<?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-1766001123556411975</id><updated>2011-07-29T06:52:39.189+08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Work Related'/><category term='Vengeful spirit'/><title type='text'>A Post It A Day</title><subtitle type='html'>A Pictorial Account of My Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-8905750615659046582</id><published>2010-03-06T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:01:55.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Related'/><title type='text'>Some people can only be colleagues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some people can only be colleagues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445364233546753154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/S5HR620r5II/AAAAAAAAAEo/HJ833K1ul8c/s400/sadness05-03-2010.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I approached a colleague regarding some sharing regarding the work in which we were partnered. I wanted to talk to her regarding the project.  My main concern is that the results obtained by some clients are not up to par and I am sadden by the fact. I was yelled at because in her mind, she performed not as well as me (thought it is untrue) . All i am sadden is that the performance is not as good, all she is concerned is how hers is worse than me (supposedly). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The issue is that we cannot share feelings despite being on the same project sharing the same clients, she draws this very obvious line btw hers n mine. Worse is that it onlys happens with me. I now am know for sure that we cannot be friends, we can only be "friend-ish" on the surface n she dislikes me :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-8905750615659046582?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/8905750615659046582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=8905750615659046582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8905750615659046582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8905750615659046582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-people-can-only-be-colleagues.html' title='Some people can only be colleagues....'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/S5HR620r5II/AAAAAAAAAEo/HJ833K1ul8c/s72-c/sadness05-03-2010.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-7812603748918014080</id><published>2010-03-01T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:13:37.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vengeful spirit'/><title type='text'>Is it time to leave my burrow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it time to leave my burrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/S4u9COQYhbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DfHDxCAT6sU/s1600-h/frustration02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443652420491576754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/S4u9COQYhbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DfHDxCAT6sU/s400/frustration02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many things that are weighing heavily on the mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A new addition in my life also made things very hard and it made me want to leave my current burrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should I really leave my burrow or take things easy to just pass the years in this stinky burrow of mine?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-7812603748918014080?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/7812603748918014080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=7812603748918014080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7812603748918014080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7812603748918014080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-time-to-leave-my-burrow.html' title='Is it time to leave my burrow?'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/S4u9COQYhbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DfHDxCAT6sU/s72-c/frustration02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-1950071470935176053</id><published>2009-11-22T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:45:59.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>It is that time of the year again =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It is my first winter holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SwkxLrUyZrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0kYbNtZXXcc/s1600/20091122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SwkxLrUyZrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0kYbNtZXXcc/s400/20091122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406906904313226930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am usually worried about going to countries with winters because I cannot take cold temperatures well. Due to work this time round, I will have to try my best to withstand the cold and perform my duties. Beneath my worries, I am actually very excited and doing a downcount to the date. The preparation work is already a large part of the fun, I did research on whr to go on my R&amp;amp;R days. Now i cannot wait to go. USA here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-1950071470935176053?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/1950071470935176053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=1950071470935176053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1950071470935176053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1950071470935176053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='It is that time of the year again =)'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SwkxLrUyZrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0kYbNtZXXcc/s72-c/20091122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-5784436918575994606</id><published>2009-07-14T08:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T08:54:15.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my Fairy God Child?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where is my Fairy God Child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Why did I fall sick? cos my fairy god child was away sneaking strawberries while she should be taking care of my welfare. It is great to blame someone instead of me for getting sick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358112147938150754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SlvWnCyPCWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U-ipl8vlDYk/s400/2009-07-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;From all the fairy tales that I was fed since young, I always imagined that there will be fairies, elves and pixies alive. As I grow up, I realise that they are not alive or around us (or maybe they are juz in hiding :P). Then I was influenced by anime such as my fair goddess and really hoped that I had some too. My take on the fairy/mini goddess. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-5784436918575994606?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/5784436918575994606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=5784436918575994606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5784436918575994606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5784436918575994606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-is-my-fairy-god-child.html' title='Where is my Fairy God Child?'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SlvWnCyPCWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U-ipl8vlDYk/s72-c/2009-07-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-8373043128592470358</id><published>2009-01-08T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:57:36.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A feeling of great "sianzness" also known as "emo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A feeling of great "sianzness" also known as "emo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling rather down at the moment, there are alot of things weighing on my mind. The sad thing is that it is not only external stresses but there are some from my internal state of mind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this moment I simply has no mind to do work or even try to be happy. Others had been through worse than me and more. They took the stress in their stride n made the best happen. I wish i can be like that too. I must not be a failure. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took a breather just now at cafe cartel to draw. Initially I wanted to bring out mian yang mei to console me.. but i do not know why.. when i put my mind to drawing. a bucked tooth rabbit wanted to be drawn n here it is. Maybe it is a sign that the rabbit has to be out when I am sad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There goes: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288952268224884802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SWYiEN2KcEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2ClfWzGbADY/s320/2009-01-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-8373043128592470358?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/8373043128592470358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=8373043128592470358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8373043128592470358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8373043128592470358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-of-great-sianzness-also-known.html' title='A feeling of great &quot;sianzness&quot; also known as &quot;emo&quot;'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SWYiEN2KcEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2ClfWzGbADY/s72-c/2009-01-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-8494057594624920707</id><published>2009-01-08T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:35:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; I am back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not really in a mood to blog so much as there is alot weighing on my mind. So this is a summary of my return n my "spoils of war" from the Xue Ping!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288946521220523202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SWYc1sljJMI/AAAAAAAAADw/5DdrrcsZQGE/s400/2009-01-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We spent so much that we had to go back to the hotel to check how much we had left when we realised that one in our number had only 200 NT left. But needless to say we had visa.. n we had a money changer in the hotel so crisis averted :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-8494057594624920707?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/8494057594624920707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=8494057594624920707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8494057594624920707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8494057594624920707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SWYc1sljJMI/AAAAAAAAADw/5DdrrcsZQGE/s72-c/2009-01-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-94074506939743060</id><published>2008-12-15T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:15:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I had been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is what I had been up to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busy with work commitments, last minute fire fighting, enjoying meself and of cos preparing for my trip. I have sorta drawn up a list to help me pack in case I missed out anything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035483455028642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 491px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SUZ0TCDLfaI/AAAAAAAAADg/YDOB95ayc6M/s400/2008-12-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mian Yang supporters, The ram will be back on the 26th n give her a break till till then ya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take care ppl, i hope i will be inspired to draw more, i am already inspired by a swimming cap vs shower cap story. n thr is also the past lives of mian yang part 2 coming up :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-94074506939743060?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/94074506939743060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=94074506939743060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/94074506939743060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/94074506939743060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-what-i-had-been-up-to.html' title='This is what I had been up to'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SUZ0TCDLfaI/AAAAAAAAADg/YDOB95ayc6M/s72-c/2008-12-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-1327672183433183344</id><published>2008-12-10T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:31:56.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Lives of the Mian Yang (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Past Lives of the Mian Yang (Part 1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the evolution of Mian Yang into the current form that she is assuming now ( a fat vengeful looking person wearing a ram's skin), she used to have a few past lives in which she took on various forms that suits her best at that point of life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I am going to resurrect two or three of them to introduce them as mian yang will not be where she is now without her past lives. First up will be Past Life No.1 from my JC era. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introducing Past Life No. 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278183345240727794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST_fyZh04PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qJ-GnNCMy6s/s320/2008-12-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-1327672183433183344?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/1327672183433183344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=1327672183433183344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1327672183433183344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1327672183433183344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/past-lives-of-mian-yang-part-1.html' title='The Past Lives of the Mian Yang (Part 1)'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST_fyZh04PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qJ-GnNCMy6s/s72-c/2008-12-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-5156499258762994480</id><published>2008-12-09T23:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:07:41.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A Nice Surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had been searching for a good sketch book so that xiao mian yang can be drawn on a decent sketchbook instead of post its or random pieces of paper. I had some problems with the sketch books as the decent ones are priced exorbitantly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST6QUHvzP2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rQXtfyOQPug/s1600-h/2008-12-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277814488676122466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST6QUHvzP2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rQXtfyOQPug/s320/2008-12-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, one of my good friends gave me a sketch book out of the blue :) and it is the kind that I wanted. It's really a pleasant surprise :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus I will try to sketch out my friend, be warned, I am not good at drawing human since my JC days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You ... You know who you are *winkz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-5156499258762994480?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/5156499258762994480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=5156499258762994480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5156499258762994480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5156499258762994480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/surprise.html' title='A Surprise'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST6QUHvzP2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rQXtfyOQPug/s72-c/2008-12-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-7436440365771091463</id><published>2008-12-09T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:40:30.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had the chance to collaborate on a drawing today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I had the chance to collaborate on a drawing today&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I was invited to a friend's birthday celebration and we proceeded to a cafe for small talk after the celebrations. On the spur of the moment, I passed a paper and a piece of paper to the small artist and we started drawing together. I hope that one day in the future, I can be doing the same thing with my own daughter :) Meanwhile, I will cont to draw with the little artist. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277459776392743122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST1NtJhNSNI/AAAAAAAAACg/ep1HDMDB3eY/s320/File0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. Thanks little artist for the chocolate pack, it is the first xmas goodies i was given this year.. *winkz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-7436440365771091463?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/7436440365771091463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=7436440365771091463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7436440365771091463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7436440365771091463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-chance-to-collaborate-on-drawing.html' title='I had the chance to collaborate on a drawing today'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/ST1NtJhNSNI/AAAAAAAAACg/ep1HDMDB3eY/s72-c/File0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-2959746345216020465</id><published>2008-12-03T23:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:24:53.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual "Bootlickers" in meetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Usual "Bootlickers" in meetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I had the luck to be in the long meetings without decent food (or without food at all) for the past few days so I had more time to doodle and to form impressions while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; was busy brainwashing us sheep on the NEW changes to come for a long long time till almost all zoned out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then speaker after speaker came on one by one and purposefully started their talks with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"like what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; said",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"as mentioned by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the management"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"I agreed with what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the management&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;said"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or give statements justifying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all look like this to me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/STakDjl29qI/AAAAAAAAACY/izxmmGIbwYM/s1600-h/031208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275584394511709858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/STakDjl29qI/AAAAAAAAACY/izxmmGIbwYM/s320/031208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;BOOTLICKERS AHHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;马屁精！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-2959746345216020465?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/2959746345216020465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=2959746345216020465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/2959746345216020465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/2959746345216020465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/usual-ma-pi-jing-in-meetings.html' title='The Usual &quot;Bootlickers&quot; in meetings'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/STakDjl29qI/AAAAAAAAACY/izxmmGIbwYM/s72-c/031208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-3146081923049954937</id><published>2008-12-02T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:44:52.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the most important thing in a boring meeting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What is the most important thing in a boring meeting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I juz attended some meetings in which the meetings main foci is on indoctrination on NEW ideas, rebutts and justification on the actions taken by management. Worse still, the managment shouts through the mic when issues are raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the only thing to look forward to is the free tea break provided. But... guess what happened? ......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275217765238655138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/STVWm7HhSKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nPrziLk2oF4/s320/021208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think I cant really think cos of the lack of food.. alot of ppl was miffed by the food or rather the lack of food. According to the Maslow Hierachy of needs, our basic need is not satisfied. How to fufil the other levels of thinking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Here management, ONE Up to you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;FEED your staff well if your meetings are CRAP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;COS we can tell WHAT YOU TRYNG TO SELL.. n if we dont care A HOOT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;make sure you serve good food so we will GO to YOUR SENSELESS meetings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-3146081923049954937?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/3146081923049954937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=3146081923049954937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/3146081923049954937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/3146081923049954937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-is-most-important-thing-in-boring.html' title='What is the most important thing in a boring meeting?'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/STVWm7HhSKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nPrziLk2oF4/s72-c/021208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-437353416621589708</id><published>2008-10-31T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:48:16.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mr Significant</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SQsLuKsDZiI/AAAAAAAAACI/YHxagwKp5Ow/s1600-h/311008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263313477283571234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SQsLuKsDZiI/AAAAAAAAACI/YHxagwKp5Ow/s320/311008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wishing you many happy returns of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-437353416621589708?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/437353416621589708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=437353416621589708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/437353416621589708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/437353416621589708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-mr-significant.html' title='For Mr Significant'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SQsLuKsDZiI/AAAAAAAAACI/YHxagwKp5Ow/s72-c/311008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-5043227153310827397</id><published>2008-10-23T05:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:29:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Demise of my MP3 Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The premature demise of THE mp3 player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260093256809608786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SP-a8qmQdlI/AAAAAAAAACA/qJnNP59sZx8/s320/for+221008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barely one week after posting that entry about how happy I am to got a mp3 player. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-addition-to-family.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The new addition simply died. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I will never go for this brand of player again. According to my friends' experience, their products spoil easily. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I will have to bring my mp3 player to be recarnated one of these days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-5043227153310827397?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/5043227153310827397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=5043227153310827397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5043227153310827397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/5043227153310827397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/demise-of-my-mp3-player.html' title='The Demise of my MP3 Player'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SP-a8qmQdlI/AAAAAAAAACA/qJnNP59sZx8/s72-c/for+221008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-6425604265791143483</id><published>2008-10-21T04:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:06:27.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paging for knight in armor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Where is the knight in armor when u are looking for one.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*paging for available knight to rescue "not-so-young,not-so-pretty &amp;amp; not so slim" damsel in distress*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;applicants must complete work for the damsel &amp;amp; make breakfast for two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-6425604265791143483?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/6425604265791143483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=6425604265791143483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6425604265791143483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6425604265791143483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/depressed.html' title='depressed'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</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-1766001123556411975.post-8855846433467908223</id><published>2008-10-20T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:11:58.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weary Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work is weary and tiring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259238299459365378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPyRXmRnqgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dq9EqFasj2Y/s320/for+blog20-10-08+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Deadlines are neber ending and always being pushed forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Too many committments tugging at me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am stuck at office alone trying to complete the work with a bear in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The bear reminds me of someone.... maybe it is cos the person n the bear both have pot bellies :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-8855846433467908223?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/8855846433467908223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=8855846433467908223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8855846433467908223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/8855846433467908223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/weary-work.html' title='Weary Work'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPyRXmRnqgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dq9EqFasj2Y/s72-c/for+blog20-10-08+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-3906208369774249849</id><published>2008-10-19T16:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:05:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I love high tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258788316805149090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPr4HKQlMaI/AAAAAAAAABg/8Z4-pLeDwCM/s320/for+blog.+18-10-08jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the midst of work, i took sometime off to pamper meself with a cake, a curry pastry n a trusty cuppa coffee. It is really blissful to "have the cake n the puff and eat them" with the rain pouring outside. Once again, I really wanna thank "Zhu sheng niang niang" for allowing me to recarnate into this life as it is really not bad. Though we have dumb things to handle, the hassles of life and the stress of work (uncountable deadlines), I am really fortunate to have enough money to feed myself and to enjoy a cuppa. Life is really sometimes what we want to make of it really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wishing that you "have your high tea cakes and eat ALL of them" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-3906208369774249849?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/3906208369774249849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=3906208369774249849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/3906208369774249849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/3906208369774249849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/blissful-moment.html' title='Blissful moment'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPr4HKQlMaI/AAAAAAAAABg/8Z4-pLeDwCM/s72-c/for+blog.+18-10-08jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-6686759531869023146</id><published>2008-10-19T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:26:45.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258561846734863906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPoqI3gNviI/AAAAAAAAABA/W-GHTaXvc3A/s320/for+blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The deadline for a task is once again pushed forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I remember telling the bitchy rabbit that if she pass me the work so late, i will not be able to finish up the work if the heads up there decided to push the deadline earlier. The bitchy rabbit said " no worries, if they pushed, juz tell me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In my mind, i wondered. what help will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sure enough, the high n mighty pushed the deadline to one entire day ahead.. n what did the rabbit do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;She explained the rationale of why it must be pushed forward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;argh.... to use a term which one of my favorite friend use all the time, "oh well......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-6686759531869023146?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/6686759531869023146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=6686759531869023146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6686759531869023146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6686759531869023146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-posting.html' title='Random Posting'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPoqI3gNviI/AAAAAAAAABA/W-GHTaXvc3A/s72-c/for+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-6747295056951926978</id><published>2008-10-17T05:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:29:20.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New addition to the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My New MP3 Player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257866013436190162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="273" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPexSCd2ndI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TonAodtHoP0/s320/MP+3+player+171008.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Had alot of fun playing around with the functions as it can play videos on its teeny weeny screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;One day, I was playing it on the way to work then i realise that I am clapping in rhythmn to the song that was blasting from the player. I realised that it is a sign of how old i really am because I do not think the younger generation will do this. (-.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Do you agree so?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-6747295056951926978?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/6747295056951926978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=6747295056951926978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6747295056951926978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/6747295056951926978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-addition-to-family.html' title='New addition to the family'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPexSCd2ndI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TonAodtHoP0/s72-c/MP+3+player+171008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-1284776080399563446</id><published>2008-10-09T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:09:44.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terribly belated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terribly belated but anyway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258789559039367058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPr5Pd8TF5I/AAAAAAAAABo/yLiSu4eUGgg/s320/File0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Happy Mid Authum festival, this year i had a happy time with my colleagues and friends. I still miss the teochew cheapo mooncakes that my dad got for my when I was young. But this yr, i cant escape the infamous durian mooncake.. last yr i had a hard time eating them but this yr, it seems much better and more fragant (or less pungent??). I guess durian mooncake is a acquired taste. Lets hope the festival next year can be as fun as this yr :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-1284776080399563446?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/1284776080399563446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=1284776080399563446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1284776080399563446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1284776080399563446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/terribly-belated.html' title='Terribly belated'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SPr5Pd8TF5I/AAAAAAAAABo/yLiSu4eUGgg/s72-c/File0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-1444017567088808076</id><published>2008-10-08T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:22:39.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting time is when the brain will enjoy a ramble in la-la land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brain in La-la Land &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a meeting in the morning. I realised that when they start, my mind will wander, my hands will get itchy and i will also get the temptation to doodle around. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus I am only creative when there are boring meetings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My latest doodle - post it up first, will photoshop when i get the chance to do so .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SOzAi53-2vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fMJSNK2vig4/s1600-h/File0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254786571118238450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SOzAi53-2vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fMJSNK2vig4/s320/File0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SOzAYP_1vWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LCQEffy2-Gw/s1600-h/File0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-1444017567088808076?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/1444017567088808076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=1444017567088808076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1444017567088808076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/1444017567088808076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/10/meeting-time-is-when-brain-will-enjoy.html' title='Meeting time is when the brain will enjoy a ramble in la-la land'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnHcei8lOXk/SOzAi53-2vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fMJSNK2vig4/s72-c/File0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1766001123556411975.post-7007514721657652430</id><published>2008-07-22T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:16:43.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vengeful spirit'/><title type='text'>Post it for the 22-07-2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Post it drawn during the meeting on 21-07-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;There is this man whom i cannot stand during the meeting n in my heart, i kinda fantasize about what I can do to vent out my frustrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hence, the second episode of the irritable sheep who drove her flag pole through the throat of the offending man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i340.photobucket.com/albums/o340/A_Post_It/xiaomianyang02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i340.photobucket.com/albums/o340/A_Post_It/xiaomianyang02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Seriously it is quite fun to draw this and I didnt know that i still have my powers of drawing with me. I guess somethings you simply cannot "forget". Somehow you can simply take up a pen n draw despite not drawing for donkey years :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-7007514721657652430?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/7007514721657652430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=7007514721657652430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7007514721657652430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7007514721657652430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-it-for-22-07-2008.html' title='Post it for the 22-07-2008'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</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-1766001123556411975.post-7245369880812623958</id><published>2008-07-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:09:49.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post it for the 21-07-2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Post It for a moody monday&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;There is a meeting early in the morning that ruined my prospects of having a happy breakfast. Consequently, I was grouchy and easily irritated. A empty stomach ruins the mood for the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Thus I went to the meeting as a irritable and hungry sheep which also has a incredibly "bu shuang" look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" albums="" o340="" a_post_it="" action="view&amp;amp;current=mianyangedited.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i340.photobucket.com/albums/o340/A_Post_It/mianyangedited.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1766001123556411975-7245369880812623958?l=apostit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/feeds/7245369880812623958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1766001123556411975&amp;postID=7245369880812623958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7245369880812623958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1766001123556411975/posts/default/7245369880812623958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apostit.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-it-for-21-07-2008.html' title='Post it for the 21-07-2008'/><author><name>A Post It A day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06097845890634722552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
