<?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-12468024</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:31:18.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wharzhee</title><subtitle type='html'>la vie simple d'Allen PECK.
the simple life of Allen PECK.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6692021121366227258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6692021121366227258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/dentist.html' title='dentist'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-6373383140530538437</id><published>2007-07-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T02:11:40.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivocity.</title><content type='html'>vivocity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-6373383140530538437?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/6373383140530538437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=6373383140530538437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6373383140530538437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6373383140530538437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/vivocity.html' title='vivocity.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-8273032320863493354</id><published>2007-07-15T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:24:29.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't believe it.</title><content type='html'>i just received notice that benjamin &amp; claire will be getting married this septembre.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;the news was just overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;i soooo wanna go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-8273032320863493354?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/8273032320863493354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=8273032320863493354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8273032320863493354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8273032320863493354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-believe.html' title='i can&apos;t believe it.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-8288430392983772415</id><published>2007-07-14T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:02:49.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quatorze juillet</title><content type='html'>14 july - bastille day - france national holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-8288430392983772415?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/8288430392983772415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=8288430392983772415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8288430392983772415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8288430392983772415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/quatorze-juillet.html' title='quatorze juillet'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-7590671092523367278</id><published>2007-07-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:02:18.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stoned.</title><content type='html'>i laid myself on the couch in my room and stared blanklessly infront - facing the lcd tv screen displaying my msn messenger.&lt;br /&gt;recent events made my mind wondered off to the times i had with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;for most of the evening, i remained stoned - unwanting to come back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, i wholeheartedly miss my friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i want so much to see them, greet them, hug them, kiss them, spend the time together with them, and tell them everything that happened ever since - especially with my best friend, fabien.&lt;br /&gt;the idea that i will meet my best friend in about 11 months' time fills me with joy.&lt;br /&gt;but 11 months is a still a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad, that i could not create a similar environment in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;10 years+ and only one really good friend. have i not tried hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;i have.i have tried many times until i am not only so exhausted but in pain as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 yrs ago, when i first stepped into singapore - the constant negativity had affected me greatly.&lt;br /&gt;year after year, it grew so strong that i could not handle it. the pain grew evermore. i had to turn my back against society and i became a loner.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt till on the 4th yr, i met someone whom is my good friend now, that singapore came a bit bearable - well, at least i had someone now.&lt;br /&gt;i eventually learnt to clearly define myself from every singapore citizen - to safeguard myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the line of friends. no one seems to understand me - it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;one should ask: who are your friends? and what make them ur friends?&lt;br /&gt;if i could show it to u, u might understand but u'll never comprehend it until u experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made sure that i did not cross the line - for fear it would backfire and hurt me again.&lt;br /&gt;i guess recent events proved that.&lt;br /&gt;i tried hard, honestly - but failed.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i was rash on my side, i'm not sure if i blundered.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like i want to go over. give a hug. and say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-7590671092523367278?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-5440635573736013</id><published>2007-07-06T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:20:35.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so indescribable.</title><content type='html'>i've been having an overwhelming sense of mirth that seems to be overflowing - it still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thursday, it was blown out of proportion in a negative way.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so like a fool on that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;the abhorrence disgusts me totally.&lt;br /&gt;its so repugnant - that it wants out in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i don't bear grudges. i just totally wipe the sore out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet, my exuberance outweights the blues.&lt;br /&gt;it's so indescribable, the feeling - so conflicting, but jubilation triumphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-6681607944917960158</id><published>2007-07-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:27:25.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay over.</title><content type='html'>saturday - late evening, my buddy invited me over to drink with him. he had opened a bottle of red.&lt;br /&gt;i accepted. i grabbed another one and drove off to his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted thru'out the night, slept, had brunch, chatted, chatted, chatted, and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouah, the weekend ended in no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-6681607944917960158?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/6681607944917960158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=6681607944917960158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6681607944917960158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6681607944917960158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/stay-over.html' title='stay over.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-4141247741924786779</id><published>2007-06-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:26:08.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilton</title><content type='html'>the food at the brasserie in hilton hotel is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;i graded it as such because it somehow reminded me of france.&lt;br /&gt;my family and relatives had lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brasserie had many cheeses readily available on one of their counter, and beside, was a wooden platter board with a baguette, overwhich had a blue cloth to hold with, and a bread knife.&lt;br /&gt;i highlighted this because i went over, grabbed the knife and cut a couple of baguette tranche - to start lunch with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starter, i had the french onion soup with baguette and grated guyère on top.&lt;br /&gt;then, i had the smoked salmon garnished with herbs and lemon, with french dressing.&lt;br /&gt;personally, salmon is my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;for the main dish, i had seasoned lamb with portobello mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;together, with a small dish of ovened minitomatoes filled with yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;for dessert, i had cheese cake dizzled with strawberry, cranberry, mango, and vanilla sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great affaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-4141247741924786779?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/4141247741924786779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=4141247741924786779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/4141247741924786779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/4141247741924786779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/07/hilton.html' title='hilton'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-3019547727462201332</id><published>2007-06-25T09:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:56:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>25-27 june 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: fondue.&lt;br /&gt;26: bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-3019547727462201332?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/3019547727462201332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=3019547727462201332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/3019547727462201332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/3019547727462201332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/06/chalet.html' title='chalet'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-420160855241574567</id><published>2007-06-19T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:16:20.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up through the night.</title><content type='html'>i woke up abruptly about 0200.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the kitchen and had a drink of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i landed myself back into my room, cleared up the paper mess on the desk and then settled myself on my couch with some scribbled papers to read.&lt;br /&gt;thru the rubbles, i had found papers of writings that were written aimlessly at random - which i had no recollection of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, later, then read thru some articles online, jotted some reference notes, and tried to complete the list of things to do for an event next week.&lt;br /&gt;that's how i spent my early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, i'll have my breakfast of egg, ham, and bread, yum, and then i'll have to get ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-420160855241574567?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/420160855241574567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=420160855241574567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/420160855241574567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/420160855241574567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/06/up-through-night.html' title='up through the night.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-5567004449017005099</id><published>2007-06-14T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T15:10:10.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cravings.</title><content type='html'>when i was really young, i had difficulty differing between hunger and cravings.&lt;br /&gt;both involved a hearty meal and a good digestive system.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i was hungry - i craved for savoury food, and &lt;br /&gt;everytime i craved for savoury food - i was hungry: what's there to differ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that same line, food was ambrosial - heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;something that was exquisitely scrumptious.&lt;br /&gt;something that i looked forward to.&lt;br /&gt;something that i knew missing if it was left out.&lt;br /&gt;something that would leave me wanting for more.&lt;br /&gt;something that i indulged frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i was fueling both my cravings and hunger at the sametime, until much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i yearn dearly for a simple fare of «le chocolat chaud,et la baguette et la confiture.» (hot chocolate, and french bread and jam)&lt;br /&gt;it's not the same in singapore - it's much awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-5567004449017005099?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/5567004449017005099/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-7970700003165355162</id><published>2007-06-10T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:30:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore, like i've never seen before.</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 9th june 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: party at coco's.her new appartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pressed the intercom of her appartment, «c'est moi, Allen» i said.&lt;br /&gt;i got onto the elevator, pressed the button of the 28th floor, and anxiously waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the lift door opened, coco was standing infront, in a beautiful silk white dress that was bounded by two straps, she was holding a bouquet of flower resting on her arms - she was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;The backdrop was glowing with people in her living room. the 28th floor was her appartment.&lt;br /&gt;i greeted her with bises, presented her with a bottle of french white wine, and was invited in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i entered, i could not believe what my eyes saw. i was awestruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the living room is two floors high, the centre holds a grand glass crystal chandelar, the living room's balcony extended from the left to the front of the room with a glass wall separation that stretches to the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;from that balcony, one could see the city on the left, the west infront, and woodlands on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the living room had a warm inviting aura, so enchanting yet still mellow, that could captivate any soul that passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i proceeded to the balcony, i felt like i was standing westward in the centre of singapore, and the ends of singapore were at my hand's reach.&lt;br /&gt;she had a view of one half of singapore in her very own living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was later invited to tour her whole apartment. every room was like looking at the constellation - i could only meticulously watch - and there was only one word that could describe it. It was simply magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night continued with alcohol, grubs, cakes, networking and lotsa chit-chat.&lt;br /&gt;it was a marvellous evening to end a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-7970700003165355162?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/7970700003165355162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=7970700003165355162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/7970700003165355162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/7970700003165355162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/06/singapore-like-ive-never-seen-before.html' title='singapore, like i&apos;ve never seen before.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-2548023851828606356</id><published>2007-06-04T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:53:56.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pure satisfaction.</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday, 3rd june 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycled today whilst wesley bladed - he leeched on me.&lt;br /&gt;we later lunched at ikea with darren, and then looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this rectangular translucent glass lampshade. it was stunningly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;the sort of shade that would best fit for my candles.&lt;br /&gt;that went into my trolley. so did: tins of woodstain, a paintbrush, sandpapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole afternoon and evening - filing untreated wood  surfaces in my room and applying woodstain.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, my room was in a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;it was almost at a point of beyond redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.date: monday, 4th june 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by day break, the room was cleaned. everything was placed where it was before.&lt;br /&gt;my room was like it was on saturday - untouched.&lt;br /&gt;except that the wood looked much more mature, and the beautiful glass lampshade with my candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by evening, i was seated on the right side of my couch, reading with the spotlight lamp above me and the orange glow of the lit candle in the glass lampshade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped, looked around, and said to myself, &lt;br /&gt;"so much work, but nothing changed. but indeed, it was..&lt;br /&gt;pure satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;pure satisfaction, indeed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-2548023851828606356?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/2548023851828606356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=2548023851828606356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/2548023851828606356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/2548023851828606356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/06/pure-satisfaction.html' title='pure satisfaction.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-5252019603565675129</id><published>2007-05-29T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:55:18.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some people just sees the world, some people sees it and does something about it.</title><content type='html'>some people just sees the world, some people sees it and does something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-5252019603565675129?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-1943006448866677972</id><published>2007-05-28T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:04:32.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keywords.</title><content type='html'>late.&lt;br /&gt;kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;french.&lt;br /&gt;canelé.&lt;br /&gt;gateaux.&lt;br /&gt;hotchocolate.&lt;br /&gt;cafénoix.&lt;br /&gt;shops.&lt;br /&gt;pain.&lt;br /&gt;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-1943006448866677972?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/1943006448866677972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=1943006448866677972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/1943006448866677972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/1943006448866677972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/keywords.html' title='keywords.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-7703680837114634052</id><published>2007-05-24T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:57:25.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my book was finally autographed!</title><content type='html'>i had dinner with coco today evening.&lt;br /&gt;conversation continued thru'out dinner.&lt;br /&gt;she hit on the subject of singaporeans...&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence, euh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i didnt forget to bring my book.&lt;br /&gt;she autographed her book titled «ils ont changé ma chanson.»&lt;br /&gt;and now, that book looks soo super coool.&lt;br /&gt;and it's all mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-7703680837114634052?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/7703680837114634052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=7703680837114634052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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writing the previous blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;it took so long because in the midst of completion, my entry disappeared into thin air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt mind doing it. it was something i've always wanted to jot down in words.&lt;br /&gt;and whilst doing it second time round, i received an email from fabien which made it ever more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next adventure: fabien's wedding 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-8623047197607113250?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/8623047197607113250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=8623047197607113250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8623047197607113250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8623047197607113250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/burning-midnight-oil-in-gallons.html' title='burning midnight oil in gallons...'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-381992688244723736</id><published>2007-05-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:37:11.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what would best friends talk about?</title><content type='html'>when im in paris with my best pal, fabien, we'd talk and catch up on about almost everything that happened in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;even when there was nothing else, we'd repeat what we've talked abt days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this one of many conversations - that i will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i'd sojourn at his place during my vacation in france, we'd talk about this same conversation without fail.&lt;br /&gt;to talk about it requires more fate than ever with each other.&lt;br /&gt;and i believe it's this very conversation that carves out the real friends from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;and even more so, for the one who first initiated this.&lt;br /&gt;that's so true.&lt;br /&gt;that it's worth keeping that friendship forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eversince i was in singapore, i have only met one person who shared this same conversation with me quite a number of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i ,wholeheartedly, hope that this conversation will be rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;he's, what i consider now, a real good buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have to say, it's pretty tough being considered in my social circle of true friends.&lt;br /&gt;the citizens of singapore have taught me to draw a clear fine line between my friends, colleagues, network, acquaintances, etc.&lt;br /&gt;this line empowers me from being drawn in by too much negative aura from others into my life.&lt;br /&gt;i do open up, in the beginning and once in a while. but it stops there. i've grown weary. i've been self-less. if u've lost ur opportunity - u take it from here. and if u fail, i sincerely hope u'd try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what do u think best friends would talk about?&lt;br /&gt;i won't reveal what i believe it is. but i ingenuously yearn that there will be others who would come up to me and share about this very conversation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-381992688244723736?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/381992688244723736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=381992688244723736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/381992688244723736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/381992688244723736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-would-best-friends-talk-about.html' title='what would best friends talk about?'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-2390995781916589395</id><published>2007-05-18T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T13:13:58.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"we may know what we are, but know not what we may be."</title><content type='html'>a quote in hamlet by william shakespeare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-2390995781916589395?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/2390995781916589395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=2390995781916589395' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>last week i experimented with brain waves on myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm unsure if it's related, but lately, i've been feeling a great sense of remorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remorse.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of remorse on myself.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of remorse for the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been unfair with myself.&lt;br /&gt;i've been deceiving myself.&lt;br /&gt;i've been deluding myself in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;i've let myself fall so deep, i could not comprehend where i am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what have become of me? is it too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-6812669924898082205?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/6812669924898082205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=6812669924898082205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6812669924898082205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/6812669924898082205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/remorse-disaster-or-god-sent.html' title='remorse - a disaster or god-sent?'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-1615848058061004338</id><published>2007-05-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:34:07.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost time.</title><content type='html'>i've lost a huge chunk of myself in the past few yrs.&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth, i've never been really happy being here in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the contrary, expats that i have gotten acquainted to, thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;they would say "oh, don't listen to them, its so much fun here." (them as in singaporeans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt for quite sometime - that it's the people that truly make the difference.&lt;br /&gt;people that touch ur heart silently.&lt;br /&gt;people that give u a warm glow when around.&lt;br /&gt;people that make u want to smile earnestly.&lt;br /&gt;people that u can talk ur whole soul to.&lt;br /&gt;people who listen with empathy.&lt;br /&gt;people that u enjoy being with.&lt;br /&gt;people that make life worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it culture, lifestyle, etc. - i'm in great dismay that the citizens of singapore lack in this.&lt;br /&gt;however, although i'm apaulled, i still hold strong to my close circle of true friends, no matter how far they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've moved from places to places so much during the age when life is easily malleable, that now i've lost myself in a world that i only hope for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-1615848058061004338?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/1615848058061004338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=1615848058061004338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/1615848058061004338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/1615848058061004338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-time.html' title='lost time.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-5320123327403118024</id><published>2007-05-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:01:23.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past will come knocking if u atleast try.</title><content type='html'>last monday, i chanced upon a small booklet that i have absolutely forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;inside, contained contact details of my roommates whom i met in tignes, the french alps, during 2005.&lt;br /&gt;reference: &lt;a href="http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html"&gt;archive&lt;/a&gt; dated 19th december 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent them an email with hopes that they might eventually reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i received a pleasant surprise, one did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-5320123327403118024?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/5320123327403118024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=5320123327403118024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/5320123327403118024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/5320123327403118024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-past-comes-knocking.html' title='the past will come knocking if u atleast try.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-4152183150288381186</id><published>2007-05-08T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:02:27.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it!</title><content type='html'>today i have something to be estatic about.&lt;br /&gt;you could not imagine how relieved i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always dreaded the physical exam that takes place every year.&lt;br /&gt;today was no exception, and today was the exam.&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump.pull up.shuttle run.sit up.2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held fast, i persevered, i endured..&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i completed it and passed it! yes, PASSED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-4152183150288381186?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/4152183150288381186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=4152183150288381186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/4152183150288381186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/4152183150288381186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-did-it.html' title='i did it!'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-5470436059607218289</id><published>2007-05-07T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:38:42.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when dust can link to the past.</title><content type='html'>whilst dust-freeing the contents in the glass cabinet below the window in my room, i came across a few personal effects - my notebooks, diaries, journals, and mementos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were memoires of events and happenings that i jotted down quite sometime ago, way before i started blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help, but grabbed hold of a journal and flipped thru.&lt;br /&gt;the pages remained intact, but fragile.&lt;br /&gt;i dared not read what i wrote, for fear of invoking the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but curosity got the better of me, i glimpsed thru and caught a few words and sentences here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and before i knew it, i was reading paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;as i devoured each word, my mind felt like as if it had transition into the past of those very days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such words, so small so weak so inferior, have provoked within me something so strong and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;i could not handle it and stopped immediately. i closed the journal and placed it where it initially belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could not hurt me now yet it still taunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should the past stay as the past and remain unremembered forever?&lt;br /&gt;should memories be written even when it invokes negativity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, though i will most likely never read all the memories that i have put on paper, it eases me to know that they will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;and the presence of them will always remind me that i have not lost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-5470436059607218289?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/5470436059607218289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=5470436059607218289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/5470436059607218289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/5470436059607218289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-dust-can-link-to-past.html' title='when dust can link to the past.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-3827494996637965628</id><published>2007-05-06T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:37:56.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>445 days later</title><content type='html'>life does pass quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;445 days to be exact since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;i've gone to vietnam and cambodia during the last quarter of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;during the time i haven't been blogging, tatiana have, you can view them &lt;a href="http://hisita.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the last 30 or so days, i've met up with a few friends in a cafe at arab street - smoked a shisha, accepted a few invitations, gone to a few art galas, and have gotten myself acquainted with new people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;emailed numerous people.&lt;br /&gt;and learnt about life of a british artist in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, a friend in my close circle was concerned about me.&lt;br /&gt;it truely touches me when one would show deep care and concern although the distance between is so greatly apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen PECK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-3827494996637965628?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/3827494996637965628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=3827494996637965628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/3827494996637965628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/3827494996637965628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2007/05/445-days-later.html' title='445 days later'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113998480091162686</id><published>2006-02-15T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:26:40.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thailand trip</title><content type='html'>to thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 15th - 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113998480091162686?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113998480091162686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113998480091162686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113998480091162686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113998480091162686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/02/thailand-trip.html' title='thailand trip'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113911184219157169</id><published>2006-01-31T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T09:27:17.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/sommerset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/sommerset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .date: 31 january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone!&lt;br /&gt;the evening my cranberry juice tasted like plastic. beurk!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.from left to right: wesley, me, sina, kangah,tatiana, hildi, zado,pierry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113911184219157169?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113911184219157169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113911184219157169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113911184219157169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113911184219157169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/01/everyone.html' title='everyone'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113798763651509967</id><published>2006-01-23T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T12:12:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year shopping + lion dance</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday, 22 january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping around orchard in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i had my eyes on this really cool red shirt in isetan™, shaw towers.&lt;br /&gt;just when i was about to grab it and try it on.&lt;br /&gt;.i saw this old white-haired guy interested in it too.&lt;br /&gt;.i was totally turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;.n decided not to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i really have nothing against this guy or with him being old or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;.but i really wish old guys would just be their own age n get something that suits them.&lt;br /&gt;.or like just totally ban them from the younger generation section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.so as i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;n when i turned to view my left.&lt;br /&gt;.i saw another old half-balded guy with white hair trying on billabong clothes.&lt;br /&gt;.what is this world coming to?!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i later headed down to meet up with sina, tatiana, n hildegard at sommerset mrt.&lt;br /&gt;.n caught the lion dance in centrepoint™ at 1500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we later continued with our shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i got my levi red t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113798763651509967?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113798763651509967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113798763651509967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113798763651509967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113798763651509967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-shopping-lion-dance.html' title='chinese new year shopping + lion dance'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113786237229959990</id><published>2006-01-22T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:33:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner at the city</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday 21, january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fetched them all at the woodlands checkpoint in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;i was craving for dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;.so we all had dinner at din tai fung at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113786237229959990?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113786237229959990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday 15, january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather brightened up this week after storms-after-storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven people headed down to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;tatiana.sina.hildegard.renoma.wesley.me.me 'lit bro.&lt;br /&gt;.n i got them all to fit into my car.&lt;br /&gt;.just kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;.i borrowed my cousin's space wagon 7-seaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/palm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/palm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this palm was bent out to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;.luckily no one fell off considering the weight we accumulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/sentosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left to right: hildi, renoma, wesley, me, tatiana, sina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we later headed down to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;.had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;.shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.n home time!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see more photos click &lt;a href="http://hisita.blogspot.com/2006/01/endlich-sooooonne-o.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113786167762109997?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113707619376665795</id><published>2006-01-12T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:29:53.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hildegard is here!!!</title><content type='html'>.date: wednesday, 11 january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hildegard arrived today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113707619376665795?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113707619376665795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113707619376665795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;.drove.&lt;br /&gt;.shopped.&lt;br /&gt;.lunched.&lt;br /&gt;.shopped.&lt;br /&gt;.drove.&lt;br /&gt;.shopped.&lt;br /&gt;.shopped.&lt;br /&gt;.drove.&lt;br /&gt;.was stuck in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yea. that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;.other than getting lost while driving. overall, the day passed alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we later had dinner in sakae sushi, causewaypoint™.&lt;br /&gt;.drove sina+tatiana back.&lt;br /&gt;.n played .the number game.charade.name+place+animal+thing game.who am i game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/tati_donald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/tati_donald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.tatiana; trying to figure out that she's donald duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/sina_garfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/sina_garfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sina - garfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/allen_mickey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/allen_mickey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.me - mickeymouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/wes_diana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/wes_diana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.wesley - lady diana.&lt;br /&gt;.come to think of it; he does sit like one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.*: the asterick was used not to protect the place but the blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113670976200523244?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113670976200523244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113670976200523244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113670976200523244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113670976200523244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/01/venture-in.html' title='.venture in *.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113670830968938485</id><published>2006-01-07T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:47:35.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: the family stone</title><content type='html'>.date: thursday, 5 january 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we, tatiana+sina+wesley+me, caught the film the family stone at cathay™, cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.after the film, we headed for the famous soya bean curd and drink at selegie.&lt;br /&gt;.soya bean again euh?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113670830968938485?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113670830968938485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113670830968938485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113670830968938485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113670830968938485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/01/movie-family-stone.html' title='movie: the family stone'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113617590682218872</id><published>2006-01-02T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T02:27:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jurong birdpark n jurong point</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday, 1 january 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, wesley, tatiana, and sina spent the whole afternoon at the birdpark.&lt;br /&gt;later.in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;.we all had dinner at crystal jade™ in jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;.and dessert at the foodcourt.&lt;br /&gt;.ice kachang n cheng teng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/jurongpoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/jurongpoint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.the photo was taken at the foodcourt in jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;.from the left to right: tatiana, wesley, sina, n me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113617590682218872?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113617590682218872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113617590682218872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113617590682218872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113617590682218872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2006/01/jurong-birdpark-n-jurong-point.html' title='jurong birdpark n jurong point'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113617646716097127</id><published>2006-01-01T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T02:33:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year 2006</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 31 december 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, wesley, tatiana, and sina watched the new year's fireworks on the esplanade bridge.&lt;br /&gt;.the fireworks were splendid n beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;.n lasted for about ten long minutes.&lt;br /&gt;.n spanned from both side of the singapore river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.when all was over.&lt;br /&gt;.we were all starving cause we had all forgotten our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;.luckily.the cafe at the citylink mall was opened.&lt;br /&gt;.i had my cappuccino and sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.happy new year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113617646716097127?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113617646716097127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113617646716097127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hildi will join them two weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who are they?&lt;br /&gt;tatiana, sina, n hildi are my friends who will be doing their work in singapore for three-quarter of a year.&lt;br /&gt;hildi's my former schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;and as for tatiana and sina; they're hildi's schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113617756593518566?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113617756593518566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113617756593518566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113617756593518566'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/af2003.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;.11.05.2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/af2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/af2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/af2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/af2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/af2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.26.12.2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.2.5years apart.&lt;br /&gt;.same location: charles de gaulle.&lt;br /&gt;.taken in the last minutes before checkin-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.tempus fugit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i miss u, fabien.&lt;br /&gt;.shall we meet again in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113586534586416454?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113586534586416454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113586534586416454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113586534586416454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113586534586416454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/12/final-minutes.html' title='.final minutes.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113586553930567236</id><published>2005-12-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T09:29:52.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.charles de gaulle.</title><content type='html'>.date: 26 december 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time was running out.&lt;br /&gt;.i bidded n kissed farewell to sandra, whilst fabien got ready the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabien have, and always will be my great friend in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;and there was never a moment i failed to enjoy his presence.&lt;br /&gt;.of course, i also enjoyed the presence of our other two friends, yann n thibault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one, it was before i checked-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've just reached CDG.&lt;br /&gt;.parked on the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;.departure was 2 floors below the parking levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were arrow signage with 'ascenseur' which means lift.&lt;br /&gt;however we were directed to a staircase instead.&lt;br /&gt;fabien volunteered to carry my luggage down 5 floors.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed n chatted while descending.&lt;br /&gt;.especially when we saw workers, looking at us, on one of the floors.&lt;br /&gt;.i joked that there might be a lift nearby, and they must be thinking we were insane taking the stairs, lugging my luggage down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the departure floor.&lt;br /&gt;we stepped out n landed ourself at the lift lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i just looked at fabien.&lt;br /&gt;.n gave him a big grin.&lt;br /&gt;.and he replied. 'this building is very old, i dont trust the elevator'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.fabien+sandra: i miss you both n thank you. don't forget to invite me to your wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113586553930567236?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113586553930567236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113586553930567236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113586553930567236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113586553930567236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/12/charles-de-gaulle.html' title='.charles de gaulle.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113510295227972709</id><published>2005-12-20T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T09:24:23.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>traffic in paris</title><content type='html'>.date: friday, 16 december 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/DSC04758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/DSC04758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i spent ard 6 hours on the autoroute cruising around 130-200kmph. hush!&lt;br /&gt;.n spent ard 3 hours stuck in the jam around paris city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left tignes at 0930 and arrived at my friend's at 1930.&lt;br /&gt;.it was totally insane being stuck in the jam.&lt;br /&gt;.i wouldnt recommend anyone to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent a great deal of time driving down.&lt;br /&gt;.it was fun. but would be great if i had a companion.&lt;br /&gt;.all in all.&lt;br /&gt;it was great to see fabien and his fiancée sandra again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113510295227972709?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113510295227972709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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tignes</title><content type='html'>.date: 15 december 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent a week snowboarding in this little town called tignes.&lt;br /&gt;i got to know a great group of australians during my stay in this chalet.&lt;br /&gt;of course, not forgetting the english, the swedish, the belges, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i will surely remember their unique lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ryan, greg, adam, tim, richie.&lt;br /&gt;.thanks for everything, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;.as well as for ur understanding.i know i've been absolutely rude.&lt;br /&gt;.haha.wish u all the best dudes with what ya doing up there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113510341264544081?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113510341264544081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113510341264544081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113510341264544081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113510341264544081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/12/tignes.html' title='à tignes'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113369021498379337</id><published>2005-12-04T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:57:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>à antibes</title><content type='html'>right now im at yann's.&lt;br /&gt;.i was just looking out from the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;.and u can never guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the view directly infront n all the way to my right: is the huge magnificent sea.&lt;br /&gt;.on my left: is the huge alps with snow.&lt;br /&gt;.today isnt sunny, but the sun is shining on the alps giving it a very bright white glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.last night, we partied at yann's friend's place.&lt;br /&gt;.we had a great dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.though i didnt go out much. j'ai bien profité.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113369021498379337?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113369021498379337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113369021498379337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113369021498379337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113369021498379337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/12/antibes.html' title='à antibes'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113343988528964641</id><published>2005-12-01T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:29:36.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>à paris</title><content type='html'>.date: 27 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0530: i finally arrived france after around 13 hours of flight.&lt;br /&gt;.i just love flying.&lt;br /&gt;.being in the air.&lt;br /&gt;.lets side track: the flight entertainment was great too.&lt;br /&gt;.in fact at the end of the flight: i wasnt ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;i still wanted to watch a few more movies.&lt;br /&gt;.but time didnt permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent a lot of time in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the passporte controle n my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;.as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by around 0800 fabien finally arrived to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;*we actually couldnt find each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.its been a really long time since we've last met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113343988528964641?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113343988528964641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113343988528964641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113343988528964641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113343988528964641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/12/paris.html' title='à paris'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112937418594567567</id><published>2005-11-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T19:03:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schedule: france</title><content type='html'>.date: 26 november 2005 - 27 december 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112937418594567567?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112937418594567567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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....</title><content type='html'>.i'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent the morning.&lt;br /&gt;.1.wrapping gifts.&lt;br /&gt;.2.ironing my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;.3.packing my bag.&lt;br /&gt;.4.packing all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;.5.clearing the mess. *though its not completed&lt;br /&gt;.6.others that i cant remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received a phone call from the airlines.&lt;br /&gt;.that there'll be a shuffle in the timing.&lt;br /&gt;turns out that i will be leaving earlier than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113298652287743921?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113298652287743921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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shopping</title><content type='html'>.date: friday, 25 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;.i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;.yet im so³ excited to be able to go back to france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i fetched her. &lt;br /&gt;*was a bit late&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at le pet't breton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home first.&lt;br /&gt;.n then advanced to the city later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a couple of stuff to do in my "to-do" list.&lt;br /&gt;n had to get started as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;.1.get my ticket.&lt;br /&gt;.2.change currency.&lt;br /&gt;.3.buy a power plug converter. *related to a gift for my friend.&lt;br /&gt;.4.buy socks.&lt;br /&gt;.5.buy two shirts.&lt;br /&gt;.6.buy tit-bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have on hand many things to get done.&lt;br /&gt;though im not done. but im satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113298632002236842?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113298632002236842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113298632002236842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113298632002236842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113298632002236842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/11/final-shopping.html' title='final shopping'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113254920635581123</id><published>2005-11-21T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:08:10.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 november update</title><content type='html'>.much have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is that i've been bogged down by work.&lt;br /&gt;im glad the audit phase is now over.&lt;br /&gt;.i can now concentrate on my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another was trying to find a place for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;.one was finally found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another was buying presents for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;.bought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n lastly is getting ready for my trip.&lt;br /&gt;.uh. i still have time to finish this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yet to be updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113254920635581123?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113254920635581123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113254920635581123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113254920635581123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113254920635581123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/11/21-november-update.html' title='21 november update'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113254952538512982</id><published>2005-11-20T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:06:55.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday shopping</title><content type='html'>.date: friday, 18 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.shopped shopped shopped.&lt;br /&gt;.no need to know anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;+ late night movie.&lt;br /&gt;.harry potter in the goblet of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113254952538512982?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113141239260888424</id><published>2005-11-08T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:57:15.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my package finally arrived!</title><content type='html'>its the package i've been asking me elder brother to send me for a month now.&lt;br /&gt;.he's been procastinating.&lt;br /&gt;.n i've been nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it arrived on monday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;.it wasn't until tuesday early morning that i opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i just love receiving packages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113141239260888424?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113128901902547901</id><published>2005-11-06T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:01:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.a pact.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;we've decided not to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;.via emails, sms, messages, or any other form.&lt;br /&gt;.for as long as it will take us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it will commence: once the clock strikes 0000hrs of 07 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be for 5 full days till 0000 of 12 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.but somehow she got angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;.n it went all the way till the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.for sure.&lt;br /&gt;.i'll miss her incessant questions n disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;.not sure if she would miss me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.night night.&lt;br /&gt;.sleep tight.&lt;br /&gt;.dont let the bed bugs bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113128901902547901?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113128901902547901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113128901902547901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113128901902547901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113128901902547901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/11/pact.html' title='.a pact.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113128805532214585</id><published>2005-11-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:50:00.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday's drag</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 05 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.it was clearly a drag.&lt;br /&gt;.physically or not.it still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up from my nap.&lt;br /&gt;.sat on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;.when suddenly.the handphone started blinking.&lt;br /&gt;.saw the caller. n went. eh oh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut to the chase.&lt;br /&gt;.she clearly dragged me out.&lt;br /&gt;.it was evening.the city was jammed n not a carpark in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i was tired. she was not "that" tired.&lt;br /&gt;.i was hungry. she clearly didnt wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;to have justice: for dragging me out n having eaten without me.&lt;br /&gt;.she sat and waited for me whilst i ate my sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mightnight fell.&lt;br /&gt;.we caught a movie at tiong bahru gv.&lt;br /&gt;.just like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the show was somewhat pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;.somehow, it reminded me of two persons i happened to have known.&lt;br /&gt;.but that is for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.although, she insisted that she never did dragged me out.&lt;br /&gt;.this blog made it clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113128805532214585?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113121508345780851</id><published>2005-11-06T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:58:46.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday's guest</title><content type='html'>.date: thursday, 3 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do much although it was a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;.i went to city in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;.footprinted the sony gallery, the planet traveller, and a sports shop at Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was pretty uneventful, i asked my friend to blog as a guest here, since she enjoyed the movie we watched a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Il y a un an quand j'ai regardé un film francais.&lt;br /&gt;ça fait longtemps que j'adore les films francais. &lt;br /&gt;Bien que le film ne soit pas passionant, je me suis vraiment plongé par ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la beauté de film francais.&lt;br /&gt;Il ne dit pas la histoire, il la montre.  &lt;br /&gt;Il montre sans pretense, sans la fanfare extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;C'est un plus simple peinture de la vie compliquer.&lt;br /&gt;Tu peux interpreter ce que tu veux.&lt;br /&gt;Il ne fais pas un promis d'un fin joyeux, mais il laisse la possibilité.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le film s'appelle "Je me sens pas belle". &lt;br /&gt;C'est un film que j'aime beaucoup.&lt;br /&gt;J'espère ecouter encore la chanson&lt;br /&gt;"Trentenaire Et Celibataire"&lt;br /&gt;dans le film.  Les paroles sont dessous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trentenaire et célibataire&lt;br /&gt;C’est le paradis ou bien l’enfer&lt;br /&gt;On est nombreux à ne pas être deux&lt;br /&gt;Et puis alors, si c’était mieux ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 30 balais, tout est parfait&lt;br /&gt;Tu nages dans le bonheur complet&lt;br /&gt;Et ta maison est une prairie&lt;br /&gt;Où tu cours, tu gambades et tu ris&lt;br /&gt;Aucun besoin de vivre ça avec quelqu’un&lt;br /&gt;Seul, on est bien, on est bien&lt;br /&gt;Ah ça y est, chui réveillée, j’avais rêvé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 30 balais tout est foutu&lt;br /&gt;Tu coules dans un malheur voulu&lt;br /&gt;Et ta maison est un taudis&lt;br /&gt;Où tu pleures, tu t’écroules et tu cries&lt;br /&gt;Aucun besoin de vivre ça avec quelqu’un&lt;br /&gt;Seul, on est rien, on est rien&lt;br /&gt;Ah ça y est, j’ai sursauté, j’ai cauchemardé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais où se trouve la vérité&lt;br /&gt;Entre ces 2 réalités ?&lt;br /&gt;Moi, tout ce que je sais,&lt;br /&gt;C’est qu’il y a de la joie&lt;br /&gt;Dans le célibat&lt;br /&gt;Si c’est un choix&lt;br /&gt;Un choix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que il y a quelqu'un qui peux m'aider?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113121508345780851?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113121508345780851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113121508345780851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113121508345780851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113121508345780851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursdays-guest.html' title='thursday&apos;s guest'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113095441564402514</id><published>2005-11-04T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T00:02:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday greens</title><content type='html'>.tuesday, 01 november 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it was 0800 when i got up.&lt;br /&gt;.oh no.i'm late.&lt;br /&gt;.i hope my dear friend will understand. wouldnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a lot of time trying to fit my bicycle in.&lt;br /&gt;.n arrived at her's at 0905.n finally at westcoast at 0930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jogged n cycled.she cycled n jogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by afternoon.we were at my home.&lt;br /&gt;.we played mario party 4 on my gamecube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n later.we had lunch at sake sushi™, causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;.together with wesley n sharon.&lt;br /&gt;.there was this hot pot which tasted quite delicious.&lt;br /&gt;.but i believe it must be the msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113095441564402514?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113095441564402514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113095441564402514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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eventually agreed.&lt;br /&gt;.Slept like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;.with a sound mind that comes at arriving at a good&lt;br /&gt;decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it was...&lt;br /&gt;.1745 when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;.i was late.. would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;.how i wished i had awoken at 1900, then there would&lt;br /&gt;be no need to meet my troublesome friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to park at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;.decided it would be a good day to check out food menus.&lt;br /&gt;.browsed the menus of yuki yuki, cafe cartel and finally settled at the dumpling place at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;.just before handling over the order sheet, i experienced some instantaneous euphoria and went into an ordering frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;.placed ordered for 3 trays of dumplings and 2 bowls of noodles.&lt;br /&gt;.its so amazing to watch the food piled up.&lt;br /&gt;rating:  9.3/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at Cheers to grab me a snapple.&lt;br /&gt;.flavour: raspberry.. something.&lt;br /&gt;.missed seeing it initially but my friend pointed its location to me.&lt;br /&gt;*make a note that i need to visit my optician.&lt;br /&gt;.the q in e cap was ...euh! i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;.for once, i drove back without going mia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and boy am i proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113095409545398373?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113095409545398373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113095409545398373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113095409545398373'/><link rel='self' 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leonidas.&lt;br /&gt;.It was at raffles place shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;.got chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;.Pardon me, there is no Raffles Place shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;.I'll construct that next time.&lt;br /&gt;*next time = next life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she smsed me to say she'd be 5 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;.it was past 1905.&lt;br /&gt;.i wanted to tell how late she was.&lt;br /&gt;.but it was 1906; when i finally saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we ate at o'brien.&lt;br /&gt;.i'm not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;.but i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;.Had the salmon sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;.Were told to leave at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Drove around town after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;.Cannot understand, why the shops closed so early.&lt;br /&gt;.Got lost.&lt;br /&gt;.obviously.its not the driver's fault.&lt;br /&gt;.so i toured around and around Marina South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;i was requested to do this.&lt;br /&gt;.knowing im totally lazy.&lt;br /&gt;.she had to force me.&lt;br /&gt;.poor me uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh yea. notice the first letter of each line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113060919159033600?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113060919159033600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113060919159033600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113060919159033600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113060919159033600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-dues-were-paid-requested-to-be.html' title='my dues were paid (requested to be scrapped)'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-113068375575869311</id><published>2005-10-30T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:51:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dues were paid</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 29 october 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to leonidas.&lt;br /&gt;.it was at Raffles Place shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;.got chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;.pardon me, there is no Raffles Place shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;.i'll construct that next time. &lt;br /&gt;*next time = next life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we ate at o'brien.&lt;br /&gt;.i'm not sure why &lt;br /&gt;*actualli i do noe why&lt;br /&gt;.but i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;.it must have been a virus at work.&lt;br /&gt;.had the salmon sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;.were told to leave at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.wondered why the shops closed so early.&lt;br /&gt;.drove around town after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;.was lost.&lt;br /&gt;.obviously the driver was at fault.&lt;br /&gt;.so i toured round and around Marina South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what dues were paid?&lt;br /&gt;.that's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113068375575869311?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113068375575869311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113068375575869311' title='4 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ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only began concentrating in packing up the mess last week.&lt;br /&gt;.saturday.sunday.monday.tuesday.wednesday.thursday.friday.saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was a week of tough and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;.i feel a great feat of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is looking better and better each day.&lt;br /&gt;though im not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;.or might never be at all.&lt;br /&gt;i can pretty much say that my room is 92% clean n tidy.&lt;br /&gt;.cds,books,other stuff packed where it should be.&lt;br /&gt;.wires rerouted and tied.&lt;br /&gt;.shelves reconfigured.&lt;br /&gt;.lighting reconfigured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.now i hope really hard that my room will stay in its present condition for the yrs to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113052088238458677?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/113052088238458677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=113052088238458677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113052088238458677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/113052088238458677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/10/update-winter-cleaning-2.html' title='update: winter cleaning .2.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-113020471608848202</id><published>2005-10-25T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T12:44:57.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very uneventful</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 22 october 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was pretty uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I set up a trap to meet a short girl&lt;br /&gt;.except that I sent out prank messages to 3-4 numbers&lt;br /&gt;.simply because their numbers ended with 1,2, 9 and 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I approached a girl in PS.&lt;br /&gt;.only to find out I had the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I talked too much for once.&lt;br /&gt;.n nearly walked into traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I thought my car was parked at Basement 2.&lt;br /&gt;.i popped out to take a glance n confirmed my suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;.that I had parked in B3 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I ordered supper in Manderin&lt;br /&gt;.and succeeded&lt;br /&gt;.oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;.i think I succeeded because of my finger pointing&lt;br /&gt;.instead of my manderin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that I roused from my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;.n took a walk at Mt Faber&lt;br /&gt;.except that I arrived too early.&lt;br /&gt;.n parked too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i must be getting younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.except that im also getting ESP.&lt;br /&gt;.and I predict that someone will hack into my blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;.n leave a remark somewhere that this entry was not written by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-113020471608848202?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112958460282431741</id><published>2005-10-18T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:14:27.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evening.</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday, 16 october 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed my collection of korean movies.&lt;br /&gt;a bottle of white wine.&lt;br /&gt;n 3 white wine glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cold stream 2004.&lt;br /&gt;.savignon blanc.&lt;br /&gt;.australia.&lt;br /&gt;like i said. i'm no fan of australian wine.&lt;br /&gt;but this was in my storage.&lt;br /&gt;.n i disliked it being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then advanced down to wesley's.&lt;br /&gt;.sharon was there.&lt;br /&gt;we watched a romantic comedy show.&lt;br /&gt;.title: love's so divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112935837530235608</id><published>2005-10-15T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:58:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter cleaning.</title><content type='html'>i know i'm ahead by a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.but i just couldnt wait any longer.&lt;br /&gt;.i believe it has been three years + since i last cleaned my room.&lt;br /&gt;.infact, i think its even longer.&lt;br /&gt;.yea. i know its been that long. but i have my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;euh. when i mean "clean my room", i meant that i just cleaned the floor.&lt;br /&gt;.as for the books, cds, diskettes, papers, they are everywhere except being on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i didnt do the cleaning today, it was done a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;.n boy was it hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;.to make sure the cleaniness is maintained.i mopped up the floor today.&lt;br /&gt;.+ the other.&lt;br /&gt;.what are they?&lt;br /&gt;.look below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyweek, i have this huge to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;1 .wash my vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;2 .wash the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;3 .shower my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;4 .iron my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;5 .mop my room's floor.(just added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sigh.just the thought of it makes me queasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i dont like cleaning at night.&lt;br /&gt;.so everything has to be done when there's sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;.n i need loads of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.im consistent n disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112935837530235608?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112935837530235608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112935837530235608' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112935837530235608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112935837530235608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/10/winter-cleaning.html' title='winter cleaning.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112848626163202620</id><published>2005-10-05T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:49:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night out.</title><content type='html'>.date: tuesday 04, october, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went running in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;met up with wesley + sharon.&lt;br /&gt;n had dinner at chachacha™, mexican restaurant at holland v.&lt;br /&gt;.i had the chippo al potto.&lt;br /&gt;.not sure if i got the spelling right.&lt;br /&gt;.it's a dish served with crispy chicken breast together with a sidedish of vegetables n rice.&lt;br /&gt;.topped up with a sort of hot tomato paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we later headed down to karu sportscafe™, a small pub @ the railway mall.&lt;br /&gt;.i saw this lady drinking this cool pink shaved-ice drink.&lt;br /&gt;.my whole mind was like going.&lt;br /&gt;.get it.get it.get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we had a long night chat.&lt;br /&gt;.i particularly enjoyed it together with my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.strawberry magarita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112848626163202620?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112848626163202620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112848626163202620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112848626163202620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112848626163202620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/10/night-out.html' title='night out.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112848609060680930</id><published>2005-10-04T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T20:25:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird.just weird.</title><content type='html'>my best friend told me he was attached.&lt;br /&gt;.he was attached to one of my schoolmate that i've never kept incontact with, for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;..thats like meeting ur nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;.okay. that was an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might not be bizarre for you.but i was literally in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112848609060680930?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112805908408526139</id><published>2005-10-01T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T03:59:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories: stand by me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/wharzhee/mov01251a.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="212" src="http://www.geocities.com/wharzhee/mov01251a.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/wharzhee/mov01251a.html"&gt;Click to play Movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cast: best friends; yann + thibault.&lt;br /&gt;.song: stand by me - ben e. king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.euh.&lt;br /&gt;this was taken like around 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;it's one of the many videos that were stored in my sony vaio.&lt;br /&gt;it's really great to see them after so long.&lt;br /&gt;.sometimes.. i wonder why people ask why i love france so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video clip is actually very big.&lt;br /&gt;.but i got the clip converted for webstreaming.&lt;br /&gt;it will take quite sometime for it to load: but i believe u'll enjoy it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: please do not distribute any images/videos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112805908408526139?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112805908408526139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112805908408526139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;do i love it?&lt;br /&gt;will i regret it?&lt;br /&gt;.i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;.but hey! i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112801252443696909?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112801252443696909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112801252443696909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112801252443696909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112801252443696909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-spend-or-not-to-spend.html' title='to spend or not to spend.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112737644194084518</id><published>2005-09-22T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T10:32:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: the brothers grimm</title><content type='html'>.date: wednesday, 21 september 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay™, cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;.time: 1940.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fascinating show.&lt;br /&gt;i always love fantasy genre.&lt;br /&gt;it had a bit of each fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;a bit of..&lt;br /&gt;.jack n the beanstalk.&lt;br /&gt;.lit' red ridin hood.&lt;br /&gt;.gingerbread man.&lt;br /&gt;.jack n jill.&lt;br /&gt;.etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let ur imagination run wild when u watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112737644194084518?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112737644194084518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112737644194084518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112737644194084518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112737644194084518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/09/movie-brothers-grimm.html' title='movie: the brothers grimm'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112721159361523515</id><published>2005-09-17T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:19:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my elder bro isnt around again</title><content type='html'>i just sent my elder bro to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;he's going back to north carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112721159361523515?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112721159361523515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112721159361523515' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112721159361523515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112721159361523515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-elder-bro-isnt-around-again.html' title='my elder bro isnt around again'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112721054957811251</id><published>2005-09-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:33:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner at jack's .who the hell is he?.</title><content type='html'>.date: 14 september 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: jacks place™, causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell ya the truth..&lt;br /&gt;.even though i've been in singapore for like around 9.5years.&lt;br /&gt;..i've never been to jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was about to make history.&lt;br /&gt;.i stepped into one on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;.with my mum, n my two siblings.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i wasnt so fascinated with the whole idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.inside.i ordered myself the jack's special steak.&lt;br /&gt;can't recall what it's actually called..&lt;br /&gt;.it had asparagus, baked potatoe, mushroom, corn, broccoli, n lets not forget the steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/jack.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no comments. perhaps a *amended*/10 would be enough to share my views.&lt;br /&gt;.oh yea. ps. the waitress was such a nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been having a great week.&lt;br /&gt;.so that ends my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: 22/09/2005 1530hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've amended it to give it a 3.4/10.&lt;br /&gt;i changed it due to someone's opinon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.i didnt like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of giving it a 6.5 to make myself feel happy on that bad tempered day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but by right out fact:i thought it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;.their menu wasnt to my liking.i was like compulsed to get the special.&lt;br /&gt;.n the meat was rather raw n cold in the inside.when i asked for it to be done: medium.&lt;br /&gt;.there was like only one broccoli sprout.&lt;br /&gt;.with pieces of corn?! why not the whole cob?&lt;br /&gt;.the asparagus on the beef was like so lifeless..sheesh what did they do to it?beat the bloody thing to death?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. that's that. fine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112721054957811251?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112721054957811251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112627828649466410</id><published>2005-09-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:04:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.out of energy.</title><content type='html'>it's friday.&lt;br /&gt;.n im completely tired n restless.&lt;br /&gt;.i think ill be like this for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112627828649466410?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112627828649466410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112627828649466410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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1940.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;.comical.&lt;br /&gt;.funny.&lt;br /&gt;.enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something great to look forward to, after a long tiring.vexing.day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112627802381691696?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112627802381691696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112627802381691696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112627802381691696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112627802381691696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/09/movie-longest-yard.html' title='movie: the longest yard'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112565574740543729</id><published>2005-09-02T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:56:01.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream</title><content type='html'>it was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=removed=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ive been distracted the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;.ive been trying to recall it.&lt;br /&gt;.but i guess its not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112565574740543729?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112565574740543729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112565574740543729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112565574740543729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112565574740543729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-dream.html' title='my dream'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112549673968154863</id><published>2005-08-31T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:59:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: the perfect catch</title><content type='html'>.date: wednesday, 31 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay™, causewaypoint.&lt;br /&gt;.time: 1945.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/perfectcatch_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/perfectcatch_detail.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;.drew barrymore.&lt;br /&gt;.need i say more?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.lol.&lt;br /&gt;in otherwords, this show was good.&lt;br /&gt;.hilarious.entertaining.romantic.&lt;br /&gt;.i almost laughed thru'out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.if u watched the "50 first dates" n loved it.&lt;br /&gt;.u would absolutely love this.&lt;br /&gt;.u wont regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i enjoyed this show a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112549673968154863?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112549673968154863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112549673968154863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112549673968154863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112549673968154863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/movie-perfect-catch.html' title='movie: the perfect catch'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112533613514000467</id><published>2005-08-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:09:04.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: valiant</title><content type='html'>.date: monday, 29 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay™, causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;.time: 1950.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/valiant_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/valiant_detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.but the duration was short.&lt;br /&gt;would be better if it was slightly longer.&lt;br /&gt;.it was 2100 by the time i left the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i guess.&lt;br /&gt;by looking at the picture: u would have guessed what the story is about.&lt;br /&gt;so i wont go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;.but the duration was short.&lt;br /&gt;.it was 2100 by the time i left the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;.it would be better if it was slightly longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112533613514000467?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112523368161869982</id><published>2005-08-28T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:34:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sony vaio; fixed.</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 27 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have time during the weekdays to fix up my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;.so i did it today(saturday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.at the same time, i took some photos of her with my sony digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;.i just love sony technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/inside_without_bios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; alt: " height="139" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/inside_without_bios.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.this is her, without her bios battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/inside_with_bios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/inside_with_bios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.this is her, with her bios battery fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/sony_done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/sony_done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.voila! she works now.&lt;br /&gt;.what u see on the screen is just an alert message: that my battery pack will be depleted in like 2hrs. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and. here are my audience who accompanied me while i fixed my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/polka_spencer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/polka_spencer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.polka's on the right, n spencer's on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.both which i love dearly.&lt;br /&gt;.n not forgetting my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112523368161869982?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112523368161869982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112523368161869982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112523368161869982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112523368161869982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-sony-vaio-fixed.html' title='my sony vaio; fixed.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112489448545902087</id><published>2005-08-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:14:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: must love dogs</title><content type='html'>.date: wednesday, 24 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay™, causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/mustlovedogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/mustlovedogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught this show @ 1930.&lt;br /&gt;personally, i love dogs.&lt;br /&gt;but be forewarned: the whole show isnt entirely on dogs.&lt;br /&gt;.but on the idea that: dating is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show is a bit humurous at times.&lt;br /&gt;n in a way, the love narrated in the story seems somewhat realistic.&lt;br /&gt;.not over exggerated. nor understated.&lt;br /&gt;.n like her, Sarah Nolan played by Diane Lane, family enthusiastically reminds her: it's never a good idea to give up on love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's comical, romantic, n a dog-lover-must-watch show.&lt;br /&gt;.so if ya into all those three this week.&lt;br /&gt;.then why not catch the show?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112489448545902087?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112489448545902087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112489448545902087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112489448545902087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112489448545902087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/movie-must-love-dogs.html' title='movie: must love dogs'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112481207699170697</id><published>2005-08-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:44:01.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kidnapped at friends™</title><content type='html'>.date: monday, 22 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: friends™: the food &amp; wine people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benson gave me a call in the afternoon to come down to friends™,serangoon garden, for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;.he was having an event with his friends.wine maker,shan.n the wine importers.&lt;br /&gt;.to tell u the truth.i've never liked australian wine at all.&lt;br /&gt;.rather because they have been a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;.benson's continuous effort finally got the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had like a 5 course meal.&lt;br /&gt;.+lotsa discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the menu.&lt;br /&gt;1st starter.&lt;br /&gt;.stone oven baked tortillas with toppings.&lt;br /&gt;+ shantell - semillon 2004.&lt;br /&gt;2nd starter.&lt;br /&gt;.marinated prawn cocktail melon salad with basil balsamic dressing.&lt;br /&gt;.+ shantell - chardonnay 2002.&lt;br /&gt;1st main course.&lt;br /&gt;.fettuccini chicken aglio olio.&lt;br /&gt;.+shantell - carbernet sauvignon 2001.&lt;br /&gt;2nd main course.&lt;br /&gt;.lamb shank knuckles served with carbernet reduction.&lt;br /&gt;.+shantell - shiraz 2001.&lt;br /&gt;dessert.&lt;br /&gt;.chocolate fudge with macademia ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was delightful.wonderful.n definitely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;the wine pairing was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;.the food bought out the flavours of the wine.&lt;br /&gt;.it was absolutely flawless.&lt;br /&gt;food: 9.3/10&lt;br /&gt;service: 9/10&lt;br /&gt;ambience: 8.9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i never had something like this for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;.it,somehow,unlocked my lost memories.&lt;br /&gt;.that will be for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/shantell.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/shantell.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lemme intro the wine maker.&lt;br /&gt;.his name is shan.&lt;br /&gt;.n how did he come up with the name.shantell.?.&lt;br /&gt;.he told us he took his wife's initial: .te. n added .ll. to come up with .shantell.&lt;br /&gt;.the wine were sown in the yarra valley, victoria.&lt;br /&gt;.so yes. its an australian wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/avantfinewines.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/avantfinewines.gif" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; n lemme intro the wine importers.&lt;br /&gt;.they included a charming old-aged couple.+associates.&lt;br /&gt;.the company: avant fine wines pte ltd.&lt;br /&gt;.n they were lovely enough to sponsor the wines for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.i had a few glasses of water. stayed behind for an hr.&lt;br /&gt;.chatted.cleared my system.n drove back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.before leaving.benson kidnapped me to his cellar.n somewhat robbed me.&lt;br /&gt;.how.?.&lt;br /&gt;.he made me purchase a bottle of coldstream.savignon blanc.&lt;br /&gt;.inwhich he requested that i keep in his cellar.&lt;br /&gt;.hmm.i just realised that,that would mean i have to make another trip down to friends™.&lt;br /&gt;.well done,allen,see what u have gotten urself into.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.all in all.i had a lovely time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112481207699170697?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112481207699170697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112481207699170697' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112481207699170697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112481207699170697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/kidnapped-at-friends.html' title='kidnapped at friends™'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112481012145019708</id><published>2005-08-23T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:19:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts; im in love with france.</title><content type='html'>im in love with france.&lt;br /&gt;i love french.&lt;br /&gt;i love france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112481012145019708?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112481012145019708/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112473585520145104</id><published>2005-08-22T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:22:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sony vaio; the package has arrived.</title><content type='html'>i immediately fixed it into my sony vaio.&lt;br /&gt;.n left it to charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i'm now off for dinner at friends™.&lt;br /&gt;.before im late!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112473585520145104?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112473585520145104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112460266619692898</id><published>2005-08-21T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:53:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>granny's birthday</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 20 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my grand mother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure how old she is.&lt;br /&gt;.there were just 2 big candles on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;.but i guess really old.&lt;br /&gt;come to think it. im not even sure if today(saturday) is her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;.has to do with chinese calendar dates? or rather pushed forward?.&lt;br /&gt;.well i'll never understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my cousin's.&lt;br /&gt;.bbq.like always.&lt;br /&gt;.n i was the fire starter.like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.there's only 1 reason why i hate bbq.&lt;br /&gt;.its because magarine is used.&lt;br /&gt;.i always forget bringing down the olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;.n i always end up placing the portion of food, i want to eat, in aluminium foil. &lt;br /&gt;.folded 'em. n bbq 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake was out by 2130.&lt;br /&gt;it was a durian cake.well that wasnt the point.&lt;br /&gt;.the point was: i got to bring back home 1/4 of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after having arrived back.&lt;br /&gt;.i ransacked thru the left overs we bought back home.&lt;br /&gt;.i found that whole one quarter.&lt;br /&gt;.n started on it silently before anyone knew it goes missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.boy. do i feel fat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112460266619692898?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112460266619692898/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112434328820329645</id><published>2005-08-18T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T13:00:16.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.tiring.</title><content type='html'>i'm exhausted. n its not even the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;how am i ever going to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i wonder where my sony vaio spare part package could be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112434328820329645?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112434328820329645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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frank.</title><content type='html'>i got up around 1035.&lt;br /&gt;.i checked my handphone.n had rx'ed an sms from frank.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks 4 Ur host 4 the pass weeks it's really nice to see U again"&lt;br /&gt;it seems like only yesterday, when we had finally met up after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;.n now, i cant believe he's gone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like chatting on the phone yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;.i wouldnt be able to see him off.thats why.&lt;br /&gt;n he concluded the call with a "see u again there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i tried.but it looks like..&lt;br /&gt;.when im down: in france, at the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;.i'd have to make a trip down to u.k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n frank.ill totally miss ya.&lt;br /&gt;it just wouldnt be the same without u (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112417460895413583?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112417460895413583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112417460895413583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112417460895413583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112417460895413583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/till-we-meet-again-frank.html' title='till we meet again, frank.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112395791578970088</id><published>2005-08-14T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:23:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when saying no is impossible.</title><content type='html'>.date: saturday, 13 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was literally dragged out.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt say no to frank, could i?&lt;br /&gt;.he'll be leaving this tuesday.so there's no saying no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/olio_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/olio_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally met up with them @1715.&lt;br /&gt;.we had dinner at olio™,suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as an appetitiser, they served us some slices of baguette n butter.&lt;br /&gt;.i refused the butter.n used olive oil instead.&lt;br /&gt;the preferred way i love eatin 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the seafood pasta merinara...&lt;br /&gt;i think thats the spelling, unless im wrong..&lt;br /&gt;it was good.&lt;br /&gt;.however the pasta seemed rather sticky.&lt;br /&gt;.the strands of each pasta were stuck to each other.&lt;br /&gt;.i guessed they forgot the salt.&lt;br /&gt;n we got ourself a jug of cranberry juice.&lt;br /&gt;.the service was rather slow.&lt;br /&gt;.a pretty waitress served us though. deserves some + points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: 6.7/10.&lt;br /&gt;service: 5/10 + 1.5(waitress).&lt;br /&gt;ambience: 7/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we asked for the bill.&lt;br /&gt;.i was just too slow to react.&lt;br /&gt;.n also cause the waitress came with the bill at the opposite side of the table.&lt;br /&gt;so it was on him.&lt;br /&gt;.shucks.&lt;br /&gt;.stop it! frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around the city before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;i offered a ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;i rx'ed a call from my friend, benson.&lt;br /&gt;he's been continuously giving me invitation to his restaurant, friends™, serangoon garden.&lt;br /&gt;.could i say no?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/friends_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/friends_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u could have guessed it.i decided to look him up.&lt;br /&gt;he made sure he invited me to see his cellar.&lt;br /&gt;.n see his wide range of white.red.wine.&lt;br /&gt;he offered me a bottle.which i declined profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i did what i should.&lt;br /&gt;.i paid myself for a glass of white wine.&lt;br /&gt;.yes. just a glass. cause im a responsible driver :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was my evening.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed spending my time with frank.&lt;br /&gt;.n. frank. i will miss u dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112395791578970088?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112395791578970088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112395791578970088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112395791578970088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112395791578970088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-saying-no-is-impossible.html' title='when saying no is impossible.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112381769504634513</id><published>2005-08-13T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:16:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sony vaio; dead cmos battery.</title><content type='html'>i've been emailing the sony spare parts™.&lt;br /&gt;.its with regards to the battery for the bios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how my sony vaio C1 picturebook ended up being dead.is a long history.&lt;br /&gt;.n i've diagnosed it.&lt;br /&gt;.n concluded it with a dead cmos battery.&lt;br /&gt;.here is how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/vaiocmos4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand" height="77" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/vaiocmos4.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part nº: 1-756-038-21&lt;br /&gt;description: BATTERY, NICKEL HYDROGEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to the emailing.&lt;br /&gt;.im not going to point fingers.&lt;br /&gt;i asked if it was possible to purchase a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;n i received the quotes of the external battery pack.&lt;br /&gt;.sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;.well when i finally cleared the doubt. i received this today:&lt;br /&gt;" We are sorry to inform you that the internal battery is not for sale.&lt;br /&gt;For replacement, the Notebook has to be send to our Sony Service Centre. "&lt;br /&gt;.i was like totally put off by the answer.&lt;br /&gt;not only was i unable to get a replacement. i also had to bear with this person's broken english language.&lt;br /&gt;does this person know what past or past participle is? .send.sent.&lt;br /&gt;lets stop here. im not gonna pick on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update:&lt;br /&gt;@1000: i just purchased the cmos battery from a us vendor.&lt;br /&gt;now i've got to wait for the shipment.&lt;br /&gt;boy! does my stripped notebook looks sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i've got a cunning notebook.&lt;br /&gt;witty.crafty.shrewd. the way how i love my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention: its a real beauty.&lt;br /&gt;it's sleek.compact.small.&lt;br /&gt;n unplugged, it can last me a whole 20hours.&lt;br /&gt;now beat that.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its generation has been phased out, 2yrs ago, i believe.&lt;br /&gt;n has been with me for quite a longtime.&lt;br /&gt;.i just couldnt let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATTERY, NICKEL HYDROGEN: US$19 + shipping US$18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112381769504634513?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112381769504634513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112381769504634513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112381769504634513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112381769504634513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-sony-vaio-dead-cmos-battery.html' title='my sony vaio; dead cmos battery.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112377854063557534</id><published>2005-08-11T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:13:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie: bewitched</title><content type='html'>.date: wednesday, 10 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.movie: betwitched.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay cineleisure™.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/moviebewitched.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/320/moviebewitched.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: a boring show.&lt;br /&gt;.why?.&lt;br /&gt;.because the plot is like so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;.n its like: totally not funny.&lt;br /&gt;the audience were laughing, or rather i'd say, they were forcing themselves to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;cause its by outright: not humourous! not hilarious! not amusing! not comical! not anything at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i mean, its like how can it not?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell u a bit abt the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;its abt some producers who were gonna do a remake of bewitched, the series.&lt;br /&gt;n guess who they got for their as female lead?&lt;br /&gt;.isabel, a lady whom no-one knew was a witch.&lt;br /&gt;n guess who isabel likes/have a feeling for? (hint: watch bewitched, the series)&lt;br /&gt;.jack, the guy who played the male lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n uh.yea. did i mention that isabel is a witch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.they cracked up a few nonsensical joke, made themselves look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;he found out she's a witch.(like in the bewitched series)&lt;br /&gt;they both fell out.&lt;br /&gt;they later then both fell for each other.&lt;br /&gt;n they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in short, bewitched: is abt two persons, who played in the role of betwitched, the series, n eventually be destined to become just that: bewitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusing uh?.&lt;br /&gt;just dont watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie: S$20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112377854063557534?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112377461636139319</id><published>2005-08-09T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:06:52.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day eve</title><content type='html'>.date: monday, 8 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept thru the whole evening after work.&lt;br /&gt;.i was hoping to catch the fireworks @midnight @ the city.&lt;br /&gt;.but i just felt too fatigue to even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just so happened, xiaohui came online.&lt;br /&gt;.i asked her if she was up to the idea of going out to the city till 00:30.&lt;br /&gt;.she was game.&lt;br /&gt;.so by 23:05 i dashed n drove out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the city was jammed packed.&lt;br /&gt;@23:59:59 i was caught at the road between marina square™ n millenia walk™.&lt;br /&gt;the view of the fireworks was somewhat alright, but a bit obstructed by the trees n buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.personally, in my view, the fireworks werent as impressive.&lt;br /&gt;.i've viewed better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.grabbed our snapple drinks at 7-11™, marina square.&lt;br /&gt;.n advanced to mcdonalds™,westcoast, before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112377461636139319?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112377461636139319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112377461636139319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112377461636139319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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know. im biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.after dinner.we were contemplatin on whether we should run or cycle in the late evening.&lt;br /&gt;well if we were to add wesley, a lazy fella into the equation.&lt;br /&gt;the solution is easy: .cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.so cycling it was.&lt;br /&gt;we departed woodlands @ around 2300.&lt;br /&gt;n arrived selegie @2430. n we each both had a soya bean drink n beancurd @ rochor beancurd™,selegie.&lt;br /&gt;we later continued to cycle to orchard cineleisure™.&lt;br /&gt;.rested there.&lt;br /&gt;.had a subway sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;.n caught a 0300 show: the wedding crasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the show ended @0500.&lt;br /&gt;we cycled back n arrived in woodlands @ 0630&lt;br /&gt;.had breakfast @ mcdonalds™,admiralty place, which is just beside admiralty mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i got myself the big breakfast!! i never knew it could taste good after suffering so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.everything is fine now.&lt;br /&gt;.except that im suffering from the side-effects of cycling: a sore buttock.&lt;br /&gt;.n whats more?&lt;br /&gt;.i was told to report to work at 1400. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112377709752625378?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112377709752625378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112377709752625378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112377709752625378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112377709752625378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/08/dining-cycling-cycling.html' title='dining + cycling.. cycling?!'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112351281730087745</id><published>2005-08-06T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T12:56:55.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 going on 23.</title><content type='html'>.date: friday, 5 august 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 events to embrace the beginning of my 23rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. late lunch @1500 @ sakae sushi™,junction8 with joshua teo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i travelled by public, the train: mrt.&lt;br /&gt;it was a totally awful experience.&lt;br /&gt;.seated on my left. was an indian hairy-armed guy reading the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;.and everytime he moved,i.e. flipped the page, his hairy arm would rub across mine.&lt;br /&gt;this is just one of the many reasons why i just detest going public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. dinner @ 1930 with my mum n l'tle bro at le p'tit breton™, upper thomson road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of taking public back home made me sick.&lt;br /&gt;so i reserved a table at le p'tit breton™.&lt;br /&gt;n asked my mum to fetch me at junction8.incentive uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. fetch my elder bro from the airport @ 2350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my elder bro is finally back from north carolina, us.&lt;br /&gt;.n with him comes gamecube games + dvd movies!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mario party 6™ + microphone&lt;br /&gt;sonic heroes™&lt;br /&gt;pokemon channel™&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to blog now!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-12468024.post-112316932802280698</id><published>2005-08-05T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:28:48.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd birthday.</title><content type='html'>my birthday will be in 1 minutes time.&lt;br /&gt;i hope all my wishes will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112316932802280698?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112316932802280698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112316932802280698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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around upper thomson road.&lt;br /&gt;le pet't breton is a crêperie.&lt;br /&gt;.crêpe is the french terminology of pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;.une crêperie is the place where u'd be able to get crêpe.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i think there's just two in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the forestière with egg.&lt;br /&gt;.n for dessert, i had the apple &amp; caramel.&lt;br /&gt;.actually, i just wanted the apple.cause it was the healthiest dessert amongst the rest on the list.&lt;br /&gt;.but nooooo!. the lady of the house had to suggest that i get the speciality: apple &amp; caramel.&lt;br /&gt;.n we got ourself a bottle of cider apple, to compliment the lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.in the evening around 2130. we met up again.&lt;br /&gt;we advanced to wala wala™,holland v.&lt;br /&gt;i was interested in watching the performance on the upper floor.&lt;br /&gt;.it was over crowded.n the performance was not to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;.so we went downstairs.got a table.n had a pepperoni pizza.&lt;br /&gt;.+ somehow a jug of beer was included.cos frank couldnt resist to say no to the beautiful waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we later headed to the coffee club™,holland v.&lt;br /&gt;.i had a cup of iced tea.and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112275383642111570?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112275383642111570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112275383642111570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112275383642111570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party was held at my cousin's.the function room,downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;.they've gotten macdonalds for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;it was entertaining to watch the macdonald team hosting the kid games.&lt;br /&gt;.even more so, for the chicken dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was pretty much my evening.&lt;br /&gt;other than the few glasses of red wine.&lt;br /&gt;.mum drove back.i turned in early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112269294186794041?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112269294186794041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112269294186794041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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on a tractor course for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;.n today (thursday) is my tractor exam.i think i passed.&lt;br /&gt;.why?.cause when i departed from the tractor, my examiner didnt say a word.&lt;br /&gt;.now.i've got to wait for 2 weeks to get my tractor licence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 1900. i had dinner,with xiaohui, @ fins™,marina square.&lt;br /&gt;.xiaohui's a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;.when i need someone to accompany me.i can always count on her.&lt;br /&gt;.of course.it does require some extra work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both had the seafood bucattini with a bowl of clam chowder.&lt;br /&gt;seafood bucattini: pasta with like 2 prawns, a few calamari, 2 oysters.and tomato sauce all over.&lt;br /&gt;.the menu wrote the pasta had a hole in it. but i couldnt find it.&lt;br /&gt;.the chowder was good.xcept that i dont really like celery.n they had it in 'em.&lt;br /&gt;.the seafood was fresh.but i think i had an oyster missing!.&lt;br /&gt;.n the sauce was good.&lt;br /&gt;.overall.not including the glitches.i give it a 6.5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.in the evening.we headed down to balaclava™, suntec.&lt;br /&gt;i headed there cause eic was playing there.&lt;br /&gt;.we had a few drinks.n chatted the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left early.proceeded to 7-11™,marina square.&lt;br /&gt;.n got ourself snapples to drink.&lt;br /&gt;.i got myself the strawberry n kiwi snapples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we later headed back home.i gave her a lift home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i finally got my small beautiful vaio notebook back after 2yrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112257431141658868?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112257431141658868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>movie: the island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/1600/movietheisland1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/319/200/movietheisland1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.date: monday, 27 july 2005.&lt;br /&gt;.venue: cathay™, causewaypoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this show is good.&lt;br /&gt;.recommended - by me!.&lt;br /&gt;its packed with action, deceit, love, n science.&lt;br /&gt;.n if u wanna do something this weekend.this should be the one in ur list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught the show @2100.together with my mum, n l'tle bro.&lt;br /&gt;n not forgetting: a 180grams packet of camel™ salted cashew nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, i headed to shell.&lt;br /&gt;.filled her up.n headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shell came up with this gimmick; whereby they displayed the fuel prices (after discount) on a signboard.&lt;br /&gt;.they have finally done something sensible, amongst the rest.&lt;br /&gt;.like the french.(n if im not wrong,perhaps the whole E.U. as well)&lt;br /&gt;.i commemorate that. well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie: $20.00&lt;br /&gt;petrol: $62.78&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112230825526763396?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112230825526763396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112230825526763396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112230825526763396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112230825526763396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/07/movie-island.html' title='movie: the island'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12468024.post-112223552081115876</id><published>2005-07-25T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T12:18:10.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musical performance.</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday, 24 july 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sunday's itinery was rather musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with kelvin @1645, my bmt(basic military training) buddy.&lt;br /&gt;i allowed him to drive down my vehicle to andrew's, my bmt buddy as well.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to see his new appartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrew's appartment is on the 33rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;.it has an eye opening view from the living room.&lt;br /&gt;.that spans from the bukit timah hill to the city centre.&lt;br /&gt;u could just look at the scenery for the whole day, n u'll never be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner, n headed to the hark music cafe™,selegie.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt into coffee. so i didnt order.&lt;br /&gt;.we were there to support one of my friend's friend.&lt;br /&gt;so that would make it: my friend's friend's friend.&lt;br /&gt;.every single song was sung in chinese.i didnt understand a thing.&lt;br /&gt;.i didnt enjoy it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ around 2110 we decided to depart.&lt;br /&gt;we proceeded to wala wala™, holland v.&lt;br /&gt;i had my kir royal drink.n we spent the rest of the evening there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the singers/guitarist were good.impressive.n enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guest singer, a charming lady, her voice was mesmerising.&lt;br /&gt;.however, she only sang like 3 songs.&lt;br /&gt;.i wouldnt mind hearing her sing all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.even now.i can hear her singing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kir royal: $20.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112223552081115876?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112223552081115876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112223552081115876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112223552081115876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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on axn.&lt;br /&gt;but he kept going n going. so i gave in.&lt;br /&gt;i dragged myself out.&lt;br /&gt;.i showered. n drove down to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had trouble with finding carpark.&lt;br /&gt;i had warned him about that.n finally met up with him @ 1600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to get ourself coffee @ coffee club™,taka.&lt;br /&gt;i was like telling him, that i've become more health conscious.&lt;br /&gt;.i got myself a mocha java coffee.&lt;br /&gt;.he got himself an aged java coffee n cheese cake, n for me a mud pie cake: telling me it came with my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;.i could just give him a piece of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.in the evening.we had dinner @ din tai fang™, paragon.&lt;br /&gt;all recommended from my dear friend, frank.&lt;br /&gt;.i had the noodles with chicken soup.&lt;br /&gt;.he had the noodles with beef soup.&lt;br /&gt;.n together we had dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was superb.&lt;br /&gt;the dumplings were amazing delicious.&lt;br /&gt;.i've never seen such dumplings before.they looked like small water sacs.&lt;br /&gt;the queue was fast.the huge crowd was welcomed with number tags.&lt;br /&gt;the service was fast.our food were piling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: 8.9/10&lt;br /&gt;service: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;ambience: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.later in the evening.we landed ourself @ the coffee bean n tea leaves™,paragon.&lt;br /&gt;we both had a cup of frappucino each.chatting and comparing girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to leave.i offered to drive him back.&lt;br /&gt;.in return.he offered me his port wine at his place.&lt;br /&gt;.of course.i could not refuse that.&lt;br /&gt;he opened a 10yr old port wine from portugal that he got back from u.k.&lt;br /&gt;i have not drank for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;the drink was good.&lt;br /&gt;.strong n fruity delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted n drank beside the pool.&lt;br /&gt;.i dared not continued after 3 glasses cause i'd be driving back.&lt;br /&gt;.we continued till the wee hours, before my system was clear of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;.n for once.it was great having met my friend after quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;we chatted all day from everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;.i wouldnt mind another day of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he paid for the afternoon's coffee and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i made sure i paid for the evening's frap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before he leaves for u.k.&lt;br /&gt;.i'll make sure i'll treat him to something even better (french, anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frappucinos: $12.80&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112223370625223064?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112223370625223064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112223370625223064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112223370625223064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112223370625223064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/07/catching-up-with-frank_24.html' title='catching up with frank'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112222958613527353</id><published>2005-07-23T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:28:14.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a pleasant suprise; frank is back.</title><content type='html'>.uh. who is frank?&lt;br /&gt;.he's a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;.he resides in southampton, u.k.&lt;br /&gt;.but right now he's back in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with him online.&lt;br /&gt;n it just so happened that i popped the question about his location.&lt;br /&gt;.i asked that question because i was wondering if whether i wanted to make a trip down to u.k. when ill be in france end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.uh.back to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a spontaneous "i'm currently in sg"&lt;br /&gt;and i was like "?!?!?!!," in otherwords, i was so suprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm estastic that he's back even though he's be here for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome back, frank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112222958613527353?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112222958613527353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112222958613527353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112222958613527353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112222958613527353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/07/pleasant-suprise-frank-is-back.html' title='a pleasant suprise; frank is back.'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112223112377341614</id><published>2005-07-18T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:19:05.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>.date: sunday,17 july 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u ever know that walking is a great form of exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i decided to spend my sunday: doing myself some good;&lt;br /&gt;.a big walk around orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whilst walkin;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help notice the 50% discount deals @ U2™,taka.&lt;br /&gt;n i got myself a jean.&lt;br /&gt;to top it up;&lt;br /&gt;.i got myself a green-checkered shirt from the columbia™ sportswear,wisma attria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the evening followed, i met up with ahkar and wesley.&lt;br /&gt;we dined at pasta cafe™, taka.&lt;br /&gt;.the dinner was on me.&lt;br /&gt;.i had a huge plate of slipper lobster pasta.&lt;br /&gt;.i wont say it was appetising.&lt;br /&gt;.4.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to the rochor bean curd™,selegie.&lt;br /&gt;i love their soya beancurd n drink.&lt;br /&gt;i had a hot bowl of soya beancurd, and a cold cup of soya bean juice.&lt;br /&gt;.the beancurd is smooth.&lt;br /&gt;.n the drink is just soothin.&lt;br /&gt;.the sweet syrup they used is just right.not too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;.8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a satisfying day.&lt;br /&gt;it would have been worse if it wasnt for the soya bean.&lt;br /&gt;cheers to the bean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeans: $29.50&lt;br /&gt;shirt: $36.20&lt;br /&gt;dinner: $61.90&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112223112377341614?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112223112377341614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112223112377341614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112223112377341614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112223112377341614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/07/shopping.html' title='shopping!'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-112222832911539547</id><published>2005-07-15T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T10:59:19.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging? why?</title><content type='html'>i've got this theory that people blog (log their life) cause they want their friends and the world to know:&lt;br /&gt;a part of their life; their love life, their emotions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;like..an open concept diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way, it's like.&lt;br /&gt;.lemme give u an anology.&lt;br /&gt;there's this guy, a girl likes. so she writes everything about him in her diary.&lt;br /&gt;.inorder to make herself heard;&lt;br /&gt;she places the book, opened, in her half opened drawer in her room.&lt;br /&gt;she invites this guy to her room, in hopes that the guy would take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny thats its true to me.&lt;br /&gt;i, too, would like the people around me to know me a little better.&lt;br /&gt;lets just say more than better. *grinz* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ remember the passed events that i want to keep forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-112222832911539547?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/112222832911539547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=112222832911539547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/112222832911539547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-111458196741644146?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/111458196741644146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=111458196741644146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/111458196741644146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/111458196741644146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2005/04/lalphabetm.html' title='l&apos;alphabet(m)'/><author><name>Allen PECK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17920020921885348037</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-12468024.post-8424507805946849782</id><published>2004-01-01T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:01:22.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moi</title><content type='html'>name: Allen PECK&lt;br /&gt;alias: wharzhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves: chocolate, liquor, france.&lt;br /&gt;1. i love surprises.&lt;br /&gt;2. i love art &amp; technology.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love loving my friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. i love to bathe in a warm hot tub for hours.&lt;br /&gt;5. i love ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others:&lt;br /&gt;1. i only converse in english.&lt;br /&gt;2. my opinated answer would most likely be "alright."&lt;br /&gt;3. in france, my favourite radio station is nrj.&lt;br /&gt;4. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last updated: 14 juillet 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12468024-8424507805946849782?l=wharzhee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/feeds/8424507805946849782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12468024&amp;postID=8424507805946849782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8424507805946849782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12468024/posts/default/8424507805946849782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wharzhee.blogspot.com/2004/01/moi.html' title='moi'/><author><name>Allen 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