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Etymology: Vulgar Hokkien, usually used by some wako kia (people belonging to the lame bloodline)
1 : hand clenched with the fingers doubled into the palm and the thumb doubled inward across the fingers - fist
Usage: 
1. His guntaobu was so hard it smashed the enemy's skull
2. Want to eat my guntaobu anot? (Used by typical cannot-make-it singaporean ah bengs, meaning daring a fight)</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Guntaobu" /><feedburner:info uri="guntaobu" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-1681579639136617264</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 10:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T19:19:06.849+08:00</atom:updated><title>h1n1</title><description>Looking at the steep increase in h1n1 cases reminds me of a computer virus which spreads through spam and got everyone's computers stuck with that lousy trouble of laggy systems and being blamed by friends for spamming viruses. This h1n1 case has got everyone worried about travelling, hanging around in crowded areas, and wary of people's sneezing and coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always imagine it's like a mastermind trying to spread this h1n1 virus around as fast as possible, and when the day comes, he will press the "activate" button and all the infected people explode. Or imagine a bad weather coming and all the carriers suddenly turn into zombies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say that life is short. Do the things you want to do in life (I mean those still within moral standards). Especially in this period where calamities strike in every form. War, pandemics, economic crisis, natural disasters (actually not that natural). All these are enough to make minds go bonkers. Life is as fragile as a snail's nowadays. It's time for mental strength to come into play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-1681579639136617264?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/06/h1n1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-697112481860433225</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 08:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T00:33:00.298+08:00</atom:updated><title>Kuala Lumpur again</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVUBNN1-jI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gMIaCc8qqWY/s1600-h/IMG_4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVUBNN1-jI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gMIaCc8qqWY/s320/IMG_4652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342768912649288242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my friends Desmond Yaocai and I decided to go back KL for a short trip. We knew it wouldn't be as happening as climbing Mt Kinabalu (which we have planned to go for our next trip), but it actually turned out quite happening.&lt;br /&gt;I was still reminiscing the wonderful football by Messi and co. on the ultimate final clash on our way to the airport when we headed for the airport to catch our early morning flight. We kept reminding each other to check whether we brought our passports. And it was until I flipped on the pages then did I realize my passport needs to be renewed. Less than 6 months. The feeling sucked big time. It was unforgivable, given that I had all the time in the world to renew it or even notice it as I was on leave during the past month. And the worse feeling dawned on me when I knew the chance of crossing the border would be zero. Really felt that I let my friends down, whom had already taken leave just for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;My friends decided to go down to ICA with me as a last resort to try our luck, even if it meant catching a later flight. I was still in a self blame mode on our way there, and the security guard in ICA telling us about the mild chance didn't make me feel better. It was when I went to the counter to appeal for this situation then I started to believe. Therefore, I talked to a fatimah in a closed room, paid a $15 fee and I got to collect my temp pass in 2 hours time. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of going to KL on the morning, we had to get an additional ticket which was scheduled at night. What a relief. Really thought that I would be sulking at home for the next few days for disappointing my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Actually that was the most happening event of our trip. The next day, we went to Kanching Waterfall for some relaxation on the cool waters. Many malaysians go there to relax too. The batu caves was not so happening though as the monkeys there looked defiant as they tried to provoke visitors. It was a long day walk as we combed KLCC, Berjaya Times Square, and Petaling Street for something nice to shop. In the end, we bought nothing. Went up to The Beatles bar for a drink and sang some english songs.&lt;br /&gt;It was rather a cosy place for nesting.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we took monorail and KTM to sunway pyramind for some cheap movie and shopping before we headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVSph7TrmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/x2jI3iJPbGM/s1600-h/IMG_4415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVSph7TrmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/x2jI3iJPbGM/s320/IMG_4415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342767406380199522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVTdLUZsfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GwBOcXI5xPQ/s1600-h/IMG_4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVTdLUZsfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GwBOcXI5xPQ/s320/IMG_4450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342768293664633330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Mount Kinabalu. Whoever wants to join us, we can go climb Bukit Timah hills for a dozen times to train up, or climb my flat's 25 storey stairs for a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-697112481860433225?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/06/kuala-lumpur-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SiVUBNN1-jI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gMIaCc8qqWY/s72-c/IMG_4652.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-8741778328837968428</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T10:09:44.428+08:00</atom:updated><title>15km run</title><description>Last Sunday, I completed the 15km passion run organized by the PA. Gosh, it wasn't that easy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about how forgetful I can get first. My friend reminded me the day before to remember to bring my number tag. But I didn't put it in my bag. Therefore when I was travelling on the mrt, I spotted someone with the tag on his shoes. Damn it. I had to rush back home by cab, get it, fetch my friend, and take a cab to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I guessed around 10k people joined the run. When we reached the place, waves of red were already jogging down the tracks. We got ready for the 2nd wave and I was pretty confident I could finish it with a good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. when we started, we couldn't really run the normal pace as all the 15km runners clustered themselves like ants returning to their hives. Not really interested in the pong pong girls, I started to deviate from my friend who seemed engrossed chatting with his colleagues. For the first 8km, it was smooth riding. Managed to take over a lot of people with ease. But I was still trailing behind loads of reds. As I haven't trained to run 15km before, I knew it would be a problem in the later part of the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the 10km mark, I started to feel cold. It's like someone plugged out my power plug or something. Yes, I do have some reserve batteries with me, but as I ran, I felt my body reaching my limit as I could feel the tension within my joints. I tried not to think about it and pushed myself forward. The morning sun didn't help as it continued wearing me down. People started to overtake me and I realized I was trying to minimize the exertion of my muscles. Whenever there was a drink station, it became an excuse for me to stop and have a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my last 2km, I knew I was out of fuel. My mind had to take over to intercept my body's message. "Go on, the finishing line is near" was defeated by "Seriously, you should stop to take a rest" a few times. The finishing line seemed forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the finishing line, people were overtaking me as they knew they wanted the best timing for themselves. But I was reserving my energy in case I faint before I could get my goodie bag. Sad to see someone tripped himself before the finishing point. Alas, mission completed. It took the hell out of me seriously. And to think I was so optimistic to join the marathon run end of the year. Crap. I need more training. This isn't good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-8741778328837968428?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/05/15km-run.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-5677559240532954773</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 16:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-29T00:16:28.764+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Libraries now allow you to extend your book loan for 3 more weeks. Logon to www.pl.sg to do it. (some clever friend of mine actually went down physically to extend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to return my book today. And realized I must pay up for my overdue loan fees before I can borrow! What the @#%^. Maybe too many ppl just don't bother to pay up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Haha. Ha... Aw.. I need a revamp in my life. Fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-5677559240532954773?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/04/libraries-now-allow-you-to-extend-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-7884495016844644232</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 02:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-10T14:01:04.707+08:00</atom:updated><title>Visit to Thailand and Cambodia</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Travelling is fun. You get to meet lots of new friends, see lots of sceneries, read lots of maps, and get lost lots of times. But it is worthwhile. I wouldn't say my trip is totally hardcore backpack like those ang mohs, but it really helps in preparing for my future trips to other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop was Bangkok, a vibrant city full of hardworking people. The lives they led are pretty good as I don't see many beggars lying around. My friend Cuthbert brought me around shopping during the first day, and there's so much to see and buy. But we wouldn't want to bring loads of stuff to Cambodia later, so we simply bought some toys for our friends. Travelling around such a busy city was made easy by Cuthbert, who had been here for a few months and picked up quite important phrases in Thai. And we started to think that we got blended into the city when people came talking to us in Thai language. Well, Singaporeans don't have a unique look and are only distinguishable when they speak Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day, it happened to be Buddha Day. A stranger just came to us, gave us a note of the itinery for the day, and we coincidentally hopped onto a tuk tuk who drove us around to those places with just a small fare of 20 baht ($0.80sgd). The temples had many buddha statues and donation boxes around them, and it was quite a sight. Then before we headed to the Thai jewellery export, a lady coincidentally told us how we could buy the jewelleries and sell them back in Singapore (she still specified Peninsula Plaza as the hot market). Personally, I really felt a bit drama how we were led to places and people who spoke volumes of 'scam' when we didn't even intend to go to those places at first. But we just acted like dummies and didn't buy anything, so we only spent a bit of money for the transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a place where we were faked into paying for some corn to feed pigeons. Crap. The locals simple threw corn into our hands and pigeons flocked around like we were vultured. The next thing, we were ordered to pay 150 baht for the feeding. Sucks. Well let's move on. We reached the grand palace pretty late and so we didnt pay for the entrance fees in. And certain buses were free that day, and we managed to save some of our transport fees. Singaporeans, the usual style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final day in Bangkok, we brought some friends to a praying hall, and it was nice spending some time with thai people. I asked one of them about the place to buy a toy, and guess what, they really drove me there. It just explained how hospitable they can get. And yes, they brought us to a lovely retro place for dinner, where Cuthbert obliged with a 甜蜜蜜 song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the much awaited border crossing to Cambodia. Early morning the next day, we went to Bangkok train station to take a 5 hour long train to Aranyaprathet. Quite a nice ride with lots of sceneries of Thailand, be it rain or shine, countryside or city. We saw locals which were given tough treatment by the officers and they left to stand by the end of the trains because they were on good seats. And the officers knowing we were tourists really took care of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching down on the land, we were taken to a Cambodian comsummate where we were assisted in writing the arrival form to Cambodia. And given that we were Singaporeans, we did not have to pay for any visa. But the sucky part is when the guy wanted us to give some tips for them. I just hate remembering the extortion look. And given that I had already read up on this, I was rather disappointed that we still fell into the trap. But that's life. Experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customs in Cambodia really wasn't a professional one. The officer took more than 5 minutes flipping through my passport trying to find my extension stamp. And when he found it, he reported that I needed 6 months availability for my passport. Any kid would know that the difference from now until November is 7 months. I rebuked back and they got their calculations right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We avoided the touting of kids and youngsters for trips to Siem Reap and joined a Hong Kong and Canadian traveller in a taxi to our destination. The Canadian named Neo Armstrong was already away from home since January and will be travelling around until July before he goes back to find a job. Compared to us, ang mohs really do not hold back when they do things. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted with Neo and settled in a simple guestroom with Jason, our new found Hong Kong friend.&lt;br /&gt;He too took the train from Thailand, would settle in Siem Reap for a few days before going to Phnom Penh and back to Thailand for the Songkran 'Water' festival. Cuthbert, Jason and Neo made me look old because they were all around 6-7 years younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to visit Ang Kor Wat for quite some time. And I really suggest reading up a bit on the place before you go. There are really lots of majestic temples having a one-day visit ticket is just not enough. We rented bicycles and roamed around the whole day visiting temples. Gosh, I realized I'm really old cause I couldn't catch up with them youngsters. During every station, kids would flood us with souvenirs to buy and their '3 for 1 dollar' ranting really had a hypnotic effect. And it's pretty sad to think that kids have been forced to make money when they should study and play hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we took a tuk tuk, followed by a motorbike and then a boat to see the village life. Wow. Eye opener it was. Kids roamed around naked, cows were working hard in the farms, it really brought us back to the simple life we were deprived of in Singapore. Kids still surrounded us with notebooks and pencils, hoping that we would buy from them. And it was really sad when we came back from our boat trip, they were still waiting at the bank. I didn't buy in the end because I will never get to use it. But I loved the smile of a young girl who told me how happy she was studying in her school and playing in the village with her friends. I always feel that contentment is a blessing. My friend did tell me that it's because they haven't seen the world. So their craving for more isn't triggered by their senses yet. Quite true. But I shall find the answer for that someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. And I realize that my future holidays shouldn't be simply be going to resorts to enjoy myself in gluttony. Experiencing their lifestyles seem more fruitful. Well, will plan out my next trip soon.. but not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/Sd7f_QCH_eI/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhU5SiNYyT0/s1600-h/IMG_4245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/Sd7f_QCH_eI/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhU5SiNYyT0/s320/IMG_4245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322938087327137250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-7884495016844644232?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/04/visit-to-thailand-and-cambodia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/Sd7f_QCH_eI/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhU5SiNYyT0/s72-c/IMG_4245.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-3259004308327018236</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T02:09:57.115+08:00</atom:updated><title>Detroit Metal City</title><description>Kenichi Matsuyama again! But this time he is not acting a psychotic detective trying to decipher who is holding on to the death note. He is playing a nerdy role of a graduate student who wants to fulfill his dream as a pop star singing sweet love songs, but ends up with unimaginable occupation of being a heavy metal lead singer.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese just love to dream, so they manage to come up with this manga/anime movie. The inspiring part about this show is that it brings a dilemma to the singer when he cannot sing the songs he likes to, but yet inspires others with the songs he himself disapproves. Yeah, subconscious talent or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, does it matter if he plays the music he likes and doesn't get recognized? Or is it better to stay with something he can be good at and inspire others at the expense of his own dream?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, fighting for your dream versus sacrificing your dream to make dreams for others.. it's really difficult to make a call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-3259004308327018236?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/03/detroit-metal-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-295584168808737358</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-27T03:14:56.621+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cross Road Junction</title><description>Sorry guys for the late update. I will be linking all my blogs to a new website soon. Still pondering whether to continue this 3 year plus blogspot site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm emphatic. Some friends of mine decided to gather and start a business. I have never imagined myself to be in this kind of situation, because I have never dreamt of doing a business. And during this drastic period, I guess having ideas and fail is still a success compared to not trying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."-Anais Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I will be going to Thailand and Cambodia with my friend for some sightseeing. Hopefully all will be fine as this will be the first time I fly alone. Well who cares. I have faith in AirAsia. Booked the flight from SG to BKK and from Siem Reap back to SG. From BKK to Cambodia, guess we have to take some long routes by land which may pose the most challenging. The flight is simply too expensive, considering the short distance between these two locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Kor Wat. Here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes." - Marcel Pronst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-295584168808737358?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/03/cross-road-junction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-7078533012123304323</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T21:28:27.513+08:00</atom:updated><title>Be happy</title><description>It's true that when you are doing something, you must be happy about it. Or else, don't do it. If you simply just do it to make people happy and you yourself are not, it's crap. Because people who are happy need you to be happy doing it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what makes a person happy? To put it simply, anything that the person enjoys doing will make himself happy in the process of doing it. So in the end, it's your mindset. If you dislike drinking coffee without milk, you will put on a mask and hide the ugliest expression you can give even if your most beloved person ask you to drink it. But if you realize that coffee gives a great bitter-sweet aftertaste naturally, and you start to enjoy the greatness of it, you will be contented with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what makes you unhappy about something in the first place? Usually, it's your past habit or experience that you have accumulated all this while that stops you from being satisfied doing something in a way you are not accustomed to. Or some people will deem it as "being forced to". And the fact that you have been in your comfort zone for so long without doing it, you will feel weird if it comes to you as a responsibility now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say life is about being happy. Well, people do things the way they want and they feel happy, but at the expense of others. Imagine a child wanting to give a try at an arts course, but parents want him to be a lawyer. For this instance, the child is trying to find his own happiness at the expense of his parents' comfortability in their vision of how their child should grow up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's about being responsible. For you yourself, your family, your friends, for the environment you live in, and many more. Circumstances will make you unable to realize your dream as responsibility has stepped in faster than you have expected. But before that, a little bit more understanding of your own situation helps. So you can "enjoy" and absorb the responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are trying to achieve the goal set by you or by others, you must take full responsiblity for it. Whichever path ahead, responsibility is heavy. But without taking full responsibility for yourself, there will never be a day you can fend off all challenges in life and soar to the boundary that you have dreamed of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-7078533012123304323?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-3196196270964494412</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T11:35:59.076+08:00</atom:updated><title>Getaway from this city</title><description>I'm planning for a holiday trip. Why this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Oil price is cheap. You will never get cheaper flights than now.&lt;br /&gt;2) Companies are forcing pay cuts and unpaid leaves. This should be the time to go on holidays with no impact to the business (in fact, they might be happier that you help them cut cost for the month).&lt;br /&gt;3) Dollar exchange rate for certain countries should be quite worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;4) The increasing stress level escalated by the lousy economy should be channelled somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;5) Different environments and lifestyle might spur your creative ideas for your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure. Before that, you need to be responsible for yourself and your actions. With this, you need not worry about (superficial) security issues in any aspect of your life. Mentally secured will be the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambodia anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-3196196270964494412?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/03/getaway-from-this-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-5443183993331433704</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 16:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-16T01:19:58.454+08:00</atom:updated><title>Books Galore</title><description>Recently realised that I have so many books to read, and I still keep borrowing some from the library. But I just love going to libraries to browse books, because there will always be some interesting book titles which I never dream I will come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some books I am planning to finish fast:&lt;br /&gt;1) Diet for a New America (dragged for more than a year)&lt;br /&gt;2) Deep Vegetarianism (fresh from the library)&lt;br /&gt;3) Vegetarian Resource Book A to Z Reference Guide ( fresh from the library)&lt;br /&gt;4) How to break Web Software (fresh from the library)&lt;br /&gt;5) Find Your Courage (thanks to some buddy who thinks I'm hum)&lt;br /&gt;6) Mind Mapping (thanks to my bro who knows I'm creative enough to benefit from this book :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's quite a tough challenge. Considering the fact that I seldom finish more than 5 books every year. But I guess this year I should be able to unleash the nerdy me. The books' greatest enemy has to be my laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-5443183993331433704?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/02/books-galore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-6841878898378510823</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 15:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T23:31:31.289+08:00</atom:updated><title>Owner is a slacker!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The owner of this blog is hooked to japanese dramas for the time being and risks not posting any blogs for the following weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to Veoh for it's unrivalled free movies and videos, can even download DVD quality somemore!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-6841878898378510823?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/02/owner-is-slacker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2272881951443321461</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T10:24:18.728+08:00</atom:updated><title>Form is important</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy CNY!&lt;br /&gt;Not many people have started coming back to work as my bus to work is surprisingly spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch Man United leapfrog the rest of the teams, and the other title contenders stumble themselves along the way, I can say that Man United'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s experience has triumphed again. Their peak form at this period spells trouble, and 11 clean sheets during this hectic season schedule is phenomenal, even for a team with countless wardrobes of titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool just have to hope Gerard and Torres click again, because their scoring source comes only from them this season. Chelsea seems to have become an aging team. And not much ideas too. Arsenal has never found back their attacking form since the departure of Flamini, and if Fabregas do not come back fast, they will have to switch to playing wrestling (below) and let Aston Villa have a run on the Champions League.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SYEPET0JXfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nlFp9EvqdoQ/s1600-h/EvertonArsenal350e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SYEPET0JXfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nlFp9EvqdoQ/s320/EvertonArsenal350e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531203477298674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;However,&lt;/span&gt; I do relish the end of the season survival fight as the bottom half teams are not very far away from each other. Watching them play with their hearts to avoid relegations is pretty much more interesting for me than watching top teams getting titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-2272881951443321461?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/form-is-important.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SYEPET0JXfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nlFp9EvqdoQ/s72-c/EvertonArsenal350e.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-3238856623107738126</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T00:36:55.050+08:00</atom:updated><title>Order flowers for your loved ones!</title><description>Ladies and Gentlemen, Valentine's Day is near. If you want to avoid the hassle of finding the perfect florist shop, you can actually purchase flowers online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are free, can look at my bro's website. Click on the title for more info!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-3238856623107738126?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/order-flowers-for-your-loved-ones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-1262506480380723701</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 16:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T00:49:43.164+08:00</atom:updated><title>Informative Job Communities</title><description>Guys, try jobscentral.com.sg. It doesn't only offer jobs. The articles there ranges from how to manage your finances during this recession, how to go back to schools or institutions to upgrade yourself, to articles on how to manage your work-related depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everyone who got some stick during this period can pick themselves up fast, brave the stormy weather and find a path which sheds some light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-1262506480380723701?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/informative-job-communities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-4402213309430760185</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 06:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-17T14:29:53.690+08:00</atom:updated><title>五月天《倔强》</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMxFMyuPDhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMxFMyuPDhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我和世界不一样&lt;br /&gt;那就让我不一样&lt;br /&gt;坚持对我来说&lt;br /&gt;就是以刚克刚&lt;br /&gt;我如果对自己不行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;如果对自己说谎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;即使你不原谅我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;也不能原谅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美的愿望&lt;br /&gt;一定最疯狂&lt;br /&gt;我就是我自己的神&lt;br /&gt;在我活的地方&lt;br /&gt;我和我最后的倔强&lt;br /&gt;握紧双手绝对不放&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;下一站是不是天堂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;就算失望不能绝望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和我骄傲的倔强&lt;br /&gt;我在风中大声的唱&lt;br /&gt;这一次为自己疯狂&lt;br /&gt;就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;br /&gt;(music)&lt;br /&gt;对爱我的人别紧张&lt;br /&gt;我的固执很善良&lt;br /&gt;我的手越肮脏&lt;br /&gt;眼神越是发光&lt;br /&gt;你不在乎我的过往&lt;br /&gt;看到了我的翅膀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你说被火烧过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;才能出现凤凰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逆风的方向&lt;br /&gt;更适合飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我不怕千万人阻挡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;只怕自己投降&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和我最后的倔强&lt;br /&gt;握紧双手绝对不放&lt;br /&gt;下一站是不是天堂&lt;br /&gt;就算失望不能绝望&lt;br /&gt;我和我骄傲的倔强&lt;br /&gt;我在风中大声的唱&lt;br /&gt;这一次为自己疯狂&lt;br /&gt;就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;br /&gt;(music)&lt;br /&gt;就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;br /&gt;就这一次让我大声唱&lt;br /&gt;lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;就算失望不能绝望...&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-4402213309430760185?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-1943588684546158462</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-14T01:01:15.050+08:00</atom:updated><title>Windy Days</title><description>I just came back from a run, and it's damn cooling with the nowadays wind. Surprisingly, these few nights, the wind is so strong and yet it doesn't materialize into any rain. Weird. But thanks to the windy night, I clocked myself 1 minute faster. The humid weather usually deters me from my smooth run because I will get breathless fast, but tonight is like running with air-conditioned environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still far away from my marathon and IPPT gold standard. But it's just the start of the year. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, my friend just bought Sony A300, and it looks fierce. With my current $ earning ability, some fierce stuff are better left on the retail shelves. Never knew that even camera stuff also can get comparative cheaper prices across the causeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about photo taking, I have downloaded Picasa 3 and never thought of photoshop since. Not that it has numerous features, but it definitely has the ones I needed to edit my photos.&lt;br /&gt;And if there really is a need for editing of raw photos or creation of some designs, can use GIMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open-source applications are really the way to go for poor people like me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-1943588684546158462?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/windy-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2102318274902836461</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-07T21:55:42.354+08:00</atom:updated><title>Guy on a bike &lt;---click me</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always believe that anyone can make an impact on others no matter how microscopically small you look to the world. And after chancing this guy who went on a bike from Singapore to Great Wall of China, I started to question how the hell he went through his torturous ordeals. Be it the weather, the grueling distance, the blistering fatigue he had to endure, the difficulty with languages in the various countries, the small budget he had, the morale he had to keep with his teammates: any of these obstacles can make one turn 180 degrees and head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm jobless one day and someone sponsors me 5k, I would do it too. Nah, I'm kidding. It's too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys check out the global warming links on the website too, they are quite interesting.&lt;br /&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/26182668-2102318274902836461?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type="" url="http://www.crazyguyonabike.com/doc/page/?o=3Tzut&amp;page_id=69216&amp;v=aD" length="0" /><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/guy-on-bike.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2429437738288544663</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-01T20:28:32.883+08:00</atom:updated><title>2009</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SVyxv_vdE1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bhMG_XNY_Wc/s1600-h/IMG_2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SVyxv_vdE1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bhMG_XNY_Wc/s320/IMG_2820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286295500748559186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year. It's 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing fine at the moment, be it work or studies, or army or whatever you can think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm nearing the end of my leave clearance, so it's going to be desk bound time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I hope everyone who wishes anyone a happy new year, will remember to be happy themselves. Isn't that what life is about? But of cause, being happy doesn't mean just being a hooligan and get what you want at the expense of others. Still must spare a thought for those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any new year resolution? Erm.. I hope that I will not be stuck to the pc that often, and start doing something. Opps I should start coming up with a list or something, or end of the year, there will be no evaluation again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, I wish for lesser crises and disasters, be it manmade or natural. 2008 has been a roller coaster which doesn't really have much ups. But when you are down there, you can't be worse right..&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/26182668-2429437738288544663?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SVyxv_vdE1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bhMG_XNY_Wc/s72-c/IMG_2820.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-1348484845050427830</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 16:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-20T02:05:02.385+08:00</atom:updated><title>3073km Away</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, that's how far Singapore is away from Taiwan. And currently Taiwan's weather is 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;°&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C at its hottest, and 18 at it's coldest. So friends, do not expect me to pick up my phone between 21st to 28th Dec 08, because I will be 3073km away. Not sure how costly for the international call, but better play safe not to call, then sorry.&lt;br /&gt;This pilgrimage trip certainly does not make me dance around in enthusiasm, but bringing my camera around does make a bit of difference. And the fact that I do not need to work until next year does make me excited no matter where I go.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this trip does push me forward a bit, as I realize I'm lacking behind be it spiritually or in terms of my current drive in doing things. So if you ask me again if I need a break, I definitely do. Wholly bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;At then end of every year, I will ask myself (usually with a big sigh) what I have achieved for the year. And here I come again. Haiz. I'm not trying to be pessimistic but honestly I didn't hit a high in my life tachometer.&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured, I will have my Year 2009 planned out well before it comes. Some phrases might be commonly used next year:&lt;br /&gt;Heroes are born during bad times.&lt;br /&gt;A great horse does not look back and eat the grass behind it.&lt;br /&gt;If there is fate, two will eventually meet up from 500 meters, if there isn't, two beside each other will only be passerbys.&lt;br /&gt;Apologize for the lousy translation. Some phrases are not meant to be translated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/26182668-1348484845050427830?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/12/3073km-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2325856236237299515</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T00:54:09.252+08:00</atom:updated><title>Rabbit, Horse, Elephant?</title><description>I don't know what title to give. I just know that I need to write.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps people might ask themselves everytime. Is life destined? It is when you look at your current condition, feel bounded, and make a statement:"Guess I can only go this far".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me a story of 3 animals: an elephant, a horse and a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;3 of them decide to cross the river to the other bank for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;The elephant finds it damn easy to cross, cause the water level seems way too shallow for him. The horse decides to follow and finds that galloping across the river takes some strength, but horses have powerful legs. So he goes through smoothly too. The rabbit looks at the river and knows that he will never ever be able to cross such a deep river. He stays on the current bank and looks enviously at his friends on the other bank, with a deep sense of self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life is too smooth sailing just like an elephant crossing the river, do you take for granted that the river never ever post a threat to you? But if you have to do everything just like a rabbit crossing the river, do you complain about why life is so full of obstacles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rather than complaining from the rabbit's point of view that the river is so damn deep (which isn't cause the elephant don't even care a damn), why not think from a simpler perspective, that your objective is just to cross the river and stop comparing? In the end, it's still the same river to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in your mind, you still want to know why you are the rabbit. Well, my advice is get on with life, you don't have much time to look back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-2325856236237299515?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/12/rabbit-horse-elephant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-3467252602250374140</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 16:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-08T01:41:00.876+08:00</atom:updated><title>Xmas Season Is Still On!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/STv8IqClz0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/nlnl6_tSBvI/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277088614048976706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/STv8IqClz0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/nlnl6_tSBvI/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously can someone tell me what has happened to the bear? The position looks funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/STv9FiqtPaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/p6kmHKVihnE/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277089660041772450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/STv9FiqtPaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/p6kmHKVihnE/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture doesn't really help much either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway, I guess xmas celebrations are still going on despite the economy downturn. Some companies will probably carry on with less employees, some will just make an excuse that they have forgotten about the xmas tree. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you still need to buy gift but the current crisis still spoils your mood a bit, here are some suggestions (to convince yourself that you have been economical):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) If your xmas exchange ruling doesn't include "Do not buy chocolates", rather than going for Royce's or any other "branded" chocolates, settle for Van Houten's or Cadbury's. In the end, most are still made from sugar, cocoa butter, lecithin, and vanilla. Any chocolate at this time will leave a bitter aftertaste anyway (if you have burnt your pocket).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) If you are buying beautiful wrapping paper to wrap your gift, leaving people with surprises as to what to expect as their gift, usually wrapping chocolates results in a disappointment when they open it up. "Ohhhh... no, chocolates again..." But even if you are not buying chocolates, what's the chance of the person tearing up your beautifully wrapped paper like it did not worth a cent (and it usually costs 10% of your total amount spent). Use newspaper. Choose between Straits Times, The New Paper, My Paper. And you can use advertisements with a beautiful background as the design. And please, wrap only one layer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Get something useful. A person wouldn't want any gift which simply hangs itself on the wall, or fridge, and doesn't help them tide down this pathetic period. Instead of a deco kind of stuff, get an organic soap with fragrance(so they can at least enjoy their bath knowing that they do not need to spend on soap for a month), get a handheld massager (so that they can DIY even if they can't visit massage parlours), or a small wallet (so that big wallet owners can downgrade and place less credit cards into it, preventing the possibility of reaching out for one when the desire to spend is there).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, do not quote me for the above, if the gift recipient gives you a disgusted look at the sight of the gift. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-3467252602250374140?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-season-is-still-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/STv8IqClz0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/nlnl6_tSBvI/s72-c/IMG_0806.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2769973225874748226</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T23:50:12.681+08:00</atom:updated><title>五月天 - 突然好想你</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcpzfYQi_IU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcpzfYQi_IU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月天 - 突然好想你&lt;br /&gt;作词：阿信&lt;br /&gt;作曲：阿信&lt;br /&gt;专辑：后青春期的诗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静&lt;br /&gt;最怕朋友突然的关心&lt;br /&gt;最怕回忆突然翻滚绞痛着不平息&lt;br /&gt;最怕突然听到你的消息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念如果会有声音&lt;br /&gt;不愿那是悲伤的哭泣&lt;br /&gt;事到如今终於让自已属於我自已&lt;br /&gt;只剩眼泪还骗不过自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你你会在哪里&lt;br /&gt;过的快乐或委屈&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你突然锋利的回忆&lt;br /&gt;突然模糊的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们像一首最美丽的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;变成两部悲伤的电影&lt;br /&gt;为什麽你带我走过最难忘的旅行&lt;br /&gt;然後留下最痛的纪念品&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们那麽甜那麽美那麽相信&lt;br /&gt;那麽疯那麽热烈的曾经&lt;br /&gt;为何我们还是要奔向&lt;br /&gt;各自的幸福和遗憾中老去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你你会在哪里&lt;br /&gt;过的快乐或委屈&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你突然锋利的回忆&lt;br /&gt;突然模糊的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静&lt;br /&gt;最怕朋友突然的关心&lt;br /&gt;最怕回忆突然翻滚绞痛着不平息&lt;br /&gt;最怕突然听到你的消息&lt;br /&gt;最怕此生已经决定自己过&lt;br /&gt;没有你却又突然听到你的消息&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-2769973225874748226?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-6000684868709158844</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T00:13:24.657+08:00</atom:updated><title>你不是真正的快乐</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JnMt5ehD394&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JnMt5ehD394&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月天-你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人群中哭着&lt;br /&gt;你只想变成透明的颜色&lt;br /&gt;你再也不会&lt;br /&gt;梦或痛或心动了&lt;br /&gt;你已经决定了&lt;br /&gt;你已经决定了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你静静忍着&lt;br /&gt;紧紧把昨天在拳心握着&lt;br /&gt;而回忆越是甜&lt;br /&gt;就是越伤人了&lt;br /&gt;越是在手心留下&lt;br /&gt;密密麻麻深深浅浅的刀割&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是&lt;br /&gt;你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了&lt;br /&gt;也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这世界笑了&lt;br /&gt;於是你合群的一起笑了&lt;br /&gt;当生存是规则&lt;br /&gt;不是你的选择&lt;br /&gt;於是你含着眼泪&lt;br /&gt;飘飘荡荡跌跌撞撞的走着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是&lt;br /&gt;你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了&lt;br /&gt;也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的伤从不肯&lt;br /&gt;完全的愈合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你左侧&lt;br /&gt;却像隔着银河&lt;br /&gt;难道就真的抱着遗憾&lt;br /&gt;一直到老了&lt;br /&gt;然后才后悔着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是&lt;br /&gt;你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了&lt;br /&gt;也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的伤从不肯&lt;br /&gt;完全的愈合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你左侧&lt;br /&gt;却像隔着银河&lt;br /&gt;难道就真的抱着遗憾&lt;br /&gt;一直到老了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你值得真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你应该脱下&lt;br /&gt;你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;为什麽失去了&lt;br /&gt;还要被惩罚呢&lt;br /&gt;能不能就让悲伤&lt;br /&gt;全部结束在此刻&lt;br /&gt;重新开始活着&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-6000684868709158844?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-2097651176723453514</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-02T03:37:27.945+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm blessed</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes thinking back, I'm really a blessed guy. Dunno with my clumsiness, or rather forgetfulness, how long can the angels stand.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, went to Causeway Point to find some winterwear.  When I was baking cake, my fren called me through the phone and I just chatted happily without noticing that my wallet was left on top of the toilet paper cover. And so I headed towards the library at Civics Plaza to find some books. Never realised that my wallet was missing only after an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frantically, I headed back to Causeway Point to find my wallet. And guess what, I forgot the floor of the toilet I went to! Coincidentally, when I went to the particular cubicle, it was occupied. And seriously, which cubicle would be left vacant in a crowded place like Causeway Point for an hour? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That left me with the only option of going to the Customer Service to check out whether any kind soul picked up the wallet for me. And when I filled in the application form for loss of item, I knew well enough nobody picked it up, or I would just have to attend to some interrogative questions by the receptionist. As I was waiting for the inevitable gesture from her face, it suddenly daunted on me that.. I might have to walk home! And trust me, I even thought of the distance and time I would take to reach back home. That was wholly survival thinking, and a bit of untactful thinking as well. I didn't think of my friend who was working in Causeway Point, or other friends who could fetch me back. Maybe I already accepted that this was my just deserts and the long way home might hit me hard and stop me from repeating this suicidal mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my phone rang. It was my friend Yaocai. And guess what, he was at Causeway Point. Blessed scenario No.1... thanks for having "telepathic" friends who did not know when they had actually saved someone. Come to think of it, I still can't imagine walking home, although I would love to try that one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my phone rang again. A private number. A person by the name of John called. "Hello, Zheng Jian Teh? You left your wallet in the toilet?" Blessed scenario No.2.. It was always a 50-50.. when you lose something. Whether the person who took it is going to return you or not. But this kind soul took my wallet home and wanted to return me personally to play safe. Luckily, he found my name card in the wallet and matched it with my IC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yaocai drove me to his place to collect back the wallet. And John was a middle aged man who even waited for me before he went for dinner with his family. So a very big thank you to him. He invited me to his church event today. But I guessed I would have to turn him down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I'm blessed. And I swear I will find some lost wallets and return to the owners to spread the blessings. Haha... Phew... no need to report loss of items to police, no need to pay for the gruelsome money to govt for NRIC loss, no need to call the banks to cancel the ATM cards, no need to pay penalties for the loss of company cards.. Really saved me tons of trouble. :D!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-2097651176723453514?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-blessed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26182668.post-6998920523348304481</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 04:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T13:25:45.216+08:00</atom:updated><title>Canon Powershot SX110 IS</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Guess what, I bought Canon Powershot again. Was looking for a good one so I could shoot during my Dec holidays. The salesman recommended Canon PowerShot 2000 IS to be good value for money. 6x zoom, face detection, big LCD monitor. The image quality looked good enough for me, but I was wondering why I was buying Canon Powershot again. And having to carry AA size batteries when I was out seemed raw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I browsed around, another new arrival caught my eye. Canon Powershot SX110 IS. 10x zoom, manual functions available, powerful flash. I guess these are all I need to make myself interested in photography for a while more. So I bought this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699943599016802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SQVQOJTpi2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/fDJkQAi57lU/s320/8923-canonsx1103quart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway my friend recommended a really good website which got my interest going. Reveals a lot about SLR camera photography, but it's good information to know. But for people who do not like Canon stuff, can ignore this link: &lt;a href="http://web.canon.jp/imaging/enjoydslr/index.html"&gt;http://web.canon.jp/imaging/enjoydslr/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26182668-6998920523348304481?l=guntaobu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://guntaobu.blogspot.com/2008/10/canon-powershot-sx110-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM2KgGTBBCk/SQVQOJTpi2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/fDJkQAi57lU/s72-c/8923-canonsx1103quart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

