<?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-7969523498296953599</id><updated>2011-08-03T09:18:42.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on earth's dance floor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-1845017209899008098</id><published>2009-10-05T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:55:51.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short short . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;36 more days to be fully called MR FREDS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this note. 8 SIG life is still so ever unpleasant. But it's gonna be over soon. Not a fresh start. But an end to nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People always leave. When can i stop waving goodbyes to their shadows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seemed to be making a list. a very short list of life's calling for me. And i wondered how long could it get when everyone is leaving. Leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least i know who are the people who will still be here. 10 years from now and beyond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388789422776850482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SsjTbdH_GDI/AAAAAAAACf4/MRju0OXZuko/s320/7322_163733398108_787318108_3626058_2994583_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7969523498296953599-1845017209899008098?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/1845017209899008098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1845017209899008098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1845017209899008098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-short.html' title='short short . . .'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SsjTbdH_GDI/AAAAAAAACf4/MRju0OXZuko/s72-c/7322_163733398108_787318108_3626058_2994583_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8628125618366571744</id><published>2009-09-21T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:17:21.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really very very exhausted. Mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the nights were fun. From friday night till today , nights have been spent outside drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a bomb cos it was drinking games with the cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was crazieeee after hopping to 2 diff clubs!! with lots of shots beer and vodkha unwasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was another round of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And monday night is spent getting ready to hate back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's before this coming wed of mambo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't keep this going forever. It's a pain that is accumulating. But i gotta hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i mention that this friday's gonna be a camp and i'm doing the camp fire? haha. crazy month of september!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing weekends with my team . Like seriously. Doing duty with my team is like taking a break from all the havoc and chaos. and especially during the weekends you just feel all the serenity and the peace with that group. as much as they enjoy teasing me , i loveeeeee my team .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok . where was i? pain ? yea. definitely painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-8628125618366571744?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8628125618366571744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-really-very-very-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8628125618366571744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8628125618366571744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-really-very-very-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6795784286045379218</id><published>2009-09-17T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:14:17.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I lost in that fire,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At this moment, there are 6 billion, 4 hundred, 71 million, 8 hundred, 18 thousand, 6 hundred, 71 people in the world. Some are running scared.. some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day.. others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men at war with good, and some are good.. struggling with evil. 6 billion people in the world, 6 billion souls -- and sometimes.. all you need is 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen King once wrote: 'Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not. Time takes it all, time bears it away.. and in the end.. there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometime we lose them there again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My service term is coming to an end. And yet through this past 1 years 8 months of being away from education, understanding the freedom we so much seeked, it kinda made me realised how much lost and confused i truely am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hansel said to Gretel, 'Let us drop these breadcrumbs... so that together we find our way home. Because losing our way would be the most cruel of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year.. I lost my way. And losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey... is a fate more cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey lasted one year eight months. Sometimes I traveled alone, sometimes, there were others who took the wheel -- and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn’t me who arrived...it wasn't me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once you lose yourself, you have two choices: find the person you used to be... or lose that person completely. Because, sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you've been. And remember the person you were meant to be. The person you wanted to be. The person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382418754953195426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIxVyFir6I/AAAAAAAACfo/A5i6iZqwjsc/s320/They%2520are%2520not%2520you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost many things in that fire. I lost once important friends. Ones that i may have lost forever. Ones whom i'm losing at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly losing every single inch of them as i seeked to find out who i really am. In that very process, i barred them from entering my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDA Scott Taylor wrote: 'Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone, and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.' But can i really live in this tragedy that so burns me alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost Nicholas in that fire when we lost it.&lt;br /&gt;I lost Toon when that very moment I couldn't last being his friend.&lt;br /&gt;I lost Jeanette when I knew it could never be possible.&lt;br /&gt;I lost Hwee Ying when i Lost jeanette. When i couldn't take her words for it.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my class when i let my emotions swept over.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my secondary school mates when i started on a clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly losing my current friends when i start closing my doors.&lt;br /&gt;Deryck Long and Jon Hu calls me F16.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn needs me to find out who i am .&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth is tired of my leaving.&lt;br /&gt;And She, whom i'm not sure if i can keep from leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton Sawyer once wrote, " People always leave" But do they always come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382418762803026514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIxWPVFmlI/AAAAAAAACfw/BaRFtrxFsMk/s320/peoplealwaysleave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our life is a series of images. They pass us by like towns on the highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens. And we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment, every part of it, will live on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413317167576530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsZQwa9dI/AAAAAAAACfg/bAzGQJUl59U/s320/10533_130013672962_555422962_2657614_1551510_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413315007594914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsZItcQaI/AAAAAAAACfY/EAef9t5fGy8/s320/10533_130013797962_555422962_2657638_2276548_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when every life goes off course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In this desperate moment, you must choose your direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you fight to stay on path? Will others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be haunted by your choice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or simply give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412553898127266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrs1Wzb6I/AAAAAAAACe4/gNmcVgr_XQQ/s320/10533_130064732962_555422962_2658437_2712025_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have no idea how. But al i know is that i got to keep treading on this very road. Sometimes, things you lost always have a way to getting back to you. And i hope that i will be able to find everything back. But there will always be things you can never retrieved. Things that were burnt and lost in that fire . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greatly inspired by these people's thoughts on the following quote. Which one am I? Which one are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"There are two tragedies in life: one is to lose your heart's desire, the other is to gain it." -- George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nathan : "As far as I’m concerned, Shaw was a punk! 'Cause you know what? Tragedies happen. What're you gonna do, give up? Quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks, you gotta fight like hell to make sure you’re still alive. 'Cause you are, and that pain you feel: it's life. The confusion and fear.. that's there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better. And that something is worth fighting for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haley: "This year, I got everything I wanted and everything I wished for.. but, in a way, I lost even more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lucas: "Shaw was right: as we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things we think will make our lives better: money, popularity, fame... we ignore what truly matters -- the simple things: like friendship, family, love. The things we probably already had."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peyton: "Yeah, losing your heart’s desire is tragic. But gaining your heart’s desire... It’s all you can hope for. This year, I wished for love. To immerse myself in someone else and to wake a heart long afraid to feel. My wish was granted. And if having that is tragic… then give me tragedy. Because, I wouldn’t give it back for the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are many things i need to continue finding about myself. September have been truely meaningful and definitely lifechanging. I mean , for a few moments, i know what i want. And the following people have helped me a long way in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412550398188434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrsoUWm5I/AAAAAAAACew/gZmoJ4j0GfA/s320/7234_129298267249_613892249_2425080_666535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My righthand secretary Irene. My good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrsJzw5gI/AAAAAAAACeo/VwDUzY0LASw/s1600-h/7234_129298317249_613892249_2425088_4095382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412542208435714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrsJzw5gI/AAAAAAAACeo/VwDUzY0LASw/s320/7234_129298317249_613892249_2425088_4095382_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrryp5ZlI/AAAAAAAACeg/37cnAJBhYOo/s1600-h/7234_129303202249_613892249_2425223_7342071_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412535993034322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrryp5ZlI/AAAAAAAACeg/37cnAJBhYOo/s320/7234_129303202249_613892249_2425223_7342071_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrrQl1vtI/AAAAAAAACeY/1xP06AZTJFw/s1600-h/10533_130064697962_555422962_2658432_5667242_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382412526849212114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIrrQl1vtI/AAAAAAAACeY/1xP06AZTJFw/s320/10533_130064697962_555422962_2658432_5667242_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My buddy whom i found after we left secondary school. We were in the same class for one whole year. Knew each other in the same school for 4 years but never once spoke for more than 4 sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsYq2jN3I/AAAAAAAACfQ/QbcYnKABuE4/s1600-h/8922_137790662281_517107281_2998177_976149_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413306992736114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsYq2jN3I/AAAAAAAACfQ/QbcYnKABuE4/s320/8922_137790662281_517107281_2998177_976149_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My upper study and his group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsYCDUQVI/AAAAAAAACfI/1jAISn3oUJI/s1600-h/10533_133875927962_555422962_2705931_1431757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413296040427858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsYCDUQVI/AAAAAAAACfI/1jAISn3oUJI/s320/10533_133875927962_555422962_2705931_1431757_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kohar my dear lil boy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsXjmdD5I/AAAAAAAACfA/Oh-md6qqwfY/s1600-h/10533_130055502962_555422962_2658306_1208886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413287866306450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIsXjmdD5I/AAAAAAAACfA/Oh-md6qqwfY/s320/10533_130055502962_555422962_2658306_1208886_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And not forgetting prolly my closest friend in 8 signal right now. I must be really pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all fall down sometimes. But sometimes when you think you fell where it hurt, I'm telling you, it's a good thing I did. That way would I have realised how important being true to yourself was. And not falling into that category of creating Hate and Division.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Freds. And i'm glad to finally belt everything out here. Almost everything. That is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6795784286045379218?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6795784286045379218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-lost-in-that-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6795784286045379218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6795784286045379218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-lost-in-that-fire.html' title='The things I lost in that fire,'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SrIxVyFir6I/AAAAAAAACfo/A5i6iZqwjsc/s72-c/They%2520are%2520not%2520you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6479543213526043992</id><published>2009-09-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:24:04.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll never forget the saturday. ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6479543213526043992?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6479543213526043992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-never-forget-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6479543213526043992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6479543213526043992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-never-forget-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6245189274213309264</id><published>2009-09-01T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:36:37.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Mist</title><content type='html'>Rainy Monday. Rainy Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;Only means weekdays blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here blogging simply because there's absolutely NOTHING to do in camp.&lt;br /&gt;Even though stepping down from official duties is a good thing since ORD is coming close, however, the air of stabbings fills the air in my company office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just astounded by the lies and backstabbings going on. Being not-so-close-or-friendly to the more dominant people in the platoon probably make my days left more miserable than ever. But i'll survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about patience and knowing how sure you are of yourself, not to explode. If you don't take part in a bitch war, you'll be the final winner.&lt;br /&gt;SImply cos there's no logic at all in a bitch war. You already said it. It's a bitch war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eye for An eye Makes the Whole World Blind. I gladly believe this saying any day. God rewards those for their faith. And those who betrays it, will see the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i'm a non believer, i believe in justice. Not man-made, but a justice that will let one realise his mistakes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make mistakes all the time, and i'm learning. Are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6245189274213309264?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6245189274213309264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/misery-mist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6245189274213309264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6245189274213309264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/09/misery-mist.html' title='Misery Mist'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-2747974426937870866</id><published>2009-08-30T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:16:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>Tumblr has been an extremely addictive tool for me this past 2 weeks. To the extent that Blogger seems to be an extinct memory. But i'm back to spill in text, some thoughts i have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my final duty weekend. And i'm loving every moment of it. The people, the fun and of cos, the food [ I'll reveal abt it later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people : Wild, fun , thoughtful and everything NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin Ying, Mu Lin, Lionel, DOminic, Johann, 2LT Yupo, 2SG Kelvin, ZHong Hao, Jaryl, Sek Huat, Ming de and Wei Kuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my final duty with them and they're still ever so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss late night talks with these grp of people whom have completed duties after duties with me. I'm not ORDing as of yet, but i just wanted to show my heartfelt appreciation for the people you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the late night talks, funny conversations, wild behaviours and all the fun we have playing CITADEL. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for the AWESOME dinner . EVEN though i was sweating like hell[together with sek huat] . And i had to make a trip to the water cooler 4 times!! But it was a great dinner =) Call me back when you guys are having the next dinner =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss team 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. i only have 11.5 OFFS and Leaves to clear. How is that enough to even breakaway from camp for 2 whole months?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand. It's been official that me and my once good friend are now disassociated, unrelated and definitely not even friends. The only thing he took with him from me are all that he can use to bring me down with . So all the best . For all the lil sacrifices i made, it was worth it. I'm the problem. SO glad you decided not be associated with this problem so that your reputation will not be dragged down with it. You did that once to Marvin, then wei jie and now me. I wonder who else experienced this before us? You know best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want is peace and having no one to bother me for the next 2 months. I'm peace man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realised you make my heart throb up and down everytime i see those smiles on your sms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realised you might just be the one.&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/7969523498296953599-2747974426937870866?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/2747974426937870866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2747974426937870866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2747974426937870866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-1724791477649644576</id><published>2009-08-21T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:35:26.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The break from emo-ness.</title><content type='html'>Friday is finally here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big cheers to a full weekend. It's been a while since i caught up with my 2 best buds. And all the other people who rule my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea i finally sound so happy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm saying which, there's loads of movies yet to be caught this weekend anyways. Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, life in camp is pretti------ serene. There's always the usual drama and all. But, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;I have my spunky team 2 people there. Mr Ba Yee and Mr hair band always make my day, even though they're 24-7 teasers. ANd Mr Merchant, honest and straight forward =)) Besides my team, There's mr clown there also , i'm not forgetting ya k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sad that i won't be able to run anymore for this period of time. Simply cos my heart's aching up again. haha not heartbreaks la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong sessions have been filling up many of my free days. Mahjong , to me is like a bonding session with friends. Since you're playing with friends, it's not money that matters. Or for the fact, winning or losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final duty starts next week !! And i'm looking forward to it. since it's the final time i can spend the weekend with my inmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With switchfoot, the script as my all time favorite bands, Life is goooooddd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's to love and life and friends. Not forgetting Work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-1724791477649644576?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/1724791477649644576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-is-finally-here-big-cheers-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1724791477649644576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1724791477649644576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-is-finally-here-big-cheers-to.html' title='The break from emo-ness.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3504366896643160766</id><published>2009-08-16T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:55:57.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The RUn</title><content type='html'>Safra has their Bay Run today, also known as the Army Half MArathon.&lt;br /&gt;I had the important task of running for my formation : SIgnals, thus my Blue SInglet, which was different from the rest of the formation, red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 21km is sure no easy feat, for me. ANd i totally Under performed. Just so inconsistent and unpredictable. But i completed it and that's waht matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kept me totally motivated was actually towards the end of the race, when running past the F1 Race track, signboard were raised. ANd one particular motivational signboard, had me smile to myself when i was in pain and struggling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pain and Suffering Separates Men from boys.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it's magic, and i started to rise up and surge forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this year's AHM serves as an experience for me, and a new breakthrough as I realise that In order to succeed, you can't give up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553335169636994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJzc4TWoI/AAAAAAAACcA/tcmLviltpKQ/s320/6172_117062632373_688447373_2441866_1777861_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;SIgnal Formation COmpetitive Team !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553323493917138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJyxYmAdI/AAAAAAAACb4/orFqr6jlZ70/s320/6172_117062647373_688447373_2441869_6997173_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Young ones of the team !&lt;br /&gt;[ From Left : REG 3SG Kelvin ong, 3SG Freds, 3SG Toon, CPL Jin Ying, 2LT Kenneth , 3SG Kenneth ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the race ended, and there was time to spared since we were not allowed to be dismissed. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed like AHM was a decade after reunion, cos everyone [ Bravo actually] was taking pictures everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJyVyg5YI/AAAAAAAACbw/I163s53sVbw/s1600-h/6172_117062652373_688447373_2441870_2913951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553316086441346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJyVyg5YI/AAAAAAAACbw/I163s53sVbw/s320/6172_117062652373_688447373_2441870_2913951_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIth the ALpha peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJxfMLBMI/AAAAAAAACbg/5uF737kd2mU/s1600-h/6172_117062687373_688447373_2441877_628531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553301430109378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJxfMLBMI/AAAAAAAACbg/5uF737kd2mU/s320/6172_117062687373_688447373_2441877_628531_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken with our OPs warrant. Future RSM. He's probably gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKTX96bhI/AAAAAAAACco/-LoIC6sFJOI/s1600-h/6172_117062667373_688447373_2441873_4905810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553883606806034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKTX96bhI/AAAAAAAACco/-LoIC6sFJOI/s320/6172_117062667373_688447373_2441873_4905810_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My faV Signal Institute sgts!! 3SG wei Jin and 1SG Justin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKSxTYT_I/AAAAAAAACcg/sOYZ8b_ej64/s1600-h/6172_117062707373_688447373_2441881_143571_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553873227862002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKSxTYT_I/AAAAAAAACcg/sOYZ8b_ej64/s320/6172_117062707373_688447373_2441881_143571_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PC , 2LT Yu Po. You can't guess correctly how old he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKSfTyGZI/AAAAAAAACcY/_JK_64sowuM/s1600-h/6172_117062717373_688447373_2441883_3385850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553868397713810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKSfTyGZI/AAAAAAAACcY/_JK_64sowuM/s320/6172_117062717373_688447373_2441883_3385850_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha the 2LT sean wong. Funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKRyG-GOI/AAAAAAAACcQ/gfI3wZhajFY/s1600-h/6172_117062737373_688447373_2441886_2462904_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553856264378594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKRyG-GOI/AAAAAAAACcQ/gfI3wZhajFY/s320/6172_117062737373_688447373_2441886_2462904_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo's funny personalities altogether now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370553852294741698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogKRjUiPsI/AAAAAAAACcI/doyNLYI79vg/s320/6172_117062747373_688447373_2441888_3262370_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLP4JBq7I/AAAAAAAACdQ/S4mMwMJFJEA/s1600-h/6172_117062772373_688447373_2441892_4917303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370554923035503538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLP4JBq7I/AAAAAAAACdQ/S4mMwMJFJEA/s320/6172_117062772373_688447373_2441892_4917303_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the new blood of SOTF !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLPJi4DWI/AAAAAAAACdI/9FRVTFnvXE8/s1600-h/6172_117062797373_688447373_2441897_451279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370554910527458658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLPJi4DWI/AAAAAAAACdI/9FRVTFnvXE8/s320/6172_117062797373_688447373_2441897_451279_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random faces while waiting for our OC to come into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLOj_tCgI/AAAAAAAACdA/HnEQNRie8Y4/s1600-h/6172_117062812373_688447373_2441900_3595853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370554900447824386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLOj_tCgI/AAAAAAAACdA/HnEQNRie8Y4/s320/6172_117062812373_688447373_2441900_3595853_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tekong Challenge's Young Ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLNzJrA3I/AAAAAAAACc4/8HkDclidj38/s1600-h/6172_117062817373_688447373_2441901_715841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370554887336297330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLNzJrA3I/AAAAAAAACc4/8HkDclidj38/s320/6172_117062817373_688447373_2441901_715841_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIth On, KC and Italia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370554883279695970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogLNkCgMGI/AAAAAAAACcw/jWKkWldv8HE/s320/6172_117062832373_688447373_2441904_7077668_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BRAVO COY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL4xCVfPI/AAAAAAAACd4/YkxhYqBLFFM/s1600-h/6172_117062842373_688447373_2441905_328227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370555625503030514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL4xCVfPI/AAAAAAAACd4/YkxhYqBLFFM/s320/6172_117062842373_688447373_2441905_328227_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a shot which i feel looks weird. WHat the hell am i doing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL4UsNkeI/AAAAAAAACdw/6n8Fg4zT0vk/s1600-h/6172_117062862373_688447373_2441909_296711_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370555617894044130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL4UsNkeI/AAAAAAAACdw/6n8Fg4zT0vk/s320/6172_117062862373_688447373_2441909_296711_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catching up with past SIgnal Institute course mates!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ Left :Yee Hoau, Toon, Solomon, freds and Alvin. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL36xtiaI/AAAAAAAACdo/xaK5C4ImFYU/s1600-h/6172_117062877373_688447373_2441912_3843812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370555610937788834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL36xtiaI/AAAAAAAACdo/xaK5C4ImFYU/s320/6172_117062877373_688447373_2441912_3843812_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEam 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL3mIp_6I/AAAAAAAACdg/eT6AFYkTfj0/s1600-h/6172_117062932373_688447373_2441922_2104394_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370555605396881314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL3mIp_6I/AAAAAAAACdg/eT6AFYkTfj0/s320/6172_117062932373_688447373_2441922_2104394_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And i went Dancing with the great Bollywood tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL2iqo8zI/AAAAAAAACdY/iW89Dp2QuMI/s1600-h/6172_117062962373_688447373_2441928_3423898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370555587285807922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogL2iqo8zI/AAAAAAAACdY/iW89Dp2QuMI/s320/6172_117062962373_688447373_2441928_3423898_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my fav VSAT Operators!! Mulin and DOminic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogMYNfYAcI/AAAAAAAACeQ/_ILYZkgYj2A/s1600-h/6172_117062997373_688447373_2441934_1162577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370556165716967874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogMYNfYAcI/AAAAAAAACeQ/_ILYZkgYj2A/s320/6172_117062997373_688447373_2441934_1162577_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogMX50NypI/AAAAAAAACeI/fwRQUG5x8yw/s1600-h/6172_117062992373_688447373_2441933_7035266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370556160435669650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogMX50NypI/AAAAAAAACeI/fwRQUG5x8yw/s320/6172_117062992373_688447373_2441933_7035266_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFter which, was CCI's opening of it's New base @ IMM, where i rushed over. And when i reached, they started amazing race, and there, i had to run again  . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But been very hapy receiving your smses =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogMXWrZGOI/AAAAAAAACeA/WDscpoaB_1k/s1600-h/6172_117063002373_688447373_2441935_1699237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3504366896643160766?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3504366896643160766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3504366896643160766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3504366896643160766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/run.html' title='The RUn'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SogJzc4TWoI/AAAAAAAACcA/tcmLviltpKQ/s72-c/6172_117062632373_688447373_2441866_1777861_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-135830575023972353</id><published>2009-08-14T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:44:21.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let me go.</title><content type='html'>The people whom have been there when the sun crashed upon the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;The listeners when my songs were grey and stormy.&lt;br /&gt;The hands when the pit was bottomless and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;You found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's never anything more gleeful than redemption than escapism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun's AHM competitive 21km is drawing nearer and nearer. In about 40 hours time. And i'm really not prepared at all. Yes enoughs, i have ran and accumulated around 100km over the past 2 months. BUT, after puncturing myself on wed's 5km, i'm not so sure if 21km is even possible.&lt;br /&gt;All the pre-race psychological problems as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my bunk these days. The little resolute hideout i have since the restructuring of the bunk layout suits me =) It's really comfy and dark, my kind of room life. Oh the other hand, it's facing the corridors, so it's still visible to the public eye =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am left with simply 1 more duty to go. I'm not really sad that i have to end my duties. I'm actually damn elated that it's drawing close. I don't have much to teach anyways cos it's real time experience that counts and the fundamentals to handling the basic problems have been taught. So i'm sure my understudy will do fine =) Just don't get swallowed up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i'm actually very busy yet lazy. I have like tons of proposals to draft out, and marketing and publicity matters to build. And then again, i lack proper time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the sms-es that i'm avoiding you all , i'm coming out of the looming darkness to meet you all for fun and excitement. haha lemme rest up first!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally thought that this 2 songs below have been very much key to getting me through this past month. ANd it's inspirational . So to all people with sadness and pain, here's to ease and let light up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QI3EkFHd0U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QI3EkFHd0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqw4dBILqUk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqw4dBILqUk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just less than 3 months of grace, i have so much to say . . .&lt;br /&gt;But what comes from the heart matters most.&lt;br /&gt;You should have felt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-135830575023972353?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/135830575023972353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-let-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/135830575023972353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/135830575023972353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-let-me-go.html' title='Don&apos;t let me go.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-993703977821708501</id><published>2009-08-10T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:32:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't it just end already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that are having me hang down there is The script and SwitchFoot.&lt;br /&gt;I look foward to Halo cos there's so much more meant to live and i dare myself to move!.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now i'm talking crap. The climb got me motivational-ish as well.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 3 more months in a man-made hell. Other than that, camp is a pretty serene place after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-993703977821708501?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/993703977821708501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-cant-it-just-end-already-only-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/993703977821708501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/993703977821708501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-cant-it-just-end-already-only-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5619878935830465467</id><published>2009-08-09T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:21:05.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Runaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Sometimes I wonder if anything is absolute anymore. Is there still right and wrong? Good and bad? Truth and lies? Or is everything negotiable, left to interpretation, gray? Sometimes were forced to bend the truth? to transform it because we are faced with things that are not of our own making. And sometimes, things simply catch up with us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2mVsnrI/AAAAAAAACbY/cn7GBoOYdFY/s1600-h/5770_131312941096_655461096_2768363_6072610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2mVsnrI/AAAAAAAACbY/cn7GBoOYdFY/s320/5770_131312941096_655461096_2768363_6072610_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367843093085986482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story has chapters in our lives to unveil. But yet our stories can never end with chapters with happy endings. It's always till the end that our final fate is revealed. Our lives is in that many chapters, with it's end in grey. At least mine is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Do you ever wonder how long it takes to change your life? What measure of time is enough to be life altering? Is it four years like high school? One year? An eight week rock tour? Can your life change in a month, or a week, or a single day? We're always in a hurry to grow up, to go places, to get ahead. And when you're young, one hour can change everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;18km East Coast AHM Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2ftsbXI/AAAAAAAACbQ/2LxxIfWp3QY/s1600-h/5770_131312966096_655461096_2768367_987912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2ftsbXI/AAAAAAAACbQ/2LxxIfWp3QY/s320/5770_131312966096_655461096_2768367_987912_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367843091307588978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The surge ahead towards the 18km goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2FowMRI/AAAAAAAACbI/hv6QNJl5evc/s1600-h/5770_131322701096_655461096_2768467_1110067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2FowMRI/AAAAAAAACbI/hv6QNJl5evc/s320/5770_131322701096_655461096_2768467_1110067_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367843084307542290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In life, there will always be others to pull you down, or slow you in your tracks. In the end, it's up to you to step up and leap ahead of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"And Hansel said to Gretel, 'Let us drop these breadcrumbs... so that together we find our way home. Because losing our way would be the most cruel of things.' This year.. I lost my way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o1yAsZ1I/AAAAAAAACbA/kb60J0H9M0M/s1600-h/5770_131312826096_655461096_2768347_6858156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o1yAsZ1I/AAAAAAAACbA/kb60J0H9M0M/s320/5770_131312826096_655461096_2768347_6858156_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367843079039248210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I'm always blessed to have my friends : The memories that lasts each day with a smile that eases all pain and gloom away. =) to the sunshines of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"The journey lasted twenty two months. Sometimes I traveled alone, sometimes, there were others who took the wheel -- and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn’t me who arrived...it wasn't me at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-5619878935830465467?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5619878935830465467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/runaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5619878935830465467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5619878935830465467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/runaway.html' title='the Runaway'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sn5o2mVsnrI/AAAAAAAACbY/cn7GBoOYdFY/s72-c/5770_131312941096_655461096_2768363_6072610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3522003742223059244</id><published>2009-08-08T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:12:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Rush Part 1</title><content type='html'>For the month of July, it's been whole weekends of meetings and meetings. true there have been much fun, but sadly, very little meet ups with people whom have hardly met recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well August have started, and soon it will end and i'll do the annual wake me up when september ends moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in camp and completing my 2nd Last Duty before i officially hand over to a understudy whom is capable of doing a much better job than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's some moments captured in the month of August thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rotaract District Assembly [ RDA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOUGTahcI/AAAAAAAACZ4/z475noaiytc/s1600-h/6529_112387727249_613892249_2198280_7860294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOUGTahcI/AAAAAAAACZ4/z475noaiytc/s320/6529_112387727249_613892249_2198280_7860294_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391700603536834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAC NW with District Governor Datuk Latip and Datin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTxIRSuI/AAAAAAAACZw/jRZhkJ3EZtc/s1600-h/6529_112387712249_613892249_2198277_1867127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTxIRSuI/AAAAAAAACZw/jRZhkJ3EZtc/s320/6529_112387712249_613892249_2198277_1867127_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391694919650018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The future of RAC NW is in our hands : Irene and Freds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTjJuWFI/AAAAAAAACZo/yVc8fE7K7do/s1600-h/6529_112387782249_613892249_2198290_4612371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTjJuWFI/AAAAAAAACZo/yVc8fE7K7do/s320/6529_112387782249_613892249_2198290_4612371_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391691167651922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mac Attack!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRU 7 meetup : Yin's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTHgoAxI/AAAAAAAACZg/6Fb5lrlTSOs/s1600-h/5775_128697610114_660375114_3601275_368466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOTHgoAxI/AAAAAAAACZg/6Fb5lrlTSOs/s320/5775_128697610114_660375114_3601275_368466_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391683747513106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fiona, YinYin, Siya, Freddy. Absence: Bryan, Delvin and Zhuo Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOSwlGSlI/AAAAAAAACZY/i1ufN2csgEc/s1600-h/5775_128697525114_660375114_3601260_7583086_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOSwlGSlI/AAAAAAAACZY/i1ufN2csgEc/s320/5775_128697525114_660375114_3601260_7583086_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391677592259154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfyeygHI/AAAAAAAACag/vLZ_Cf26VNI/s1600-h/5775_128697585114_660375114_3601270_6242275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfyeygHI/AAAAAAAACag/vLZ_Cf26VNI/s320/5775_128697585114_660375114_3601270_6242275_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391901440966770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfVFRCSI/AAAAAAAACaY/JshSD8Tr0pc/s1600-h/5775_128697625114_660375114_3601278_5803925_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfVFRCSI/AAAAAAAACaY/JshSD8Tr0pc/s320/5775_128697625114_660375114_3601278_5803925_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391893549287714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My twin sister .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfKC3h_I/AAAAAAAACaQ/iAEPufvXxWg/s1600-h/5775_128697645114_660375114_3601282_4309339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOfKC3h_I/AAAAAAAACaQ/iAEPufvXxWg/s320/5775_128697645114_660375114_3601282_4309339_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391890586437618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOe2y9QaI/AAAAAAAACaI/3b3qdb9rb_A/s1600-h/5775_128697700114_660375114_3601292_7435316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOe2y9QaI/AAAAAAAACaI/3b3qdb9rb_A/s320/5775_128697700114_660375114_3601292_7435316_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391885419430306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't even know why my face was cherry red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOeof7EhI/AAAAAAAACaA/hV7JnEeJONM/s1600-h/5775_128697705114_660375114_3601293_5604984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOeof7EhI/AAAAAAAACaA/hV7JnEeJONM/s320/5775_128697705114_660375114_3601293_5604984_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367391881581498898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOt4po3FI/AAAAAAAACa4/ONvd5ycWrvs/s1600-h/5775_128697750114_660375114_3601302_4436472_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOt4po3FI/AAAAAAAACa4/ONvd5ycWrvs/s320/5775_128697750114_660375114_3601302_4436472_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367392143615253586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back seat girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOtmjRC-I/AAAAAAAACaw/7iXzHZbpgpo/s1600-h/5775_128697760114_660375114_3601304_2180815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOtmjRC-I/AAAAAAAACaw/7iXzHZbpgpo/s320/5775_128697760114_660375114_3601304_2180815_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367392138756688866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our driver of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOtWZ5vMI/AAAAAAAACao/Z796XjN1ywk/s1600-h/5775_128697755114_660375114_3601303_521779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOtWZ5vMI/AAAAAAAACao/Z796XjN1ywk/s320/5775_128697755114_660375114_3601303_521779_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367392134422445250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bring back those happy memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3522003742223059244?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3522003742223059244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-rush-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3522003742223059244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3522003742223059244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-rush-part-1.html' title='August Rush Part 1'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SnzOUGTahcI/AAAAAAAACZ4/z475noaiytc/s72-c/6529_112387727249_613892249_2198280_7860294_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3487777979954127973</id><published>2009-08-08T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:53:15.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Turmoils and Blackholes.</title><content type='html'>One thing that has been making me feel so completely speechless and astounded as been the actions in which i least suspected. The times of god fellowship and bonds have ended i guess. It was there to start with, but it detriments as the aging of work passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so ironic how a person A can go telling everyone how important that person B is to him and yet that A complains he doesn't get reciprocated back with what he gives and there he's also the exact same type of person as whom he mentions to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it's seeing that everyone's been so perfect that my eyes and thoughts led me astray. No one is perfect. People may seem so eager to pull off their own coolness and exclusiveness but in the end, what are we living for anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place of inbred hatred? A society where you get to be the cool and the others  losers? Or a place where people can coexist together like one? It just lead me to wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When what we talked about in the past was a pure and harmonious friendship, today is a war path where the place we are in is in turmoil and confusion caused by us. Ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the politics and it all, there's a thousand scars and broken hearts waiting to be mend, simply because no one wanted it to happen that way. No one is truely evil, but one can be lead by thoughts of grey and uncertainty to what leads to pain felt by everyone affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i ask this question again : What are we living for exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influence in the end, is something to reckon with. What can go against you in that word can kill you completely. In the end, it's from the heart that true friendships are formed. And not by the power of influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i wondered what God taught us all. What he tried to teach. To you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Welcome to the fallout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Welcome to resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The tension is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Between who you are and who you could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Between how it is and how it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Maybe redemption has stories to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Where can you run to escape from yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Salvation is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one likes politics. But everyone seem so intent in it . Politics ain't a blackhole that seeps everyone in, but a stalker waiting to seep in to our very own foundations and cracks it finds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3487777979954127973?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3487777979954127973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-turmoils-and-blackholes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3487777979954127973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3487777979954127973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-turmoils-and-blackholes.html' title='Of Turmoils and Blackholes.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6511875818944042665</id><published>2009-07-25T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:57:42.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of life and sounds</title><content type='html'>I'm back for an update [ like finally!!] and it's been a really melodramatic week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My healthy lifestyle update first: Hmm it was a great / huge / dramatically wrong regret to have actually binge drink 4 nights in a row when I know i have a competition a few days away.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the 16km Timor Barat Run was one huge sacrifice from my binge drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alright at first as i surge ahead with the prime runners in my team. But after 4 km of fast stridings, my big headache came.  and i thought i would die there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i completed it, with a major upset. My timing was pathetic. 1hr 25 mins.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna conquer this timing with a better timing. Till next week's 16km run!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SmrhbWHJEGI/AAAAAAAACZQ/tlX0tws4J3k/s1600-h/5931_106343657962_555422962_2327640_6694647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362346166246248546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SmrhbWHJEGI/AAAAAAAACZQ/tlX0tws4J3k/s320/5931_106343657962_555422962_2327640_6694647_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes i enjoy being in camp and loving the moments spent there. The people, the jokes and all the lazing around the office level. But there are siply times when i just loathe the moments and wish that evrything would just go away. Or simply, i wanna get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office politics have been killing me for months, whether they affect me directly or other people. What my friend said made sense. There's hardly much politics in places where it's emphasis is on physical capabilities, meaning outfield and infantry related  aspects. This is because time i spent running sweeating and there's lots of teamwork required in these type of tasks. So like the saying goes, 'helmets on means no more thinking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is compared to places where the environment is mostly office based. Well as there's nothing much physical to do. Most of te tme is spent behind the desk racking your brain cells or just letting it rot. And times are spent evesdropping on your neighbour's conversations. This results in a natural hobby of 'tiao bo li jian' [ sowing discord] With nothing much to do , gossips fly and times are spent on waging cold political wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO you see the difference between infantry life and signals life? Fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may only be about 3 and a half months left for me in the force, but i still value this place even though it has left behind nightmares but with it's fair shares of wonderful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i feel that my unit destroys friendships made before going in there. Or should i say 8 SIG is a test of friendships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enough with my NS life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed my Rotaract Installation today, with it's theme of Setlers @ NW [ boardgame cafe themed ]&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on to the position of Professional Development for this upcoming year and i'm pretty excited to get the club moving forward, seeing that this year would be a year to start learning more and getting prepared for a transition from the 'aged' club to a 'youthful' club. This is because most of my club's Rotaractors would be graduating next year, leaving us youngsters to run the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the installation went smoothly. Irene have been complaining this past few weeks that i didn't bring my camera along. Infact all my friends have been lamenting about my cam's disappearance. It's in HK and it's coming back in 2 weeks time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking about moving on for a while on and i feel that i'm really ready to truely let go.&lt;br /&gt;I've taken 3 long years to really step out. and i want t make it count. so here i go . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, i should be ending my weekend since my 3 clubbing invites for tonight are cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you bitch shawn heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to more proposals to be drafted out for my club and APRRC!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6511875818944042665?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6511875818944042665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-life-and-sounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6511875818944042665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6511875818944042665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-life-and-sounds.html' title='Of life and sounds'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SmrhbWHJEGI/AAAAAAAACZQ/tlX0tws4J3k/s72-c/5931_106343657962_555422962_2327640_6694647_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8347321223488092162</id><published>2009-07-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:08:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know when things are intolerable, it's time to get going. Time for a long long break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-8347321223488092162?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8347321223488092162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-going-gets-tough-tough-gets-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8347321223488092162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8347321223488092162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-going-gets-tough-tough-gets-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-7209968115393927245</id><published>2009-07-11T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:31:06.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drinking the roomful</title><content type='html'>How have i been spending my 10 days of off??&lt;br /&gt;Either staying at home nursing a broken heart or&lt;br /&gt;been spending my nights &amp;amp; early mornings @ Roomful of blues drinking and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Basically thats it. Prolly can't run anymore. arrgh. My liver is like dead by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWkRAt_qI/AAAAAAAACZI/dxXtB6LjuGg/s1600-h/6774_1175900321496_1347727910_479848_5976919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356915831566368418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWkRAt_qI/AAAAAAAACZI/dxXtB6LjuGg/s320/6774_1175900321496_1347727910_479848_5976919_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are @ Roomful. Hwee Ying, myself and hoehan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWkAjip3I/AAAAAAAACZA/DHgSxG3Z9Nk/s1600-h/6774_1175900001488_1347727910_479840_8125123_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356915827149023090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWkAjip3I/AAAAAAAACZA/DHgSxG3Z9Nk/s320/6774_1175900001488_1347727910_479840_8125123_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pre-drinks shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWjPUmxhI/AAAAAAAACY4/fZuOBjgDVEc/s1600-h/6774_1175900361497_1347727910_479849_7576877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356915813933041170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWjPUmxhI/AAAAAAAACY4/fZuOBjgDVEc/s320/6774_1175900361497_1347727910_479849_7576877_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWi8HwfpI/AAAAAAAACYw/zs2bNBygbhk/s1600-h/6774_1175900121491_1347727910_479843_7544633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356915808778878610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWi8HwfpI/AAAAAAAACYw/zs2bNBygbhk/s320/6774_1175900121491_1347727910_479843_7544633_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHeers amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more nights of freedom before i kick my butt back into the cell on monday~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-7209968115393927245?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/7209968115393927245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/drinking-roomful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7209968115393927245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7209968115393927245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/drinking-roomful.html' title='drinking the roomful'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SleWkRAt_qI/AAAAAAAACZI/dxXtB6LjuGg/s72-c/6774_1175900321496_1347727910_479848_5976919_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8008500201572041208</id><published>2009-07-07T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:19:10.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How would it have been</title><content type='html'>How do we ever know if the move we made was right?&lt;br /&gt;How do you know if you set the correct jailed bird free?&lt;br /&gt;How would you know if you're doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;And how would you know if you're ready to be set free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when we thought we knew it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-8008500201572041208?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8008500201572041208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-would-it-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8008500201572041208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8008500201572041208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-would-it-have-been.html' title='How would it have been'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-7817471162543284688</id><published>2009-07-05T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:55:58.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big question.</title><content type='html'>It is so a-typical of a guy who meets girl, falls in love with her and the next stop, get laid.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, this is probably, correct myself, THE fantasy of almost all the guys that i've ever known. Unless the girl is not of their expectations. Meaning fat, ugly, fat, ugly. Fat &amp;amp; Ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find it so fascinating that we're all living in this simply superficial world of ours called, Earth. Wow. Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so painstakingly reminded to me about losers being out of love so much today through mediums of your romantic soapoperas, comdey shows. Whatever that was shown into my eyes that told me straight : I'm a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful to see my mum watching the korean drama called 'Full House' where I have to witness the dilema of the cute korean actress whom reminds me of the girl of my current life. And there she goes toying with fate, extending the drama episodes with scenes of heavy rain, her walking away and sad strong instrumental music by the background, illustrating the fact that they can't be together as of yet in this love serial. Isn't it simply gruesome, especially when i got a wakeup call at 3am that it's not meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, it's deliberating for me to watch a whole season of 'How I met Your mother' considering that it's a comedy but about a loser who can't seem to get the girl of his life to be in his life. And how often he seems so desperate yet in the end he goes back to fall in love with the same girl over and over again. It's just so haunting that i feel so pictured in that show. 'Cept for the fact that he ends up telling his kids in year 2030 about his life and i'm not sure if i will get to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's yesterday night of hanging out with my buddy whom doesn't believe so much into love. But all merry and drinks. A push of a 'send' button on my Handphone brought that supposedly sacred and well timed 3 words all the way to Honkie Land. And now, my life's pretty much sobered and well awaken. I would like to be, at this point in time drunk and wasted. But nothing's working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the heavy rain banging my window still the whole of today as i tried to sleep through it all. Telling myself that there's no point to gloom over it when the world is probably just crying out for you now. There's too many heartbreaks and sorrows all around the world that mine is just one of the many microscopic molecules to form up this storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just time to go gay afterall. The whole world is just prolly waiting for me to make that move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-7817471162543284688?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/7817471162543284688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7817471162543284688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7817471162543284688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-question.html' title='The big question.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3027825394842291598</id><published>2009-07-05T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:30:23.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I continue to walk that line alone.&lt;br /&gt;Where i've stopped at that particular dot of that line&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you all that while.&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply not over&lt;br /&gt;Cos it never began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's magical was seeing you in that long shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been you. It was always me,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3027825394842291598?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3027825394842291598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-continue-to-walk-that-line-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3027825394842291598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3027825394842291598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-continue-to-walk-that-line-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8136159857322020102</id><published>2009-07-05T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:47:31.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's over . To friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;There never was an expected happy ending after all. Only insults coming in, one after another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt numb even when you closed the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe thats the way out. Exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-8136159857322020102?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8136159857322020102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8136159857322020102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8136159857322020102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5449034645166044276</id><published>2009-07-02T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:37:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright shimmery Light</title><content type='html'>Feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of home. Of a family of friends and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like the light would never shine at the end of that tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week has passed and gone. In a flash.&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;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Skyo9QDpM8I/AAAAAAAACYo/djX5UXGJgEA/s1600-h/jean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353839827272414146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Skyo9QDpM8I/AAAAAAAACYo/djX5UXGJgEA/s320/jean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team who sent Jeanette off to HK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's with what's happening in camp . Our latest MV. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqgecqH5Zpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqgecqH5Zpw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;my bitch buddy and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-5449034645166044276?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5449034645166044276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/bright-shimmery-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5449034645166044276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5449034645166044276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/07/bright-shimmery-light.html' title='Bright shimmery Light'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Skyo9QDpM8I/AAAAAAAACYo/djX5UXGJgEA/s72-c/jean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6924897050473354737</id><published>2009-06-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:05:15.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems so weird that when you're gone , it pains to see you fly away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;That feeling that can't seems to go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;What's breaking even when all that breaks is the whole of my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;6 weeks more . Enjoy Hk and the suite life there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;The best part of me was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile. Honey.&lt;br /&gt;Your tears. Pain.&lt;br /&gt;Your sorrow. Needles.&lt;br /&gt;You. Priceless.&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/7969523498296953599-6924897050473354737?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6924897050473354737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-seems-so-weird-that-when-youre-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6924897050473354737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6924897050473354737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-seems-so-weird-that-when-youre-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5368817655580507932</id><published>2009-06-24T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:11:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take it away</title><content type='html'>If you're still a friend, nothing doesn't matter cos you've got me you would say.&lt;br /&gt;If you're no longer one . I guess this is the end you will text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we call a clean cut clears it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty engrossed and fixated on my PSP console this past few days. It might have just became my new hobby for after hours. I really wonder how office hours and afterhours have become such a drag especially when you're so bored to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, guess what? I just received a sms from MOE stating that i've been accepted on my interview for BA in Edu with NIE. But the start of the sms stated  another name. Haa maybe they sent wrongly. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe much longer. Take it off. Take it off. Not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-5368817655580507932?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5368817655580507932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-it-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5368817655580507932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5368817655580507932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-it-away.html' title='Take it away'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6843068593920736491</id><published>2009-06-24T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:41:57.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes a friend could just walk away when you need him. Is that a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes a friend can be so well sighted to see your flaws yet so blind in seeing your emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes a friend can just pretend he didn't see you. Sometimes He justs wants to keep you at bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Is he Sometimes not my friend and Other than Sometimes my friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I know that Other Than SOmetimes happens when he wants a ear, needs to punching bag and something to verbally comment about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's like suffocating under a mask that seeks to lasts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's not so much the dying or suffocating part. But the part that it slowly kills you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I rather a quick death than a slow momentous and torturous one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6843068593920736491?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6843068593920736491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/solidarity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6843068593920736491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6843068593920736491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/solidarity.html' title='Solidarity'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5448283519752056512</id><published>2009-06-20T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:20:17.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusts</title><content type='html'>I daresay i'm not suited out for the environment i'm in now,&lt;br /&gt;It just kinda happens that i have like 4 months and 20 days left before i officially quit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an attention seeker, so thats what they all call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS is sooooo not a place for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behaviours are just so hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know places for people like me . The Entertainment Industry. You have your fair share of limelight over that. And it's never enough. It just gets in right into your tiny little head.&lt;br /&gt;Well , here's to trying staying Low. And hope that it lasts for the amount of time mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Paparrazzi die from digging me out=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's past week's happening's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7Sg0AY5I/AAAAAAAACYg/WHBq1UfT7sQ/s1600-h/P1000989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349286015385232274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7Sg0AY5I/AAAAAAAACYg/WHBq1UfT7sQ/s320/P1000989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me against the entire world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7SeLoSyI/AAAAAAAACYY/bfXI3h1jClo/s1600-h/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349286014679010082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7SeLoSyI/AAAAAAAACYY/bfXI3h1jClo/s320/P1010040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PuayLeng, Qian Hui, Leo and Myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7RyBHpaI/AAAAAAAACYQ/4EhjKv3uw-A/s1600-h/P1000997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349286002823767458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7RyBHpaI/AAAAAAAACYQ/4EhjKv3uw-A/s320/P1000997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls and I =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to a strictly private life and Enjoy the remaining rotten crusts!&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/7969523498296953599-5448283519752056512?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5448283519752056512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/crusts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5448283519752056512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5448283519752056512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/crusts.html' title='Crusts'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sjx7Sg0AY5I/AAAAAAAACYg/WHBq1UfT7sQ/s72-c/P1000989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-1758135020120711338</id><published>2009-06-18T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:40:43.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 sights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from a pretty tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;There was the Badminton tourney on mon. Where the join-for-fun experience was pretty quirky and funny. Well, i kinda feel bad. Ok i feel VERY bad for kinda disgracing the Signals Team, cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm pretty amaterish @ Badminton with no training wat-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;2) Kinda got trashed badly by the Arty doubles team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Signals still emerged victorious even though i screwed up one match. And the only one i played . [ Laughs ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day Tiger trail emerged.&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate glory of clinching 16km and 13 knolls/hills within a very threatening 2 hours/ 120mins.&lt;br /&gt;Some fade and die off  whilst others survive the madness and claim ultimate glory.&lt;br /&gt;For me, i didn't fared too badly, although i didn't manage to clear ALL 13 hills, i was short of 1.&lt;br /&gt;It's an unforgettable experience that spurred on my Mental strength to carry on and surge forward.&lt;br /&gt;Running alongside another fellow teammate , 1SG Cheng Aik , really did help me mentally. And FYI, he's really Fast ! He cleared all the hills. I kinda feel guilty for stalling him at some point for my slightly longer water breaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, i received Best Soldier of the Month of April award in my unit. And i wanna thank so many people for their support, even though i know i don't really deserve it, with news and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My OC Cpt Edwin , RSM, CSM Msg Chan, my PS-es, my fellow 3SGs , my Coy: Bravo and every other personnel who helped me along way my projects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's not a big hooha award, but to me, your support picked me up at my lowest points, and your helping shoulders, hands, eyes have build onto the success to my Artworks i  present to the Bn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Without you, i'm not even worth a pinch of salt . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pain is when it hits you where you least expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Uncertainty is when blindness takes over your sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Helplessness is when all thats left for you to do is to watch your life crumble into shades of dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;When there's the 3 of them flanking me, all there's left to do is to end it all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-1758135020120711338?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/1758135020120711338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-sights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1758135020120711338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1758135020120711338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-sights.html' title='3 sights.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-1103017380686199531</id><published>2009-06-13T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:41:41.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weary Dusk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With every month that passes by, I feel older with the thought knowing that I will miss every single moment i once savoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Afternoon with the gals at Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGoSi7GI/AAAAAAAACW4/QesLsyR5sWM/s1600-h/4954_92689597962_555422962_2095612_6470874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634888699374690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGoSi7GI/AAAAAAAACW4/QesLsyR5sWM/s320/4954_92689597962_555422962_2095612_6470874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGZA3n1I/AAAAAAAACWw/c91X8FOxoC4/s1600-h/4954_92689607962_555422962_2095614_4022403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634884598701906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGZA3n1I/AAAAAAAACWw/c91X8FOxoC4/s320/4954_92689607962_555422962_2095614_4022403_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGH4zzoI/AAAAAAAACWo/L6dLG1VCcoI/s1600-h/4954_92689617962_555422962_2095616_2898985_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634880001494658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGH4zzoI/AAAAAAAACWo/L6dLG1VCcoI/s320/4954_92689617962_555422962_2095616_2898985_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGEEdaWI/AAAAAAAACWg/Q55Ss4JmBys/s1600-h/4954_92689627962_555422962_2095618_2979741_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634878976616802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGEEdaWI/AAAAAAAACWg/Q55Ss4JmBys/s320/4954_92689627962_555422962_2095618_2979741_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chilling out at TimeZone for Basketball .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQF8UY0rI/AAAAAAAACWY/IYZl88XLVic/s1600-h/4954_92689687962_555422962_2095628_4127768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634876895941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQF8UY0rI/AAAAAAAACWY/IYZl88XLVic/s320/4954_92689687962_555422962_2095628_4127768_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUyMA1BI/AAAAAAAACXg/N1WrFZC2JkA/s1600-h/4954_92689712962_555422962_2095633_2961846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635131874497554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUyMA1BI/AAAAAAAACXg/N1WrFZC2JkA/s320/4954_92689712962_555422962_2095633_2961846_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With Racing as a post mortem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQU-phiDI/AAAAAAAACXY/BmgCGz0VovY/s1600-h/4954_92689722962_555422962_2095635_7653078_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635135219501106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQU-phiDI/AAAAAAAACXY/BmgCGz0VovY/s320/4954_92689722962_555422962_2095635_7653078_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUlUa7QI/AAAAAAAACXQ/dI172gy_JRU/s1600-h/4954_92689727962_555422962_2095636_7597777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635128420101378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUlUa7QI/AAAAAAAACXQ/dI172gy_JRU/s320/4954_92689727962_555422962_2095636_7597777_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; And Beer @ Harry's as a dessert.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUlNILGI/AAAAAAAACXI/DWiOMqq4cb4/s1600-h/4954_92689797962_555422962_2095647_319691_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635128389512290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUlNILGI/AAAAAAAACXI/DWiOMqq4cb4/s320/4954_92689797962_555422962_2095647_319691_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635125261346818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQUZjUKAI/AAAAAAAACXA/eLt5SBvA7UM/s320/4954_92689802962_555422962_2095648_8049171_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Night PC fair with the guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQmG-xs5I/AAAAAAAACYI/2ZyJ3TlkS94/s1600-h/4954_92692967962_555422962_2095678_767485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635429513900946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQmG-xs5I/AAAAAAAACYI/2ZyJ3TlkS94/s320/4954_92692967962_555422962_2095678_767485_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlxRM4yI/AAAAAAAACYA/pyAeUHzypjk/s1600-h/4954_92692972962_555422962_2095679_8010137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635423685600034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlxRM4yI/AAAAAAAACYA/pyAeUHzypjk/s320/4954_92692972962_555422962_2095679_8010137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Biggest Winner @ the PC Fare : Neo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlpAJQJI/AAAAAAAACX4/PZM7eFHMKF4/s1600-h/4954_92692997962_555422962_2095683_1919212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635421466574994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlpAJQJI/AAAAAAAACX4/PZM7eFHMKF4/s320/4954_92692997962_555422962_2095683_1919212_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUpper @ Thompson Road : Prata!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlin72nI/AAAAAAAACXw/lzmOSxXcmSk/s1600-h/4954_92693087962_555422962_2095697_2832753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635419754420850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlin72nI/AAAAAAAACXw/lzmOSxXcmSk/s320/4954_92693087962_555422962_2095697_2832753_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the prata, there were thoughts of second round ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper @ CHomp CHomps Serangoon Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlQX9S1I/AAAAAAAACXo/giynFlVLmU0/s1600-h/4954_92693152962_555422962_2095707_3882496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346635414855568210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQlQX9S1I/AAAAAAAACXo/giynFlVLmU0/s320/4954_92693152962_555422962_2095707_3882496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the end of each night comes a time where dawn must take over the weary dusk . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-1103017380686199531?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/1103017380686199531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/weary-dusk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1103017380686199531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/1103017380686199531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/weary-dusk.html' title='Weary Dusk'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SjMQGoSi7GI/AAAAAAAACW4/QesLsyR5sWM/s72-c/4954_92689597962_555422962_2095612_6470874_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6995171067672453022</id><published>2009-06-11T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:31:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't afford to tell you knowing i'll lose you again the moment i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if you already knew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Were you waiting for me to say it to you or were you , like me avoiding it all along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been hard trying to forget you, knowing you were all i could think of all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i could , but i know i couldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would i be able to follow you through wherever you flew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6995171067672453022?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6995171067672453022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-afford-to-tell-you-knowing-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6995171067672453022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6995171067672453022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-afford-to-tell-you-knowing-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8486542163620647030</id><published>2009-06-10T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:48:57.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The creep</title><content type='html'>Tiger Trail : involving a 16km run along a treacherous road and conquering 13 knolls and hills within a span of 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my tiger trail trial, held at 3 Div. It was good to see old faces like Yee Wen, my BMT section mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail was so tiring. I had many thoughts of giving up during the trail. The KNolls are simply too steep that you had to slowly walk up. Going down was toughest. Once you gain wind, there's no way you could have stop. I thank my Staff SGt for grabbing my hand before i went full steam into the trees!&lt;br /&gt;One guy actually lost control and went straight into a constantina wire! Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i conquered 11 hills out of 13 and am i glad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can hardly move and i'm simply too tired to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i can't wait for my understudy to come take over my duties. woots!&lt;br /&gt;APparently the new specs seem pretty arrogant and all. tch tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28 June is slowly creeping in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-8486542163620647030?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8486542163620647030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/creep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8486542163620647030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8486542163620647030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/creep.html' title='The creep'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3412835506421284815</id><published>2009-06-06T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:03:23.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the wind blows</title><content type='html'>Adieus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the wind blowing when i sail through the wind in just my FBTs and bare body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been faithfully peaceful and i thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing a few projects there and there during the month of may and june. And with every month that passes by it means a day closer to a new path wavering ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, running has been something on the top of my mind. With Tiger Trail and AHM coming up, it's bound to get exciting than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that has been on my mind was and still is , You.&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading the day when you board that plane and be 2 months away .&lt;br /&gt;To you i'm just a friend. To me, you're more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3BK16jZI/AAAAAAAACWQ/0-Blo7HD5dE/s1600-h/CIMG1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3BK16jZI/AAAAAAAACWQ/0-Blo7HD5dE/s320/CIMG1519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214769802579346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3BDDjMrI/AAAAAAAACWI/ZgcSR5Tr21M/s1600-h/CIMG1494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3BDDjMrI/AAAAAAAACWI/ZgcSR5Tr21M/s320/CIMG1494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214767712285362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3A6mmLVI/AAAAAAAACWA/hEipla_zssY/s1600-h/CIMG2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3A6mmLVI/AAAAAAAACWA/hEipla_zssY/s320/CIMG2550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214765443362130" 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/7969523498296953599-3412835506421284815?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3412835506421284815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-wind-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3412835506421284815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3412835506421284815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-wind-blows.html' title='When the wind blows'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sip3BK16jZI/AAAAAAAACWQ/0-Blo7HD5dE/s72-c/CIMG1519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-7281202897130742004</id><published>2009-05-23T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:32:48.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is always somewhere, someone for other people to fall back on , always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But is there any for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I feel like i'm falling into some bottomless pit without any form of haven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-7281202897130742004?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/7281202897130742004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7281202897130742004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7281202897130742004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/end.html' title='End.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8995141892647497447</id><published>2009-05-17T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:17:36.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As sunset converges with the horizon, Life takes a bleak change towards a sombre yet quiet outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from a socialite culture, it sought a whole new meaning for me . The Red Light that had me stopped on my track . The busy traffic that has always been zooming pass me which i had never notice whilst always on the move to climb up ahead. And now i did realise it's importance and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have the best of qualities or skills. But what breaks you or helps you climb higher are the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see with my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one movie that really touched the crybaby in me. August Rush.&lt;br /&gt;Love that got lost for 11 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sg-1WmmZBiI/AAAAAAAACV4/41EZvJ61PaY/s1600-h/Keri_Russell_in_August_Rush_Wallpaper_1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sg-1WmmZBiI/AAAAAAAACV4/41EZvJ61PaY/s320/Keri_Russell_in_August_Rush_Wallpaper_1_1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336683483380647458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The story of a charismatic young Irish guitarist and a sheltered young cellist who have a chance encounter one magical night above New York's Washington Square, but are soon torn apart, leaving in their wake an infant, August Rush, orphaned by circumstance. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a story of a music prodigy. Lyla is a renowned and beautiful cellist and Louis is a bass player in club. Lyla and Louis falls in love once they meet each other following the music. Since they have different life, they have to separate without seeing each other once again. However, Lyla has had their baby-Evan, a prodigy born to music. Lyla has an accident and bears the baby but Lyla's father gives the baby to an orphanage but does not tell her this in case of affecting her career. After that, both Louis and Lyla give up the music career. Eleven years later, the poor little Evan believes that their parents are waiting for him and goes to New York to find his parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a fragile piece of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Love has been a missing piece in my heart. With the moon as a sculpture that hangs beautifully in the night sky, it's thinking of you that makes me strong to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight the sky above&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me how to love&lt;br /&gt;Walking through wintertime&lt;br /&gt;Where the stars all shine&lt;br /&gt;The angel on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you I was there&lt;br /&gt;Under the front porch light&lt;br /&gt;On a mystery night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting watching life pass from the sidelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been waiting for a dream to seep in through my blinds&lt;br /&gt;I wondered what might happen if I left this all behind&lt;br /&gt;Would the wind be at my back ? Could I get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;This time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ August Rush OST, This Time by Jonathan Rhys Meyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these words were never easier for me to say&lt;br /&gt;Or her to second guess&lt;br /&gt;But I guess&lt;br /&gt;That I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'll be miserable at best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I hoped I'd find&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every single way&lt;br /&gt;And everything I could give&lt;br /&gt;Is everything you couldn't take&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest part of living&lt;br /&gt;Is just taking breaths to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Miserable At Best by Mayday Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the one thing you’re looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;And you back stepping all of your moves&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;You wanna reach out&lt;br /&gt;You wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;Your head’s wrapped around what’s around the next bend&lt;br /&gt;You wish you could find something warm&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you’re shivering cold&lt;br /&gt;It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;br /&gt;It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you hadn't found me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;I would have found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long you’ve been running in circles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Round what’s at stake&lt;br /&gt;But now the times come for your feet to stand still in one place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was your first taste of love&lt;br /&gt;Living upon what you had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the first thing you see when you open your eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you say as your saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you is crying and driving you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Something Inside , August Rush OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sg-1We25VPI/AAAAAAAACVw/o4zk4z4WVlk/s1600-h/august-rush-movie-stills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sg-1We25VPI/AAAAAAAACVw/o4zk4z4WVlk/s320/august-rush-movie-stills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336683481302390002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful fairytale of 2 very different yet similar people, what hurts the most was you never being close. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-8995141892647497447?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8995141892647497447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8995141892647497447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8995141892647497447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-time.html' title='This time'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sg-1WmmZBiI/AAAAAAAACV4/41EZvJ61PaY/s72-c/Keri_Russell_in_August_Rush_Wallpaper_1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-4594368311324366587</id><published>2009-05-07T16:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:04:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wed night fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Drinks. Chats. All a good night's way to spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good time for the 3 of us to know more about each other. { esp me} since i'm like extremely lousy in answering the questions posed about all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;It just made me realised how much i'm getting all the attention and i give so little of mine.&lt;br /&gt;And HY [ as usual] answered all my questions correctly. ANd i answered all of Jeanette's wrong!! Most la. But with beer frenzy and all the finger games. It's a cosy night getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally booking in tonight. Rather relentless to book in. But it's a must since i have to find out all the happenings that i missed out on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been giving tuition lately. 2 of my EVG boys and 5 CHIJ girls. BUSY BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will be spent with every ounce of my thoughts in it. COs Life is brilliant. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi5INYcbI/AAAAAAAACUY/zo-RFDGMAII/s1600-h/4152_80443587962_555422962_1913347_2039846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004011099943346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi5INYcbI/AAAAAAAACUY/zo-RFDGMAII/s320/4152_80443587962_555422962_1913347_2039846_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4wQMfcI/AAAAAAAACUQ/nP3Nu-LIZK8/s1600-h/4152_80443572962_555422962_1913345_2167062_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004004669291970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4wQMfcI/AAAAAAAACUQ/nP3Nu-LIZK8/s320/4152_80443572962_555422962_1913345_2167062_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeanette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi41idFEI/AAAAAAAACUI/O-3zfjjn-MU/s1600-h/4152_80443562962_555422962_1913344_3337267_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004006088053826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi41idFEI/AAAAAAAACUI/O-3zfjjn-MU/s320/4152_80443562962_555422962_1913344_3337267_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hwee Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4mWLh0I/AAAAAAAACUA/9DbiTm9lgFI/s1600-h/4152_80443592962_555422962_1913348_3418399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004002010040130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4mWLh0I/AAAAAAAACUA/9DbiTm9lgFI/s320/4152_80443592962_555422962_1913348_3418399_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4R3eDxI/AAAAAAAACT4/9TiWn0kKV7E/s1600-h/4152_80443602962_555422962_1913350_6585309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333003996512522002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKi4R3eDxI/AAAAAAAACT4/9TiWn0kKV7E/s320/4152_80443602962_555422962_1913350_6585309_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKjUv056KI/AAAAAAAACVA/IM3HDwvrWa8/s1600-h/4152_80443617962_555422962_1913353_152396_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004485591165090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKjUv056KI/AAAAAAAACVA/IM3HDwvrWa8/s320/4152_80443617962_555422962_1913353_152396_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the 3 Haviannas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SgKjUq-O8TI/AAAAAAAACU4/O0IdbHh5mLs/s1600-h/4152_80443632962_555422962_1913356_1358343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004484288114994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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And i should get back en route towards a Goal-Driven life. It's often Goals that set you on fire with your determination and spirits coming back alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that the Old friends whom memories i have should not be memories. Instead burn away those memories and create new ones . Note the word used of 'Realised' shows me how much i actually treasure their being my once close friend.&lt;br /&gt;And that is I have to thank all the happenings in Camp.&lt;br /&gt;they made me realised how spoilt i am to have care shown for me. And who have been showing their love for me? Those whom we lost in that fire as we treaded down our own futuristic paths.&lt;br /&gt;The people whom spoils me and gone through so much Shit and fun with me. God where are they now?&lt;br /&gt;They might be on Facebook but they aren't meeting up with me much.&lt;br /&gt;SO my goal : Find them before they're lost forever. I'm sure they're finding me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda inferior when i see people COMMITTED to hobbies like Bikes, Food tasting, Gumdam models, Cell, Music and looking at my own free time : I have none. I mean i have stuff in which i'm interested in . But my active laziness has got me no where. I need to start with this period of time in which i am deemed free instead of being dull.&lt;br /&gt;Too much clubbing makes you an empty product in the end.&lt;br /&gt;And Especially with Camp bros like James and Kenneth doing their regimental Working out exercises and making me feel so inferior [ in terms of body sense only] PLUS my Bro's Danson SECRET regime of 4-5 months which got his BOD in Hot mode. I see the urge to get started!!&lt;br /&gt;Looking Good is important. I'm a vain guy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all i need to do is to really Not just sit down and surf the Net [ the soul draining device] but to sit down and make lists of what i truely want to acheive and do in my period of being 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Ready Get Set. GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6004301134379417159?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6004301134379417159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/lists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6004301134379417159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6004301134379417159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/lists.html' title='LISTS'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3357311298745197782</id><published>2009-05-05T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:22:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Barely Breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats still breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;My 1 week vacation from camp has been going on so well that i realised that i ain't thinking so much anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the Enjoyment of the Outside air [ who cares if Swiney is out there malingering] has made my mind clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But i'm just praying to myself that once i enter back in, i would exit without being someone so gloomy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If someone is against me i rather they coming to tell me straight rather than mind games.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3357311298745197782?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3357311298745197782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-barely-breathing-with-broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3357311298745197782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3357311298745197782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-barely-breathing-with-broken-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-4399102979462936715</id><published>2009-05-03T14:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:07:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROund 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;after Friday's Trip, came Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was tiring no doubt. But fun's still on ! &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Of  course i have to have my trusty cam with me on this one !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tUVN0lI/AAAAAAAACSI/GplmNRHMU_Q/s1600-h/3208_79239912962_555422962_1893777_4417782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487581660893778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tUVN0lI/AAAAAAAACSI/GplmNRHMU_Q/s320/3208_79239912962_555422962_1893777_4417782_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Met Mr Long in my Mr A-z look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tOGhIxI/AAAAAAAACSA/7-SF1_JgGuQ/s1600-h/3208_79239917962_555422962_1893778_813234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487579988632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tOGhIxI/AAAAAAAACSA/7-SF1_JgGuQ/s320/3208_79239917962_555422962_1893778_813234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tExlG6I/AAAAAAAACR4/TN0ISou3Qgw/s1600-h/3208_79239972962_555422962_1893789_1863299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487577484893090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tExlG6I/AAAAAAAACR4/TN0ISou3Qgw/s320/3208_79239972962_555422962_1893789_1863299_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Such a camwhore am i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_s71l4-I/AAAAAAAACRw/QdgA6DDxFaU/s1600-h/3208_79239977962_555422962_1893790_3724260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487575085802466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_s71l4-I/AAAAAAAACRw/QdgA6DDxFaU/s320/3208_79239977962_555422962_1893790_3724260_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_sudc7iI/AAAAAAAACRo/eQvatX1hpdI/s1600-h/3208_79243032962_555422962_1893836_6813892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487571494891042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_sudc7iI/AAAAAAAACRo/eQvatX1hpdI/s320/3208_79243032962_555422962_1893836_6813892_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Here's mr Ryan, Ops spec in a Puss-In-Boots Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-Yx5BcI/AAAAAAAACSw/e2Jk1Gq0L6Y/s1600-h/3208_79243042962_555422962_1893838_3801436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487874912683458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-Yx5BcI/AAAAAAAACSw/e2Jk1Gq0L6Y/s320/3208_79243042962_555422962_1893838_3801436_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And the Long guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-KKa4qI/AAAAAAAACSo/rKxLvLe6LxE/s1600-h/3208_79243052962_555422962_1893840_655845_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487870989034146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-KKa4qI/AAAAAAAACSo/rKxLvLe6LxE/s320/3208_79243052962_555422962_1893840_655845_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Here's Bjorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-Pyh7cI/AAAAAAAACSg/P8tX_3L1PWA/s1600-h/3208_79243092962_555422962_1893845_6973906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487872499445186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_-Pyh7cI/AAAAAAAACSg/P8tX_3L1PWA/s320/3208_79243092962_555422962_1893845_6973906_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; And Ryan again. Rock On Specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_92FfBYI/AAAAAAAACSY/xLC6a_uwqfw/s1600-h/3208_79243127962_555422962_1893850_3858168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487865599624578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_92FfBYI/AAAAAAAACSY/xLC6a_uwqfw/s320/3208_79243127962_555422962_1893850_3858168_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The Log Clerk in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331487861492653298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_9myTnPI/AAAAAAAACSQ/ECI38ax0a0c/s320/3208_79243147962_555422962_1893854_2927187_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's like a mini Bn cohesion where 1 rep from almost everywhere come together. But it's like 3 HQ and 2 Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1AhJ0OLJI/AAAAAAAACTY/notp5kh-Mtk/s1600-h/3208_79243177962_555422962_1893859_3908239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488472191347858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1AhJ0OLJI/AAAAAAAACTY/notp5kh-Mtk/s320/3208_79243177962_555422962_1893859_3908239_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Here's me looking like a boy who flaunt his temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Ag0gFBXI/AAAAAAAACTQ/2LOdL3ua7jE/s1600-h/3208_79243212962_555422962_1893864_3960656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488466469717362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Ag0gFBXI/AAAAAAAACTQ/2LOdL3ua7jE/s320/3208_79243212962_555422962_1893864_3960656_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; MORE camera Time !! sayd freddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Ag5J9oEI/AAAAAAAACTI/PpqiZXCu-OU/s1600-h/3208_79243222962_555422962_1893865_6405485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488467719135298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Ag5J9oEI/AAAAAAAACTI/PpqiZXCu-OU/s320/3208_79243222962_555422962_1893865_6405485_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I like this look. Even though it meant concealing my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1AgzM6LvI/AAAAAAAACTA/aafqY8K6oNc/s1600-h/3208_79243232962_555422962_1893866_3948739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488466120879858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1AgzM6LvI/AAAAAAAACTA/aafqY8K6oNc/s320/3208_79243232962_555422962_1893866_3948739_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Yes i Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Agi83isI/AAAAAAAACS4/BIdk8y0jEt8/s1600-h/3208_79243247962_555422962_1893867_1353774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488461758630594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1Agi83isI/AAAAAAAACS4/BIdk8y0jEt8/s320/3208_79243247962_555422962_1893867_1353774_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Hello. Please aim properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2cAv9BI/AAAAAAAACTw/gPyfn7w1sBk/s1600-h/3208_79243252962_555422962_1893868_5223801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488837852984338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2cAv9BI/AAAAAAAACTw/gPyfn7w1sBk/s320/3208_79243252962_555422962_1893868_5223801_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The feeling is absolutely stunning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2NeK7II/AAAAAAAACTo/7CgNPj2OvMc/s1600-h/3208_79243282962_555422962_1893873_2163183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488833949854850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2NeK7II/AAAAAAAACTo/7CgNPj2OvMc/s320/3208_79243282962_555422962_1893873_2163183_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2C4vbGI/AAAAAAAACTg/oUs3hSc-fzk/s1600-h/3208_79243317962_555422962_1893878_4665942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331488831108508770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf1A2C4vbGI/AAAAAAAACTg/oUs3hSc-fzk/s320/3208_79243317962_555422962_1893878_4665942_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Here's the pose i've been practising for the ladies. i had to use Long as my guinea pig hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired cos the party ended at 6am. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-4399102979462936715?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/4399102979462936715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/round-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/4399102979462936715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/4399102979462936715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/round-2.html' title='ROund 2'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sf0_tUVN0lI/AAAAAAAACSI/GplmNRHMU_Q/s72-c/3208_79239912962_555422962_1893777_4417782_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-7635678030309386520</id><published>2009-05-02T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:53:06.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1</title><content type='html'>LAbour DAy was spent in a place which i was to avoid. Town.&lt;br /&gt;With my 2 buds Kenneth and Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO9HH2LLI/AAAAAAAACQ4/i1TaVIdVJ0Q/s1600-h/P1000288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082133202414770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO9HH2LLI/AAAAAAAACQ4/i1TaVIdVJ0Q/s320/P1000288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love attention. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8zE0UDI/AAAAAAAACQw/nP6te_urxOo/s1600-h/P1000291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082127821000754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8zE0UDI/AAAAAAAACQw/nP6te_urxOo/s320/P1000291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's very rare to have my 2 good friends to go out together. Cos they're in diff cliques and walks of life. Good, now that they can talk, i don't have to plan separate outings with them anymore. muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8jmTL_I/AAAAAAAACQo/9DI3fKDQY6A/s1600-h/P1000295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082123666468850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8jmTL_I/AAAAAAAACQo/9DI3fKDQY6A/s320/P1000295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner it was ..... after much reluctance and me wearing berms... it was ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POWER HOUSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8X7PzFI/AAAAAAAACQg/pOhZVWvotGg/s1600-h/P1000300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082120533101650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8X7PzFI/AAAAAAAACQg/pOhZVWvotGg/s320/P1000300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8I4xqDI/AAAAAAAACQY/-PicdAKY5jY/s1600-h/P1000303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082116496205874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO8I4xqDI/AAAAAAAACQY/-PicdAKY5jY/s320/P1000303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenneth Me and Nicholas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BoilerRoom was pretty awesome. It was when we're headed to Powerhouse when Kc's men got drunk. and he laid on the floorings of like the lobby. and we had to spend a good 2 hours outside trying to make him sober. Plus the guy [ called eugene] would be doing duty @ 8am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much efforts [ with the bouncers help] , we finally got him home via his sister. loads of drama, loads of shouting by KC [ cos he was pretty gone ] i kinda took control of the whole situation by slapping his face, splashing ice water on him[ breaking 2 glasses in the process] , making him suck lemon and lime and massaging him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow this are traits of freddy even i have never seen before: Taking care of drunk people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably i will never let myself get drunk again cos i will be a burden. opps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that, i have another round tonight @ PH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really broke and soggy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-7635678030309386520?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/7635678030309386520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/round-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7635678030309386520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/7635678030309386520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/round-1.html' title='Round 1'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfvO9HH2LLI/AAAAAAAACQ4/i1TaVIdVJ0Q/s72-c/P1000288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-2656153910660598800</id><published>2009-05-01T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:14:44.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfnN-RxEzgI/AAAAAAAACQQ/zLZwcFY0tLQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330518103774514690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfnN-RxEzgI/AAAAAAAACQQ/zLZwcFY0tLQ/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When Life's all tumbled and crashing , I love i have something to lean on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's knowing i have you to look for that keeps me going forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When Life's a mess, directions are fuzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's all ok cos i know things you will be there to look out for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is a very messed up tale right now.&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/7969523498296953599-2656153910660598800?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/2656153910660598800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/perhaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2656153910660598800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2656153910660598800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/05/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SfnN-RxEzgI/AAAAAAAACQQ/zLZwcFY0tLQ/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5256519833306731902</id><published>2009-04-20T17:26:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:29:02.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RDC - the road to Melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVRLZEgI/AAAAAAAACKA/9Kl7yF4Lz3Y/s1600-h/2990_75202427962_555422962_1833932_241582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721885102739970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVRLZEgI/AAAAAAAACKA/9Kl7yF4Lz3Y/s320/2990_75202427962_555422962_1833932_241582_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As most of you know, i went to Melaka on the 17th April !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The purpose: Rotaract District Conference 2009 held by the RAC Kota Melaka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For those of you who do not know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rotaract is a Rotary-sponsored service club for young men and women aged 18 to 30. Rotaract clubs are usually community-based or tertiary-based and are sponsored by a local Rotary club making them true "partners in service" and key members of the Rotary family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And for those who would like to find out more, please visit : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://district3310.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://district3310.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; for information about Rotaract in our District =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I have been in the Rotaract Club of Northwest for the 4th year now, since 2006 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKx3HXK7I/AAAAAAAACEQ/eUAMR2sOJ2o/s1600-h/2990_75185572962_555422962_1833433_673624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326714679741328306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKx3HXK7I/AAAAAAAACEQ/eUAMR2sOJ2o/s320/2990_75185572962_555422962_1833433_673624_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Upon reaching Melaka at around Lunch time, i visited a Nonya Cafe called the BullDog Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lunch was for once, interestingly filled with the nonya heritage and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKx_uhrVI/AAAAAAAACEI/cb6IQD7TxbI/s1600-h/2990_75185467962_555422962_1833414_4966393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326714682053078354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKx_uhrVI/AAAAAAAACEI/cb6IQD7TxbI/s320/2990_75185467962_555422962_1833414_4966393_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxuwUm_I/AAAAAAAACEA/5WcQnohv1L8/s1600-h/2990_75185457962_555422962_1833412_2251834_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326714677497207794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxuwUm_I/AAAAAAAACEA/5WcQnohv1L8/s320/2990_75185457962_555422962_1833412_2251834_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As the programme starts only @ 7 and i had time to kill, i visited my bro and sis who were setting up a Booth at the Rotary DIstrict Assembly at another Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxj6hS7I/AAAAAAAACD4/TB5qB31bG2w/s1600-h/2990_75185522962_555422962_1833424_6643007_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326714674587192242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxj6hS7I/AAAAAAAACD4/TB5qB31bG2w/s320/2990_75185522962_555422962_1833424_6643007_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Pretending to be a Pro Photographer ain't difficult after all hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxTzInjI/AAAAAAAACDw/wOUasZLwhkw/s1600-h/2990_75185507962_555422962_1833421_1390141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326714670261247538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexKxTzInjI/AAAAAAAACDw/wOUasZLwhkw/s320/2990_75185507962_555422962_1833421_1390141_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the True Blue photographers are the 2 beside me : Haz and Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7Qei8II/AAAAAAAACE4/GzdjSaTLAcw/s1600-h/2990_75185527962_555422962_1833425_5305550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715940679905410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7Qei8II/AAAAAAAACE4/GzdjSaTLAcw/s320/2990_75185527962_555422962_1833425_5305550_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sister that has been looking out for me since i joined Rotaract, Wendy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to explore the streets of Melacca for a bit since i had some time to kill. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7TJOVeI/AAAAAAAACEw/fV4ubW4ZMok/s1600-h/2990_75185627962_555422962_1833441_4415584_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715941395781090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7TJOVeI/AAAAAAAACEw/fV4ubW4ZMok/s320/2990_75185627962_555422962_1833441_4415584_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7Nd84wI/AAAAAAAACEo/G-c1UrcLQA4/s1600-h/2990_75185657962_555422962_1833446_3674055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715939872105218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7Nd84wI/AAAAAAAACEo/G-c1UrcLQA4/s320/2990_75185657962_555422962_1833446_3674055_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7LsSLZI/AAAAAAAACEg/p5C5kONMwcE/s1600-h/2990_75185667962_555422962_1833448_7395383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715939395349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7LsSLZI/AAAAAAAACEg/p5C5kONMwcE/s320/2990_75185667962_555422962_1833448_7395383_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7N4DMYI/AAAAAAAACEY/3lcuIZZd0NQ/s1600-h/2990_75185712962_555422962_1833456_6464377_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715939981570434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexL7N4DMYI/AAAAAAAACEY/3lcuIZZd0NQ/s320/2990_75185712962_555422962_1833456_6464377_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMykSnZuI/AAAAAAAACFg/Sel20TRtpBA/s1600-h/2990_75185732962_555422962_1833460_5079579_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326716890891380450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMykSnZuI/AAAAAAAACFg/Sel20TRtpBA/s320/2990_75185732962_555422962_1833460_5079579_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all gathered at the Lobby of our hotel @ 7pm, we had a ride to the prety famous food market in town . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyQ23n2I/AAAAAAAACFY/3RlADNSapns/s1600-h/2990_75185742962_555422962_1833461_5621467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326716885674729314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyQ23n2I/AAAAAAAACFY/3RlADNSapns/s320/2990_75185742962_555422962_1833461_5621467_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyTxc9CI/AAAAAAAACFQ/e1mGzGdkOtA/s1600-h/2990_75185747962_555422962_1833462_2300459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326716886457316386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyTxc9CI/AAAAAAAACFQ/e1mGzGdkOtA/s320/2990_75185747962_555422962_1833462_2300459_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Newton Food Centre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyLMxbvI/AAAAAAAACFI/nX1IM2yvIKI/s1600-h/2990_75185752962_555422962_1833463_5782781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326716884155985650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyLMxbvI/AAAAAAAACFI/nX1IM2yvIKI/s320/2990_75185752962_555422962_1833463_5782781_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claypot rice, BaK Kut Teh, Popiah all very Delectable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326716884962016674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexMyOM8faI/AAAAAAAACFA/PXAwbMYDCsQ/s320/2990_75185767962_555422962_1833464_1389763_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoke break and Coffee is definitel a much needed thing to do after dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717733300636290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjmgoioI/AAAAAAAACGI/A96Akdz6Dpw/s320/2990_75192327962_555422962_1833640_5146813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Back at the Hotel , we had our Ice Breaking session . We were broken up into 5 teams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hang Tuah, Kasturi, Jebat, Lekir and Lekiu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in Hang Tuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a surprise Birthday Celebration for our DRR [ District Rotaract Representative] Wee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjv79HkI/AAAAAAAACGA/Fp1epItn2yI/s1600-h/2990_75192347962_555422962_1833643_8124775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717735831150146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjv79HkI/AAAAAAAACGA/Fp1epItn2yI/s320/2990_75192347962_555422962_1833643_8124775_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he makes his grand entrance unknowningly [ he suspects]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjpNXpaI/AAAAAAAACF4/Gj5o9nMDqSo/s1600-h/2990_75192352962_555422962_1833644_6920418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717734025143714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjpNXpaI/AAAAAAAACF4/Gj5o9nMDqSo/s320/2990_75192352962_555422962_1833644_6920418_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjQ3zXrI/AAAAAAAACFw/9BzfWog6Klk/s1600-h/2990_75192362962_555422962_1833646_6192001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717727492234930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjQ3zXrI/AAAAAAAACFw/9BzfWog6Klk/s320/2990_75192362962_555422962_1833646_6192001_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjWc3uCI/AAAAAAAACFo/_s41uBqVwno/s1600-h/2990_75192377962_555422962_1833649_5902856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717728989886498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexNjWc3uCI/AAAAAAAACFo/_s41uBqVwno/s320/2990_75192377962_555422962_1833649_5902856_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Night couldn't just end there. Michael and Boon had hidden stashes of Whiskey and Chivas. So knowing Freddy very well .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcqzNeFI/AAAAAAAACGw/L6mdo2ZH3Ic/s1600-h/2990_75194122962_555422962_1833673_5833561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718713704839250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcqzNeFI/AAAAAAAACGw/L6mdo2ZH3Ic/s320/2990_75194122962_555422962_1833673_5833561_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drinking Night!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcDC9_NI/AAAAAAAACGo/Fpf5prdM8DE/s1600-h/2990_75194142962_555422962_1833676_1438732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718703033515218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcDC9_NI/AAAAAAAACGo/Fpf5prdM8DE/s320/2990_75194142962_555422962_1833676_1438732_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thats me looking ready to gulp down that WHiskey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcEcUdVI/AAAAAAAACGg/ennIEZ2trsU/s1600-h/2990_75194147962_555422962_1833677_8136508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718703408280914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOcEcUdVI/AAAAAAAACGg/ennIEZ2trsU/s320/2990_75194147962_555422962_1833677_8136508_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xin Yi from RAC Marina City and myself all high and excited .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexObwZqoFI/AAAAAAAACGY/PozyvOAbuFE/s1600-h/2990_75194152962_555422962_1833678_2546749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718698028441682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexObwZqoFI/AAAAAAAACGY/PozyvOAbuFE/s320/2990_75194152962_555422962_1833678_2546749_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love WHISKEY =]]] i was pretty high by then . 4 glasses down in a few mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOb5HqmyI/AAAAAAAACGQ/pfe8PTLFUUE/s1600-h/2990_75194157962_555422962_1833679_2213002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718700368861986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexOb5HqmyI/AAAAAAAACGQ/pfe8PTLFUUE/s320/2990_75194157962_555422962_1833679_2213002_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang relaxing in Rm 514.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEXHIMGI/AAAAAAAACIA/0b6gYLlqNCY/s1600-h/2990_75194177962_555422962_1833683_454284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719395614437474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEXHIMGI/AAAAAAAACIA/0b6gYLlqNCY/s320/2990_75194177962_555422962_1833683_454284_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think i was pretty high when i took this shot. I'm praying i had no accidents . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEKoHyfI/AAAAAAAACH4/H2FpEt9jgE0/s1600-h/2990_75194187962_555422962_1833685_7848063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719392263162354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEKoHyfI/AAAAAAAACH4/H2FpEt9jgE0/s320/2990_75194187962_555422962_1833685_7848063_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WIld and High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEJq6KwI/AAAAAAAACHw/U9-W88DA2B8/s1600-h/2990_75194202962_555422962_1833688_7148308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719392006417154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPEJq6KwI/AAAAAAAACHw/U9-W88DA2B8/s320/2990_75194202962_555422962_1833688_7148308_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And as we drank more and more. . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPD-7YBxI/AAAAAAAACHo/AV1rDAKyqNA/s1600-h/2990_75194222962_555422962_1833691_2929175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719389122692882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPD-7YBxI/AAAAAAAACHo/AV1rDAKyqNA/s320/2990_75194222962_555422962_1833691_2929175_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPD3KoHbI/AAAAAAAACHg/1RuyT6VQsqw/s1600-h/2990_75194227962_555422962_1833692_7321118_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719387039178162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexPD3KoHbI/AAAAAAAACHg/1RuyT6VQsqw/s320/2990_75194227962_555422962_1833692_7321118_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opps. The fox's tail revealed. Mr Camwhore in action!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i woke up groggily to day 2 . . it was the opening ceremony of the COnference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6vv5doI/AAAAAAAACIo/iccmoZQqK0o/s1600-h/2990_75198107962_555422962_1833744_4356926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720329940825730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6vv5doI/AAAAAAAACIo/iccmoZQqK0o/s320/2990_75198107962_555422962_1833744_4356926_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6UVOAXI/AAAAAAAACIg/D95T_rRUtlA/s1600-h/2990_75198112962_555422962_1833745_4699838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720322581168498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6UVOAXI/AAAAAAAACIg/D95T_rRUtlA/s320/2990_75198112962_555422962_1833745_4699838_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The PDRR and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6fRc3pI/AAAAAAAACIY/r4EKzCUbnBA/s1600-h/2990_75198117962_555422962_1833746_1190868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720325518155410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6fRc3pI/AAAAAAAACIY/r4EKzCUbnBA/s320/2990_75198117962_555422962_1833746_1190868_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The DRRE and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6aqJDnI/AAAAAAAACIQ/kbHBi_LTF8M/s1600-h/2990_75198122962_555422962_1833747_6833496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720324279537266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6aqJDnI/AAAAAAAACIQ/kbHBi_LTF8M/s320/2990_75198122962_555422962_1833747_6833496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rotaractors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720319070627042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexP6HQPZOI/AAAAAAAACII/GB1_rhhR4oM/s320/2990_75198127962_555422962_1833748_2468673_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Rotary Family =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon was the Team games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first game was called Charades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second was the Describe the picture game where we had to relay descirptions of a picture to our artist, who have never seen the picture before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQQPqQ4HI/AAAAAAAACJQ/lM3MnyMS9fk/s1600-h/2990_75198142962_555422962_1833751_438136_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720699284381810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQQPqQ4HI/AAAAAAAACJQ/lM3MnyMS9fk/s320/2990_75198142962_555422962_1833751_438136_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHislt busy relaying the discriptions . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQQLLG7_I/AAAAAAAACJI/fLVhgM7hnoU/s1600-h/2990_75198157962_555422962_1833752_6194214_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720698079965170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQQLLG7_I/AAAAAAAACJI/fLVhgM7hnoU/s320/2990_75198157962_555422962_1833752_6194214_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilian Busy drawing what seems to be the correct Discriptions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPzE4SGI/AAAAAAAACJA/73d9Rf5mGj0/s1600-h/2990_75198167962_555422962_1833754_5375719_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720691611388002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPzE4SGI/AAAAAAAACJA/73d9Rf5mGj0/s320/2990_75198167962_555422962_1833754_5375719_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Artists . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPxe_hMI/AAAAAAAACI4/_PmbzDrOuAQ/s1600-h/2990_75198172962_555422962_1833755_5052358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720691184043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPxe_hMI/AAAAAAAACI4/_PmbzDrOuAQ/s320/2990_75198172962_555422962_1833755_5052358_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her final Product!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next game was the STep Up competition, where teams have to choreograph a dance of at least 1 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPpVz-2I/AAAAAAAACIw/swBwXHktRUQ/s1600-h/2990_75198237962_555422962_1833764_1215535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720688998054754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQPpVz-2I/AAAAAAAACIw/swBwXHktRUQ/s320/2990_75198237962_555422962_1833764_1215535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course , Hang Tuah won that session with it's beautiful moves to the song of Pump It. The video will be up when i get hold of it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we had in line next was our RIver Cruise . . and as we gathered outside the hotel with instructions to our Amazing Hunt. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ54wkteI/AAAAAAAACJw/Hmc22RZgBdY/s1600-h/2990_75202377962_555422962_1833924_264782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721414691337698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ54wkteI/AAAAAAAACJw/Hmc22RZgBdY/s320/2990_75202377962_555422962_1833924_264782_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Team Tuah with Captain Zack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ5ynA9BI/AAAAAAAACJo/OGkMXsczdek/s1600-h/2990_75202362962_555422962_1833921_6964033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721413040632850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ5ynA9BI/AAAAAAAACJo/OGkMXsczdek/s320/2990_75202362962_555422962_1833921_6964033_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tasks we had to accomplish were all up there. Looking petrifyingly hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ52CtjnI/AAAAAAAACJg/nXdo0ZVKM5Q/s1600-h/2990_75202357962_555422962_1833920_5051548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721413962108530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ52CtjnI/AAAAAAAACJg/nXdo0ZVKM5Q/s320/2990_75202357962_555422962_1833920_5051548_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Ready for the Big Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ5g6mXvI/AAAAAAAACJY/v_9rLtTnaEc/s1600-h/2990_75202352962_555422962_1833919_2073106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721408290938610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ5g6mXvI/AAAAAAAACJY/v_9rLtTnaEc/s320/2990_75202352962_555422962_1833919_2073106_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  President Amanda and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Bus . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721893840497506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVxuoq2I/AAAAAAAACKg/T1ltCwjw1Vw/s320/2990_75202402962_555422962_1833927_4432132_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We must have been very bored to do so . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721418262821106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexQ6GEFOPI/AAAAAAAACJ4/u5qpgHpqc8E/s320/2990_75202392962_555422962_1833926_3250339_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVmBxU_I/AAAAAAAACKY/XgyX_Fxu8jw/s1600-h/2990_75202407962_555422962_1833928_3120935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721890699531250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVmBxU_I/AAAAAAAACKY/XgyX_Fxu8jw/s320/2990_75202407962_555422962_1833928_3120935_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVqNiY8I/AAAAAAAACKQ/6YBZhXyRZJ0/s1600-h/2990_75202412962_555422962_1833929_1602684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721891822625730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVqNiY8I/AAAAAAAACKQ/6YBZhXyRZJ0/s320/2990_75202412962_555422962_1833929_1602684_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721886248085490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVVcdp_I/AAAAAAAACKI/jEx_3Rspj_A/s320/2990_75202417962_555422962_1833930_4872597_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Team Tuah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFlB-q8I/AAAAAAAACLA/JtidjBKIfp8/s1600-h/2990_75202447962_555422962_1833935_5514630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326722715065691074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFlB-q8I/AAAAAAAACLA/JtidjBKIfp8/s320/2990_75202447962_555422962_1833935_5514630_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AS we await the cruise to begin   . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFhd7YDI/AAAAAAAACK4/dgu7s2gH0xI/s1600-h/2990_75202482962_555422962_1833941_1689630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326722714109173810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFhd7YDI/AAAAAAAACK4/dgu7s2gH0xI/s320/2990_75202482962_555422962_1833941_1689630_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFjUmBCI/AAAAAAAACKw/QYc8wMe4FT8/s1600-h/2990_75202487962_555422962_1833942_2425713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326722714606896162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFjUmBCI/AAAAAAAACKw/QYc8wMe4FT8/s320/2990_75202487962_555422962_1833942_2425713_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFfoTOHI/AAAAAAAACKo/PBAsxOK5mx8/s1600-h/2990_75202497962_555422962_1833944_1897001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326722713615808626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexSFfoTOHI/AAAAAAAACKo/PBAsxOK5mx8/s320/2990_75202497962_555422962_1833944_1897001_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Amazing Hunt starts at Jonker Walk, the busy Night street in Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTdwCCdlI/AAAAAAAACLM/JEHdcUMnqP8/s1600-h/2990_75206752962_555422962_1834072_418539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724229847217746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTdwCCdlI/AAAAAAAACLM/JEHdcUMnqP8/s320/2990_75206752962_555422962_1834072_418539_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUAJkI3_I/AAAAAAAACMU/tH7UnFhBbow/s1600-h/2990_75206757962_555422962_1834073_5599190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724820816682994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUAJkI3_I/AAAAAAAACMU/tH7UnFhBbow/s320/2990_75206757962_555422962_1834073_5599190_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Devil, Zack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_2Lwd5I/AAAAAAAACMM/TC4IvIIs0as/s1600-h/2990_75206762962_555422962_1834074_5255292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724815614146450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_2Lwd5I/AAAAAAAACMM/TC4IvIIs0as/s320/2990_75206762962_555422962_1834074_5255292_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAving Pineapples [ part of our task]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_6w3rRI/AAAAAAAACME/sLfGIMSTjWE/s1600-h/2990_75206782962_555422962_1834077_3312744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724816843549970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_6w3rRI/AAAAAAAACME/sLfGIMSTjWE/s320/2990_75206782962_555422962_1834077_3312744_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The task was simply to just have one member kiling another with a samurai sword....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but our team decided to pump it all up . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_416otI/AAAAAAAACL8/lS4Eo4g9eVU/s1600-h/2990_75206797962_555422962_1834080_1936991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724816327844562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_416otI/AAAAAAAACL8/lS4Eo4g9eVU/s320/2990_75206797962_555422962_1834080_1936991_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robin and the really BITTER Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724811384732626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexT_mbYu9I/AAAAAAAACL0/SZAn5ZI-D18/s320/2990_75206812962_555422962_1834082_4441767_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The Reaction states it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUasXJHMI/AAAAAAAACM8/t-230ThrstQ/s1600-h/2990_75206837962_555422962_1834086_7630470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725276834012354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUasXJHMI/AAAAAAAACM8/t-230ThrstQ/s320/2990_75206837962_555422962_1834086_7630470_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda had to be creative with the dodol. We call this picture : Crying Dodol Tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUafoIMVI/AAAAAAAACM0/m4kwlI1FVhA/s1600-h/2990_75206847962_555422962_1834088_3158790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725273415594322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUafoIMVI/AAAAAAAACM0/m4kwlI1FVhA/s320/2990_75206847962_555422962_1834088_3158790_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our paper looking very detailed on who to do which tasks. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUac3Y6cI/AAAAAAAACMs/qvsZ4vz1ycA/s1600-h/2990_75206852962_555422962_1834089_6301450_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725272674298306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUac3Y6cI/AAAAAAAACMs/qvsZ4vz1ycA/s320/2990_75206852962_555422962_1834089_6301450_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we consume the Chendol and Lasksa as part of our tasks. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUaPqaKyI/AAAAAAAACMk/phzNXiKvhxE/s1600-h/2990_75206882962_555422962_1834094_4395225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725269130193698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUaPqaKyI/AAAAAAAACMk/phzNXiKvhxE/s320/2990_75206882962_555422962_1834094_4395225_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724240714465842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTeYg_gjI/AAAAAAAACLs/g_IXz8mMUJw/s320/2841_72834371993_514351993_2241832_255999_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725265560509346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUaCXVG6I/AAAAAAAACMc/yF-uPeNaZXY/s320/2990_75206892962_555422962_1834095_4460351_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And Amanda and Zack , as usual. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUu1Bh3zI/AAAAAAAACNk/LafLe3bE0L8/s1600-h/2990_75206902962_555422962_1834096_2880656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725622756663090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUu1Bh3zI/AAAAAAAACNk/LafLe3bE0L8/s320/2990_75206902962_555422962_1834096_2880656_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUu-DvSdI/AAAAAAAACNc/6PbfASlqlqg/s1600-h/2990_75206907962_555422962_1834097_1082548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725625181850066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUu-DvSdI/AAAAAAAACNc/6PbfASlqlqg/s320/2990_75206907962_555422962_1834097_1082548_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUujhBd3I/AAAAAAAACNU/tyN2HMtptTQ/s1600-h/2990_75206917962_555422962_1834098_43686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725618056918898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUujhBd3I/AAAAAAAACNU/tyN2HMtptTQ/s320/2990_75206917962_555422962_1834098_43686_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But all well ends well for them . . .  [ They aren't together , and no this isn't a task. they're just going drama]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now comes one of the most anticipated task . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUurUbbZI/AAAAAAAACNM/HPxFUWNEuoU/s1600-h/2990_75206927962_555422962_1834100_2135117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725620151578002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUurUbbZI/AAAAAAAACNM/HPxFUWNEuoU/s320/2990_75206927962_555422962_1834100_2135117_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GETTING A TATTOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724236441049410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTeImIWUI/AAAAAAAACLk/kVzdZ77zJi0/s320/2841_72834411993_514351993_2241840_3483873_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Myself getting all scared with the devil behind me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326725614725156722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexUuXGqz3I/AAAAAAAACNE/lg0D5ez1RQw/s320/2990_75206932962_555422962_1834101_7003107_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone shocked and silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724235454336258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTeE64TQI/AAAAAAAACLc/bT-NIgHM7dM/s320/2841_72834421993_514351993_2241841_5898059_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Tada!!! It's temporary lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326726154035527218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexVNwMR_jI/AAAAAAAACOA/NdxUl6t-t2U/s320/2990_75206952962_555422962_1834104_1376814_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Team Hang Tuah all happy and wild during the amazing hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexVN0OZ1tI/AAAAAAAACN4/KT6LGXjehwA/s1600-h/2990_75206972962_555422962_1834108_827899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326726155118171858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexVN0OZ1tI/AAAAAAAACN4/KT6LGXjehwA/s320/2990_75206972962_555422962_1834108_827899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me trying to sell some products to a lady whom i pitied to have to hear me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326726152437752770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexVNqPV48I/AAAAAAAACNw/UF58YT98aok/s320/2990_75206977962_555422962_1834109_3620859_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More acting . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326724233590709410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexTd9-jnKI/AAAAAAAACLU/3AdaguSIjOM/s320/2841_72834526993_514351993_2241860_7300158_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  And after the hunt, with some time left for shopping. . .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326727530334133506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexWd3TcHQI/AAAAAAAACOY/CTv16n1gZNQ/s320/2990_75212642962_555422962_1834285_5186809_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the whole night hunt, we retreated back to our hotel rooms . And xinyi and i after finishing our grp prep, had supper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexWdpE2oGI/AAAAAAAACOQ/gh1lEihpN6I/s1600-h/2990_75212647962_555422962_1834286_4690334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326727526514860130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexWdpE2oGI/AAAAAAAACOQ/gh1lEihpN6I/s320/2990_75212647962_555422962_1834286_4690334_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with beer!!!&lt;br /&gt;And.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326727526245617634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexWdoEqT-I/AAAAAAAACOI/4Wv1AoO0yeo/s320/2990_75212682962_555422962_1834292_5694184_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope it's not a scandal.. but we were all so exhausted and high at the same time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3rd Morning!! We had our grp presentations. where with all the shots we taken for the tasks, we had to come out with s story . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXOLI3e4I/AAAAAAAACPA/nGzuQoDi38Y/s1600-h/2990_75215437962_555422962_1834466_3973586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728360292219778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXOLI3e4I/AAAAAAAACPA/nGzuQoDi38Y/s320/2990_75215437962_555422962_1834466_3973586_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXN5J2wXI/AAAAAAAACO4/820U9huDdNU/s1600-h/2990_75215452962_555422962_1834469_7005841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728355464528242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXN5J2wXI/AAAAAAAACO4/820U9huDdNU/s320/2990_75215452962_555422962_1834469_7005841_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXN4ooCNI/AAAAAAAACOw/J42Dvy9koO4/s1600-h/2990_75215467962_555422962_1834471_2275212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728355325151442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXN4ooCNI/AAAAAAAACOw/J42Dvy9koO4/s320/2990_75215467962_555422962_1834471_2275212_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXNmC3k5I/AAAAAAAACOo/AajNdQ4iKrQ/s1600-h/2990_75215477962_555422962_1834472_3951780_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728350334948242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXNmC3k5I/AAAAAAAACOo/AajNdQ4iKrQ/s320/2990_75215477962_555422962_1834472_3951780_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXMLWvHBI/AAAAAAAACOg/tJ7lQV6nNDQ/s1600-h/2990_75215507962_555422962_1834478_1187494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728325990652946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXMLWvHBI/AAAAAAAACOg/tJ7lQV6nNDQ/s320/2990_75215507962_555422962_1834478_1187494_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgZoCWqI/AAAAAAAACPo/IfVgbWZl1cw/s1600-h/2990_75215537962_555422962_1834481_4290992_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728673418697378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgZoCWqI/AAAAAAAACPo/IfVgbWZl1cw/s320/2990_75215537962_555422962_1834481_4290992_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgZLItvI/AAAAAAAACPg/OZs_Gz2g_R8/s1600-h/2990_75215577962_555422962_1834488_635316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728673297479410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgZLItvI/AAAAAAAACPg/OZs_Gz2g_R8/s320/2990_75215577962_555422962_1834488_635316_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of 3 days, HANG TUAH emerged Champs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were originally the team to beat. WHy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the few most wild and energetic people. [by looking at all the pics]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgC2vFgI/AAAAAAAACPY/d1qHYPpi5AE/s1600-h/2990_75215582962_555422962_1834489_2772874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728667306333698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXgC2vFgI/AAAAAAAACPY/d1qHYPpi5AE/s320/2990_75215582962_555422962_1834489_2772874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEllowship didn't just end here. The few who stayed had lunch @ a Perenakan Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728948682390514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXwbEA-_I/AAAAAAAACQA/-Ido3Uotozk/s320/2990_75215607962_555422962_1834493_946138_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728947398433458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXwWR5WrI/AAAAAAAACQI/BS62pw-P9XM/s320/2990_75215602962_555422962_1834492_6337836_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728664971146818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXf6J-9kI/AAAAAAAACPQ/NnT3x_jPPqk/s320/2990_75215587962_555422962_1834490_7899823_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXfxZePfI/AAAAAAAACPI/VVFq4DNcFGU/s1600-h/2990_75215592962_555422962_1834491_6445840_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728662620192242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXfxZePfI/AAAAAAAACPI/VVFq4DNcFGU/s320/2990_75215592962_555422962_1834491_6445840_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our car ride back . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXwGipC_I/AAAAAAAACPw/Y3vDc2C2vj0/s1600-h/2990_75215637962_555422962_1834498_1784497_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728943173700594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXwGipC_I/AAAAAAAACPw/Y3vDc2C2vj0/s320/2990_75215637962_555422962_1834498_1784497_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And our Driver himself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326728949136578722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexXwcwTWKI/AAAAAAAACP4/_NhAg3qYF8U/s320/2990_75215627962_555422962_1834496_6065937_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun and exciting experience for me. Not to forget, wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Nights straight of drinking has got my face red still from the alchohol teh following morning, even lasting till the late afternoon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that RDC is over, it's Installations that i'm looking forward to, and not to forget the grand event of the year, APRRC - Asia Pacific Rerional Rotaract COnference , which is held in singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'll be in the publicity team. Looking forward to it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO friends, if you're above 18 and would like to join me in this fellowship learning club, contact me =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-5256519833306731902?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5256519833306731902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/rdc-road-to-melaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5256519833306731902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5256519833306731902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/rdc-road-to-melaka.html' title='RDC - the road to Melaka'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SexRVRLZEgI/AAAAAAAACKA/9Kl7yF4Lz3Y/s72-c/2990_75202427962_555422962_1833932_241582_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5522416852724442768</id><published>2009-04-14T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:32:00.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Birthdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Birthdays , in my life has never been awarded much highlights nor anticipation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This year, it has not been much of a difference. The same old thing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Although i tell myself, birthday is the day where things are rebirthed and everything will change for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I only know things have been on a slidefall recently and whether it will start climbing upwards? Thats another question altogether , for people who makes my life miserable to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today has been fruitfully rewarding. Spending an afternoon with a friend , relating in experiences in all that have happened and analysing things in a very perspective way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hope everyday would be like this, where time i taken to relive memories of that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-5522416852724442768?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5522416852724442768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5522416852724442768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5522416852724442768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-birthdays.html' title='Never Birthdays.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3716227106922552102</id><published>2009-04-11T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:27:40.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wanna watch 500 days of summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's so random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway i'm a good boy today. Decided to skip clubbing since i have been drinking wildly on mon, wed and fri. Good right? my liver has been asking me for a break. and He needs it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thanks for the early birthday lunch today. Plus the card and present. I loveeee them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is a sainty day. I never felt so relieved before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But it all came back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you told me you were going away , 1001 things flashed through my mnd like a hurricane storm. But issing you was what recurred. And it made me realise how much more important you actually are to me. and that i was ready and willing to wait tll you came back. But it was a joke from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Even when the World stops spinning, i'll wait for you. Cos i won't lose you. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-3716227106922552102?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3716227106922552102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanna-watch-500-days-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3716227106922552102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3716227106922552102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanna-watch-500-days-of-summer.html' title='it.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-3306447528768463184</id><published>2009-04-11T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:10:45.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exceptional. momento.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd_rEs05hNI/AAAAAAAACDo/bWGzurQEi6o/s1600-h/hockey!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323231750560253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd_rEs05hNI/AAAAAAAACDo/bWGzurQEi6o/s320/hockey!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hockey Mates . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Zhiwei . Kenneth. Jeremy. Clement. Jane. Phebe. Freddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's been a long time for a get together like this. 1.5 years, to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Honestly, Good Friday was really Sainty. Everything from a heavy me was reduced, or simply say, relieved to someone lighter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It felt so much better out there releasing all that unwanted pressure from work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Uh huh, i call it work cos it doesn't feel like NS at all. It's too office like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;From COmbat Battlefield to L4D to Retail Therapy to Carl's Junior , it was cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The real highlight had got to be the stay @ Clement's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After purchasing our mixers, we had like a pretty quiet Guitar Hero World Tour session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Um.. except the part i got too engrossed as a singer that i woke his family up @ 2am!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;House For Dead 3 and Mario KArt were like our next victims and then we UN-Soberly hitted clem's room where we got further drunk and got very very emo with our history with girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lau u sucks!! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well when 4 heartbroken man get together, it means Sex in the City and spilled over cups of Vodkha . In the end, after the dirty drunken action, we woke up like dead. Me and J.lau on clem's bed , whilst clem and kenneth on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ANyway, today is an important day. Why? It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeanette's 20th!!! Happy birthday!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I gotta catch my wink cos i'm meeting miss important today. And happy birthday to Fiona my twin sister !!! your 21st!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a while since i had such a pretty happy post. Esp with all that had happened in camp . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-3306447528768463184?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/3306447528768463184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/exceptional-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3306447528768463184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/3306447528768463184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/exceptional-momento.html' title='exceptional. momento.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd_rEs05hNI/AAAAAAAACDo/bWGzurQEi6o/s72-c/hockey!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-8808884430465542830</id><published>2009-04-09T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:59:56.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consensus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd3vrGO3FAI/AAAAAAAACDg/81A9YdodE-I/s1600-h/depression_lead_wideweb__470x314,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322673858308150274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd3vrGO3FAI/AAAAAAAACDg/81A9YdodE-I/s320/depression_lead_wideweb__470x314,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm very tired. I really am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All this have gone quite far. I needed a break. I drank. So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I really do understand how Artistes feel when they have scandals/ or their Career going downslope. Everyone's Watching. It's like how everyone's watching me with Eagle Eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have never been the most well liked or what not, but simply just the camp's WIldest and Carefree Spec with a spirit full of Just. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's ok that i ain't close to my platoon. One , there's nothing in common other than work. Two, Professionalism doesn't bring over to Personal time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;SO i don't see why people must stare so much as in bat so many a eyelids when i get drunk at night in camp. It's my personal night man and i have reported it to the BOS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;SOmetimes when people think you're slack and useless when you have done so much, You wish to be appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm ok being out of the circle. But at least i know i make an impact to your lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm glad i have colleagues/friends whom are with me In this together. We will make a difference. Since day 1 we entered, be it on different days we did it will boil down to this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Our Own Justice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm Freddy. DOn't pinPoint me. I may draw the line clearly, but I work with professionalism. I don't need you to be my friend or for me to be yours to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-8808884430465542830?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/8808884430465542830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/consensus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8808884430465542830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/8808884430465542830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/consensus.html' title='Consensus'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/Sd3vrGO3FAI/AAAAAAAACDg/81A9YdodE-I/s72-c/depression_lead_wideweb__470x314,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5579866351481749667</id><published>2009-04-07T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:53:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdtZx86ofmI/AAAAAAAACDY/vseE4XRyJMk/s1600-h/1-denial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdtZx86ofmI/AAAAAAAACDY/vseE4XRyJMk/s320/1-denial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321946099368885858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;denied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Never seen to exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Taken advantage over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;As power is to an tiny ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Camaderie with fellow specs like a rotten fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Respect is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes getting drunk would take away that pain. Through Numbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;It felt good being taken away for that long moment. I wished it never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried to get away physically away today. And it worked. But stepping back in again, it sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I hope i never get to miss you. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-5579866351481749667?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5579866351481749667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5579866351481749667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5579866351481749667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-me-away.html' title='Take Me away.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdtZx86ofmI/AAAAAAAACDY/vseE4XRyJMk/s72-c/1-denial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-140528978436164448</id><published>2009-04-05T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:59:46.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions of a wasted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVe6MFdVI/AAAAAAAACDQ/f5gQmVUo6TA/s1600-h/2665_1056240011151_1380375948_30180585_4307437_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096949242623314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVe6MFdVI/AAAAAAAACDQ/f5gQmVUo6TA/s320/2665_1056240011151_1380375948_30180585_4307437_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Post A1 clubbing @ DBLo : Hoe Han. Jerome. Zhi Liang. Nicholas. Freds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVe_EvDeI/AAAAAAAACDI/gGvl1v5xsz8/s1600-h/2665_1056239971150_1380375948_30180584_7226551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096950553972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVe_EvDeI/AAAAAAAACDI/gGvl1v5xsz8/s320/2665_1056239971150_1380375948_30180584_7226551_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVenDG1NI/AAAAAAAACDA/wI-NfNPdXIk/s1600-h/2665_1056239931149_1380375948_30180583_1399884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321096944104690898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVenDG1NI/AAAAAAAACDA/wI-NfNPdXIk/s320/2665_1056239931149_1380375948_30180583_1399884_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The weekends have been spent all @ Clarke Quay. Kinda sick of it already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday Night dinner at Brewerk followed by DBLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sat Night Dinner at Liang Court followed by DBLO. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loads of old faces at DBLO. Loads of shots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loads of sadness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that, a sleepover @ Nicholas's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life's Boring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friday Night and Saturday Clubbing doesn't mean i'm having so much fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It means getting wasted so has to forget you for that short few hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So that thinking of you won't hurt so much anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-140528978436164448?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/140528978436164448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/emotions-of-wasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/140528978436164448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/140528978436164448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/emotions-of-wasted.html' title='Emotions of a wasted.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdhVe6MFdVI/AAAAAAAACDQ/f5gQmVUo6TA/s72-c/2665_1056240011151_1380375948_30180585_4307437_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-162359857747054256</id><published>2009-04-04T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:15:38.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdckFh-RkII/AAAAAAAACC4/B6zjN59ezUM/s1600-h/couple_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320761162199044226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdckFh-RkII/AAAAAAAACC4/B6zjN59ezUM/s320/couple_beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tiredness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wishing the day never starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As if the walls are all that surrounds me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If watching you. No. If waiting for you from this far distance is all that i can do for you, I would give it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But i can't. I didn't, Cause i couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/7969523498296953599-162359857747054256?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/162359857747054256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ambers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/162359857747054256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/162359857747054256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ambers.html' title='Ambers.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdckFh-RkII/AAAAAAAACC4/B6zjN59ezUM/s72-c/couple_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-2925321389776307139</id><published>2009-04-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:24:26.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that dark cornerstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdTXA05AwMI/AAAAAAAACCw/BSLyJyU34Xc/s1600-h/loneliness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdTXA05AwMI/AAAAAAAACCw/BSLyJyU34Xc/s320/loneliness1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320113469029138626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Social butterfly unable to settle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Antelope forever striding on, unable to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Chasing a flowing river that meanders into the infinite horizon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As that of a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Consumed by the individuality of being rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Darkness Surrounds only me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; my social life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Always squinting for your fading back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Reaching out for a hand that never embraces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Staying by a phone that never rings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Needles that never seem to stop entering in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loving you is&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/7969523498296953599-2925321389776307139?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/2925321389776307139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-dark-cornerstone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2925321389776307139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/2925321389776307139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-dark-cornerstone.html' title='that dark cornerstone'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdTXA05AwMI/AAAAAAAACCw/BSLyJyU34Xc/s72-c/loneliness1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-958626202042576489</id><published>2009-03-30T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:44:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdCGQdlWG7I/AAAAAAAACCo/-ipFt3YCGLQ/s1600-h/DSC00469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318898777301851058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdCGQdlWG7I/AAAAAAAACCo/-ipFt3YCGLQ/s320/DSC00469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I may not have the softest touch.&lt;br /&gt;I may not say the words as such.&lt;br /&gt;And though I may not look like much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm yours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&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/7969523498296953599-958626202042576489?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/958626202042576489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/958626202042576489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/958626202042576489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m Yours.'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SdCGQdlWG7I/AAAAAAAACCo/-ipFt3YCGLQ/s72-c/DSC00469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-5345645898502369963</id><published>2009-03-27T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:40:09.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SczH8LBPeDI/AAAAAAAACCg/OOQGZkYMAmU/s1600-h/n1347727910_305331_6288247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317845096581789746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SczH8LBPeDI/AAAAAAAACCg/OOQGZkYMAmU/s320/n1347727910_305331_6288247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Motionless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Devoid of feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Unpredictable moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Deviating goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-5345645898502369963?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/5345645898502369963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/motionless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5345645898502369963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/5345645898502369963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/motionless.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/SczH8LBPeDI/AAAAAAAACCg/OOQGZkYMAmU/s72-c/n1347727910_305331_6288247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969523498296953599.post-6767322170284245452</id><published>2009-03-27T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:04:00.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When Life gets too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; roughed up in the Big Chase, there's nothing more than taking a step back and taking time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A cycling route from &lt;em&gt;East Coast&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Tampines&lt;/em&gt; was what had me chasing after on a Thursday Afternoon. Hot and sweaty, the cycling trip entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLrkZ5ahI/AAAAAAAACBI/0kbsUgi0J8Q/s1600-h/DSC00017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708471896467986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLrkZ5ahI/AAAAAAAACBI/0kbsUgi0J8Q/s320/DSC00017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLrBNDYaI/AAAAAAAACBA/ySHQ-LZ8Frw/s1600-h/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708462447354274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLrBNDYaI/AAAAAAAACBA/ySHQ-LZ8Frw/s320/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Captured on Pure on-the-go-experience by the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLq3rkbeI/AAAAAAAACA4/SRsrG694NGU/s1600-h/DSC00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708459890994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLq3rkbeI/AAAAAAAACA4/SRsrG694NGU/s320/DSC00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Chasing after 3 Tengah AirBase boys sure ain't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLqo5LFAI/AAAAAAAACAw/L-CDsgV76wo/s1600-h/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708455921521666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLqo5LFAI/AAAAAAAACAw/L-CDsgV76wo/s320/DSC00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; So sometimes, we should get lay back and let the cam do the snapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLqLTvOII/AAAAAAAACAo/hc8dWBBW66s/s1600-h/DSC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708447979878530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLqLTvOII/AAAAAAAACAo/hc8dWBBW66s/s320/DSC00002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMELzqc5I/AAAAAAAACBw/FsNFHmPWPFs/s1600-h/DSC00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708894790382482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMELzqc5I/AAAAAAAACBw/FsNFHmPWPFs/s320/DSC00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Derrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMD03dVYI/AAAAAAAACBo/68L4yoU1EFc/s1600-h/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708888632284546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMD03dVYI/AAAAAAAACBo/68L4yoU1EFc/s320/DSC00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMDToqkGI/AAAAAAAACBg/OWXa2ERlC_I/s1600-h/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708879711866978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMDToqkGI/AAAAAAAACBg/OWXa2ERlC_I/s320/DSC00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And on our stop at Changi Beach Connector,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMDJ9snJI/AAAAAAAACBY/fl6cVeAb1os/s1600-h/DSC00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708877115726994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMDJ9snJI/AAAAAAAACBY/fl6cVeAb1os/s320/DSC00026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tekong Now looks so little now that we have all gotten Tekong way behind our backs more than a year ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Although it seems like a few weeks back when we were all in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMCvU18DI/AAAAAAAACBQ/L9ARoA_kVyo/s1600-h/DSC00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317708869965049906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMCvU18DI/AAAAAAAACBQ/L9ARoA_kVyo/s320/DSC00027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMiNRcA5I/AAAAAAAACCY/kcusZH9qTgc/s1600-h/DSC00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709410579776402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMiNRcA5I/AAAAAAAACCY/kcusZH9qTgc/s320/DSC00030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMiHZcKMI/AAAAAAAACCQ/PZc3Obmvsxc/s1600-h/DSC00035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709409002727618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMiHZcKMI/AAAAAAAACCQ/PZc3Obmvsxc/s320/DSC00035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Our tired out bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMh03g3hI/AAAAAAAACCI/ks4_YD-98wE/s1600-h/DSC00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709404028591634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMh03g3hI/AAAAAAAACCI/ks4_YD-98wE/s320/DSC00034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMh7LVpII/AAAAAAAACCA/Reu6lFFl15I/s1600-h/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709405722354818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMh7LVpII/AAAAAAAACCA/Reu6lFFl15I/s320/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMhm_dj4I/AAAAAAAACB4/n6KTqmM3beo/s1600-h/DSC00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709400303832962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxMhm_dj4I/AAAAAAAACB4/n6KTqmM3beo/s320/DSC00025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As Sunset converges with dusken sky, it only means moving on cause the day is no longer in existance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7969523498296953599-6767322170284245452?l=chasingfreds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/feeds/6767322170284245452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-chase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6767322170284245452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969523498296953599/posts/default/6767322170284245452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingfreds.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-chase.html' title='The Great Chase'/><author><name>Freddy Summers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138978831056381021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xerZ6Bgqh5o/ScxLrkZ5ahI/AAAAAAAACBI/0kbsUgi0J8Q/s72-c/DSC00017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
