still at the honeymoon stage.. spending lots of time with one another when possible..&lt;br /&gt;it's been tough esp. where work is concern.. trying to juggle both.. leaving not much for my own space..&lt;br /&gt;not that i am complaining.. but i guess my bro has been feeling rather left out.. hence this week.. i have been spending more time back home..&lt;br /&gt;sighz.. never knew he appreciate my presence so much .. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i guess it's only right to be spending some time at home lar..&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, parents will start making noise as well..&lt;br /&gt;so the eagerly anticipated question.. is she the One? don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Are things working out??  Well.. we are hitting it off rather nicely.. but it's only 2.5 weeks.. so there is a lot more to learn about each other.. really takes a lifetime.. have been getting on each other's nerves.. which is a good sign i guess.. getting familiar with each other.. and just letting ourselves "irritate" one another..  =)&lt;br /&gt;Have you met the family yet?  Sort of.. met her sisters who are living with her.. parent's are not here in Perth.. but coming for a visit soon.. so might meet them soon enuff.. not that I'm excited about it..&lt;br /&gt;Why not??  coz.. for obvious reasons.. the very fact that there is this age gap.. will cause a lot of talk.. and i don't give much thoughts about it myself.. but ppl talk abt it and i can't help but feel helpless.. there isn't anything I can do .. to be older/change my age.. and it's not like i'm immature or something.. or that she's really old and ancient.. i think we complement each other nicely..&lt;br /&gt;but i am readying myself to kena frm all sides.. i will just be myself and let my actions talk.. =)&lt;br /&gt;So what's the plan, going forward..?? &lt;br /&gt;Well.. there has been 2 issues that plagues us.. age and faith..&lt;br /&gt;Age is rather trivial when compared to faith..&lt;br /&gt;My stand is that I cannot be married to a non-Christian.. that is an absolute..&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't see a point to be associated with any religion atm..&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, she has no inkling what Christianity is all about..&lt;br /&gt;Second, she has no need for religion and does not see any benefits of being a Christian..&lt;br /&gt;I have been rather dimwitted at the moment.. haven't really thought about telling her what Christianity is all about..&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will be able to do that soon.. real soon.. it will be challenging.. and I hope that you guys can support me by remembering us in ur prayers.. pray that she will open up to God.. allowing Him to reveal Himself to her.. I believe that He touching her life would make a more greater impact.. than me convincing her about Christianity..&lt;br /&gt;No doubts, she needs to know what it is all about.. but the turning point would be her experiencing first hand, God's love and touch..&lt;br /&gt;I really want this to last and.. I know a lot of ppl will ask..&lt;br /&gt;If God wants the best for me.. why would He give me someone who is a non-Christian?? Why all the hassle??&lt;br /&gt;I have no answer for that.. but all I can say is that I'm ready to commit my time and strength to make this relationship work out.. Of course, there is a high risk of it not going the way I would like it..&lt;br /&gt;But she's worth the while..&lt;br /&gt;We are happily in love with one another.. and by solving these issues.. will only make us grow stronger in the relationship..&lt;br /&gt;It could have a good ending.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-116066970576290740?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/116066970576290740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=116066970576290740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116066970576290740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/116066970576290740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/10/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling in love..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115838189111577327</id><published>2006-09-16T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:41:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>It's been like 3 weeks already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another week to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by so quickly and lotz been said and talked about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like eons.. but it's only 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how things are turning out to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absence makes the heart grow fonder.." certainly rings true in this case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this quote below from an unlikely source..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is not about finding the right person, but creating the right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretty apt going forward.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am looking forward to DG's return.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope that I will be able to complete most of my work this coming week.. so that we will have more time to catch up.. thank God for the long weekend that's coming up.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~it's been a lazy Saturday morning, would have been real good if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; were here.. gtg now.. subi markets~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115838189111577327?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115838189111577327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115838189111577327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115838189111577327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115838189111577327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/09/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115755293639840409</id><published>2006-09-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:28:56.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social night at YA Plus, Shelley.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/9.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/9.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/8.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/7.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/7.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/5.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/6.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/3.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/4.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/2.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/1.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115755293639840409?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115755293639840409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115755293639840409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115755293639840409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115755293639840409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/09/social-night-at-ya-plus-shelley.html' title='Social night at YA Plus, Shelley.'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115755204316217852</id><published>2006-09-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:14:03.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>70th entry..</title><content type='html'>I just can't seem to save my $$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why I won't be going home end of the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why are the airfares so expensive.. argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll b missin the food, people, family.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.. I will be able to head home next year.. think my folks are missing me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did promise Granny that I would go home... argh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any contest out there to win a free ticket to KL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a major problem.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.. I'm left with a vacant room to rent out when I shift house next month.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially.. there were takers for the spare room.. but in the space of a couple of days.. there is now no one interested.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blimey.. how things can turn from sweet to sour.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone interested to live in Perth City.. drop me a msg on the tagboard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115755204316217852?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115755204316217852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115755204316217852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115755204316217852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115755204316217852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/09/70th-entry.html' title='70th entry..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115737518440934830</id><published>2006-09-04T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:12:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at One</title><content type='html'>&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="250" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRIAN McKNIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Back At One"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's undeniable... that we should be together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable how I used to say that I'd fall never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basis you need to know, if you don't know just how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let me show you now that I'm for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all things in time, time will reveal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One... you're like a dream come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two... just wanna be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three... girl it's plain to see... that your the only one for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four... repeat steps one through three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five... make you fall in love with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I believe my work is done... then I start Back at One (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Incredible... the way things work themselves out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all emotional, once you know what it's all about babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And undesirable... for us to be apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never would have made it very far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that you got the keys to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One... you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two... just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three... girl it's plain to see... that your the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four.. .repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five... make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I believe my work is done... then I start Back at One......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say farewell to the dark night... I see the coming of the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little child... whose life has just begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came and breathed new life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into this lonely heart of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You threw out the life line... just in the nick of time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One... you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two... just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three... girl it's plain to see... that your the only one for me... girl and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four... repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five... make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I believe my work is done... then I start Back at One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115737518440934830?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115737518440934830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115737518440934830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115737518440934830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115737518440934830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-at-one.html' title='Back at One'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115677578436600959</id><published>2006-08-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:36:24.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why wear the wedding ring on your fourth finger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why wedding ring should be worn on the fourth finger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from a friend's blog..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pls follow the below step, really God made this a miracle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5692/1838/320/wed%20finger.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Firstly, show your palm, centre finger bend and put together back to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Secondly, the other 4 finger tips to tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Games begin, follow the below arrangement, 5 finger but only 1 pair can split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Try to open your thumb, the thumb represent parents, it can be open cause all human does go thru sickness and death. Meaning our parents will leave us one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . Pls close up your thumb, then open your second finger, the finger represent brothers and sisters, they do have their own family which they will leave us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Now close up your second finger, open up your little finger(pinkie), this represent your children. Sooner or later they too will leave us for they got their own living to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Nevertheless, close up your little finger, try to open your fourth finger which we put our wedding ring, you will be surprise to find that it cannot be open at all. Because it represent husband and wife, this whole life you will be attach to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love will stick together ever and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumb represent parents&lt;br /&gt;Second finger represent brothers &amp; sisters&lt;br /&gt;Centre finger represent own self&lt;br /&gt;Fourth finger represent your partner&lt;br /&gt;Last finger represent your children &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&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/7462732-115677578436600959?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115677578436600959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115677578436600959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115677578436600959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115677578436600959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-wear-wedding-ring-on-your-fourth.html' title='Why wear the wedding ring on your fourth finger?'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115616064803816231</id><published>2006-08-21T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:55:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Listening to Chris Rice's &lt;a href="http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-did-you-fall-chris-rice.html"&gt;When Did You Fall&lt;/a&gt; reminds me of this song.. by Steven Curtis Chapman.. and it's no coincidence that they are buddies.. Here's the lyrics taken from my &lt;a href="http://genxenn.easyjournal.com/entry.aspx?eid=1928403"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I love Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know it's not the first time and it will not be the last&lt;br /&gt;When you find me here on my knees praying for the storm to pass&lt;br /&gt;But what I am really needing is much more than just relief&lt;br /&gt;I am crying out for wisdom only you can give to me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's such a mystery&lt;br /&gt;I'm a clueless man when it comes to knowing how to love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;How do I let her know she means more than anything to me&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the gifts you've given besides the very gift of life&lt;br /&gt;There is none as precious to me as the treasure of my wife&lt;br /&gt;And still all the love in my heart is like a raindrop to the sea&lt;br /&gt;When compared to your love for her...and that's why I'm asking please&lt;br /&gt;Will you teach me what she needs&lt;br /&gt;I'm an earnest man when it comes to learning how to love this woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know it's gonna take a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;To answer this prayer I pray&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay....'Cause I've given you and her my lifetime anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her, love her&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me, tell me please&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell me, tell me&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;How do I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song written by Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br /&gt;©2003 Sparrow Song / Peach Hill Songs / BMI / Admin. by Emi Christian Music Publishing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115616064803816231?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115616064803816231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115616064803816231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115616064803816231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115616064803816231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115606615796803847</id><published>2006-08-20T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:29:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaned bathroom cleanses the heart..</title><content type='html'>Did managed to get some house chores done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office clothes - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom; sink, shower and toilet seat - check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to clean things up..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird as or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel like taking a nap.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115606615796803847?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115606615796803847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115606615796803847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115606615796803847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115606615796803847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/cleaned-bathroom-cleanses-heart.html' title='Cleaned bathroom cleanses the heart..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115606595218417769</id><published>2006-08-20T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:25:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let my words be few - Matt Redman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let my words be few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are God in heaven&lt;br /&gt;And here am I on earth,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll let my words be few-&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I am so in love with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'll stand in awe of You,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'll stand in awe of You,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll let my words be few-&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I am so in love with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The simplest of all love songs&lt;br /&gt;I want to bring to You,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll let my words be few-&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I am so in love with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was a song which I learned from Jase.. and it's been one of my all time fav songs.. pretty meaningful.. and I guess it's like a theme song in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a guy who prefer to let my actions do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;In this song, in my humble opinion.. it's by singing a simple love song to Christ..&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking.. if it could also mean letting Jesus work through me.. &lt;br /&gt;And that has been like my style of evangelism.. lifestyle evangelism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know.. I'm not a perfect role model.. Don't think I have consciously done that for a while already.. Maybe back in the days of being involved with the College Group back in KL.. but not since then.. But I prefer to be a man of few words and hopefully with those few words and actions, I would be able to  make a difference..  in this world we call home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115606595218417769?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115606595218417769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115606595218417769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115606595218417769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115606595218417769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-my-words-be-few-matt-redman.html' title='Let my words be few - Matt Redman'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115605412085493305</id><published>2006-08-20T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:08:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetating in front of the comp..</title><content type='html'>It's been a lazy weekend for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably be in trouble tomorrow at work.. but tomorrow should be a "free day"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am hoping to complete most of my pending work then.. but if clients start coming back with work.. then I'm in for it lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I do need the weekend off.. considering what is coming up in the next couple of weeks.. yar.. that's me rationalising my actions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will probably go do some spring cleaning around the room and bath room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hope that the iron comes back to life.. so that I can do my weekly ironing of work clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the opposite sex worth the attention ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever experienced this sudden intense feeling over a person who has been an unknown in your life and then suddenly you become aware of them and it seems like all you could do .. is eat sleep and think about them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok.. so I copied the football slogan from Coke.. eat sleep and drink Coca-Cola.. but it's pretty similar hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does infactuation end?? Does it only apply when you are a teenager ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Does it apply to grown ups as well?? Grown ups... as in.. ppl who are supposedly adults, who are supposedly to be matured..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or does infactuation/puppy love strikes people of all ages, sex and maturity??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now.. I sure would love to be Mel Gibson..  as the character in the movie "What Women Wants".. and not because he was recently caught drink/drunk driving.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps.. it would be a test.. when you sort of slow down and then reconsider how you feel.. so in a way.. it's good.. that we won't be able to see each other for the next month or so.. good for me.. so that there is less distraction.. (hopefully).. and be able to get through the bz season.. but then again.. I might be distracted anyways.. by the absence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But yeah.. having some space away from one another.. would give a chance to evaluate the situation.. to analyse if it's just a chemistry induced high.. or if there is really something good in progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i hope that it's not a case of being desperate.. coz I have been perfectly fine until #this thing strucked me..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there certainly are a lot of obstacles, if i want to view it from a rational perspective and deep down there.. i feel that it's not goin to be good.. maybe i'm just afraid to be burnt.. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but i do wish that it's mutual*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-like her, i'm a complicated soul-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~enuff said for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115605412085493305?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115605412085493305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115605412085493305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115605412085493305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115605412085493305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/vegetating-in-front-of-comp.html' title='Vegetating in front of the comp..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115604764481110027</id><published>2006-08-20T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:20:44.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends after a break up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex and I broke up six months ago. We managed to stay on good terms, and he  considers me his best friend. We used to call each other about everything until  recently. Now he doesn’t call me as often or return my phone calls quickly. I  spoke to him the other evening and suggested that I come for a visit, since we  live in different states now. We haven't seen each other for a while, and I miss  my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept telling me that he thought it wasn't a good idea. I asked what the  problem was, and I finally got him to tell me that he has a new girlfriend! I'm  OK with that, but it seems that he is not. He says it would be awkward for me to  be there and that he wouldn't like an ex of hers staying with her for a few  days. He said he didn't want to tell me he was seeing someone, and I don't  understand why. What should I do—just back off until he comes to me in his own  time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’m from the &lt;i&gt;When Harry Met Sally&lt;/i&gt; school, where former lovers can’t be  friends—unless a long period of time has elapsed. For example, let’s say you  used to date someone and then you re-meet years later. If there’s no sexual  tension now, you can agree to enjoy a platonic friendship. That’s one scenario  where friendship with an ex can work after a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys were together  only six months ago. Whenever a breakup occurs, one or both people may have a  tough time shifting into single life again. Of course, the longer a couple was  together, the more difficult the re-entry period. Single people today have  invented what they believe to be an allegedly painless transition. They call it  “friendship.” But this state of affairs isn’t friendship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends  are supposed to feel free to discuss their lives with each other. Your “friend”  neglected to tell you he was dating someone he seriously liked. What kind of  friendship is that? Have I made my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don’t understand.  I think you do—but you don’t want to accept the truth. His feelings for you were  more meaningful to him than you believed they were. It’s terrific that you were  able to walk away without lingering romantic feelings. Many people cannot. Your  ex is a good guy with tremendous character. He doesn’t want to contaminate his  current romance with his past—meaning with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best bet is to  absorb all of this, refocus and move on. This man is no longer your boyfriend,  and he’s clearly not your friend, either. You can’t force a friendship with  someone who is resistant to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the future, I suggest you steer clear  of relationships that are loosely defined. In the game of relating, people have  to know the rules, the boundaries, and the benefits. Had you and your ex  honestly discussed this early on, I believe you would never have assigned the  title of “friendship” to your current status. As my Gilda-Gram advises, “Clean  breaks are always the healthiest.”&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/7462732-115604764481110027?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115604764481110027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115604764481110027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115604764481110027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115604764481110027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends-after-break-up.html' title='Friends after a break up?'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115604688461786915</id><published>2006-08-20T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:08:04.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does she want to date you?</title><content type='html'>By Alan Goldsher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys can be kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m not talking kinda dumb in a low-IQ kind of way—remember Ken “Mr. Jeopardy” Jennings? Last time we checked, he was a guy—and clearly not unintelligent. But in terms of figuring out how to comprehend a woman’s feelings about us when we’re trying to make the leap from “friends” to “friends who kiss,” forget about it. This is especially true for guys who’ve been burned in the past (and who hasn’t been?) who are wary about rejection. Maybe we’re not totally illiterate, but we often have a difficult time reading signals. So here, a few signs she’s interested—consider them your green light to get closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The “let’s laugh” signal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinctly not-dumb guy David Wygant, author  of &lt;em&gt;Always Talk To Strangers&lt;/em&gt;, is an excellent signal-reader. “If she  makes you feel like a stand-up comedian, even though you’re not that funny, she  wants to take it to the next level,” says Wygant. Similarly, Rosemarie of White  Plains, New York, shares, “If I’m interested in a guy, I kind of tease him—I try  to get a funny, bantering chat going. It shows that I’m interested in playing a  bit of a cat-and-mouse game, you know? I’ll say something like, ‘I think you’re  just making that up,’ or ‘Honestly now, has that line worked?’ but I say it with  a big smile and eye contact so he knows I’m just joking.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The tell-tale time sign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are friends with a woman and sometimes  wonder if there might be more there, take heed of when she wants to hang out  with you. If she wants to meet you for a quick workday lunch, chances are she  doesn’t fancy you in the way you might hope. But if she asks you to meet her for  a drink in the evening or to see a movie with her on a Saturday at 8 P.M., she  may be casting you in more of a boyfriend role. Says Shelly of San Diego: “I  work with a lot of guys and admit to getting crushes on coworkers from time to  time. I’ll chat them up about new movies I want to see, and if one I’m  interested in asks me out, I do what I can to make it at night on a weekend.  That makes it so easy to grab a drink or food afterward and get to know each  other on a more personal level.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The body language clues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK,  so the odds of a woman reaching out to hold your hand while you’re flirting with  her are slim to none. So how does she use her body to show you she’s interested?  Jess from New York believes a woman’s gestures will send you the message. “Her  body language will give her away—if a woman leans in toward a guy while he’s  talking, mimics his body language, and maybe sneaks in a subtle touch here or  there, these are pretty good signs that she’s into him. Obviously, he should get  her phone number and actually call.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how does a guy know if a woman  isn’t interested? “If she is looking around the room while he’s talking to her  and crossing her arms across her chest,” says Jess, “she’s probably not that  interested. Also, if she tells the guy that he would be perfect for her sister  or she suddenly brings up the fact that she’s been talking to her ex-boyfriend,  there’s probably not a spark there.” The guy should just move on to a woman who  is worth his time or possibly take the uninterested woman up on her sister  offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The look of “I like you”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy should also know what  kind of eye contact is waving him in. Direct eye contact that lasts more than a  couple of seconds is a sign of interest, say the experts. And if a woman looks  from your eyes to your mouth, well, things are in very, very good shape. “I  don’t know if it’s conscious or not, but when I like a guy, I find my gaze  wanders from his eyes to his mouth,” says Moira of St. Louis. “It’s definitely a  seduction move; it lets him know that I’m thinking about what it would be like  to kiss him.” Gentleman, if you’re getting that signal, this is another time you  want to go ahead and get that phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7462732-115604688461786915?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115604688461786915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115604688461786915&amp;isPopup=true' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115513800799825931</id><published>2006-08-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:40:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/janine.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/janine.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/guys%20photo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/guys%20photo.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/grp.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/grp.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/girls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/girls.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115513800799825931?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115513800799825931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115513800799825931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115513800799825931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115513800799825931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/blast-from-past-2.html' title='Blast from the past 2'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115513665233161959</id><published>2006-08-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:17:32.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/christmasparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/christmasparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/christmascarols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/christmascarols.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/carolling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/carolling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/campwifjon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/campwifjon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/bens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/bens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/BK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/BK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/andrew_paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/andrew_paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/airportwkaren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/airportwkaren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/3stooges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/3stooges.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/airport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/airport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115513665233161959?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115513665233161959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115513665233161959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115513665233161959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115513665233161959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the past..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115486779978769484</id><published>2006-08-06T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:36:39.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on granny..</title><content type='html'>Thanks girls n guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from my mom yesterday.. that granny is recovering.. not 100% sure of the details.. but it's good news.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying that she will make a full recovery, ya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115486779978769484?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115486779978769484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115486779978769484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115486779978769484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115486779978769484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-on-granny.html' title='Update on granny..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115479690049396312</id><published>2006-08-06T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:58:38.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be..</title><content type='html'>&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD width=150 align=center valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT Face=Verdana size=2&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I'll Be - EDWIN McCAIN LYRICS&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop me and steal my breath.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never revealing their depth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that we belong together,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be captivated,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hang from your lips,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your crying shoulder,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ll be with the trappings of love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be better when I'm older,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the greatest fan of your life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls angry on the tin roof&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we lie awake in my bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my survival, you're my living proof.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is alive not dead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that we belong together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be captivated,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hang from your lips,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115479690049396312?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115479690049396312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115479690049396312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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news about my maternal grandma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she suffered a heart attack.. and there might be bronchitis complications as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was admitted to the hospital yesterday to get doctor's diagnosis and to keep her under watch in case there is a subsequent heart attack, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she will be strong enough to recover fully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like in her late 80s liao.. so recovery time is always the key issue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that she would have peace with her and that she would not be in any pain during this period of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also pray for the family.. that they would have the Lord's wisdom to manage this crisis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maternal grandma lives with my uncle's family in Ampang and I think my uncle is still working in Vietnam.. and my dad has just left for Indonesia to teach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's left to the 2 ladies (mom and aunty) to do the best for granny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people.. please pray for my granny and family whenever the Holy Spirit leads you to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115474790078587018?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115474790078587018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115474790078587018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115474790078587018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115474790078587018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/08/urgent-prayer-request.html' title='Urgent Prayer Request'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115410089461310367</id><published>2006-07-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:34:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25.06.06 - Wedded Bliss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/gown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/gown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Karen's wedding gown.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slippers.. Cinderella's glass slippers?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/two.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Mr and Mrs Joe Cheok &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115410089461310367?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115410089461310367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115410089461310367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115410089461310367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115410089461310367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/250606-wedded-bliss.html' title='25.06.06 - Wedded Bliss..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115409315494220302</id><published>2006-07-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:43:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>has it been that long?? pauliesthots #2</title><content type='html'>Well.. it's been only 12 days since my last blog and well.. that was a real entry anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the last real entry was july 3.. hmm.. 25 days have passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously there's many moments which i would have like to blog abt.. but by the time i come online.. the mood is not there.. or i forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a phrase which Pastor Cara mentioned during one of her preaching.. could be about 3/4 wks ago.. about "not needing it, but wanting it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember the context that she was talkin abt.. but it has been sticking in my head.. and i guess it could be used in other situations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example.. we don't need to go an extra mile for someone.. but we want to do it.. coz we love them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. mayb its a lousy illustration.. but i think.. that if you WANT to do something.. it's more POWERFUL .. than when it's only a NEED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in WANT.. there's the self initiative/involment/desire..&lt;br /&gt;in NEED.. it's like its a default thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soounds contradicting rite?? for instance.. oxygen.. we NEED it or else we can't breathe.. wouldn't it be important too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I guess what my theory is.. it's about an individual's level of commitment.. WANT &gt; need.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else have been happening??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was nellie's bday.. her house is really cosy.. the choc fondue was a brilliant idea.. might get one of those thingy when i moved into a place of my own.. but i think those normal pot is sufficient.. instead of the machine.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwiz wondered.. if getting an ice cream machine would be practical.. guess when i have spare $$ to spend.. i might get one and.. hav ice cream and pancake parties.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i made pancakes.. can't wait til i shift into my own place.. and of course.. can't wait til peak is over.. more time to laze ard during the weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it's a good thing that sean is living with me now.. he is doing all the cooking.. got him to pack my sandwiches as well.. think he is amazed at how little i have for lunch.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that we can move out soon.. being stuck in the same room as him.. is not very healthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like yesterday.. he was talking to his "best fren" frm msia thru skype.. but not the free one.. he actually pays for it.. coz he calls her house phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. i was hopping mad.. i mean.. here is technology which provides free facilities.. but you want to pay $$.. i mean wat's wrong with msn?? cannot type meh?? have to call her?? not even girlfriend lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drives me nuts to see him wasting $$ like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a bad example.. coz i was working OT til 10ish.. so just imagine me seeing him burn cash like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to evaluate myself.. am i that $$ minded??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think that i hold onto $$ so tightly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that.. i dislike him being so careles with his mgmt of $$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like ppl who think $$ drop from the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course he has improved a lot from day one.. but still not enuf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm just a control freak hey.. sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God he listened to me and applied for the McD's job.. or else i would skin him alive for spending $$ faster than he is earning $$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i dowan him to fall under the world's influence.. spending things on credit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl have gotten themselves in deep shit.. bcoz of the introduction of "credit"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course without loans and credit line.. most of us won't be able to own a home or something that significant in our lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we must have self control in small things.. so that when it comes to big things.. we are able to manage our finances properly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this has turned into a bitching session.. *haiz*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving onto something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are dreams??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it have any form of reality?? Does it have any resemblance to things that have occured or things to come??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A while back.. i dreamt that someone closed to me died.. and recently.. well just this week.. i dreamt another dream.. well it shld be called nightmare.. that someone close to me died.. and this time.. i can really remember.. i cried.. a lot.. coz i woke up.. and there were tears all over my face.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that it has no bearing in future events.. maybe I have been working too hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things like these .. makes me ponder about what am I doing here.. away from my family.. my parents.. my granny.. about the times when I was still living under the same roof.. but did not take the time to communicate with them.. did not sit down and catch a tv series with them.. instead.. if i am at home.. i would be on the comp.. playing games, chatting online.. stuff which is so short term.. and non significant.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a result of the above incidents.. I am planning a trip back at the end of the year.. to visit my parents and granny.. parents are away teaching in Phil now .. and granny is in SG with my uncle and family.. talked to her the other day.. and she ws asking when i was coming back for visit.. guess i should not disappoint her.. even though it will cost $$$$$$... but $$ can be earned again.. time passes by and will never return..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doncha just hate growing up.. so much to think about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have to catch up with my fav aunt as well.. haven't been in contact with her much since events in life which has separated us all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how things would have been.. if i had match make her with some of the uncles at church.. sighz.. bo pian lar.. no point in looking at things in retrospect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be sighing all night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of more recent occurings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had dim sum last sat with Pastor Stewart.. wanted to have it at Joy Garden.. but as usual.. it was a freaking long wait.. approx. 45 mins wait.. couldnt wait that long.. went to Riverside instead.. of course not as much variety and i guess doesnt taste as good.. oh well.. it's the fellowship that matters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;talked about stuff.. but 2 things which was brought up.. girls and ministry.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no relation to one another.. but i told him that.. sadly but truly.. no prospect frm the church.. and ministry.. i confided to him that i did teach sunday school back in KL.. so i have given him permission to enlist me into the ministry.. albeit discussion with aunty connie.. i thought that was that.. as i did not mention anything abt youth ministry.. but came sunday.. or was it this week at cheryl's bday.. i was given more bad news.. something along the lines of helping with cell grp.. talk about being stuffed.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for certain.. i would be OK to help with either the small kids or the primary school kids for Sunday School.. but cell group is a different thing altogether.. and I don't really have the heart or inspiration there at the moment.. will continue to seek the Lord.. everywhere is lacking of manpower and guy leaders.. but I can't just simply jump into every desperate situation.. i would love to help.. helping is one of my core abilities.. but being a hero or a zero is 2 different things.. and if it's just a NEED instead of a WANT.. then more than likely.. i would become a ZERO.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a bit of work.. i think i might be sensing some form of resentment or frustration from my colleague.. as she is getting a lot of jobs.. and she's feeling the pressure and she made the comment about how she's paid less than me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i guess it's true.. more $$, do more work.. but then you have to be able to bargain your salary lar.. if your raise isn't enuff.. it's not my fault lor.. nothing is ever goin to be the same alwiz.. like earlier this year.. i was working hard and stressed up shitless.. but she was just in the office.. doing planning.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not trying to make comparisons.. but just depends on the jobs that we get assigned to lor.. most of my jobs are still hanging due to client's f$%^ stupid managing of their accounts.. so when they get their act together.. i'm sure i'm gonna be in deepshit too.. come deadline time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but my heart goes out to her.. she's been working really long hours.. and she's soft and all lar.. might end up sick... think she's really contemplating resignation liao.. that would be bad news for me... she's like the last of the core grp members.. sighz.. i would have to plan my exit if she does leave.. coz i am afraid her engagements might spill over to me.. that would be worrying.. and my fav jr has expressed his intent to leave as well.. before december.. coz he doesnt want to be ard doing the interim work for all the shit jobs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i really need to get my act together and start thinking of the alternatives available..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thanks to the stupid CPA mentoring program.. i might just have to continue working until mid next year.. just so i dont have to change mentor.. it's such a stupid program.. @#$%#^&amp;%^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes.. went for dinner buffet at Ms Maud.. pretty much the same stuff as the lunch buffet.. except for the yabbis and oysters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;which i think its pretty crap anyways.. do not like oysters and yabbis has no meat whatsoever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next place for buffet would be either hyatt or sheraton.. thank God for the Entertainment Book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yar.. Korean food.. real yum.. is Shilla's @ East Perth.. fine dining one.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a cheaper alternative is Seoul Garden @ William St, Northbridge.. to me.. i think the meat and sauce taste about the same.. just that the price and ambience is different lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but other ppl might differ.. so if you want to impress your company for the night and $$ is not an issue.. then Shilla's is the place to go.. and there's discount too if you are an Entertainment Book Card Holder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last thing to mention.. thanks to Chi Chi, Vicky and Seano for the wonderful time I had 2 sundays ago.. had an impromptu dinner.. and sometime to catch up with one another.. really good time.. this is the sort of activity that i enjoy most.. prolly bcoz i'm an old fart now.. lolz.. no more clubs for me.. just makan and chat over coffee in small groups will be sufficient.. and those questions at the end.. was really hilarious.. there should be classes conducted by Aunty Chi Chi for the uni powerhouse girls, doncha think so.. Aunty Chi Chi?! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115409315494220302?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115409315494220302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115409315494220302&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115409315494220302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115409315494220302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/has-it-been-that-long-pauliesthots-2.html' title='has it been that long?? pauliesthots #2'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115306278314966767</id><published>2006-07-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:13:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th entry on BS..</title><content type='html'>Prayer request..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys.. if you can.. pls uphold my parents as they will be teaching on the following dates and i think it's kinda tight schedule esp. when they aren't getting any younger.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 to 31st July - Philippines;&lt;br /&gt;5 to 14th August - Indonesia; &lt;br /&gt;25 to 27th August - St Paul &amp; FGAKL;&lt;br /&gt;1 - 3rd Sept - Kuantan; and &lt;br /&gt;October - Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my granny is at home or back in SG.. will hav to give her a buzz and see how's she doing.. someone pls remind me to do that!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115306278314966767?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115306278314966767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115306278314966767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115306278314966767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115306278314966767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/50th-entry-on-bs.html' title='50th entry on BS..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115280202808357466</id><published>2006-07-13T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:47:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I marry the RIGHT person?</title><content type='html'>DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question.&lt;br /&gt;She said,"How do I know if I married the right person?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, &lt;br /&gt;"It depends. Is that your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's&lt;br /&gt;weighing on your mind. Here's the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with&lt;br /&gt;your spouse. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked&lt;br /&gt;their idiosyncrasies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a&lt;br /&gt;completely natural and spontaneous experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to DO anything. &lt;br /&gt;That's why it's called "falling" in love... &lt;br /&gt;Because it's happening TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." &lt;br /&gt;Think about the imagery of that _expression. &lt;br /&gt;It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, &lt;br /&gt;and then something came along and happened TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling is love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. &lt;br /&gt;But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. &lt;br /&gt;It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. &lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), &lt;br /&gt;touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did I marry &lt;br /&gt;the right person?" And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of&lt;br /&gt;the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with&lt;br /&gt;someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their&lt;br /&gt;spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for&lt;br /&gt;fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is&lt;br /&gt;the most obvious. But sometimes people turn to work, church, a hobby, a&lt;br /&gt;friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this &lt;br /&gt;dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it. I'm not&lt;br /&gt;saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a&lt;br /&gt;few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S &lt;br /&gt;LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER &lt;br /&gt;just happen to you. You can't "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it&lt;br /&gt;day in and day out. That's why we have the _expression "the labor of&lt;br /&gt;love." Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;it takes WISDOM.&lt;br /&gt;You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific&lt;br /&gt;things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your&lt;br /&gt;marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there&lt;br /&gt;are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise &lt;br /&gt;program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your&lt;br /&gt;relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and&lt;br /&gt;effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable... &lt;br /&gt;you can "make" love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in marriage is indeed a "decision"... Not just a feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115280202808357466?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115280202808357466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115280202808357466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115280202808357466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115280202808357466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/did-i-marry-right-person.html' title='Did I marry the RIGHT person?'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115243236927097803</id><published>2006-07-09T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:06:09.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Did You Fall - Chris Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Did You Fall&lt;br /&gt;Chris Rice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re all smiles and silly conversation&lt;br /&gt;As if this sunny day came just for you&lt;br /&gt;You twist your hair, you smile, and you turn your eyes away&lt;br /&gt;C’mon, tell me what’s right with you&lt;br /&gt;Now it dawns on me probably everybody’s talkin’&lt;br /&gt;And there’s something here I’m supposed to realize&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your secret’s out, and the universe laughs at its joke on me&lt;br /&gt;I just caught it in your eyes, it’s a beautiful surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;Was it out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I swear I never knew it&lt;br /&gt;When did you let your heart run free?&lt;br /&gt;Have you been waiting long?&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your way over here, sit down by this fool, and let’s rewind&lt;br /&gt;C’mon, let’s go back and replay all our scenes&lt;br /&gt;You can point out the hints, the clues, the twists and the smiles this time&lt;br /&gt;All the ones that slipped by me&lt;br /&gt;I bet my face is red, and you can hear my heart poundin’&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it don’t matter now that I realize&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause baby I missed it then, but I can surely see you now&lt;br /&gt;Right here before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’re my beautiful surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;Was it out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I swear I never knew it&lt;br /&gt;When did you let your heart run free?&lt;br /&gt;Have you been waiting long?&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it at the coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;Or that morning at the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;When you almost slipped, and I caught your hand&lt;br /&gt;Or the time we built the snowman&lt;br /&gt;The day at the beach, sandy and warm&lt;br /&gt;Or the night with the scary thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;I never saw the signs&lt;br /&gt;Now we’ve got to make up for lost time&lt;br /&gt;And I can tell now by the way that you’re looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I’d better finish this song so my lips will be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been waiting long, when did you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;I kept you waiting so long, when did you fall&lt;br /&gt;Have you been waiting long&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;When did you fall in love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115243236927097803?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115243236927097803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115243236927097803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115243236927097803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115243236927097803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-did-you-fall-chris-rice.html' title='When Did You Fall - Chris Rice'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115234486546931502</id><published>2006-07-08T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:48:33.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PKF Perth's annual ball, Parmelia Hilton - Corporate Services boy's table..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/2.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115234486546931502?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115234486546931502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115234486546931502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115234486546931502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115234486546931502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/pkf-perths-annual-ball-parmelia-hilton.html' title='PKF Perth&apos;s annual ball, Parmelia Hilton - Corporate Services boy&apos;s table..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115191894952862488</id><published>2006-07-03T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:29:09.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascination ft Kem</title><content type='html'>It was fascination, I know&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might have ended at the start&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing glance, a brief romance&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might have gone on my way empty-hearted, empty-hearted&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fascination, I know&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you under the moonlight above, baby&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I touch your hand and I kiss you&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fascination turned to love&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fascination turned to love, oh baby, yeahh&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fascination, girl, ohh, turned to love&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination, I know &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it might have ended at the start &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing glance, a brief romance&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might have gone on my way empty-hearted&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination, oh and I know, I know babe&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you under, under the moonlight, moonlight above&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I, I touch ur hand &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kiss you baby&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my, my fascination, my fascination&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned to love&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination oh, my, my, my fascination girl&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned to love&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fascination turned to love &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115191894952862488?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115191894952862488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115191894952862488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191894952862488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191894952862488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/fascination-ft-kem.html' title='Fascination ft Kem'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115191829558404556</id><published>2006-07-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:18:15.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pauliesthots</title><content type='html'>Don't you ever wished that you had more guts/balls/iron will.. to do &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you so wanted to do&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;However &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;due to the lack of the above.. you just let it go.. and well.. you would never know what the outcome might be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs, relationships, studies, opportunities that might have made a 360 change to your life.. had you taken it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm just in the reflective pms mood right now.. *listening to Que Sera, Que Sera by Sly and the Family Stone; a track from the movie, Take the Lead*  nice slow remix of the oldies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice track.. slow easy ballad.. "Fascination by Kem.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been a cloudy day.. drizzling here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking thru my friendster page and goin thru my buddies pics.. wondering how they are.. missing those good old times.. missing their company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing Malaysia.. missing Brissy..  sighz  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I think the most important thing to learn from this round of reflection is to stop dwelling in the past.. and to seize the opportunity when it comes.. no more waiting and pondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to move fast.. I'm in the prime of my life.. and there's still time to make mistakes and pick up from there.. Now is the time to go through the pains of life and learn through experiences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's not like I'm gung ho to make mistakes and suffer the pain and all.. but I need to do something with my life.. and get out of the box.. I think I have been playing too safe in the 25 years of my life thus far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. this entry might sound all about me.. which should also involve seeking His directions.. afterall He knows the best for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to quieten down and ask for signs and wonders.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am half way there to my 2 year goal in Perth.. need to be planning on what goes on after this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been good meeting people and all .. establishing my aussie audit career.. but there needs to be a new action plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I was able to make a difference here somehow.. although I have been less than willing to do much.. perhaps not wanting to commit myself fully, afraid that I might just fall in love and not leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commitment phobic..  that's the latest thing I figured abt myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one reason why I quit dancing.. too much commitment required.. don't have enough time for myself.. what with bz season coming on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. no regrets.. will be able to resume it in the future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115191829558404556?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115191829558404556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115191829558404556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191829558404556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191829558404556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/pauliesthots.html' title='pauliesthots'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115191658125152542</id><published>2006-07-03T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:49:41.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving time..</title><content type='html'>During the last one month, God's been really helping me bigtime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to pass my last CPA paper.. thus completing the last of 5 papers.. so no more worries of exams in the near future.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. there's the end of financial year promotions/performance reviews.. although I didn't get promoted.. (loads of excuses frm mgmt on this issue.. but will not get into it.. ) the increment which I spelt out to the bosses to keep me happy was satisfied.. so I'm happy for now.. but it's all thanks to Him.. don't think that I would have gotten it without His help..  just hoping that I haven't squeeze all my blessings dry..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess He always know when it's time to remind me of His provisions for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess He is reminding me of something major that He would indeed pull off for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115191658125152542?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115191658125152542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115191658125152542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191658125152542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115191658125152542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanksgiving-time.html' title='Thanksgiving time..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115177779092928151</id><published>2006-07-02T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T02:16:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated LiquorShop</title><content type='html'>Hard Liquor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Absolut Vodka - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;2. Kahlua - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;3. Baileys - 1 Liter &lt;strong&gt;(OPENED)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jim Bean (Bourbon) - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;5. Chivas Regal (12 yo) Scotch Whisky - 1.14 Liter&lt;br /&gt;6. Cognac Camus XR - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;7. Moet &amp; Chandon Champagne (Brut Imperial) - 750 ml&lt;br /&gt;8. Jack Daniel's (Whiskey) - 1 litre&lt;br /&gt;9. Bacardi Rum - 1 litre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jane Brook - Cabernet Sauvignon 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Annie's Lane, Clare Valley - Shiraz 2003 (2)&lt;br /&gt;3. Xanadu, Margaret River - Secession; Shiraz Cabernet 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Reserve; Shiraz 2003 (4)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Reserve; Shiraz 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;6. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Orlando; Shiraz Cabernet 2000 (1)&lt;br /&gt;6. Leeuwin Estate, Margaret River - Prelude Vineyards; Cabernet Merlot 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;White&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Xanadu, Margaret River - Show Reserve; Semillon 2000 (1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Vogager Estate, Margaret River - Sauvignon Blanc Semillon 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;3. Amberly Estate, Margaret River - Chimney Brush; Chenin Blanc 2005 (2)&lt;br /&gt;4. Brown Brothers, Milawa - Moscato 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Orlando; Chardonnay 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Becks/ James Squire/Asahi/Corona/Crown Lager/Grolsch/Ginger beer.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Additions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taylors, Clare Valley - Promised Land, Cabernet Merlot 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Taylors, Clare Valley - Shiraz 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;3. d Arenberg, McLaren Vale -  The High Trellis, Cabernet Sauvignon 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;4. Penfolds, Barossa Valley - Thomas Hyland, Shiraz 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;5. Leasingham, Clare Valley - Shiraz bin 61 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;1. Amberly Estate, Margaret River - Chimney Brush; Chenin Blanc 2005 (1)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115177779092928151?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115177779092928151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115177779092928151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115177779092928151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115177779092928151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/07/updated-liquorshop.html' title='Updated LiquorShop'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115150610562986114</id><published>2006-06-28T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:48:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world cup in progress...</title><content type='html'>so it's the last 16 or quarter finals in the World Cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teams remaining.. are no surprises.. except maybe for ukraine.. but then between ukraine and the swiss.. i guess.. it's also no surprises lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the big boys left in the fight is the usual suspects ~ argentina, brazil, england, france, germany, italy and portugal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far.. it's been an ok world cup for me.. due to work commitments.. cant catch every game.. but i do manage to watch some parts of the england and italy games.. fingers crossed that one of them will do well.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115150610562986114?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115150610562986114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115150610562986114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115150610562986114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115150610562986114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-in-progress.html' title='world cup in progress...'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115056490224006681</id><published>2006-06-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:09:40.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyes Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVdTvc-1-vg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVdTvc-1-vg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Eyes Blue&lt;br /&gt;by Diane Warren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you'd be loving me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the one who'd stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;But now forever's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still here alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were only playing,&lt;br /&gt;You were only playing with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting for the tears to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was you who put the clouds around me.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who made the tears fall down.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who broke my heart in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;It was you, it was you who made my blue eyes blue.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I'd be all you need.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I thought I saw my heaven.&lt;br /&gt;And now my heaven's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you had me believing,&lt;br /&gt;You had me believing in a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I couldn't see it,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't see it till I saw goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were only playing,&lt;br /&gt;You were only playing with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting for the tears to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was you who put the clouds around me.&lt;br /&gt;It was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was you who put those clouds around me.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who made those tears fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Only you who broke my heart in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;It was you, it was you who made my blue eyes blue.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115056490224006681?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115056490224006681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115056490224006681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115056490224006681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115056490224006681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/blue-eyes-blue.html' title='Blue Eyes Blue'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115056102415205799</id><published>2006-06-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:56:29.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other random pix - Perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/43.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheeky Seanniw trying to be a Jap Tourist1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/44.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheeky Seanniw trying to be a Jap Tourist2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/45.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most West Southern Point in AU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nerd Posing1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/41.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nerd Posing2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/40.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tired&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/39.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hungry or angry?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/38.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TOKAY @ south perth.. really nice dresses.. took this shot while waiting for red light to turn green..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/37.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/37.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bern's bday cake.. really sinful.. loaded with sweetness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/36.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/36.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/46.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wrist corsage for the dNd..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone wearing the corsage..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/48.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Li Nah n Lena..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115056102415205799?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115056102415205799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115056102415205799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115056102415205799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115056102415205799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/other-random-pix-perth.html' title='Other random pix - Perth'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115055648071859201</id><published>2006-06-17T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:49:41.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pix taken during KL - SG trip.. Jan 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margine: 0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/24.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L-R; Carmen n Vic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't Seanniw cute..?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/26.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin in SG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/27.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing yoga while asleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some shots on SG's CBD skyline..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/32.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Durian Kak (Shell in Hokkien dialect), SG's Esplanade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/33.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SG's CBD skyline - daytime..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/35.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115055648071859201?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115055648071859201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115055648071859201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115055648071859201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115055648071859201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-pix-taken-during-kl-sg-trip-jan.html' title='Random pix taken during KL - SG trip.. Jan 2006'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115048307812980212</id><published>2006-06-17T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T02:37:58.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Magnified - Chords n Lyrics</title><content type='html'>One of my all time fav songs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First heard it when Tash introduce in church.. way back then.. maybe 10-14 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by so quik.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE MAGNIFIED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn DeShazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY:G&lt;br /&gt; Em  D  Am7  &lt;br /&gt;I have  made You too small in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;G/B  C  D  Em  &lt;br /&gt;Oh  Lord   forgive  me  &lt;br /&gt; Em  D  Am7  &lt;br /&gt;And  I have believed in a lie &lt;br /&gt;G/B  C  D  Em  &lt;br /&gt;That  You were unable to help me &lt;br /&gt; G  D  Am  G/B  &lt;br /&gt;But  now oh  Lord I see my wrong   &lt;br /&gt;C  D  G  D  &lt;br /&gt; Heal my  heart and  show Yourself  strong &lt;br /&gt;G  D  Am  &lt;br /&gt; And in my eyes and with my song &lt;br /&gt;G/B  C  D  Em  C  D  G  &lt;br /&gt;Oh  Lord be  magnified, Oh  Lord be  magnified  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt; G  D  Am  G/B  C  &lt;br /&gt;Be  magnified oh  Lord     &lt;br /&gt; G/B  F  C  D  &lt;br /&gt;You are  highly ex alted    &lt;br /&gt;Bm7  Em  C  G/B  &lt;br /&gt;  And there is  nothing you can't  do &lt;br /&gt;Am  D  Em  D  &lt;br /&gt;  Oh  Lord my  eyes are on  You &lt;br /&gt; C  D  Em  C  D  G  &lt;br /&gt;Be magnified , Oh  Lord be magnified  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have leaned on the wisdom of men&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord forgive me&lt;br /&gt;And I have responded to them&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Your light and Your mercy&lt;br /&gt;But now oh Lord I see my wrong&lt;br /&gt;Heal my heart and show Yourself strong&lt;br /&gt;And in my eyes and with my song&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord be magnified, Oh Lord be magnified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)1992 Integrity's Hosanna! Music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115048307812980212?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115048307812980212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115048307812980212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115048307812980212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115048307812980212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-magnified-chords-n-lyrics.html' title='Be Magnified - Chords n Lyrics'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115045806389748705</id><published>2006-06-16T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T19:41:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I passed my CPAs..</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy.. over the moon.. very very relieved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would fail.. and was just pleading with God to have mercy on me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. I'm so glad.. that it's over.. finished the last of my papers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have to finish up the mentoring program.. and I would be a full fledged accountant.. and then mayb.. I could think about doing something else.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115045806389748705?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115045806389748705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115045806389748705&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115045806389748705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115045806389748705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-passed-my-cpas.html' title='I passed my CPAs..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115045140831321244</id><published>2006-06-16T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:50:08.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review - 2 Fast 2 Furious; Tokyo Drift</title><content type='html'>Watched it yesterday.. think it was the opening day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. it was certainly the best in the series.. when you talk abt the number of car races.. much better than no. 2.. and well it's not exactly true to no. 1.. u have diff characters in it.. and no relation to no. 1 until the very end.. when u see a familiar figure.. not gonna spoil ur movie.. but someone from no. 1 is in it.. a cameo role.. but yeah.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicks aren't that hot.. unless u like skinny jap chicks.. and slutty looking ones.. the main actress.. some dark skin cute gal.. is not too bad.. but when u compare her to initial D's suzuki.. no match lar.. now suzuki is the real jap chick!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. bottomline is.. if u love car chase/races.. this is DA movie for you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115045140831321244?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115045140831321244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115045140831321244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115045140831321244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115045140831321244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/movie-review-2-fast-2-furious-tokyo.html' title='Movie review - 2 Fast 2 Furious; Tokyo Drift'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115012775793545167</id><published>2006-06-12T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:54:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ba bi..</title><content type='html'>Hey people.. check out the &lt;strike&gt;right hand column&lt;/strike&gt; bottom section of my blog.. there's a new addition to me blogs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cute ba bi..  hehee.. nice rite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's initially meant to be after my profile on the right hand column.. however due to my lack of html skills.. it appeared alright only on Firefox web browser but if you're using Internet Explorer.. my whole sidebar on the right would be dropped to the bottom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so due to that.. i have to put ba bi at the bottom of the page until someone kind helps me out with the html part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any kind soul out there?? pls help... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115012775793545167?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115012775793545167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115012775793545167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115012775793545167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115012775793545167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-ba-bi.html' title='My Ba bi..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115009075337237787</id><published>2006-06-12T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:39:13.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Tipping..</title><content type='html'>So far so good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 out of 8 tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprises were the drawn match of T&amp;T v. Sweden and Ecuador defeating Poland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that.. the favourites did well to post their first wins in the 2006 WC final..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope more tips will come my way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have entered for 2 competitions in the office.. tipping and lucky draw.. total cost $13 ($10/$3 respectively).. the lucky draw one is a foregone conclusion.. i got Angola as my team.. was the second last person to register.. if i was the last ONE.. i would have gotten England.. haha.. judging frm the match vs. paraguay.. nothing to shout about.. but IF rooney does start in the T&amp;amp;T match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. England might do well.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really were without any creative force in the first match.. besides Beckham's free kick.. and some of Lampy's shots frm outside the box.. there wasn't anything to shout about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Gerrard assigned to DMC duties.. I really don't feel like watching England's matches already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that my fantasy league would do well.. will prolly let go of the 2 leagues and focus on the league with my colleagues.. it's more realistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wants to have a go at it.. it's still not too late.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://worldfantasy.foxsoccer.com"&gt; Fantasy World Cup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the code for the league is: 4798-730&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing that's happening over in the office.. we just got a foosball table.. will be right in front of my cubicle for the duration of the World Cup.. and i think it would b moved to the long awaited r&amp;r room.. =P  yay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115009075337237787?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115009075337237787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115009075337237787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115009075337237787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115009075337237787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-tipping.html' title='World Cup Tipping..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-115001708786721455</id><published>2006-06-11T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:11:27.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pauliesthots</title><content type='html'>was just thinking abt life.. nothing in particular during my shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking about how short life could actually be.. when you quantify it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i had this depressing thought since i was 11 or 12.. back then i just shut it off and told myself not to think of such stupid things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i suppose it's not that stupid to be thinking abt it.. but at the same time.. i guess i shld not let it overpower me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the positive frm it .. is that i shld take things more seriously and nothing for granted.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i havent explained wat i was thinking abt in detail.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. was just thinking how my parents are like 50ish.. and that fingers crossed.. they will live to be in their 70-80s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so say for argument sake.. 75.. that would give them abt 20-25 yrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. man.. that's too short.. wat i am gonna do without them.. who will i go to for sound advise?? who will i go to if i need comforting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially now.. when i am away here in PErth and they are back in KL.. we only get to see each other once a year.. so how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a rather depressing thought lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me wish that i was back in KL.. being able to see my parents and granny more often.. after all.. they are like the ppl who love me the most in this entire world.. not counting all the female fans that i have ..  (kidding ok.. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really.. i wish i could do something.. perhaps apply for PR for my parents.. i could prolly do that after the 2nd year of my PR.. think that would be july this year.. but might be easier if sean also got his PR.. then since both the siblings are sponsoring the parents.. then it would be easier.. will have to pray and seek advise.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not really sure if OZ life would be the life that my parents want.. their frens and parents are back home.. wat more.. their ministry is back home.. well dad did ask me to help organise a workshop for him here.. will have to give more thoughts abt that later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am digressing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point of this entry is that.. life is short.. i should try to make the most of life.. dont take it negatively.. but i should do everything to the fullest.. and not procrastinate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ie. if i want to be a senior in the firm by end of June this year.. i should have empower myself by leading more often and taking up the challenges of conducting the training sessions.. and reading up on more boring technical issues.. sighz.. that's not really what i want in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i do not want to be stuck behind the office looking to see if anyone muck up their accounts.. i do not want to waste my life like tat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to work 50-60 hour weeks and earn tons of $$.. only to see my kids grow up without knowing/spending time with their daddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make a difference in this world.. so far.. i can say that frm the approach i have taken.. a lifestyle evangelism approach.. it's been working.. at work.. but then.. i dun see the fruits.. or i dun even get to share abt my life.. well perhaps its because i never went looking.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes.. i do blive God preserved my life for things greater than what i am doing right now.. and yes i do blive that He is shaping, molding me right this very moment.. or else what am i doing here in PErth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't His workings.. i don't think I would be here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very fact that things worked out so smoothly.. it's a sign that He had a hand in all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have my brother here.. to share this chapter of my life.. is certainly a Masterpiece created by Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a good church to worship in.. to grow in.. good Christian friends to count on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a new group of friends to hang out with.. good clean fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is certainly His doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not completely satisfied.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not the end.. it's only the beginning.. and i hope that the next 25 years of my life.. i would be able to do things that would impact the world and make Him proud.. i want to give the best years of my life to Him.. i do not want to retire from the work force.. and then only say.. Lord.. here i am .. a retired old fart.. take me and use me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not putting retirees down.. hey.. everyone and anyone who is in the Lord's service deserves a pat on their shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not everyone's parents would give their child the freedom to do that.. most asian parents would want their kids to be b a professional.. and make tons of $$.. and build big homes.. drive big cars.. (This is only a general illustration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they would be happy either ways.. as long as I am following the calling of the Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far.. I don't think He has called me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was younger.. i used to tell Him.. Lord pls dun ask me to be a missionary.. &lt;br /&gt;i was afraid tat i would lack the finances.. but after being a full time worker's kid for the past 10/12 years.. i can testify that God has never ever left us alone without enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess from that.. i can be secured in Him.. that He is indeed Jehovah Jireh.. I have seen Him carrying and protecting me thru all these times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alwiz thought about doing short term missions.. tentmaking.. using my profession as a tool to enter places without/lacking Christ.. and reaching out.. China seems like a good place for my profession.. but i can't speak Mandarin.. and YES.. i shld go for classes.. (procrastination here.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like how i told my frens.. mayb teach english is better.. might go take up TESL (teaching english as second language).. mayb i will do tat after completing my 3 yrs in accounting.. and achieving my CPA.. i might just head back to uni or tafe and get the TESL cert.. that would open up doors..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-115001708786721455?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/115001708786721455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=115001708786721455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115001708786721455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/115001708786721455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/pauliesthots.html' title='pauliesthots'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114960869902406376</id><published>2006-06-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:45:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking nothing for granted..</title><content type='html'>absence makes the heart grow fonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does tat mean i am fond of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know for sure that i am missing seeing you online.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if i wanna be totally missing you forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i wanna sing "back for good"..  =P  even though it's one of my fav songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back for Good - Take That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now it's time for me to give up &lt;br /&gt;I feel it's time &lt;br /&gt;Got a picture of you beside me &lt;br /&gt;Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup &lt;br /&gt;Got a fist of pure emotion &lt;br /&gt;Got a head of shattered dreams &lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it &lt;br /&gt;I just want you back for good &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it &lt;br /&gt;You'll be right and understood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware but underlined I figured out this story &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good &lt;br /&gt;But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory &lt;br /&gt;But that was not to be &lt;br /&gt;In the twist of separation you excelled at being free &lt;br /&gt;Can't you find a little room inside for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it &lt;br /&gt;I just want you back for good &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it &lt;br /&gt;You'll be right and understood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be together, this time is forever &lt;br /&gt;We'll be fighting and forever we will be &lt;br /&gt;So complete in our love &lt;br /&gt;We will never be uncovered again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it &lt;br /&gt;I just want you back for good &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it &lt;br /&gt;You'll be right and understood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now it's time, that you came back for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/taking-nothing-for-granted.html' title='taking nothing for granted..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114958256430747530</id><published>2006-06-06T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:29:24.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things u do when u fall in love..</title><content type='html'>just randoms thoughts tat was goin thru my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to jot it down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me acts of love is how i express myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's something like a testimony of how one love another and it's something tangible.. that u are able to look back and see evidence of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it would require some amount of sacrifice.. opportunity cost of something.. pride/dignity/money/time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously not everything goes according to plan.. there are those that are hits and those that u would cringe thinking abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;own experiences.. in no particular order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanted to get her roses.. but due to lack of funds (pocket money).. and creative thinking.. went to the pasar malam and bought a dozen roses (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = night market in Malaysia).. the roses were wrapped in newspaper and there were still thorns and the stems were too long.. so of course.. needed trimming.. so voila.. went to the nearest florist.. and thank God the owner wasn't around.. left only the staff who was kind enuff to charge me a token sum for beautifying the roses.. ie. getting rid of the thorns/cutting the stems to an acceptable length for a bouquet.. wrapping with silver wrap and ribbon.. then took a taxi to the party.. presented it to her.. ehhee.. can't remember wat happened but she must have been happy.. i got kisses later on.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;this was back in the days when i was under the legal age to drive.. had to use my kaki (legs) to get me to her.. i think it must have taken at least half an hour.. pass her a tape.. not sure wat it was.. but yeah.. 30 mins walk to just pass the girl of ur dreams something.. =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we had a tiff.. weren't talkin for a couple of days.. she liked ice skating.. i couldn't skate.. under normal circumstances.. i wouldn't even entertain the thought of humiliating myself in public.. but i knew she would really like it.. and i really wanted to make up and make her happy.. so there we were.. on the skating rink.. there i was.. first time skating.. and landed on my arse a couple of times.. but it was all worth it.. seeing her smiling.. that night was one of those memorable nights in our rship.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; i wanted to surprise her with a visit as she was back in her home country.. managed to recruit one of her friends to ask her to go shoppin and then i would bum into her.. place of meeting was borders.. plan didnt work out so well as i was reading in one of the aisle.. and she saw me.. before i could surprise her.. =(&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.. she was really really happy.. ^_^ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; i got her a christmas tree while she was away.. got some help frm her cousin to set up the tree.. tat was the ez part.. the hard part was the purchasing of tree and decor.. as i was doin it in my spontaneous ways.. i only decided to get her the tree like a couple of days b4 christmas.. and most christmas decors were all sold out.. and the tree.. wanted to get a 3/4ft tree.. had to go searching.. managed to find one after must querying of friends.. and got the decors from the display units frm Ikea.. haha.. it was nerve wrecking.. approaching the staff and asking.. if they would sell me their displays.. haha.. thankfully there were enuff bulbs and figurines to make the tree beautiful.. end result, she was one happy gal during christmas.. =) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; i was away doin a course.. where i stayed in dorms.. and it was near the stadium where she was gonna cheer lead.. managed to get a fren to drive me to the stadium early in the morning so that i could be there with her.. helping her with make up and all.. made her day, envy of her friends.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; she was sick.. got my precious herbs (ginseng i think, this was in oz.. i try to hoard my herbs =P) and boil it for her to drink.. also cook porridge for her.. nursing her to health.. haha.. it's not that dramatic.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; getting her a gift for graduation.. knowing that she's such a fashion queen.. it was quite a tight one.. getting something nice and meeting my student budget.. managed to get a really beautiful watch (in my humble opinion).. think she was totally lost for words ^_^  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; car hunting for her car.. running thru checks to see if the car is buyable.. ruffling ppl's feathers for being so fussy.. =P  it was good fun..   seeing her mad at the car owner for tryin to cheat us.. had to comfort her.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;we had some memorable times.. =) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; goin to melbourne with her.. eating, shoppin, visiting together for 5 days?? it was a wonderful time together.. living with her zanyness.. being so excited over all the nice shops.. hehe.. and i think the highlight of the trip was goin to Buller Mountain and seeing snow falling frm the sky for the first time.. she was tearing bcoz of the happiness.. seeing her in that state.. was worth it all.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?? do share what you have encountered.. someone doing something for you or you being the Do-er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic act of love i have heard is someone going abroad to study with their partner.. and without the finances to do so.. tat requires a huge amount of love to make that decision and i respect him for it.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114958256430747530?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114917833619437013</id><published>2006-06-01T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T17:19:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquorshop - Updated @ 4 June 2006</title><content type='html'>Hard Liquor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Absolut Vodka - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;2. Kahlua - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;3. Baileys - 1 Liter &lt;strong&gt;(OPENED)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jim Bean (Bourbon) - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;5. Chivas Regal (12 yo) Scotch Whisky - 1.14 Liter&lt;br /&gt;6. Cognac Camus XR - 1 Liter&lt;br /&gt;7. Moet &amp; Chandon Champagne (Brut Imperial) - 750 ml&lt;br /&gt;8. Jack Daniel's (Whiskey) - 1 litre&lt;br /&gt;9. Bacardi Rum - 1 litre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jane Brook - Cabernet Sauvignon 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Annie's Lane, Clare Valley - Shiraz 2003 (2)&lt;br /&gt;3. Xanadu, Margaret River - Secession; Shiraz Cabernet 2004 (1)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Reserve; Shiraz 2003 (4)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Reserve; Shiraz 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;6. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Orlando; Shiraz Cabernet 2000 (1)&lt;br /&gt;6. Leeuwin Estate, Margaret River - Prelude Vineyards; Cabernet Merlot 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;White&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Xanadu, Margaret River - Show Reserve; Semillon 2000 (1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Vogager Estate, Margaret River - Sauvignon Blanc Semillon 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;3. Amberly Estate, Margaret River - Chimney Brush; Chenin Blanc 2005 (2)&lt;br /&gt;4. Brown Brothers, Milawa - Moscato 2005 (1)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jacob's Creek, Barossa Valley - Orlando; Chardonnay 2002 (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Becks/ James Squire/Asahi/Corona/Crown Lager/Grolsch/Ginger beer.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114917833619437013?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114917833619437013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114917833619437013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114917833619437013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114917833619437013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/06/liquorshop-updated-4-june-2006.html' title='Liquorshop - Updated @ 4 June 2006'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114908846173898870</id><published>2006-05-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:14:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.. mom &amp; dad..</title><content type='html'>have u ever felt like not speaking to ur parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i have.. of late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's the topics they keep harping on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know they are concern for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dun hav to keep asking me on a weekly basis right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sien abt it lor.. current fav questions are abt girls.. and my new place of residence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.. i wanna die liao.. dunno how my mom can alwiz come up with new worries abt me shifting house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girls.. sighz.. now i know wat ppl are talkin abt when they talk abt parental pressure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of headache man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i dowan to talk to them.. just tat i'm not comfy in talking abt these 2 subjects week in, week out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one.. they do not need to worry abt me n girls lar.. i'm 100% straight.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the right girl comes along.. i will definitely try to chase and sweep her off her feet lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and place of residence.. there are things which is not in my ctrl lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i hope my parents would know tat i do treasure and value them lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that sometimes it can be frustrating lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking me q's which really doesn't help lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me whether i miss home or not.. aiyoo.. how to tell them i miss home wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat can be done?? i have to be here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. malaysia does not look like a good place to be residing in at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my thots a couple of months ago.. i think goin back for holidays is fine... nothing more lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shld b settling down here on a more permanent basis.. unless i decide to enhance my career in UK or USA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that's altogether another entry lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. mom and dad shld be coming over for a visit end of the year if the tickets are reasonable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wouldnt go back.. save $$ for rainy day.. or for my further studies.. or for my wedding.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114908846173898870?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114908846173898870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114908846173898870&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114908846173898870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114908846173898870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/sorry-mom-dad.html' title='sorry.. mom &amp; dad..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114856927478861287</id><published>2006-05-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:01:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a year already..</title><content type='html'>my my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has really come and gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been one year since i have &lt;strike&gt;migrated&lt;/strike&gt; moved to Perth and.. I'm &lt;strike&gt;happy, contented, grateful, satisfied..&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's prolly an OK move.. for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would I have preferred working in KL.. I'm not too sure about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the things that I had to leave behind.. was it all worth while??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again.. the things that I have found here in Perth.. does it make it all worth while??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, I do want to make this a thanksgiving sort of entry.. a reflection of what has gone wrong and right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps a summary would do for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for having a Grand Aunt here to settle me down.. it's always great to have someone pick u up from the airport.. especially when u r leaving home on a permanent basis.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night.. I really missed home.. but was fortunate that my cousin was home.. gave me access to the Net.. managed to chat with some friends.. felt more at home I guess.. ^_^ wonders of technology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I thank God for friends like Vic and Norm.. even though we hardly knew each other then.. they welcomed me into their house and made the effort to get me as comfy as possible.. I can't thank them enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course thru them.. I got to know of GenGrace.. I have left behind precious friends.. but have &lt;strike&gt;more than replaced them with better&lt;/strike&gt;  made new buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I never bothered venturing to other churches mainly due to my comfyness in Grace.. the smallness of the church.. well.. it's a really good environment.. able to know everyone.. dun feel cold.. and just waiting to grow.. as the prophet/speaker that came recently.. he prophesied that we would grow in 3 months time..&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be exciting times.. not sure what else he said on sunday.. coz I was away in FCC.. but I'm sure that good things are coming Grace Assembly's way..   =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to be here.. it's like what happened with my home church.. we used to be well.. smaller than now.. and I have been there since I was 6.. growing up and knowing all the aunties and uncles.. you feel good to be an old timer.. playin some role in the growth of the church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I hope that I would be able to make myself useful in whatever role that is available.. only God knows why I am here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful and happy that my kid bro is here with me.. think life without him would be dull and boring.. he has certainly brighten up my life.. and I don't think that we have hanged out so often before in our lives.. I used to NOT want him around me when I'm out with my friends.. but now.. it's a diff story.. we share the same friends.. and we hang out with each other's friends.. pretty cool as..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise.. I don't think there is much to talk abt.. I definitely have learnt a lot.. am thankful that there has been a bunch of ppl that I'm close to.. however the core group has been broken up.. due to ppl resigning.. so it's just left me and LW.. it's pretty sad.. we really had good times.. just chatting.. 3 girls and a guy.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;that's our core grp.. plus a couple more ppl.. sighz..&lt;br /&gt;I would leave too.. but I need to fulfil my CPA requirements.. life is such a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;Also.. I am kind of restless.. mayb thinking that I'm underpaid for what I do.. hopefully come this review.. I would get some remuneration for the workdone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling that I would be the last one from the group to leave.. hopefully I would be able to survive til then.. God help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.. to be continued.. this entry has suddenly become depressing.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114856927478861287?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114856927478861287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114856927478861287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114856927478861287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114856927478861287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-year-already.html' title='it&apos;s been a year already..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114822584726313280</id><published>2006-05-21T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:37:27.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.. monday coming.. crap.. =(</title><content type='html'>Went to FCC for church service..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. headed to the hills.. Kalamunda for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly the french restaurant was well known for pastries.. ended up eating quiche and platter shit.. nothing to shout about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream down the road.. home made.. place called Collodel.. was not too bad.. smooth.. some of my colleagues said it was the best in Perth that they have tried.. but I think I still prefer Simmo's..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home.. with a major headache.. no idea why.. decided to rest a while before heading for baddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore.. failed to wash car again.. sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only had 1 court.. so took turns playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at a jap takeaway restaurant called Ohnimaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better quality than Taka.. of course slightly pricier.. but had a voucher from the Entertainment Book.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take about today's sermon.. about contentment.. but will do that another day.. it's getting late.. gotta sleep soon.. once I kick seannie off the bed! haha..  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114822584726313280?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114822584726313280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114822584726313280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114822584726313280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114822584726313280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-monday-coming-crap.html' title='Sunday.. monday coming.. crap.. =('/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114784013984882092</id><published>2006-05-17T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:39:01.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your song..</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that was special between you and your partner??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of mine was.. "I knew I loved you" by Savage Garden.. or what she used to call them.. Sabo Garden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it become our song??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. we were about to share our first kiss.. when the song came on air.. so apt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest was history.. it continued to hold special meaning to us when we were together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Msbt9FKnhw4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's intuition&lt;br /&gt;But some things you just don't question&lt;br /&gt;Like in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see my future in an instant&lt;br /&gt;And there it goes&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found my best friend&lt;br /&gt;I know that it might sound more than a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I think I dreamed you into life&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just no rhyme or reason&lt;br /&gt;Only this sense of completion&lt;br /&gt;And in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the missing pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found my way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it might sound more than a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I think I dreamed you into life&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand angels dance around you&lt;br /&gt;I am complete now that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I think I dreamed you into life&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting all my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114784013984882092?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114784013984882092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114784013984882092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114784013984882092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114784013984882092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-song.html' title='Your song..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114783945747344179</id><published>2006-05-17T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T12:17:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA group activities..</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said in my previous entry.. there will be a social dance.. it's on 18th June.. &lt;br /&gt;5-7 pm.. cost $5 pax.. there will be hi-tea as well.. the famous durian cake from FCC is one of the highlights.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of u, gengracers.. the video frm the dNd would feature Siang dancing as well.. so don't miss the opportunity to see our buddy dancing!!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes for beginners would start the following week.. 25th June.. cost $15 for 4 lessons.. time not confirmed.. but shld be 3 something to 5pm.. then after that.. it's the advanced classes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social dance needs to be RSVP by 9th June and the beginners/advanced classes need to be RSVP by 18th June.. so give me a buzz if you are interested!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114783945747344179?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114783945747344179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114783945747344179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114783945747344179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114783945747344179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/ya-group-activities.html' title='YA group activities..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114775996359434548</id><published>2006-05-16T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:12:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA group Dinner and Dance - 060506</title><content type='html'>What's this dNd about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a sort of finale or graduation for some who attended 7 beginner lessons on ballroom dancing.. during that time, we learnt some basic steps, moves for the cha cha.. jive.. rock n roll.. waltz.. it was held on Sunday evenings, south of Perth.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a place for ppl who had started working.. ie. young adults.. to learn dancing and also at the same time.. network with one another.. it was a great idea.. there were like people from all over the place.. various churches.. and i think there might have been non-christians as well.. so it was a good way for evangelism as well?? linking to the ballroom dancing activity.. we also have badminton activities on Saturday evenings at Wesley College.. &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. getting back to the dNd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night started with me picking up my dance partner.. I prefer dancing with limited number of ppl.. so that we can be familiar with the steps.. all in all.. I think I danced with 2 other girls on a more frequent basis.. but in the end, when we were asked to chose our partner for the dance.. we just ended up with each other.. for no other reason than we had just finished dancing.. and were next to each other.. while the rest were rushing to select their partners.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, there I was.. arriving around 6.. (dinner was 630).. the girls weren't ready yet.. yes.. i was picking up 2 other girls as well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we made it there.. the place was not too bad.. the dancing floor was bigger than expected.. we had about 100 people that night.. not a bad number.. considering 2 wks before.. we had barely 50 people.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contributed 20 people via sending emails to mutual friends.. never thought that there would be so many ppl out there who are eager to join something that they have no idea.. but then.. it was all good.. i think they were mostly non christians.. hope that the short message would have somehow planted some seeds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. dinner was served first.. then short message.. then dances.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was so so lar.. appetiser was pumpkin soup.. mains was either beef or fish.. i had beef.. desserts were coffee/tea and cakes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 2 dances which were supposed to be evaluated.. the cha cha.. and the waltz.. didn't do too well in both of them.. the dance floor was actually quite crowded and my dance partner's dress was too long.. was afraid to step on the hem during the waltz.. but i enjoyed myself.. that i think was the most impt thing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. we had dances open to the other ppl as well.. line dancing.. free dancing.. danced with a couple of other girls.. got to know ppl on my table.. it was really a good night.. something different i guess.. some what like a ball.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. the night ended about 12.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nowadays.. when i hear some music playing over the airwaves.. my legs would be tapping in beat with the music.. longing to dance.. haha!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be a social dance come mid june.. also there will be a dvd presentation from the dNd.. so if you are interested in joining the beginner's class.. do come on that day.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114775996359434548?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114775996359434548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114775996359434548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114775996359434548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114775996359434548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/ya-group-dinner-and-dance-060506.html' title='YA group Dinner and Dance - 060506'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114666815329642463</id><published>2006-05-03T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:55:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings..</title><content type='html'>just talked to an old fren online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are planning a trip to the Orang Asli (OA)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talkin abt the trip we went.. which is like moons ago.. back when we were still in college.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were happy times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really had a great time during my youth.. frm primary school to high school.. reckon it kept getting better and better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me miss home once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the sermon that Pastor Cara gave was good.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how she described Perth being such an ulu place and all.. but we really need to rebuke that spirit lar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not good.. Perth is growing and I guess in a way.. unique in its own way.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like Pastor Cara's sermons.. very easy to comprehend and full of details/backgrd and also personal experiences as illustrations to get the congregation to apply..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114666815329642463?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114666815329642463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114666815329642463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114666815329642463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114666815329642463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/ramblings.html' title='ramblings..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114658639061293615</id><published>2006-05-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:13:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commendation..</title><content type='html'>I received commendation frm big boss at work.. he emailed the whole department.. after a chat with one of my client's MD.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently last year.. the client was a real pain.. has been a real pain.. they would rather have a smaller firm audit them.. i reckon.. less hassle for them.. less disclosure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but due to their parent entity using us internationally.. they are forced to take us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do know the secret of things workin out so well this year.. God has been there every step of the way.. everytime I meet up with the client.. i would pray first.. askin Him for divine help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great to get a pat on the back once in a while.. certainly not the first time from big boss.. but first time he emailing ppl.. must be really gd news.. esp. since the MD said.. he is happy to have us back next year!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time a client was happy.. big boss only said it verbally.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i am doing something right here.. hopefully that would mean a gd appraisal come end of financial year.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114658639061293615?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114658639061293615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114658639061293615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114658639061293615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114658639061293615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/05/commendation.html' title='Commendation..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114633056011895494</id><published>2006-04-30T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:09:20.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparisons..</title><content type='html'>I get this countless of times.. whenever I say that I used to study in Brissy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY: So what do you think of Perth?? Which is better?? PERTH or BRISSY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: For SPORTS; ie. FOOTY - BRISBANE RULEZ ok!!.. yar.. mayb a couple of years ago lar.. the Lions are an aging team.. sighz.. but I'm a hardcore loyal Brissy fella when it comes to sports.. I support the Lions - Footy and Broncos - NRL.. don't even talk to me abt rugby union.. I only watch Rugby Union for the internationals.. but if you are talkin abt domestic rugby games.. give me league anytime!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. back to Brissy vs. Perth.. well.. the weather is pretty much similar I reckon.. though Brissy could be more humid coz it's more tropical weather?? and it's cooler here in Perth.. but both states have a lot of outdoors type of stuff.. tourist attractions.. thats what I think anyways.. like in Qld.. I love the coasts.. Gold Coast.. totally tourisy place.. and then Noose/Sunshine Coast.. lovely.. so many places that is not spoilt by tourists yet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Perth.. you have ur South or North.. I have only gone down South.. Margaret River.. well Augusta being the furthest thus far.. more nature stuff I reckon.. over here that I do.. wineries, beaches, caves, treetop walks.. (in the future.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urm.. I guess bottomline.. both places have their good points and bad kua.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Brissy.. but I'm beginning to love Perth too.. though pretty limited things to do.. but I reckon it's bcoz I do not know what are the happening stuff over here yet.. hheee.. not sure what I meant by that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I do know that I don't club here in Perth.. bcoz I see so many ang mohs.. and I'm pretty worried that it's not safe lar.. loads of ppl get drunk and become silly.. &lt;br /&gt;Whereas back in Brissy.. we have Asian clubs and I feel safer??&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see that much drunks or rowdyness.. have to discount Ippy.. that's like a redneck city lar.. but it's getting better.. even though Pauline Hanson is from there.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Brissy city is also bigger I think.. but Swan River is better.. i think PErth city is built ard it.. so better scenery.. esp. South PErth.. lovely.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that brings out the beauty of the rivers.. is the time when they have fireworks.. back in Brissy it was during the Riverfest in Sept.. really lovely time.. but can;t see much of the river.. crowded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas.. in perth.. its the australia day in Jan.. just sitting by the river @ the Esplanade.. really splendid!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess living in australia isnt so bad after all huh?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really hope for natural beauty in KL.. all the smog and dust and pollution.. and what river?? klang river?? city's sewerage in it.. yuckz!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. ok.. i know i'm digressing but KL do have it's own attractions which makes me long for it.. or mayb it's just a stupid thingy that I can't get over.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people would give an arm or mayb a leg too.. to be able to move to OZ.. to start a life here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I alwiz moan about how IF only my friends, the food (asian and mamak), the family were all here.. then it would truly be heaven.. mayb shoppin centres that don't shut til 10pm and open daily would help too..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pasar mlms.. oh boy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't have everything.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to start each new day.. and remember to give my best wherever I am.. or else how can I give myself a chance to enjoy this place called home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me, God.. to love this place called Perth.. to make it my home for however long that I would be here for.. to make the best of it.. to be a history maker in this land of yours.. to make an impact.. to be your instrument.. to stop protesting about being here only temporary.. to stop being nonchalant about things.. to use my God given skills.. (fine.. not much there.. ) maybe even find a mate here.. hehe.. yar.. this is SO important.. haven't talked about girls in my blog for a while already.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOd.. are you listening to my prayers?? When will I meet this girl?? the One that You have set apart for me?? LOrd.. is it soon?? Soon as in my type of timing.. not Your Heavenly timing.. which might be forever in terms of human time.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. I will end this with.. "Let Your Will be done, not mine.. but Yours, &lt;br /&gt;O' Lord, my God.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114633056011895494?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114633056011895494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114633056011895494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114633056011895494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114633056011895494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/comparisons.html' title='Comparisons..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114632852002830179</id><published>2006-04-30T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:35:20.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This time last year..</title><content type='html'>I think.. this time last year.. I was studying for my CPA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have resigned from Deloitte mid April..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SG for hols and back home to &lt;strike&gt;slog&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;em&gt;revise&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it was prolly one of the happiest feeling.. the feeling of freedom.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From depressive work.. I was really at my end's wits.. major big audits during the peak.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell sick like 2 weeks before I left.. really high temp.. weak like hell.. concern for my juniors.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I was sick.. yet still worked on.. coz the Firm was short of experience staff.. in the end.. why do I care so much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM i so responsible?? Shld I be?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that's all in the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here.. I guess it's the same.. experience staff are a premium.. and we still r getting tons of jobs coming in.. sighz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more year.. and it's goodbye audit.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But saying goodbye is one thing.. the other thing is.. What do I welcome??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else I could do at this point in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me doing e-com as my other major.. I forgo finance.. so it would be a bit tough trying to enter the finance world immediately.. would need to retrain.. go tafe?? back to uni? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial accounting?? Hmm.. could be a possibility.. but it would have to be a really good company.. or I might die of boredom.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gov job.. might be an idea.. esp. if I wanna take up my Masters.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or go into business.. however.. I think I'm still pretty raw in that aspect.. need to network further before I can even think abt venturing into that line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.. if there is an opportunity.. I'm open..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114632852002830179?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114632852002830179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114632852002830179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114632852002830179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114632852002830179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-time-last-year.html' title='This time last year..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114606577204869828</id><published>2006-04-26T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:22:56.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 brothers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/11.0.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seano and me at Wino's, Margaret River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/13.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seano and me at Voyager Estate, Margaret River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/10.0.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seano and me at Gnaburup Beach, Margaret River&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114606577204869828?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114606577204869828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114606577204869828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606577204869828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606577204869828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-brothers.html' title='2 brothers..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114606491479493544</id><published>2006-04-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:21:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool stuff during down south trip..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/9.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer tasting at Colonial Brewery, Margaret River.. 5 diff beers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/5.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/5.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 diff types of desserts at Food Farmacy, Dunsborough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water in beakers at Food Farmacy, Dunsborough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114606491479493544?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114606491479493544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114606491479493544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606491479493544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606491479493544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/cool-stuff-during-down-south-trip.html' title='Cool stuff during down south trip..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114606455070639141</id><published>2006-04-26T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:15:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Leeuwin Lighthouse, Augusta, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and seannie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and seannie 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seannie being a cheeky asian bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seannie being a cheeky asian bugger 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114606455070639141?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114606455070639141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114606455070639141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606455070639141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114606455070639141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/cape-leeuwin-lighthouse-augusta-wa.html' title='Cape Leeuwin Lighthouse, Augusta, WA'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114564419037140783</id><published>2006-04-22T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:56:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Tear Jerkers MVs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7WT4m1g80cQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tong Hua by Guang Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aePfpcooIU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aePfpcooIU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a Girl by KISS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114564419037140783?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114564419037140783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114564419037140783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114564419037140783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114564419037140783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/classic-tear-jerkers-mvs.html' title='Classic Tear Jerkers MVs..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114485598011664840</id><published>2006-04-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:28:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Johari Window so far..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align:center;border-spacing:0px; border-collapse:collapse;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#ccf"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000D4; font-weight:bold"&gt;dependable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000055"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000FF; font-weight:bold"&gt;introverted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000055"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000D4; font-weight:bold"&gt;sensible&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000AA; font-weight:bold"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#fcc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#4C0000"&gt;accepting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;adaptable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;brave&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#CC0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;calm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;idealistic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#4C0000"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;modest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#4C0000"&gt;organised&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#4C0000"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;reflective&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;responsive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;self-assertive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;tense&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000; font-weight:bold"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#190000"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000"&gt;wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#cfc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;background:#ccc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.8em"&gt; bold, clever, dignified, energetic, extroverted, happy, ingenious, knowledgeable, loving, nervous, powerful, proud, quiet, searching, self-conscious, silly, spontaneous, sympathetic, witty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Dominant Traits&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;55%&lt;/b&gt; of people think that Genxenn is &lt;b&gt;mature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;able&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;accepting&lt;/b&gt; (16%) &lt;b&gt;adaptable&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;bold (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;brave&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;calm&lt;/b&gt; (44%) &lt;b&gt;caring&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;cheerful&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;clever (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;complex&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;confident&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;dependable&lt;/b&gt; (27%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;dignified (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;energetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;extroverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;friendly&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;giving&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;happy (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;helpful&lt;/b&gt; (22%) &lt;b&gt;idealistic&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;independent&lt;/b&gt; (22%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;ingenious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;intelligent&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;introverted&lt;/b&gt; (33%) &lt;b&gt;kind&lt;/b&gt; (16%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;knowledgeable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;loving (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;mature&lt;/b&gt; (55%) &lt;b&gt;modest&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;nervous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;observant&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;organised&lt;/b&gt; (16%) &lt;b&gt;patient&lt;/b&gt; (16%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;powerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;proud (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;quiet (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;reflective&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;b&gt;relaxed&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;religious&lt;/b&gt; (22%) &lt;b&gt;responsive&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;searching (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;self-assertive&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;self-conscious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sensible&lt;/b&gt; (27%) &lt;b&gt;sentimental&lt;/b&gt; (22%) &lt;b&gt;shy&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;silly (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;spontaneous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;sympathetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;tense&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt; (33%) &lt;b&gt;warm&lt;/b&gt; (5%) &lt;b&gt;wise&lt;/b&gt; (11%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;witty (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000; padding:8px; text-align:center;background:#eee"&gt; Created by the &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interactive Johari Window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 27.4.2006, using data from 18 respondents.&lt;br&gt; You can &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;make your own Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=Genxenn"&gt;view Genxenn's full data&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114485598011664840?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114485598011664840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114485598011664840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114485598011664840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114485598011664840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-johari-window-so-far.html' title='My Johari Window so far..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114484540847604740</id><published>2006-04-12T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:36:48.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Window..</title><content type='html'>Dear friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please follow the link and give your feedback..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to know what is me.. and what is not.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Genxenn"&gt;Click ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114484540847604740?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114484540847604740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114484540847604740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114484540847604740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114484540847604740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/johari-window.html' title='Johari Window..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114451520085971457</id><published>2006-04-09T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:53:20.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 cars which are likely candidates for my char bor.. in future..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114451520085971457?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114451520085971457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114451520085971457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114451520085971457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114451520085971457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-cars-which-are-likely-candidates-for.html' title='2 cars which are likely candidates for my char bor.. in future..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114424818455828529</id><published>2006-04-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:10:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 babies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/TT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/TT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby.. Audi TT Coupe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/TT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/TT1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice ass, huh.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Droolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/rx8rev_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/rx8rev_hero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RX-8, my mistress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/rx81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/rx81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Chilli Pepper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/rx8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/rx8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like it black, better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/443115_14_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/443115_14_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/443115_15_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/443115_15_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/443115_33_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/443115_33_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114424818455828529?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114424818455828529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114424818455828529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114424818455828529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114424818455828529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-2-babies.html' title='My 2 babies..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114346977325286963</id><published>2006-03-27T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:37:28.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday dinner blues..</title><content type='html'>Apalar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taurus for dinner.. but closed.. *dope*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then instead of just settling for the Spore Hawker tat was at Willeton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Spencer.. and guess what.. CLOSED.. *double dope*.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I guess.. learnt one thing today.. chinese shop dun open on Mondays.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up having Burger King/Hungry Jacks.. it was either that or KFC.. guess we settled for BK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcoz of the free refills.. so there we were.. two brothers.. eating BK, sipping Coke.. reading the newspapers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful thing.. spending some quality time.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ppl are getting married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a school mate is getting married.. so quik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think they went steady last year.. and now engaged liao.. wah.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the rock darn big somemore.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.. my lil cousin apparently told her mummy.. that she and her bf are planning to get married end of next year.. poor aunty.. she had to ring my mom to ask wat to do.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old is my cuz.. i think one or two years younger than me.. hmm.. ok lar.. think she's been dating him for like ages.. back in high school.. albeit sneaking behind parent's back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daveo is like getting married soon too.. hmm forgot to ask how big was the ring.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao lar.. i'm missing out on the weddings.. i want to eat all the food!! hehe.. and see pretty girls too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they will have the gd sense to have their weddings in Dec..&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my bz weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played some cricket.. first time in my life.. alwiz thought it was a freaking boring game.. but when u actually play it.. can be quite fun.. and painful too.. if u are not careful.. i was lucky to get hit once.. thank God, it was just practice and I was the batsman.. my colleague throw the ball.. and well.. I managed to miss the ball and it nearly ended my future generations.. fortunately kena my thigh.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know that some of the chaps had protection.. i thought when they ask for protectives.. i was thinkin of the knee pads.. to block those bowls that sometimes hit ur leg.. but no.. its like a plastic cup.. to protect ur crown jewels.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 2 teams.. A and B.. no surprises that i'm in B.. we lost all 3 games.. it's ok lar.. we had a girl and me.. in a team of 8 players.. so not equal versus all the other 3 teams.. they were strong and all men team.. our A team made it to the grand final but lost to EY.. so it's not too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/cricket%20grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/cricket%20grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also had my weekly dance classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;improving my steps.. but still a bit slow when there is variation.. managed to embarassed myself and my dance partner during the waltz.. forgot the directions for the new variation.. and everyone was looking at us coz we were doing row by rows.. sighz.. major embarassment.. now no girl would wanna have me as their partner.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must practice.. gonna keep practising til its second nature.. =)&lt;br /&gt;though it much easier doing it alone.. but when u are dancing with a partner.. then the difficulty level increases.. coz the man is suppose to lead the woman.. *bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thru learning how to dance.. this can make guys more assertive lar.. hehe.. wat a way to put it.. but seriously lor.. if the guy does not lead.. the girl wouldnt know which direction to go.. it's really interesting.. i can't imagine myself being in this position say mayb 3 years ago.. i alwiz thought that ballroom dancing was for old folks.. u know.. line dancing.. all the aunties dancing.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i take it all back lar.. it's a good experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is a year of learning and achieving new things.. new skills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will continue to pick up new stuff.. play more golf.. to be competent in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb learn a new language if i have the time.. Mandarin would be a priority i guess.. considering that China is the market to be in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better end here.. the comp is lagging badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114346977325286963?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114346977325286963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114346977325286963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114346977325286963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114346977325286963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/03/monday-dinner-blues.html' title='monday dinner blues..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114287173387170816</id><published>2006-03-21T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:22:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my good friend's wedding pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i think not so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this one better.. but i got comment from other ppl that the lighting too bright.. hmm.. and the rocks.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114287173387170816?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114287173387170816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114287173387170816&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114287173387170816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114287173387170816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-good-friends-wedding-pics.html' title='my good friend&apos;s wedding pics..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114261511659378209</id><published>2006-03-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:19:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon at Full Moon..</title><content type='html'>Talking about honeymoons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got some nice pix of a resort in Maldives.. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.fullmoonmaldives.com"&gt;Full Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine is gonna romp around with her hubby sometime later this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really gorgeous place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/pic-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/pic-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/pic-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/pic-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/pic-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/pic-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/pic-14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/320/pic-14a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114261511659378209?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114261511659378209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114261511659378209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114261511659378209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114261511659378209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/03/honeymoon-at-full-moon.html' title='Honeymoon at Full Moon..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114199301908102028</id><published>2006-03-10T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:16:59.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Hot Spots</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://travel.msn.com/Guides/article.aspx?cp-documentid=259125&amp;GT1=7884"&gt;MSN.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the wedding is over and the last guest has left, most couples look forward to their honeymoon—a week or two of unwinding, relaxing and spending quality time together in an exotic spot somewhere around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoons come in all shapes and sizes—a beach vacation, a safari, a ski trip—and are based more on the couple's joint personality than on tradition. After months of wedding planning, many couples focus on finding a luxurious resort that will cater to their every need, while others search for a unique escape from their everyday world. All-inclusive resorts are a popular choice, as they leave little to no responsibility to the couple. Everything is paid for upfront, so newlyweds can spend their honeymoon eating, dancing, drinking and fooling around rather than fooling with money and credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 10 of the world's hottest honeymoon destinations—from sunny beaches to snowcapped mountains and even fairy-tale theme parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Camino Real Acapulco Diamante&lt;br /&gt;Location: Acapulco, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Two adults-only pools for a quiet escape&lt;br /&gt;Once the honeymoon destination for John and Jackie Kennedy, Acapulco is still a popular place for newlyweds celebrating their new life together. Temperatures hover in the 80s throughout the year, and the warm water is ideal for swimming and snorkeling. As if that's not enough to tempt you, the prices in Acapulco are affordable and can allow for an unforgettable honeymoon even on a tight budget. The Camino Real offers well-designed rooms overlooking the private Pichilingue Beach, as well as fine dining and a variety of activities. The hotel's convenient location allows guests to appreciate the nightlife of Acapulco by night and the natural beauty of the beaches by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Bellagio Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Location: Las Vegas, Nevada&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Stunning gardens make an ideal setting for a romantic stroll&lt;br /&gt;So maybe you didn't escape to Las Vegas to elope, but who says you can't celebrate your nuptials at this hot destination? Sin City is an ideal place for newlyweds looking for an action-packed and exciting honeymoon, while having the option of being pampered, all for a reasonable price. The Bellagio offers fine accommodations and a fun night life, along with gourmet dining, stunning gardens, an elaborate pool complex, a first-class spa and even fine art on display. Las Vegas' romantic side is undeniable, and the whirlwind of available activities is sure to provide an unforgettable vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise&lt;br /&gt;Location: Alberta, Canada&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Warm up with your sweetie by the fire after a romantic sleigh ride.&lt;br /&gt;Prefer to spend this precious time with your honey making snow angels rather than slathering on sunscreen? Situated on the edge of the glacier-fed Lake Louise, the Fairmont Chateau offers an abundance of winter sports, creating a heavenly honeymoon haven for snow bunnies. The wide variety of winter activities includes downhill and cross-country skiing, snowshoeing, ice skating and even dog sledding. Guests can pamper themselves in the hotel's spa and then set off for a romantic sleigh ride into the wilderness. The idyllic lake setting makes Chateau Lake Louise a popular honeymoon spot even in the warmer months, when guests can take advantage of the resort's outdoor activities, which include horseback riding, whitewater rafting and hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Walt Disney World&lt;br /&gt;Location: Orlando, Florida&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Plan a private fireworks cruise.&lt;br /&gt;There's no better place for a fairy-tale honeymoon for the bride and her Prince Charming than at Walt Disney World Resorts. Newlyweds can choose from packages such as the honeymoon escape, the deluxe escape and the romantic escape, which combines time at a Disney resort with a cruise to the Bahamas. Packages include accommodations and park passes, as well as a choice of amenities including honeymoon pictures at Disney sites or a couple's spa treatment. True Disney fans can bring the whole wedding to Disney World with a customized theme wedding at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Amankila&lt;br /&gt;Location: Mangiss, Bali, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Book the Deluxe Pool Suite with your own private pool.&lt;br /&gt;Even savvy world travelers can find fresh and enchanting destinations to celebrate a new life together—it just may require some more time onboard. One such spot is tucked away on the island of Bali in Indonesia. Amankila translates to "peaceful hill," and this popular resort meets the expectations of its name. Overlooking the Lombok Strait in East Bali, the Amankila offers stunning views of the sea and a lovely three-tiered pool. A day away from the resort promises an experience of rich culture steeped in religious tradition at one of the island's 10,000 temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Grand Hotel Florence&lt;br /&gt;Location: Florence, Italy&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: The stained-glass ceiling in the hotel bar sets an Old World romantic mood.&lt;br /&gt;If it's romance you're looking for, a trip to Florence guarantees starry eyes, hearty meals, amazing art and much more. Like a room with a view? Housed in a former 18th-century palace overlooking the Arno River, the rooms at the Grand Hotel are decorated with frescoes and marble and oozing with Florentine culture. The hotel is ideally situated near the picture-worthy Duomo cathedral, the splendid Uffizi Gallery and the shops at Ponte Vecchio. This need not be the only stop on a Mediterranean adventure—many honeymooners choose to travel on to other Italian hot spots, such as Rome, Venice and the Amalfi coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Caneel Bay&lt;br /&gt;Location: St. John, U.S. Virgin Islands&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Inquire about their complete wedding planning service and get married at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Located on the 5,000-acre Virgin Islands National Park, the Caneel Bay resort is surrounded by seven beaches and offers a wide range of pampering and activities—a visit to Honeymoon Beach is a must for all lovebirds. Some rooms have ocean views and a patio that opens right onto the beach, while the resort's most extravagant lodging option is a private cottage. Daytime activities include relaxing on the beach or participating in the resort's many activities, which include scuba diving, kayaking and yoga-for-two classes. The food is top-notch and the Beach Terrace offers the highly-praised grand buffet on Monday nights overlooking Caneel Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bora Bora Lagoon Resort&lt;br /&gt;Location: Bora Bora, French Polynesia&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: Guests can either relax on the beach or participate in some exciting activities, including safari tours and shark feedings on the water.&lt;br /&gt;Nestled on an island in the lagoon of Bora Bora, this resort invites newlyweds to revel in post-wedding privacy in a bungalow perched above the lagoon on high stilts. The Canoe Breakfast brings the morning nosh to new levels as breakfast and fresh flowers are loaded into a canoe and delivered to your room. While the resort offers many evening entertainment options and group activities, honeymooners can escape the crowds with a private barbecue for two on a secluded island. Guests snorkel and relax while their personal chef prepares an island feast served on fine china and linens in the great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hyatt Regency Aruba Beach Resort &amp;amp; Casino&lt;br /&gt;Location: Palm Beach, Aruba&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: A variety of culinary experiences to please every palate—from sushi to tapas to the popular "Fajitas and Ritas" special featuring Mexican food and margaritas.&lt;br /&gt;Some honeymooners are looking for an action-packed vacation while others just want to soak in the rays and relax. For those who fall in the latter group, Aruba is an ideal destination with its near-perfect weather and beautiful beaches. Only 20 miles long and 6 miles wide, this small space is packed with enough beaches, restaurants, nightclubs and casinos to delight even the most finicky members of the just-married set. The focus is on serenity by day, when couples can enjoy the island's fine beaches, pool complexes and spas, and on action at night, when the island's clubs and casinos come alive. Meet Lady Luck, but be careful not to lose your shirt at the Copacabana Casino, which re-creates the feeling of Rio at Carnival time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Four Seasons Resort Hualalai&lt;br /&gt;Location: The Big Island, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;What's cool: First-floor rooms have a private outdoor shower.&lt;br /&gt;Say "aloha" to romance at this Four Seasons resort, where you can spend your days lounging by the adults-only Palm Grove pool or exploring the natural King's Pond pool before heading off to the luxurious spa for a relaxing couple's massage. The Ultimate Honeymoon Package offers a rental car for your stay, a romantic private dinner on the beach and breakfast daily. Guests can indulge their senses during the day and unwind at sunset with a mai tai at the Beach Tree Bar before heading to the second-floor Makai Terrace for an intimate first-class dinner overlooking the ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-114199301908102028?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114199301908102028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114199301908102028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114199301908102028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114199301908102028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/03/honeymoon-hot-spots.html' title='Honeymoon Hot Spots'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-114165307974976645</id><published>2006-03-06T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:56:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to BS.. blogspot that is..</title><content type='html'>easyjournal's been down for the past 4/5 days.. lost count liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so figured i shall just resume writing over here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is an ok day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a public holiday.. labor day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i went back to the office for a couple of hours to finish up some files for review..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't help when i'm having an upset tummy.. been goin to the toilet since this afternoon.. not sure why.. sighz.. mayb the donuts and milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk's suppose to expire today.. so think it shld hav been ok.. mayb it's the donuts.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched closer on foxtel.. pretty good flick.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude law definitely acted the bastard role to q..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat portman was ok in the muse role plus stripper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julia roberts the conflicted woman or guilty one torn between 2 guys.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clive owen the doctor who fell in love with julia thru a meeting via a sex channel with jude.. married her.. lost her and got her back by getting a last fuck b4 we divorce.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song.. blower's daughter by damien rice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memorable quotes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ hello, stranger..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan: Didn't fancy my sandwiches? &lt;br /&gt;Alice: Don't eat fish. &lt;br /&gt;Dan: Why not? &lt;br /&gt;Alice: Fish piss in the sea. &lt;br /&gt;Dan: So do children. &lt;br /&gt;Alice: Don't eat children either. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan: You love her like a dog loves its owner. &lt;br /&gt;Larry: And the owner loves the dog for so doing. &lt;br /&gt;Dan: You'll hurt her. You'll never forgive her. &lt;br /&gt;Larry: Of course I'll forgive her. I *have* forgiven her. Without forgiveness we're savages. You're drowning. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice: No one will ever love you as much as I do. Why isn't love enough? &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry: Of course she enjoyed it. As you know, she loves a guilty fuck. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna: Don't stop loving me. I can see it draining out of you. It's me, remember? It was a stupid thing to do and it meant nothing. If you love me enough, you'll forgive me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Larry: You don't know the first thing about love, because you don't understand compromise. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan: What's so great about the truth? Try lying for a change, it's the currency of the world. &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/7462732-114165307974976645?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/114165307974976645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=114165307974976645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114165307974976645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/114165307974976645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-bs-blogspot-that-is.html' title='back to BS.. blogspot that is..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462732.post-113336356696460392</id><published>2005-11-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T23:12:46.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day on this place called earth..</title><content type='html'>just got out of toilet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why my tummy is upset.. mayb its the milk and choc cake.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99% sure it's the milk.. not that i'm lactose intolerant.. but sometimes.. if it's not fresh/really cold milk.. think my tummy will not b able to take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. my reasoning behind it lar.. coz i dowan to admit tat my stomach isn't as strong as it was when i was back in KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is there something wrong with my stomach? the C word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. damn easyjournal.. cant post entries for the nite.. and i thought of just writing something b4 i hit the sack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep early as i would be goin into the office early tomorrow and check mail b4 heading out to the clients..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might b a long day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my hair.. is way too long.. if i hav a free weekend this wk.. i swear taht i will get a haircut.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will need to gel it up tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar.. better sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard abt sean's matchmaking worries.. yeah.. it isn't funny when the old ppl think they know what is right for u.. thank God my parents are understanding and not pushing me tat much and try to provide as much cover as they can for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462732-113336356696460392?l=genxenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113336356696460392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7462732&amp;postID=113336356696460392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/113336356696460392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462732/posts/default/113336356696460392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://genxenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-another-day-on-this-place-called.html' title='just another day on this place called earth..'/><author><name>genxenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17142694378405625059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6974/460/1600/icon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
