<?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-9932003</id><updated>2011-10-28T08:48:00.370-07:00</updated><category term='Song'/><title type='text'>Choices - Our lives are full of them.</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes, we are forced to make choices, sometimes we choose the choices ourselves. Whatever it is, the choice is made, we need to move on from here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-3625900088146409665</id><published>2011-10-28T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:48:00.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-3625900088146409665?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/3625900088146409665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=3625900088146409665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3625900088146409665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3625900088146409665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2011/10/published-with-blogger-droid-v2_28.html' title=''/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-2099281528934035771</id><published>2011-10-28T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:39:16.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-2099281528934035771?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/2099281528934035771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=2099281528934035771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2099281528934035771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2099281528934035771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2011/10/published-with-blogger-droid-v2.html' title=''/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-5120419019449443494</id><published>2008-08-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:43:05.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO Long ago</title><content type='html'>its been so long since i last blogged....so so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has really changed over the last 6months of my life. Erica and i finally managedto get our DSLR camera....yes we are reallyhappy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate changed from a singaporean to a Vietnamese, hey why dont i get the extrapoints for staying with a foreigner.....why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my ICT in june, wow so fast 3 times already. What  made me feel wierd in all is that the people are already talking about HDB flats, weddings and baby bonuses. When i reach there, they will be probably be talking about primary and secondary schools already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the most interesting that happend to me would probably be the injury that happend. i partially tore the ligament in my ankle.It is neither here nor there,so haveto be extra careful....so sian,cosi cant do alot of things. I guess it happened at the right time as i was overtraining and would probably suffer from over exhaustion if the injury did not happen. Ya...life was slow after that&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry will be back better than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-5120419019449443494?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/5120419019449443494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=5120419019449443494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5120419019449443494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5120419019449443494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-long-ago.html' title='SO Long ago'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-329487014494940405</id><published>2008-01-24T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:58:26.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time to update</title><content type='html'>Hey to all, its been a long time since i updated my blog, well here is my story for the last 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two significant things happened in the last 2 weeks. The more important one was that my darling's aunt had passed away. It was really sad at first, who wouldn't be. But as i look back at her life and the funeral, she was someone, who like Jesus carried the cross and mission even till death. She had suffered many illnesses and health problems, but it is through her sufferings that she brought her family close together. They came together more often and they talked more often. Maybe it was her duty and mission to keep thefamily together. Even at the funeral wake, she brought together her whole family. Like my dear said," that is my oldest cousin and i have not seen him for 15-16 years." Her cross was her family and she carried it willingly, even at her death. We all know that she is in a much better place now,but still looking down to look out for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing was the IH swimming. Ya we did not win the championship but we got 3 Golds and 1 Silver. It was a matter of administrative error that we got DQ. IF not for that error, there was still the other one which was truely a laughing matter . The organising hall can put all your trust and faith in a lane judge that does not even know how to swim. They stupid girl can DQ Amanda for a change of stroke, when the person do not know the difference between butterfly and freestyle. She doesn't even know what each stroke is. Our chief judge can summarise everything that went wrong in what he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I, the chief judge, a national swimmer, an IVP swimmer, and someone who has a lifetime of competetive swimming experience, do not think there is a fault.The international Fina rules state that it is not a fault. But you as the organising hall, comes up with a set of rules to give the authority to DQ people to the Lane Judge,which surpasses my authority. And not to forget that you lane judges are not trained or know how to swim. If it is her call to DQ the hall, even with my advice, that is it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking at the day,i am more glad about the team spirit the team put in.The effort and determination put in by the team is truely admirable. For a team that is completely new with no previous experience, you all put in all you got and brought home you Gold medals. This shows that it is not about the IVP swimmers that make a winning hall but all the people and team spirit. I am also grateful to eric for putting aside his differences to fight for the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159042973141477282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/R5iaQBMSp6I/AAAAAAAAADk/gRH_GT5zWuE/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Team that i am proud of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh Yeah,Look out for 2009 when TOL comes alive.Counting down the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-329487014494940405?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/329487014494940405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=329487014494940405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/329487014494940405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/329487014494940405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-time-to-update.html' title='Long time to update'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/R5iaQBMSp6I/AAAAAAAAADk/gRH_GT5zWuE/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-5323508604209826215</id><published>2008-01-09T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:14:55.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thinking TWICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended today's pharmacology lecture that really made me worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer's first lines were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are here by choice, let me congratulate you for being so brave.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are here not by choice, because this is part of your course, i feel a bit sorry for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-5323508604209826215?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/5323508604209826215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=5323508604209826215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5323508604209826215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5323508604209826215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/01/think-twice.html' title='Think twice'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-4929525989435696497</id><published>2008-01-07T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:43:11.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVP Swimming</title><content type='html'>Sure strike 4D one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was IVP Swimming Finals. I messaged my captain yesterday to confirm if i had any events for today and he said no. SO......i went gym in the morning and went running. Later in the evening,i thought of going along to support the team swimming today. Since supporting only,i still was doubtful as to whether i needed to bring trunks and goggles,but later decided to bring along so that can practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus there,i was looking through the programme and was suprised to see my name so early.When i checked back, i my 200m freestyle today.&lt;br /&gt;No.of events =0&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;no.of events= 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way i was looking through and saw there was also 400m freestyle. I remembered i was the reserve. But where was the swimmer.....qijian. I later found out that he had changed from NTU to go to NUS........ means i had to swim his events.&lt;br /&gt;No. of events =1 &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;no. of events = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,where got ppl so lucky from 0 become 1 then become 2events.  HAHAHA.............&lt;br /&gt;And the number is 1414.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though the 2 events were back to back, i offered it up to HIM,and he did helpme. Even though i had never swam the 2 distance b4, HE helped me to not only finish but also to come in first for my heat. HE gave me not only the physical strength but also the mental strength and perseverance to carry on when i felt like quitting.  It was HE who was there to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole day, i was thinking, gym and running in the morning and 2 long distance events back to back,i should be dead by now,but that was not so. I truely believed HE was there for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-4929525989435696497?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/4929525989435696497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=4929525989435696497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4929525989435696497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4929525989435696497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/01/ivp-swimming.html' title='IVP Swimming'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-6277081377426980186</id><published>2008-01-01T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:28:59.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colin Kang</title><content type='html'>Colin Kang&lt;br /&gt;passed away 5th Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amazing lawyer that was different to everyone.I first thought of him as someone that had his own interest at heart. Only during the 2006 DnD did i realise his comments are to support the development of YM. During YM meeting,it was the first time he supported our ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his funeral mass, there were more people attending than the average sunday mass. A testimony of the lives he has touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-6277081377426980186?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/6277081377426980186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=6277081377426980186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6277081377426980186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6277081377426980186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/01/colin-kang.html' title='Colin Kang'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-1139609210693154370</id><published>2008-01-01T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:24:19.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Update.</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i updated my blog, almost 2 months. Sorry dear for having to make you remind me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my exams ended on the last day of november and i am glad it ended. 8 papers altogether, while i heard ppl say that is the amount they have in 3 sems. Taking 8 papers was not as scary as i had imagined earlier. Just taking 1 paper at a time and believeing in yourself. Others may say u sure die, but hey if u want u can do it man. It was stressful but thanks dear for being so understanding and caring. Thanks for giving me the space to study and thanks for supporting me. I love you and thanks for standing beside me and giving me the encouragement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had just 1 week of break b4 my ICT came up. Hey it was a real eye opener for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I pushed myself to the limits for this ICT,maybe at times physically but more importantly mentally. During the Mission, we had to walk a long distance with many obstacles. The lack of sleep, water and proper meals for the 2 days and 1night before; the heck care attitude of the people around you; the constant grumbling and complaining of others; and the famous "s" hook through the forest. (Imagine a s shape route that is continuous for 3 hours in shin deep mud; straight distance of 1 km). Through the negative feelings around, i would say that if you dont keep a positive attitude,u will just sink. What i learnt was to be optimistic in the face of obstacles. Difficult,but you got to force it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Finally got to shoot my rifle after so long.....yeh.......got to kill some people to. Phrase to remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer Section:" Sir, we got no more ammo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO: " What is you bayonet for. Take it and kill the enemy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really took place in the field and the opposing force got quite a scare when our guys actually did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am surrounded by a bunch of lazy bastards. Look to the guys formerly from S1 branch, you all are damn lazy. CK and jeremy can volunteer to join us in the field and also to do the morning run, i dun see why the rst of u all cannot.They are having a worse PES status than most of u but they still cheong. You all are just pushing shit to the two of them. Jeremy is already CAT Y1 but he is not complaning, so why should you try to siam. In office,all the shit u all try to push to Kumu to do. I know that he is new to the branch stuff so at least help him. When we went outfield,you alll could at least do the nominal roll for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There are many people out there who are real chao keng. Want to siam the whole ICT and keep taking MC. I am damn disappointed with jian zhong. Try to siam still involved in incident to escape BME.....youare damn chao keng. Hats off to Paul Tan. Injured still cheong, got attachment still push it away.2 people,same education and background but 2 polar attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) There are really some sad cases out there. What happened to people and the world. People losing 1 hand. Guys who are 21 and left to take care of the kid with the parents and gf abandoning them. Glad that i am lucky to have the ppl around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Darling sorry that i could not take care of u when i should. Sorry to have make u buy the presents for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after the ICT came our BBQ. The annual BBQ with daniel and friends.it was especailly fun to be friends again and to finally hold my dear after 2 long weeks. It was really fun despite the slight drizzle but importantly was the company with all u friens together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christamas eve was really great. Finally went for IVP swim training and got to learn new stuff about training and will be using it for the hall swimming. Went for dinner with my darling at my aunt's place. Had chilli crab. Wierd for a christmas dinner but i really enjoyed it. 2 maybe 3 crabs. Went for Midnight Mass after that and dear you really looked very pretty. Mass was the same,but wierdly it was special.It is the only time of the year where everyone dresses up and somehow there are surprises. This year, all my darling's "sisters" attended mass together...but sadly colin passed away.......will make a post specailly for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was spent at my darling's place. Woke up late and ate leftovers(Christmas eve dinner) for breakfast......pork ribs. Went to Erica's place at about lunchtime, waited for the rest ofthe kids to come. we spent the day playing monopoly.If there is one game to train patience it got to be monopoly. Watch the kids play for 4 hours. Had great fun that day.Thanks for inviting me over dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Dec. 1year onfrom our DnD. YM organized a BBQ, we got more ppl from the youth groups coming but lesser confirmands.Saw the ABS kids, damn cute, all crowd round the fire. After the BBQ was the YM leaders retreat.Experiencednew things and got many insights asto what i need to do and what we all got to do to get TOL up and running. Very encouraged by the fact that many ppl are supporting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR"S DAY........finally 2008. New year and new sem,got to work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-1139609210693154370?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/1139609210693154370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=1139609210693154370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/1139609210693154370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/1139609210693154370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-update.html' title='Long Update.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-3056202200814754886</id><published>2007-11-08T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:43:15.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer for President of the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/addXg-iDSfc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/addXg-iDSfc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets allvote for Homer to be president. We will all get to have more donuts with a new secretary of donuts. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-3056202200814754886?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/3056202200814754886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=3056202200814754886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3056202200814754886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3056202200814754886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/homer-for-president-of-usa.html' title='Homer for President of the USA'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-3043344765227299869</id><published>2007-11-08T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:36:46.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its 7 days to the exam and nothing is going in...................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my most xiong exam yet, so many papersin a row and alsogot 2papers in 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;Examend still got to rush lab report...........die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-3043344765227299869?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/3043344765227299869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=3043344765227299869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3043344765227299869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3043344765227299869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/help.html' title='HELP!!!!!!'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-4170624748991297026</id><published>2007-11-07T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:38:30.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks dear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130169497948347394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RzIF-kLBXAI/AAAAAAAAADc/S17AYeA0OL4/s320/06112007100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the button dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surrounded and drowning in your love.&lt;br /&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/9932003-4170624748991297026?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/4170624748991297026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=4170624748991297026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4170624748991297026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4170624748991297026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks-dear.html' title='Thanks dear.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RzIF-kLBXAI/AAAAAAAAADc/S17AYeA0OL4/s72-c/06112007100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-149318459952644718</id><published>2007-11-01T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:17:58.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to grow old with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSrGL_LNBPk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSrGL_LNBPk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear, this song is dedicated to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you dear.&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/9932003-149318459952644718?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/149318459952644718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=149318459952644718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/149318459952644718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/149318459952644718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-to-grow-old-with-you.html' title='I want to grow old with you.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-3219097627189357082</id><published>2007-11-01T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:22:20.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpaons game</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zHCn93toHQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zHCn93toHQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simpsons game...... good spoof of alot of others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You shall not pass..................gas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-3219097627189357082?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/3219097627189357082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=3219097627189357082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3219097627189357082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/3219097627189357082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/simpaons-game.html' title='Simpaons game'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-2244809900748206811</id><published>2007-11-01T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:18:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJ1Qe2kuluY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJ1Qe2kuluY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heres another one for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-2244809900748206811?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/2244809900748206811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=2244809900748206811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2244809900748206811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2244809900748206811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-video.html' title='New video'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-783821804314684777</id><published>2007-10-31T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:16:51.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fj6YudPVRU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fj6YudPVRU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope this takes the stress off especially now during the exams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-783821804314684777?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/783821804314684777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=783821804314684777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/783821804314684777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/783821804314684777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/video.html' title='Video'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-6828682965624055629</id><published>2007-10-25T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:57:09.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant live without the air,&lt;br /&gt;i thirst for the water,&lt;br /&gt;I hunger for the food.&lt;br /&gt;But life is meaningless without you.&lt;br /&gt;Time will be a torment without your company.&lt;br /&gt;Food will seem tasteless without your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Life has no enjoyment without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest, thank you for your understanding, love and care for the many years. This blog posting is specially for you, cos you mean everything to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124979212317343714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx-VcLdvv-I/AAAAAAAAADU/CINHD5jH9jA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&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/9932003-6828682965624055629?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/6828682965624055629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=6828682965624055629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6828682965624055629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6828682965624055629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/dearest.html' title='Dearest.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx-VcLdvv-I/AAAAAAAAADU/CINHD5jH9jA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-180551209595372055</id><published>2007-10-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:47:15.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighbour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx-SJ7dvv7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/0MPcsqOVBo0/s1600-h/img2552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124975600249847730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx-SJ7dvv7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/0MPcsqOVBo0/s320/img2552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;Was reading through theCNA movie review when i came across the name of the male actor of this R21 show, Loo Zihan. He was my neighbour when i was still back in hall 7. I knew that he was a very artistic guy, but i did not know that he was so capable of being selected to act in a Singapore made film. When i looked at his cast bios, i was even more surprised. Where did he get the time to study, dance, be a magician, act and all those stuff in ihis bios. He is truely one damn talented guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-180551209595372055?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/180551209595372055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=180551209595372055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/180551209595372055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/180551209595372055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-reading-through-thecna-movie-review.html' title='My Neighbour'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx-SJ7dvv7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/0MPcsqOVBo0/s72-c/img2552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-5739066373219619497</id><published>2007-10-25T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:24:31.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Bear</title><content type='html'>Was picking through my shelftoday when saw the little bear that my dear got for me from Australia.Thanks for remembering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9xdLdvv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8ZVvSVeWNcA/s1600-h/25102007098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124939647078612898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9xdLdvv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8ZVvSVeWNcA/s320/25102007098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-5739066373219619497?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/5739066373219619497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=5739066373219619497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5739066373219619497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5739066373219619497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/bear-bear.html' title='Bear Bear'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9xdLdvv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8ZVvSVeWNcA/s72-c/25102007098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-2897168454319439541</id><published>2007-10-25T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:21:05.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9wy7dvv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/alGIXRXpG6Q/s1600-h/Leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124938921229139858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9wy7dvv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/alGIXRXpG6Q/s320/Leaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9uA7dvv4I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZWa7z_Zivqw/s1600-h/Stem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124935863212425090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9uA7dvv4I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZWa7z_Zivqw/s320/Stem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe i spent the whole day just to draw the two pictures below. Hard work. To my JC and Sec school Bio teacher, it is official.I have returned my drawing skills back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-2897168454319439541?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/2897168454319439541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=2897168454319439541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2897168454319439541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2897168454319439541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/wasted-day.html' title='Wasted Day.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rx9wy7dvv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/alGIXRXpG6Q/s72-c/Leaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-757468437657171456</id><published>2007-10-23T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T09:19:29.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our life</title><content type='html'>I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never regret a day in your life.  &lt;br /&gt;Good days give you Happiness.  &lt;br /&gt;Bad days give you Experiences.  &lt;br /&gt;Both are essential to life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going...  &lt;br /&gt;Happiness keeps you Sweet,  &lt;br /&gt;Trials keep you Strong,  &lt;br /&gt;Sorrows keep you Human,  &lt;br /&gt;Failures keep you Humble,  &lt;br /&gt;Success keeps You Glowing,  &lt;br /&gt;But Only God keeps You Going!  &lt;br /&gt;God is so big He can cover the whole world with His love  &lt;br /&gt;And so small He can curl up inside your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-757468437657171456?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/757468437657171456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=757468437657171456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/757468437657171456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/757468437657171456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-life.html' title='Our life'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-6016640547856682654</id><published>2007-10-22T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T04:04:58.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyC_Ldvv3I/AAAAAAAAACc/RL4M1qitKyQ/s1600-h/13102007086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124114497961705330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyC_Ldvv3I/AAAAAAAAACc/RL4M1qitKyQ/s320/13102007086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyC3Ldvv2I/AAAAAAAAACU/mE7Vy8IqGnA/s1600-h/13102007085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124114360522751842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyC3Ldvv2I/AAAAAAAAACU/mE7Vy8IqGnA/s320/13102007085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyCwrdvv1I/AAAAAAAAACM/sblaKkEKGM4/s1600-h/13102007084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124114248853602130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyCwrdvv1I/AAAAAAAAACM/sblaKkEKGM4/s320/13102007084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to sentosa last weekend with the confirmands.Had a great time guys and hope your enjoyed the rides. Saw isaac there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-6016640547856682654?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/6016640547856682654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=6016640547856682654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6016640547856682654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6016640547856682654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RxyC_Ldvv3I/AAAAAAAAACc/RL4M1qitKyQ/s72-c/13102007086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-7018226293872210193</id><published>2007-10-21T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:32:17.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week.</title><content type='html'>This week was really an unforgetable one. What can i say. First my computer died on me on Sunday. Brought my recovery CD and the bloody computer can hand while reformating. It was the end, 1week no computer. Send to 8 flags the next day for repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a really funny moment on monday. Warning.....Major Scandal Ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rxts57dvvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SJ-KbCO5gko/s1600-h/15102007087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123808743534870322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rxts57dvvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SJ-KbCO5gko/s320/15102007087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixian Kneeling down to a girl. The only thing missing is the ring and flowers.  Zixian, dontshow how tall you are,people may get the wrong impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night also went for the Sports appreceation night at ADM. Place was nice and food was good.Thought that is was rather informal considering the grandness of the NUS one. But congrats to Gareth and ZhenQuan for your colours award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rxtt7Ldvv0I/AAAAAAAAACE/cCqfgoKmcTI/s1600-h/IMGP0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123809864521334594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rxtt7Ldvv0I/AAAAAAAAACE/cCqfgoKmcTI/s320/IMGP0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist on wed and he said had to pull out 2 teeth and appointment was made for friday. So guess what, i am now 2 teeth short. Wisdom teeth gone, wisdom also gone.......so now, DUM DUM.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear darling thank you for your understanding and support in giving me the time to study. Sorry that i never spend time with you this week. Thank you for coming down on friday t be beside me while i pull my teeth. It's only because of you that i was not scared. Because of you that i was brave. Thank you for being there. Thank yu for also taking care of me for the time after that. You didn't need to but you still took care of me, that was really sweet of you. You really are my special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got to make many apologies to you too dear. You took care of me on friday but i still fought with you, sorry dear. Sorry could not follow you to see Mike at MOS on saturday.Once my exams are over and the mouth is alright, will spend more time with you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,really enjoyed the Mango Ice and donut with you today. You are so sweet dear, just like the donut. You are warm and tender and soft and loving on the inside and overflowing with sweetness and sugar on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear for everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-7018226293872210193?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/7018226293872210193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=7018226293872210193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7018226293872210193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7018226293872210193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/week.html' title='The week.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rxts57dvvzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SJ-KbCO5gko/s72-c/15102007087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-7336064886014429458</id><published>2007-10-18T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:56:28.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>computer</title><content type='html'>My Computer gave up on me last friday, finally got it back and its practically new, cos all the internal parts  got replaced.....RAM, HD, motherboard..... Finally can do some work and blogging too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-7336064886014429458?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/7336064886014429458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=7336064886014429458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7336064886014429458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7336064886014429458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/computer.html' title='computer'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-4225722204475669987</id><published>2007-10-12T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:33:03.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Printed it out at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Phew..... finally managed to finish my last 309 lab repot. It done and hot out of the printer... I finally got time to blog here. This week has been wonderful, spending time with my dear and getting alot of work done. Even the problems i got cannot bring me down. My mouse has officaial died. I can move it left and right but i cant use the buttons. Imagine the difficulty in using two hands to use a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from it, here are some of the interesting things that occured on wed lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5OWbdvvvI/AAAAAAAAABc/4k7LUewbXH8/s1600-h/10102007053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120115973603442418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5OWbdvvvI/AAAAAAAAABc/4k7LUewbXH8/s320/10102007053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac and his attempts at being a hair dresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5Ox7dvvwI/AAAAAAAAABk/eyb6fPwYw8k/s1600-h/10102007054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120116446049844994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5Ox7dvvwI/AAAAAAAAABk/eyb6fPwYw8k/s320/10102007054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ultimate Coffee machine.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5PH7dvvxI/AAAAAAAAABs/muDdTNK6T9U/s1600-h/10102007067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120116824006967058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5PH7dvvxI/AAAAAAAAABs/muDdTNK6T9U/s320/10102007067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Proud work.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9932003-4225722204475669987?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/4225722204475669987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=4225722204475669987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4225722204475669987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/4225722204475669987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/printed-it-out-at-last.html' title='Printed it out at last.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5OWbdvvvI/AAAAAAAAABc/4k7LUewbXH8/s72-c/10102007053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-908281992830951351</id><published>2007-10-11T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:18:51.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5LqrdvvuI/AAAAAAAAABU/WByYJcHMwUw/s1600-h/11102007082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120113022960910050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5LqrdvvuI/AAAAAAAAABU/WByYJcHMwUw/s320/11102007082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120112649298755282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5LU7dvvtI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIT2S71ux_c/s320/11102007080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To all, here is the fruits of our labour......&lt;br /&gt;(in Oscar Style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank...&lt;br /&gt;My darling for being there to support me,&lt;br /&gt;The committee for your help,&lt;br /&gt;The competition team for your success,&lt;br /&gt;my friends in sports club who believed in us,&lt;br /&gt;Our friends and seniors who supported us..&lt;br /&gt;My mother,my father, my dog, my cat, my neighbour.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you understand. Also would like to thank all who have helped in one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-908281992830951351?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/908281992830951351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=908281992830951351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/908281992830951351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/908281992830951351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks-to-all.html' title='Thanks to all.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rw5LqrdvvuI/AAAAAAAAABU/WByYJcHMwUw/s72-c/11102007082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-6439177989781009341</id><published>2007-10-09T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:42:33.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAKAE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119624118243671730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwyPArdvvrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5ekltNsQxrc/s320/09102007050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Sakae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119624375941709506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwyPPrdvvsI/AAAAAAAAABE/gfM0GtR9ns8/s320/09102007051.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Dishes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today was really wonderful. Managed to leave early cos lecturer suddenly MIA in school..... Travelled down to find my dear but she was in a bad mood. Thought of bringing her go for a dinner to cheer her up so went to heartland mall to meet her. When i was there, i was lost as to what to eat, so thought of Sakae Sushi cos long time have not been there with her. So i went to queue up and got a place. We did not end up eating much, but Dear, thank you for being there. Wanted to go eat Mango Ice but closed.. .... ..... Dun Worry , i will bring you go eat soon.........I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9932003-6439177989781009341?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/6439177989781009341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=6439177989781009341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6439177989781009341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6439177989781009341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/sakae.html' title='SAKAE....'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwyPArdvvrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5ekltNsQxrc/s72-c/09102007050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-2651657825400098199</id><published>2007-10-08T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:16:02.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo7gbdvvqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h9HnTfWyLEM/s1600-h/011002.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118969354774363810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo7gbdvvqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h9HnTfWyLEM/s400/011002.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9932003-2651657825400098199?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/2651657825400098199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=2651657825400098199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2651657825400098199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/2651657825400098199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/sheep.html' title='Sheep'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo7gbdvvqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h9HnTfWyLEM/s72-c/011002.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-8540265655427377321</id><published>2007-10-07T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:13:40.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munch Munch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo4_7dvvpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV95YjTn3dk/s1600-h/06102007049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118966597405359762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo4_7dvvpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV95YjTn3dk/s320/06102007049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo45LdvvoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8r3BjU8Nq10/s1600-h/06102007045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118966481441242754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo45LdvvoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8r3BjU8Nq10/s320/06102007045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;Just came back from the sports club alumni gathering at one north. Took some pictures of the place with my HP. sorry if the quality is bad.  Went to sentosa to pick my darling up today b4 heading down for the meals. Dear hope you had fun with your meis today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinner was interesting. Saw the sheep mentality in the people. All must queue in the same line when got 2 buffet line.......Singaporeans... sheep.....baa baa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sports club, if you want to surprise the club that they are getting a prize, make sure you don make so many hints like insisting for people to show up. Can catch on very easily one. But good job in the effort and thanks for the award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys left the Award at home, will upload the picture soon.&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/9932003-8540265655427377321?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/8540265655427377321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=8540265655427377321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/8540265655427377321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/8540265655427377321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/munch-munch.html' title='Munch Munch'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/Rwo4_7dvvpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV95YjTn3dk/s72-c/06102007049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-5416330120231135999</id><published>2007-10-04T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:47:25.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouse</title><content type='html'>My mouse is dying, need to get new mouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-5416330120231135999?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/5416330120231135999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=5416330120231135999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5416330120231135999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5416330120231135999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/mouse.html' title='Mouse'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-8619630123636049890</id><published>2007-10-04T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:49:50.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minsterial Fourm</title><content type='html'>Went for the minsterial fourm today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Shock....Queueing to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue stretched from nanyang auditorium till 7-11. That is like the whole length of the north spine. Accoding to kelvin, he says the front was already moving and he came up with his theory of ossicilations. As the distance grows further away from the front, the effect of the movement decreases. The tickets says 7pm start and security check from 5.30 to 6pm but we passedthe security screeing only at 7.10 and there was still a long queue behind. SU needs to IMPROVE GREATLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117506407308967522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwUI9rdvvmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SMqxV8KntMQ/s320/04102007041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was very interesting and the things that he talked about. Learnt much about the "dark side" from the MM. Also learntthat complementing people who ask questions does help you in the answering. Bravo to the girl from English who questioned and challenged the MM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what was for dinner........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwUJybdvvnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ki98SLNpEZo/s1600-h/04102007043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117507313547066994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwUJybdvvnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ki98SLNpEZo/s320/04102007043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;The queue at can 2 was horrible after the fourm. Could not buy any food, had to go back to eat what i could find in fridge......note to self, buy instant noodle. Weird having coco balls for dinner but was kinda interesting in a weird sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long day, its back to mugging.....6 weeks to exam.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-8619630123636049890?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/8619630123636049890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=8619630123636049890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/8619630123636049890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/8619630123636049890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/minsterial-fourm.html' title='Minsterial Fourm'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwUI9rdvvmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SMqxV8KntMQ/s72-c/04102007041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-1249532006131192696</id><published>2007-10-04T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:50:41.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my legs are still sleeping!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Waking up today was one of the most difficult things to do. Afterthe 1.6km striding and 4km swim yesterday,my legs did not want to wake up. I sat up this morning and could not move my legs. Going to class took double the time and was late for lesson.......Stinking Econs lecture. Had to walk from north spine to south spine for the lecture andhad to walk back again for cancer bio. It was not the distance but all that stair climbing that i had to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep my legs want to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-1249532006131192696?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/1249532006131192696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=1249532006131192696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/1249532006131192696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/1249532006131192696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-legs-are-still-sleeping.html' title='my legs are still sleeping!!!!!'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-7767981935723404005</id><published>2007-10-03T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T01:39:58.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rata-tou-ille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwNUlrdvvlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDFbpMpszn0/s1600-h/03102007038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117026607922396754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwNUlrdvvlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDFbpMpszn0/s320/03102007038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's lab felt like a kitchen, we were chopping up leaves..... stems..... and potatoes. Slicing and diceing and decide to make our own creation. When issac said it was like ratatouille.... kind of was like cos all of us were born in the year of the rat. Bon appetite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-7767981935723404005?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/7767981935723404005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=7767981935723404005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7767981935723404005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/7767981935723404005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/rata-tou-ille.html' title='Rata-tou-ille'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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/_Fn3s91lQNIg/RwNUlrdvvlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDFbpMpszn0/s72-c/03102007038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9932003.post-6026060636470614322</id><published>2007-10-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:46:09.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been so long since we have touched&lt;br /&gt;I hope that things are still the same&lt;br /&gt;Hoping they will never change&lt;br /&gt;Cause what we had can't be replaced&lt;br /&gt;Don't let our memories fade away&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for always&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that I could do almost anything&lt;br /&gt;You stood right by me through the tears, through everything&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember youAnd baby that's forever true&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll always missNever thought it would feel like this&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you no matter what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;Forever baby I'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I won't forget the times we shared&lt;br /&gt;The tears we cried&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be the sun in my sky&lt;br /&gt;It may be fate that brings us back to meet again someday&lt;br /&gt;Even though we go separate ways&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that I could do almost anything&lt;br /&gt;You stood right by me through the tears, through everything&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember youAnd baby that's forever true&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll always miss&lt;br /&gt;Never thought it would feel like this&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you no matter what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;Forever baby I'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;If the day should come when you need someone&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll followI will be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let there be a doubt in your mindCause I'll remember you, you&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember youAnd baby that's forever true&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll always missNever thought it would feel like this&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you no matter what you're going throughIn my heart you'll always beForever baby I'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;Forever baby, I'll remember you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-6026060636470614322?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/6026060636470614322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=6026060636470614322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6026060636470614322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/6026060636470614322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-has-been-so-long-since-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-5017512049768402171</id><published>2007-09-23T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:53:31.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The return</title><content type='html'>It been almost 2 years since i last blogged. Thank you darling for helping me keep it up. I promise you that i will keep updating my blog more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-5017512049768402171?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/5017512049768402171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=5017512049768402171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5017512049768402171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/5017512049768402171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2007/09/return.html' title='The return'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-111021424573096702</id><published>2005-03-08T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T08:50:45.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE YOURSELF</title><content type='html'>Some girls may be prettier&lt;br /&gt;They may be smarter.&lt;br /&gt;Their houses may be bigger.&lt;br /&gt;They may drive a better car.&lt;br /&gt;Their children may do better in school.&lt;br /&gt;And their husbands may fix more things around the house.&lt;br /&gt;But let it go, and love yourself and your circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest woman around may have "hell" in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;And the most highly favored Woman on your job may be unable to havechildren.&lt;br /&gt;And the richest woman you know....might be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;And the world says if "I have not Love, I am nothing."&gt;So, again, love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Love who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say&lt;br /&gt;"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to bedisappointed!"&lt;br /&gt;"Winners make things happen.Losers let things happen."&lt;br /&gt; To the world you might be one person,&lt;br /&gt;but to one person you just might be the world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small thought.&lt;br /&gt;Note. No form of sexism was intended. This was taken from an email&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-111021424573096702?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/111021424573096702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=111021424573096702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/111021424573096702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/111021424573096702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-yourself.html' title='LOVE YOURSELF'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-111001896330825130</id><published>2005-03-05T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T02:36:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i was out walking around Junction 8 when i met some one that i quite disliked. before i get to the events that brought about the encounter, i would tell you about the distastful past that i had with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Once i had to do a project for my boss, i approached him to ask for the materials.( He was the cameraman for my camp and he had saved all the pic and video in a hard drive that we bought. he kept the drive himself) when i approached him for it, he insisted on me travelling all the way from bedok to jurong west to his house ro collect the videos. He insisted on burning me a disc and complained that i gave him so much trouble and problems. All i asked for was the hard drive and i will do the rest but he did what he did.  Come to think of it he is still holding on to the hard drive that i bought for the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This occured before my audit. There was a missing sony memory stick 128mb. He was the last person that held on to it before handing to me. When i realised the stick was missing, i went to ask him, he kept blaming me for it, saying that he showed it to me when he actually did not. To make things even sure on my side i checked every where for it but  still could not find. when i call hom to ask him to check his stuff, he just hung up the phone. When i asked again, he just said it was my own problem and i should settle it myself. I had to travel down to sim lim to find it.  This was the older version one, not the new magic gate version. It cost me 100 bucks. i was not upset over the fact that i had to pay for it with my own money, it was because he did not even bother to check his stuff to find out if the memory stick was with him. he just shrug me off just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my sytory with the guy. Oh yes i met him and i did ot know what to do. I guess i just put on a face to talk to him. iGuess i could have just gotten angry and ignored him. But i thought why ruin everybody's day.  i t made me think how bout others. Won't they also put on faces. i came to conclude that if we keep thinking like that where is the trust among us. I also thought that lets just trust each other and everyone would be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this was the reason why i said i should not be a buisness person, because i would be too trusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-111001896330825130?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/111001896330825130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=111001896330825130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/111001896330825130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/111001896330825130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/03/faces.html' title='Faces'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110909348226736246</id><published>2005-02-23T01:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:31:22.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Will people please tag on my board&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110909348226736246?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110909348226736246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110909348226736246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110909348226736246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110909348226736246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/02/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110909343487517648</id><published>2005-02-23T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:30:34.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't breathe.............</title><content type='html'>Hey the smoke is rewlly getting out of hand here.will someone do something about it. People will all blame the heat for it. But if you think, this heat was expected. It was only a few months ago that our neighbours weresuffering from drought beacause of the heat. Now it is our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don you feel the anger and uneasiness when you step out the bath or an aircon room. my heart goes out to all including you Soon Kok who have to go outfield. Hope for all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110909343487517648?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110909343487517648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110909343487517648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110909343487517648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110909343487517648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/02/cant-breathe.html' title='Can&apos;t breathe.............'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110896492126908788</id><published>2005-02-20T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T03:56:18.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When was the last time...</title><content type='html'>Hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time since i blogged.....a very long time a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i have been busy doing what you may ask. the more i think of it the more sian i feel. The truth is i am actually doing nothing. I am on leave and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; absolutely nothing. You know how sian that feels i have nothing to do. The same routine goes the whol;e day. wake up, run, gym, swim, watch tv, go out, sleep. This goes on for the last two months and i still cannot believe that i still got one more month of this to do.Yar people may envy this lifestyle but i am sick and tired of doing it. I want to go out to work and i cant because of some stupid agenda that says i cannot because i am holding the green ic. Life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE IRONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am being called daily by a horrendous understudy to go back to work. How horrible can an understudy be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually call made by him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you comeback to work today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Why" me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"to make coffe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" Huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dunno what is this white white stuff in the coffee. i dun dare make for boss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"is it 3-in-1 coffee?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes it is a 3-in-1 coffee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hang up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also tris boss keeeps calling me back to do some movie and video for him for the camp. Hey i am not complaining about it but how long does he expect me to do shit for him. I have been helpoing him for the last month before i left and he is now still asking me to do these movies for him. Hey i dun mind helping him if he actually wasnt a #!#$%^&amp;amp;*~@##### kind of guy.(Understand the greater expression)He is a super ungrateful person that abuses the people that help him and he does not even know who i am eventhough I am doing allol the shit for him. He can even forget that i am the copa. He thinks i am some coy line CPL. After 4 months he still thinks this way. At least WO"I am super garang bcos of East Timor and Vulgarity is a way of life" teo can remember me as secret squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I am glad i still got the time to spend with Erica. Thanks. You make my time meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long way to ORD and already sick of rotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110896492126908788?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110896492126908788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110896492126908788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110896492126908788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110896492126908788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/02/when-was-last-time.html' title='When was the last time...'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110708890572822047</id><published>2005-01-30T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T04:41:45.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games Day (29 Jan 05)</title><content type='html'>This was a total useless day for all ORD personnel. I can understand if you said that this was meant for all recruits. That would mean it was like at BMTC. but you are asking all those who are going to ord to come back to watch others play games. Hey how bout HQ all of us are going to ORD and you are asking us to come back to play games. Hey we are suppose to stay in the night before so that we can get up just to play some stupid games...i dont think so. if you are askng why HQ can almost all the games. look who you are saking to play, all  the ORD personnel. Where will we have he heart to play. Correct? Hey we all have no motivation. The discussion on this can go on forever, the misuse of people who have served thier time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110708890572822047?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110708890572822047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110708890572822047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110708890572822047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110708890572822047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/games-day-29-jan-05.html' title='Games Day (29 Jan 05)'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110708836850457764</id><published>2005-01-30T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T04:32:48.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame jokes as told by others.</title><content type='html'>Was at the games day the other day and heard these lame jokes. As told by Collin Zhuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There was 4 white cats and 1 white cat walking along the side of the road. The white cat crossed to the other side of the road. What did the white cat say to the black cats...........&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;Ans: MEOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the heaviest noodle in the world?&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;Ans: Wan ton Noodle(ONE TON NOODLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the strongest man in the world?&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;Ans: The man selling Wan Ton Noodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110708836850457764?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110708836850457764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110708836850457764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110708836850457764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110708836850457764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/lame-jokes-as-told-by-others.html' title='Lame jokes as told by others.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110684467685165661</id><published>2005-01-28T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T08:51:47.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pconline.com.cn/pcedu/carton/mtv/10309/flash/030926chongerfei.swf"&gt;http://www.pconline.com.cn/pcedu/carton/mtv/10309/flash/030926chongerfei.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice video, go take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110684467685165661?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110684467685165661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110684467685165661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684467685165661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684467685165661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-video.html' title='Nice video'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110684690762453050</id><published>2005-01-28T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:28:27.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'> Life is really hard when it comes to difficult decision to make. But once its make, one should not regret anymore. Easier say than done...all the best to all my friends. The story given below is quite interesting and really gives us an insight into&lt;br /&gt;DECISION MAKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Which one will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the other disused. Only one child played on  the disused track, the rest on the operational track. The train came, and  you were just beside the track interchange. You could make the train change its course to the disused track and saved most of the kids. However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the disused  track would be sacrificed.  Or would you rather let the train go its way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice only one child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You might think the same way, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Exactly, I thought the same way initially because to save most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people would make, morally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the disused track had in fact made the right decision to play at a safe place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who choose to play where the danger was.This kind of dilemma happens around us everyday. In the office, community, in politics and especially in a democratic society, the minority is often sacrificed for the interest of the majority, no matter how foolish or ignorant the majority are, and how farsighted and knowledgeable the minority are. The child who chose not to play with the rest on the operational track was sidelined. And in the case he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for him. The friend who forwarded me the story said he would not try to change the course of the train because he believed that the kids playing on the operational track should have known very well that track was still in use,and that they should have run away if they heard the train's sirens. If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die because he never thought the train could come over to that track! Moreover, that track was not in use probably because it was not safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the train was diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on board at stake! And in your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one child, you might end up sacrificing hundreds of people to save these few kids. While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be made, we may not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember that what's right isn't always popular... and what's popular isn't always right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110684690762453050?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110684690762453050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110684690762453050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684690762453050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684690762453050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110684424347709607</id><published>2005-01-28T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T08:44:03.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S1 Branch BBQ</title><content type='html'>Hey just came back from the branch BBQ. Had alot of fun. Just joking and laughing. Yah almost everyone in there trying to get Samuel to loose weight. Wah he get more incentives then me. Alll he need to do is loose 3 kg in 1 month then he get 3 days off. I had to slog it out everyday for 1 month at the SOC ground to get 5 days of off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry man if we siad anything bad, we just want to help you . No bad intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey on my road to ORD. Ya the big three letters. For the last two years in Bedok Camp i saw people caome and go. Every bed in my bunk has changed hands. Along the course i never thought i would come this far.  Now i am finally here. Hey i feel that its no big deal. To all out there just know that soonere or later it will be your turn soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to those who have not yet gone in. NS is not prison, make the best out of it. You will live to cherish it. You may not think so. But coming from one who have gone to the brink of death and to the ends of the earth, cherish whatever you have. For me NS was the time i nearly died and also the time i learnt the true meaning of everything, life, friends, decisions, choices and more importantly GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo&lt;br /&gt;54 days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110684424347709607?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110684424347709607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110684424347709607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684424347709607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110684424347709607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/s1-branch-bbq.html' title='S1 Branch BBQ'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110629676250331153</id><published>2005-01-21T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:39:22.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time.</title><content type='html'>It truely has been a long time since i blogged. What has happened over the last one week. Well i am now clearing my leave. Finally i have time to put down my work and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110629676250331153?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110629676250331153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110629676250331153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110629676250331153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110629676250331153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110569725757304498</id><published>2005-01-14T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T02:07:37.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time</title><content type='html'>Sorry have been busy the whole week have not blog in a wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotes i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If someone does not smile at you, be generous and offer your own smile.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody needs a smile  more than the one that cannot smile to others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A smile is the lighting system of the face, the cooling system&lt;br /&gt;of the head and the heating system of the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 Days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;2 Official days of work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110569725757304498?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110569725757304498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110569725757304498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110569725757304498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110569725757304498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-time.html' title='Long Time'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110536734947522615</id><published>2005-01-10T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:29:09.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Today is a sad day. I just heard that Carmen's gandmother passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little message so that all can read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Any man's death diminishes me, beacuse i am involved in mankind, andtherfore never send to know for whom the bell tolls for; it tolls for thee'.....John Donne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69 days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;6 working days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110536734947522615?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110536734947522615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110536734947522615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110536734947522615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110536734947522615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110528468509769525</id><published>2005-01-09T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T07:31:25.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For fun and nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Just though about blogging this. For all those who know this and are goinjg to ORD. Hope it brings back memories from GCC and especially when you have to say this standing 5 stories high on the sides of a moving helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Guardsmen Warriors,&lt;br /&gt;Resolute in Loyalty,&lt;br /&gt;Steadfast in Commitment.&lt;br /&gt;We fight for our country,&lt;br /&gt;our home and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land warriors from Air and Sea,&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing in toughness,&lt;br /&gt;Valiant in our actions,&lt;br /&gt;We destroy all foes who challenge our mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ae Elite Warriors,&lt;br /&gt;With daring Initiative,&lt;br /&gt;We rule the day, we rule the night,&lt;br /&gt;Always ready, Ready to Strike.&lt;br /&gt;HooHa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110528468509769525?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110528468509769525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110528468509769525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110528468509769525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110528468509769525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/for-fun-and-nostalgia.html' title='For fun and nostalgia'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110528381792451644</id><published>2005-01-09T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T07:16:57.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful weekend.</title><content type='html'>This was the most interesting i had this year. Had to do "some sort, so called" work for tris boss. But the best part of this mistake was that i go to spend my sat and sun with my one and only. i also got to do the project with her. ESP House productions...... hee hee. any way I learnt some thing new form my princess. Who says that she is not good, i think she is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad part about this weekend....... I had a horrible driving experience today. Was  quite tired and could not concentrate on the road. Almost langar so many times. Ya but managed to master vertical parking in 10 mins. Hey people say it is nothing much, but i am proud of it, who cares about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful afternoon today. I was at her house and we cooked our own lunch . It cost 2 dollars for the both of us. The fun was in the cooking, Minestrone soup and also jelly. Hey reminds me have not gotten the chance to eat the ice cream and jelly. You must think that i am a pig huh. wel........ Oink Oink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey if you are wondering why i can blog now. its because i am at work. yes now even i have to book in to camp on sunday nights.........stupid recruits. if not for them i would have been enjoying myself in camp doing nothing or maybe now in Aceh helping my old boos.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering who he is read last week straits times.  His name is LTC tay boon Khai. He is the proud looking guy standing next to PM in a picture on thur straits times. with arms akimbo.....................................back to me in camp. ya i am sitting on my bkss comfy chair and blogging on his computer. how bad can i be. BTW all this is illegal actually. Not suppose to be on the net after 10. Had fun this week end hoping to have a good week thi coming one. Bos going for 1 GDS exercise. No body to bother me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also  BY THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 days to ORD&lt;br /&gt;7 more working days..... enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110528381792451644?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110528381792451644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110528381792451644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110528381792451644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110528381792451644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/wonderful-weekend.html' title='Wonderful weekend.'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110503034454270752</id><published>2005-01-07T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T08:52:24.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDLY FIRE</title><content type='html'>"Friendly fire," or fratricide, is a military term used when troops&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;one nation accidentally kill their own. Fratricide has tragically&lt;br /&gt;become a battle-field fact of life. David Foster in "Light and Life"&lt;br /&gt;(July 2, 1994), tells us George Washington re-ported that during the&lt;br /&gt;French and Indian War, 400 casual-ties resulted from soldiers who&lt;br /&gt;panicked and sent volley after volley into their own ranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His own soldiers killed Stonewall Jackson, Confederate general during&lt;br /&gt;the American Civil War, in 1863 as he galloped back into south-ern&lt;br /&gt;lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps 10% of American casualties of World War II and 15% to 20%&lt;br /&gt;during the Vietnam Conflict were the result of fratricide -- bombs&lt;br /&gt;which were dropped by accident; errant rifle fire; artillery shells&lt;br /&gt;landing on the wrong targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friendly fire" is the cause of countless casualties even today. Not&lt;br /&gt;in battle, but in the workplace and on the home front. Teachers who&lt;br /&gt;are assailed by parents "burn out" in just a few short years.&lt;br /&gt;In-fighting within groups brings down worth-while organizations. Those&lt;br /&gt;in the helping professions are set upon by those they try to care&lt;br /&gt;for. Co-workers undermine one another, at the expense of productivity&lt;br /&gt;and emotional health. Spouses fire verbal (and sometimes physical)&lt;br /&gt;shots at one another until mortally wounded&lt;br /&gt;marriages finally die. Families fight amongst themselves with&lt;br /&gt;little regard for the damage wrought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loss from domestic "friendly fire" can-not be estimated. Yet&lt;br /&gt;these&lt;br /&gt;casualties are unnecessary and wasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said so well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     To come together is a beginning;&lt;br /&gt;     To stay together is progress;&lt;br /&gt;     To finish together is success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can an organization or family succeed when it sustains damages from&lt;br /&gt;within? The solution to the problem of loss by friendly fire is found&lt;br /&gt;in the word  "together". We have come together for important reasons.&lt;br /&gt;We are in it together. Through conflict and disagreement, we must&lt;br /&gt;stand together. And in the end, if we finish at all, we will finish&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110503034454270752?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110503034454270752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110503034454270752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110503034454270752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110503034454270752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/friendly-fire.html' title='FRIENDLY FIRE'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110503023061692298</id><published>2005-01-07T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T08:50:30.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest day</title><content type='html'> This has been the longest two days of my life. I wake up on Wed morning at about 0430 to go to work. was doing duty on that day. Up to now, not yet sleep. NEED SLEEP.... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Have not slept since then. Will try to sleep tonight. Whoever says that a COPA is an easy job has yet to be one. with one like mine. he likes to work late and wants us to stay back until he goes home. last night he stayed up the whole night and we had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110503023061692298?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110503023061692298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110503023061692298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110503023061692298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110503023061692298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/longest-day.html' title='Longest day'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110490687118159521</id><published>2005-01-05T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:34:31.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>I am not responsible for what other people do or say, I am only &lt;br /&gt;responsible for my reaction to what other people do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are who we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our positions limit our responsibility not our thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate those who are around you, not those who you want to be around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who tried and failed are braver than those who cose to give up in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insults are just words. They only hurt us when we choose to listen to the lies in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Command has to be respected, not feared. Respect has to be earned not given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject or choice. Its your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and tide waits for no man. We can choose to wait around doing nothing, or make the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things are progressive. Never aim for the sky when you have not climbed a hill. Set goals you can achive not what you dream of achieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in life are never fair. Enjoy what we got not what we want. Even if sh** happens, life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110490687118159521?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110490687118159521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110490687118159521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110490687118159521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110490687118159521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110483970053087341</id><published>2005-01-04T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T03:55:00.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am so proud of Erica today. She was having a pain the mouth since New year's day. She finally went to the dentist yesterday and had to to remove her wisdom tooth. The dentist said that her tooth was growing in an awkward position. Today she went to the dentist in the afternoon and finally had it removed. i am so proud of her for not crying through the day even though it is so pain. The anastatic wore off even before she got home. Dear i am proud of you for being so brave and deciding to go through the operation even though it was so pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110483970053087341?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110483970053087341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110483970053087341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110483970053087341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110483970053087341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/pain-in-mouth.html' title='Pain in the mouth'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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-9932003.post-110480017575360355</id><published>2005-01-03T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:56:15.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;Welcome one and all to my blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9932003-110480017575360355?l=forces-of-choice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/feeds/110480017575360355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9932003&amp;postID=110480017575360355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110480017575360355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9932003/posts/default/110480017575360355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forces-of-choice.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>-Paul-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575473004398631050</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>
