<?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-37834515</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:13:58.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xp</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37834515.post-1227350446810230012</id><published>2007-03-12T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:02:00.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick updates</title><content type='html'>Well... It's been so long since the last post. However, there seems nothing much worth blogging since my life has now become a routine... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Bet you guys didn't know that I was chosen by my company as a model to take snap shots. I have regretted not asking where they are going to places the pixs... Hope it's not going to be an advertisement on public transports.*fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the NUS and NTU open house with yc,zy,ys,jp and her sis. It's just a pity that we happened not to meet the other Da Gang members as they have missed my new 'spiked-haired' appearance. Maybe next time. haha. Although they feel that it's better than my previous look, in my opinion, it's the sudden change,the novelty, that amazes people. Once the novelty wears off, the *new* hairstyle will seem normal again. Maybe changing my hairstyle to that of William Hung's will start a new trend. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end off with an impromtu joke from me....&lt;br /&gt;Coll: Did you see the parcel for "carpets pte ltd"?&lt;br /&gt;xp: Of course not. They have used it to lay the floor for the Oscars(in a monotonous tone).&lt;br /&gt;My coll didn't respond for a couple of seconds. But after a few prompts.&lt;br /&gt;xp: red carpets?&lt;br /&gt;Coll: Lame. *while laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. It happened to be one day after the Oscars. She then explained that she didn't realise that i was joking as i replied in a serious manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Not really funny. But at least it had spiced up the boring tasks in work. And... At least I could make better jokes than the usual nonsense from me like "you can pamper yourself by wearing pampers" or "My legs are *suan* because I have stepped on a (input a sour fruit).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-1227350446810230012?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1227350446810230012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=1227350446810230012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/1227350446810230012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/1227350446810230012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-updates.html' title='Quick updates'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-2911662609824503478</id><published>2007-02-08T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:23:21.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Lass</title><content type='html'>While I was on the Tenah Merah MRT platform  last Wed, a girl in her late teenage years or early twenties was walking across the platform while smiling at me... At one moment, I thought she had playfully stuck out her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...I wonder what does that mean...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-2911662609824503478?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2911662609824503478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=2911662609824503478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/2911662609824503478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/2911662609824503478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2007/02/mystery-lass.html' title='Mystery Lass'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-6510483392404798457</id><published>2007-02-04T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:26:00.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work</title><content type='html'>Since the start of work, I have been neglecting my body. There was a sudden shift of an active lifestyle, comprising of 1-2 hours of leisure swimming and 1.5 hours of PE exercise per week before my employment, to an absolute sedentary lifestyle. Even Ben couldn't take it and had advised me to take up some exercises during my free time or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have consoled myself by thinking:  Hey.. It's not like I have not been exercising... My fingers have been trained to dance on the keyboard and the furious clicking of the mouse in front of the computer has further enhanced their flexibility and strength. I have also been taking frequent walks... hmmm... to the pantry for a couple of biscuits? haha.. lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not just all talk and no action. I have convinced myself have at least 1 hour of work outs daily and it took place last week. Well, it is indeed nice to exercise early in the morning... There is the morning cool breeze which beats the scorching afternoon sun. But it can be rather creepy too. The park is filled with many black cats and one of the cats' eyes were red for an instant while I was jogging past it. Pretty creepy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise has it's advantages and diadvantages. Workouts increase the fitness level of the body, enhances the endurance and stamina but it is the after effects that is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; turn off. I'm talking about fatigue and muscle sores here. However, the after effects decrease slightly over the days and eventually, the advantages outweighs the disadvantages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-6510483392404798457?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6510483392404798457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=6510483392404798457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/6510483392404798457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/6510483392404798457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2007/02/work-work.html' title='Work Work'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116950983357600009</id><published>2007-01-22T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:51:28.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blunders</title><content type='html'>It has been such a long time since my last post. I hereby apologise to those who visit regularly, only to find it still NOT updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought that I could handle the tasks, since I have been working there for a couple of weeks, and the tasks that I have been doing seems like a routine. But I was wrong! I was put to the test yesterday as my partner had taken leave to attend to some personal issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was quite alright. When the number of packages and emails start to pile up (just like the snowball effect Ms Wang has stated), I started to panick. It was nice of my colls to offer their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some blunders I have made since the start of work:&lt;br /&gt;1) Left out some urgent emails for Saturday deliveries and made the team leaders rush (like mad) to deliver. Well, I think they were really mad at me then.&lt;br /&gt;2) Once again left out an email for another Saturday delivery and missed the delivery time. Told the customer a white lie that the van broke down.&lt;br /&gt;3) Did not wrap some leaking bottles (containing foam) properly and the package was leaking on the way to the customer's place. I have to pity the driver as the foam gives out a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pungent&lt;/span&gt; smell! Think of ammonia? Yea! That pungent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116950983357600009?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116950983357600009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116950983357600009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116950983357600009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116950983357600009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2007/01/blunders.html' title='blunders'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116602928340803942</id><published>2006-12-13T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:05:39.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hired!</title><content type='html'>Yea, that's right! I'm hired! That's definitely better than rotting at home. haha. Jon is going to feel  more bored without a playmate. Oh, if you are willing to pay me to play, maybe I'll reconsider working(Just kidding).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have gotten my job from recriut  expess(spelling mistake is deliberate for obvious reasons)  agency in CPF building, which is conveniently located in Tampines. The agent, Cass, was very efficient! I had filled up the form, went for interview and got the job all in the same day. If you guys want to be employed temporarily, you may want to consider asking her.. haha. My job is good for a starter: $6.50 per hour.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, since the job has taken up most of my time, this means that I will not be able to go out with Da Gang on the weekdays. Saturday is also occupied from morning till early afternoon. Hope I can apply for leave on boxing day.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the pink lacy swimsuit is still no where in sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116602928340803942?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116602928340803942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116602928340803942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116602928340803942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116602928340803942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-hired.html' title='I&apos;m hired!'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116582379696752905</id><published>2006-12-10T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:59:16.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild wild Wet</title><content type='html'>There are many people blogging on the prom.. So i shall skip that part. heehee... Check out the entries on Prom in the other blogs. Perhaps I shall add a small section on it after I have received the pictures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time and perhaps the last in the water themepark. The rides are not really thrilling(except for some) and they are limited. However, it is the people that went that have made the outing fun and exciting! Too bad not all of Da Gang members are available to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yc, Zy, Ade, Jon and me met up in Whitesands SC foodcourt for lunch before heading to NTUC resort to wait for Aud. My favourite rides are the Ular-Lah and the Samsung slide up. Oh, by the way, I always wonder why the rides are named after brands ie. Panasonic rollercoaster in Escape themepark and Yakult Professor's Playground in WWW. Don't they have better names for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was the Yakult Professor's Playground because we have no idea how to get the to entrance of the other rides. The playground is pretty interesting. They have buckets and water guns on the playground for the people to shoot at the unsuspecting victims. haha. I taunted at some of them for missing me. The main attraction of the Yakult Professor's Playground is of course the huge Yakult bucket which will sound the alarm when it is almost full with water. By then, almost everyone will rush to the bottom of the bucket to feel the gush of water from the bucket. The force of the water is so great that it pulled down Yc's pants, well... almost. And it broke Jon's googles.&lt;br /&gt;Next was the Ular-Lah. This a raft slide for 6 people. There is nothing interesting to talk about except that it is one of the most thrilling rides in WWW apart from the Samsung Slide up. Continuing on, we swam a few rounds in the Shiok river. Like Aud had said: "This is life!", I have to agree with her. All you have to do is to lie on a float and the wind and the water currents will move you around the themepark. Furthermore, this is what that gave me my current tan skin colour. However, the EC kept on disturbing the others by overturning the floats. (The overturtle turn!) I shouldn't have lent Jon my googles. haha.&lt;br /&gt;The Wall's Tsunami is a shore with man-made waves. This has resulted in the sea sick feeling. Hmmm... Not such a good ride after all. Similarly, the ECs are out again to torment the victims with floats.&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the most thrilling ride: The Samsung Slide up. This is the only ride that I had screamed. Yc commented that my face was cute while I was screaming: eye bulging out, nostrils and mouth wide open and I had emitted a low pitch scream... hmm....&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the skyrider has won the most boring ride. All you have to do is to cycle on the tracks in the air. Boring! I have to admit that the ride is scary as we are turning at the corners because I kept imagining that the bicycle is going to fall. This is coupled with the creeking sounds emitted from the bicycle. Ah. The power of the human brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing was fun but exhausting... Hope we can have more outings!&lt;br /&gt;PS. Yc wants to buy a pink lacy swimsuit while we were inside the themepark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116582379696752905?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116582379696752905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116582379696752905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116582379696752905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116582379696752905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/12/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild wild Wet'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116524715778846470</id><published>2006-12-04T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T08:16:02.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom shopping on Sunday</title><content type='html'>I really have to thank Da Gang for helping me choose my prom clothings for I know nuts about fashion. Went with Da Gang members (excluding jon) and Jason to the Orchard area to shop. I felt so honoured as the main purpose was to find my clothes. haha. Well. It was such an coincidence that we kept meeting Selly in our outing that I don't think they are really "coincidences" after all. So, off we went, walking from shops to shops to try my coat. I eventually bought the one in Zara. Thanks guys. The rest of the day (or should I say evening) was spent on Aud's nail paint. It was a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116524715778846470?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116524715778846470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116524715778846470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116524715778846470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116524715778846470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom-shopping-on-sunday.html' title='Prom shopping on Sunday'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116516820812492717</id><published>2006-12-03T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T09:50:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Opening Of Ikea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=37834515"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=37834515" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Ikea with my mum on the official opening of Ikea Tampines. Arrived there at around 7:00. The queue to enter the building was rather long. However, they have provided everyone present with freebies ( consisting of 1 bottle of sunkist orange juice, an apple, a bottle of mineral water, a blueberry muffin and a heart-shaped plushie) and entertainers ( oh. The guy juggling the balls dropped them a couple of times. lol) to keep the crowd occupied.&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures are taken which are shown below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/122011/DSC00179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/806229/DSC00179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No. This is not a bedroom in someone's house. This is taken in Ikea. Ikea has several houses in the building. Go see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/224339/DSC00178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/359813/DSC00178.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty scary looking eh? This is found in the toys section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/602786/DSC00180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/867626/DSC00180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A band from Sweden (that's what i have heard over the PA system).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/935454/DSC00177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/709993/DSC00177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon and Aud may be interested in the creature that is green with the blue shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/137669/DSC00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/299157/DSC00181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I personally like this lamp. Although it does not illuminate the place as well as the other lamps, the design allows the wires to bent to alter the shape. I suppose this is inspired by the head of the medusa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. If you happen to go to Ikea, do not attempt to take the public transport. First of all, it is very squeezy on the bus. Secondly, you may not even have the chance to board the bus at all. You will get to witness the characteristics of the typical Singaporeans. Once the bus arrives, poof! All the aunties and uncles can be seen rushing for the doors of the buses. In the nutshell, if you want to go to Ikea, drive there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116516820812492717?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116516820812492717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116516820812492717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116516820812492717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116516820812492717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/12/opening-of-ikea.html' title='The Opening Of Ikea'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116487668026245150</id><published>2006-11-30T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:06:41.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post A's</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's finally over. And Da Gang had a blast right after the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt rather bad watching Happy Feet with Da Gang (excluding Cher). But you have to forgive us as there was nothing else worth watching. Haha. Went to the MNM House and took several snapshots of Jon and Aud with the MnMs. (You know where to find them)&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I have bought a packet of MnM mint crispy. It was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VivoCity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to visited this megamall ever since it has just opened in the mist of the A's. The photos are taken by the self-proclaimed photographer in Da Gang. Sorry that some of the photos are rather blur.&lt;br /&gt;The whole outing was fun! Hope we can visit Vivo again the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/149920/DSC00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/608936/DSC00164.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This occurred in Toys R'Us. I suppose Jon and Aud are searching a toy for their clone. *oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/677928/DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/414609/DSC00166.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aud's unglam laughter as Jon was telling a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/210540/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/517599/DSC00168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/387811/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/709922/DSC00169.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in E-Zone in Vivo. I have only managed to take pictures of Jon and Aud. Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuji Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/171003/DSC00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/860416/DSC00171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/35056/DSC00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/651929/DSC00172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/1600/755544/DSC00175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3377/3687/320/349260/DSC00175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words. I shan't elaborate any further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116487668026245150?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116487668026245150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116487668026245150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116487668026245150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116487668026245150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-as.html' title='Post A&apos;s'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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-37834515.post-116487327632881552</id><published>2006-11-29T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:54:36.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I have finally changed to a personal blog. In this blog, there will not be any quarrels, bitching (mainly from yc) and rebuttals to challenge each others' ideas and thoughts like the previous one. However, feel free to make comments and criticisms (I hope there aren't).&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep my post entries short so they are easy to follow and I'll update the blog frequently or perhaps occasionally but there's no guarantee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37834515-116487327632881552?l=xpsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/feeds/116487327632881552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37834515&amp;postID=116487327632881552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116487327632881552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37834515/posts/default/116487327632881552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpsays.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>peng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05355226617765850699</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></feed>
