<?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-5536732</id><updated>2011-06-06T23:14:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you were here ...</title><subtitle type='html'>I have no clue as to what's happening - and i sure do wonder why i just signed on to this blog spot to tell the whole world about how i think, or what goes through in my mind. As weird as this sounds, I'm screaming out my thoughts for everyone to hear it though i believe that thoughts should be private and read by no one.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kin</name><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>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-6337081757735776024</id><published>2008-02-05T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:24:20.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Failed CNY pork-floss roll</title><summary type='text'>Someone came up with a brain child to gather to make some Chinese New Year goodies sometime ago. And of course, being really full of ourselves and thinking its going to be a piece of cake, since we are so use to taking on daily problems at work so easily, no kitchen will prove to be a difficult moutain to climb.So we thought...We were.. well, not really accurate in the forecast. Our pork floss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6337081757735776024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6337081757735776024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6337081757735776024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6337081757735776024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-failed-cny-pork-floss-roll-q.html' title='Our Failed CNY pork-floss roll'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/R6gb28bnyxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/60P0TU9H5jw/s72-c/26012008111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5054040079910629327</id><published>2008-01-31T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:25:26.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Evening</title><summary type='text'>Came back to a burning hot fevered PD last night. The entire house was without lights, the TV was on - phui was whining in the corner and PD was asleep on the couch. Poor things... Phui-Phui was so happy when I got home. Poor little thing. He gets upset when the house is dark and his not in his precious expensive Serta bed, cuddled up between his mummy and daddy. He clamoured over me when I came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5054040079910629327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5054040079910629327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5054040079910629327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5054040079910629327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-evening.html' title='Busy Evening'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-9213151994404171156</id><published>2008-01-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:38:05.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Convert - Arty</title><summary type='text'>GOSH! Its a sudden mad rush, but I'm glad that we've finally started to put in more effort. We've moved on from pop-art movie posters to oils now. Whoopie!!! PD and I spend 3hours at a single art gallery going through the pieces and deciding which ones to pick. We've picked 2 pieces, and both happen to lean toward fusion oriental. I thought I'll go for the more abstract pieces or more scenic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9213151994404171156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=9213151994404171156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9213151994404171156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9213151994404171156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-convert-arty.html' title='The New Convert - Arty'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-1964767203763871168</id><published>2008-01-22T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:03:52.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><summary type='text'>Think about it the next time you pour a cupA group of alumni, all highly established in their respective careers, got together for a visit with their old university professor. The conversation soon turned to complaints about the endless stress of work and life in general...Offering his guests coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and soon returned with a large pot of coffee and an eclectic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1964767203763871168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1964767203763871168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1964767203763871168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1964767203763871168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2008/01/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-4837312765944699943</id><published>2007-09-24T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:44:25.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naugthy-ness Follows Home</title><summary type='text'>My little cheeky Phui has been up to mischief at home - you can see from the pics of his naughtiness that was caught on camera a while back.His dragged out all PD's stuff and starts playing with them. In this frame, his caught. Hmmm.mmmmmmm... did I hear anyone sneaking up behind me...better kuah-chui firstUrG!!! BUSTED!!!!!PD is on phui phui's left. You can see phui's face, being caught red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4837312765944699943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4837312765944699943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4837312765944699943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4837312765944699943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/09/naugthy-ness-follows-home.html' title='The Naugthy-ness Follows Home'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Rvdvfz416lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/y4GxUpJfIWk/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-4668688862134441436</id><published>2007-09-20T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:02:35.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet a Long Lag of Time... ...</title><summary type='text'>Hello all. Its been a long silence at this space again... .... Well, alot of things happened. Mostly unhappy ones. So, it was time then to just stick my head in the dirt and stay like an ostrich. Honestly, leaving the ostrich theory isn't so bad after all.The cause of the likening of ostrich life-style --- my little boy has got into trouble time and again over the past month. The last incident </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4668688862134441436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4668688862134441436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4668688862134441436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4668688862134441436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/09/yet-long-lag-of-time.html' title='Yet a Long Lag of Time... ...'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-3344986906639518713</id><published>2007-07-06T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:33:30.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy : S500</title><summary type='text'>I've been waiting for a couple of months now for my new toy to be launched.I saw it in an ad in Straits Times yesterday and I'm thrilled to bits. I dragged PD to Singtel Hello shop to take a peek at it. I'm not certain if its launched as yet.I found my beloved in the display cabinet. But, no tag, nothing. Not sure how much it cost, I decided to check with the nearest sales person.And, 1/2 hour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3344986906639518713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3344986906639518713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3344986906639518713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3344986906639518713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-toy-s500.html' title='My New Toy : S500'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Ro5Rn6w2wjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qHz5woCFXxY/s72-c/s500i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-8425317215630317490</id><published>2007-06-23T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:22:18.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui and His 1st Birthday Cake</title><summary type='text'>Phui's first birthday cake - from this angle of the camera, the cake looks even bigger then Phui Phui ! HehehVital Statics of the cake : Strawberry chiffon                                            Strawberry Cream cheese                                             Whipped Cream                                             Fresh Strawberries                                             **</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8425317215630317490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=8425317215630317490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8425317215630317490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8425317215630317490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/phui-phui-and-his-1st-birthday-cake.html' title='Phui Phui and His 1st Birthday Cake'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Rn03h3RUYaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BfmXxsFwjwA/s72-c/12062007068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1776342337180249242</id><published>2007-06-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:44:09.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "powerful" puppy</title><summary type='text'>That's what my colleague calls Phui Phui. My powerful puppy. We were musing what damage phui can do to my enemies.  But, that's just mean talk - we know better then Phui will never hurt a soul - well, at least, if you've got 2 legs, he'll be more then happy to have you sayang him rather then he chewing a screaming being.Talking about powerful puppies - I met the most ill informed dimwit ever on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1776342337180249242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1776342337180249242' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1776342337180249242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1776342337180249242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-powerful-puppy.html' title='My &quot;powerful&quot; puppy'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5703941255621670337</id><published>2007-06-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:51:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Staffordshire Bull Terrier - The REAL Stories</title><summary type='text'>Yes, these are the news reports and radios that were selectively airing and writing. Feeding the people with ill informed reports. Where was the depth of information that will educate the general public on attacks from dogs. Isn't it an irony where these entities fail to educate proper information, thus, resulting in such breeds, or, pets in general to be ill treated, abused and neglected. Are we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5703941255621670337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5703941255621670337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5703941255621670337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5703941255621670337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/ode-to-staffordshire-bull-terrier-real.html' title='Ode to Staffordshire Bull Terrier - The REAL Stories'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-4868607888758110875</id><published>2007-06-13T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:14:03.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY PHUI PHUI</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday little boy! Well, I'm late in blogging it. (",) Been too busy celebrating this milestone event for little phui.PD and I had taken leave from office to spend this important day with our little boy. His finally 1 year old. And, PD and I have never regretted bringing him home. Well, maybe PD in the initial first weeks. But, its difficult for PD to give him up anymore I'm sure. (",)We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4868607888758110875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4868607888758110875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4868607888758110875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4868607888758110875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-phui-phui.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY PHUI PHUI'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RnXp8XRUYXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cXt37hZfWkM/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-3702403949051744168</id><published>2007-06-11T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:16:48.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dreadful People we meet at Sentosa</title><summary type='text'>Sadly, phui wasn't very welcome by those chao-ang-mohs. [call me racists... maybe I am? Hmmmm...] They are worse then our home grown, overly protective, overly cautious Singaporeans. Generally, small dog owners are frightful of phui phui - that I can understand. Phui plays pretty rough - and having these little ones play with him may be sucidal in a their logical minds. Phui for one thing weights</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3702403949051744168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3702403949051744168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3702403949051744168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3702403949051744168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/dreadful-people-we-meet-at-sentosa.html' title='The Dreadful People we meet at Sentosa'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-7257621301899842208</id><published>2007-06-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:27:39.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Phui's Activities</title><summary type='text'>Hehhe - guess what phui phui's doing - hopping around with his yellow plastic ball... so cute hor.... But, its a ritual he needs to go through to...... ..... .... ...... YES!!! Pooping - he has to do this crazy dance before he starts to squat like a weird little lump, all crouched up. Notice how straight his tail is ? Machiam gek-sai.... so funny.. hahahhaha... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7257621301899842208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=7257621301899842208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7257621301899842208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7257621301899842208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-phuis-activities.html' title='Little Phui&apos;s Activities'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1453321791153713843</id><published>2007-06-04T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:04:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSS</title><summary type='text'>Hello snippies. Manage to meet up a girlfren of mine for 2 very important activity during the weekend. 1) Catch up2) LOADs of shopping without PD. hahahha.. We met up pretty late in the evening - thank goodness there's late night shopping these days. The GSS wasn't so bad... hmm... maybe it is, just that I hadn't been shopping for the longest time. So, its deprivation, not good sale. hahhaha. Got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1453321791153713843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1453321791153713843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1453321791153713843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1453321791153713843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/gss.html' title='GSS'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RmNy8kLGJlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HRNYVxHL2ZY/s72-c/nydc+bully.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-2445706119300017565</id><published>2007-06-01T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:26:53.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui's oldest and youngest pictures</title><summary type='text'>This is little phui - i can't remember if i've loaded this in before - but, I'm going to post it here again because, I simply adore this picture (",) Doesn't he look adorable? Heheheh.... Here's how the little one have evolved to be.... Very handsome hor... hehehhe... He looks a little skinny in this picture somehow... Hope and pray that he'll grow broader. (",) My little phui phui --- so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2445706119300017565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=2445706119300017565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/2445706119300017565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/2445706119300017565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/06/phuis-oldest-and-youngest-pictures.html' title='Phui&apos;s oldest and youngest pictures'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Rl-eGkLGJjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oScu490u46g/s72-c/DSC00745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-6663713865243402033</id><published>2007-05-22T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:37:18.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories that make you cry.</title><summary type='text'>PD showed me a You-Tube video clip on dogs. It touched my heart and it made me cry. The loyalty and the unwavering love of our four-legged fren is definately powerful. It made me cry to know that despite their love for us, there are so many owners out there who still mistreat their dogs or have a mind of throwing them out as they have become an inconvenience.I read an article before - treat pets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6663713865243402033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6663713865243402033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6663713865243402033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6663713865243402033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/05/stories-that-make-you-cry.html' title='Stories that make you cry.'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-9173356037118428013</id><published>2007-05-21T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:25:45.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><summary type='text'>Hmmmm... I'm not too certain if I should blog this. But strangely, I seem to be affected by it. And, it made my convictions on not going back to church even stronger.********************************************************************************Alright, it sounded a little bleak - my overview of what happen - but I have to admit that it serves as a really good deterent for me.I was contemplating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9173356037118428013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=9173356037118428013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9173356037118428013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9173356037118428013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/05/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-150506726718858055</id><published>2007-05-18T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:20:08.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casualty of Phui Phui</title><summary type='text'>Poor Phui was home alone for the longest time yesterday - from 8:30 am in the morning till 5 min to 7 in the evening. A good 11hours on his own... Poor baby. When I got home, i found an overly excited Phui at the door, wagging his tail. He was sooo happy - his ears went down flat on his head and he stood on his hind legs with his front paws together at the front.His ecstatic!He quickly pawed at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/150506726718858055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=150506726718858055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/150506726718858055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/150506726718858055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/05/casualty-of-phui-phui.html' title='Casualty of Phui Phui'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-7787860195215900313</id><published>2007-05-14T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T17:25:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing the Dragon - The Life Story of Jackie Pullenger</title><summary type='text'>I've read the book Chasing the Dragon by Jackie Pullenger - the one book that inspired my life and worked out the stoniness from the compassion within me. [well, its not exactly true that i've got loads more of compassion for another being compared to the rest of my peers of course] It is an autobiography of a young english lady who went to Hong Kong in the 60s with only $100 HK dollars in her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7787860195215900313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=7787860195215900313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7787860195215900313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7787860195215900313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/05/chasing-dragon-life-story-of-jackie.html' title='Chasing the Dragon - The Life Story of Jackie Pullenger'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5414587515868016895</id><published>2007-05-04T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T10:41:59.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably the Worst Day of Phui Phui's Life</title><summary type='text'>Poor little phui does have the worst day of his life - and his not even 1 year old yet - poor darling.It was that faithful day - the day where PD and I went back to work. He's his usual naughty self, pulling dirty clothes out of the laundry to play with. Either that or, pulling out clean clothes out of the wardrobe to build a nest. We rationalise that he misses us, so, wanted our scent next to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5414587515868016895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5414587515868016895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5414587515868016895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5414587515868016895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/05/probably-worst-day-of-phui-phuis-life.html' title='Probably the Worst Day of Phui Phui&apos;s Life'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1984985845509177306</id><published>2007-04-22T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T10:51:15.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui's Early Day Arising</title><summary type='text'>A grumpy start to an early day - Here's a clip on phui being woken up too early in the morning on a weekend. He gets frustrated and grumpy ..... .....He's his cute chirpy self after his awake and ready to go... (",) thank goodness. Hopefully, phui finds his early morning arising is well worth his sacrifice of his beauty sleep.Here's Phui standing with daddy trying to pose like a show dog. (",) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1984985845509177306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1984985845509177306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1984985845509177306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1984985845509177306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/04/phuis-grumpy-nature.html' title='Phui&apos;s Early Day Arising'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Rirdc0Itt9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0GswSfGb50k/s72-c/01042007017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1247716614945592848</id><published>2007-04-19T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:55:21.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time Snippet</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1247716614945592848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1247716614945592848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1247716614945592848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1247716614945592848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/04/bath-time-snippet.html' title='Bath Time Snippet'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-6611001895472200129</id><published>2007-04-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T17:21:54.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathe Time</title><summary type='text'>Nooooooooooooooo....Mummy I don't want to bathe...please-please-please DAMN! Got caught.... I can't move an inch - argggghhhhhh... i hate mummy. HMF!!!!nooooooooo -- mummy. pleeease... don't... prrrrease. DADDY, HELPppppppppppp...... sob sob sob... owww..mummy, paiN-paiN! my ears are soaped! I'm allergic to foam!!!!! I hate bathing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6611001895472200129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6611001895472200129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6611001895472200129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6611001895472200129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/04/bathe-time.html' title='Bathe Time'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/Rkl0ZNj6gcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/U6QP81Qdrko/s72-c/01+-+01042007025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-4771053029261771998</id><published>2007-04-17T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:04:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui's Play-Day with Cousin Corby</title><summary type='text'>This is Corby - Phui Phui's cousin. His older then phui by 2 years old. The picture was taken when he was a little puppy. Isn't he adorable? And like many puppies, they grew up too quickly and his mummy and daddy can't pick him in 1 single swop of the hand anymore. The lovely boy has 2 other siblings who are in turn a year older then him. 2 Salt and Pepper Schnauizers named CoCo and Rascal [who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4771053029261771998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4771053029261771998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4771053029261771998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4771053029261771998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/04/phui-phuis-play-day-with-cousin-corby.html' title='Phui Phui&apos;s Play-Day with Cousin Corby'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RiTFxm1GAhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cnRgXrtUswI/s72-c/DSC00723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-8935099269735146834</id><published>2007-03-31T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:10:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1 of My Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I've got my nails done this noon at the Good Earth. It wasn't planned.. PD and I were at the mall early morning to get this N95. Yes, the new nokia model is just launched today. To our surprise, there was a queue outside SingTel shop. No, there weren't any promotions, and neither were any phones were being given out for free.. nor... were there a 50% or 30% discount off phones. There was... well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8935099269735146834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=8935099269735146834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8935099269735146834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8935099269735146834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/03/part-1-of-my-weekend.html' title='Part 1 of My Weekend'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RhDBJ4yuEaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eQuVmUTKjY/s72-c/Phui+in+Car+boot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-9135279889674845885</id><published>2007-03-30T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:33:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMBUSH!!!</title><summary type='text'>My poor little phui phui got ambushed by a golden retriever last Sunday. He was playing in the doggie-pool with his new found fren, little Niki. She's a puppy samoy that is equally mischevious and hyper active.The result of the ambush : 1 bloody ear and a deep scratch on the forehead.We had to put tac powder on his little ear, but it didn't go away even when we applied it.The bleeding wouldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9135279889674845885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=9135279889674845885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9135279889674845885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/9135279889674845885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/03/ambush.html' title='AMBUSH!!!'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-3192000344892820552</id><published>2007-03-19T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:28:07.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange And Frisky Owners</title><summary type='text'>As again, Phui caused quite a stir again at the dog run yesterday. He was playing innocently with a puppy golden retriever at the pool. Honestly, the only reason why we do allow Phui to play with puppies are that : as his owners, we are confident that he will never use his teeth to play, not even the slightest nip.Phui has played with many a puppy - and the worse he ever did was accidentally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3192000344892820552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3192000344892820552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3192000344892820552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3192000344892820552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/03/strange-but-frisky-owners.html' title='Strange And Frisky Owners'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1083877198899243296</id><published>2007-03-05T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:51:47.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Do Not Phui-Phui Proof the House</title><summary type='text'>The result of PD and me not phui phui proofing the house will result in the following :1. 1 Mac gloss with holes in it and LUST gloss seeping out2. 1 MontBlanc watch strap with phui's dental markings3. 1 gummy gastric capsule4. 1 lost gastric pill out of.  (1 gummy, 1 broken)Sigh.PD and I went out shopping in Bugis - one of our few shopping escapades in town during a weekend. Thinking that Phui </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1083877198899243296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1083877198899243296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1083877198899243296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1083877198899243296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-we-do-not-phui-phui-proof-house.html' title='When We Do Not Phui-Phui Proof the House'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-1748702660075066107</id><published>2007-02-21T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:36:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Hei Fatt Choy</title><summary type='text'>Hi Snippies, Here's wishing all of you a Happy and Prosperous Chinese New Year- From PD, KiN and Phui PhuiAnd... From Phui Phui, only from Phui :Gong Xi Fa Cai, Bak Kua Na Lai!!!Or else... .  I'll bite your hand off when my mummy and daddy are not looking....*sigh* I wish the above was just a fragment of my own imagination, obessessed with my bull terrier, but, unfortunately, its not. Phui boy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1748702660075066107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1748702660075066107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1748702660075066107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1748702660075066107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-hei-fatt-choy.html' title='Gong Hei Fatt Choy'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RdxDH0XkrBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MFcaShk4Q0o/s72-c/DSC00240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-8904717645713654882</id><published>2007-02-13T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T13:37:06.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contactless and The Bak Kua Story</title><summary type='text'>Hello snippies... no contact for the past 1 week since I upgraded my access from User to Administrator on my system. (",) No contact on MSN. Sob. I've been BLOCKED!Sigh.. oh well - not that I have the time to chat anymore really. But occasional "hellos" from friends around do really perk my day.The weekend that just past was a lazy one. We spend a full Saturday out, letting Phui Phui have his run</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8904717645713654882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=8904717645713654882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8904717645713654882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8904717645713654882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-contact-sob.html' title='Contactless and The Bak Kua Story'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-3676577222730003310</id><published>2007-02-02T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:29:30.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><summary type='text'>Thank God its a Friday today. I've been waiting for this day for the entire week. Had a really busy and puke-blood week. Honestly, supporting Pakistan/Bangladesh isn't my cup of tea. I am currently backing up my colleague who is on business trip, and his Pakistani members are such a pain in the butt!They complaint about red taps and why we require that amount of lead time to complete something. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3676577222730003310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3676577222730003310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3676577222730003310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3676577222730003310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5428116873198880574</id><published>2007-01-30T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:01:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scary Water</title><summary type='text'>Phui Phui had a fun time over the weekends, despite leaving his mummy and daddy sore from all the throtting after him, having to drag him off a pretty looking golden retriever and also scooping him out of the water when he gets frantic while swimming in the doggie pool.The weather was cool, and the blue water in the doggie pool looked inviting. Well, more to us, then Phui actually. So, we coax </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5428116873198880574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5428116873198880574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5428116873198880574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5428116873198880574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/01/scary-water.html' title='The Scary Water'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-4771655689758991968</id><published>2007-01-25T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:54:58.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Buy</title><summary type='text'>Hello Snippies...got my package in the mail today.. Yipee! I was soooo excited when I see the package in the mailbox today. Yes, I have taken the risk and got them to send it to me via V-Box rather then registered.Here's the blouse -- (",)Nice ? Well, I love it and didn't regret buying it....And no, this is not a picture of me :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4771655689758991968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4771655689758991968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4771655689758991968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4771655689758991968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-happy-buy.html' title='My Happy Buy'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RbjB59b9KMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wvjHeIMbdrc/s72-c/Shopping+Closet+-+Black+Blouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5547345406633564284</id><published>2007-01-22T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:13:33.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui the Menace.</title><summary type='text'>Like they always say - a picture speaks a thousand words.We came back to a messy home - with little bits of paper littering around the main door. We found out that phui had "custom-checked" PD's work bag and emptied all its contents. We found his blue tooth mouse lying turn-turtle further into the living room area.Most of the litter seen below mainly came from a shredded cardboard box of a mini </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5547345406633564284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5547345406633564284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5547345406633564284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5547345406633564284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/01/phui-phui-menace.html' title='Phui Phui the Menace.'/><author><name>kin</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_SQABjYC8nAg/RbStTVk0VYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tQevNrxB74Y/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-3438834886619152131</id><published>2007-01-20T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T20:38:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New found Indulgence</title><summary type='text'>Hi snippies! Haven't been blogging for quite a long while - have been truly indulgent in my new hobby. On line shopping! (",) I'll be surfing to check out the latest sprees available, either that, or to check out Purse Boutiques. Yummy! Al those lovely bags, and apparels.... come to mummy!!!(",)So far my purhases on line1) Pink dress2) Denim DressThese, I've got them delivered, and have already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3438834886619152131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3438834886619152131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3438834886619152131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3438834886619152131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-found-indulgence.html' title='New found Indulgence'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-1489487792311272061</id><published>2006-12-29T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:29:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Work Day of 2006</title><summary type='text'>It wasn't a good start to the last day of work for year 2006. What a way to end the year - though, I sincerely hope that this sort of events do not carry on to the new year.I'm having a major headache right now. That's the problem when I get angry or upset. I get a terrible headache where I have to lie down to rest and eventually sleep. Strangely, I can sleep for a very long time if something is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1489487792311272061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=1489487792311272061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1489487792311272061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/1489487792311272061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/final-work-day-of-2006.html' title='Final Work Day of 2006'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-6713012209561148414</id><published>2006-12-27T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T11:59:22.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Holidays</title><summary type='text'>The festive mood is weaning ... its pass boxing day. Time to gear up party hats and poopers - loud partying. Alot of hard liqour.The silver, quiet charm Christmas is over. A usual quiet one. I always believe in spending my Christmas holidays with the people I love and care for. Last year, it was solely with PD. This year, I had dinner with my close girlfriends, followed up by a night cap and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6713012209561148414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6713012209561148414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6713012209561148414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6713012209561148414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-holidays.html' title='Christmas Holidays'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-3731010429710967723</id><published>2006-12-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T11:57:12.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story behind Our New Rug</title><summary type='text'>PD and I bought our home a little Christmas present since its the season of giving. (",) The present came in a the form of a rug. And most importantly, we got it for a real steal. Honestly, I am really proud of ourselves. From the CARPARK FULL episode to making the purchase.PD and I decided to be sucidal and got into our heads that we need to go down to COURTs. That mega store.. Yes, the one in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3731010429710967723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3731010429710967723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3731010429710967723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3731010429710967723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/story-behind-our-new-rug.html' title='The Story behind Our New Rug'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-4984701452214731661</id><published>2006-12-20T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:27:28.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui causing flood disaster</title><summary type='text'>I got an sms coming in at around 2pm."Phui Phui has just plucked off the rubber hose of the washing machine, and the water has flowed out and covered the entire kitchen. I'm cleaning up now"That's a message from my mummy - aka - phui phui's mah-mah and care giver.I had reports the whole morning on his mischief.1) He bit off the tip of his toy in the shape of keys - my mum has taken it away from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4984701452214731661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4984701452214731661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4984701452214731661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4984701452214731661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/phui-phui-causing-flood-disaster.html' title='Phui Phui causing flood disaster'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-3155110907262980764</id><published>2006-12-18T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:20:55.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing My Little Boy</title><summary type='text'>Its been over 2 weeks since my absence  from work. Yes, it was a very long block leave - yipee! But it all end too soon..And, its been rather strange without having a white furry body curling around my legs or lap. Hmmm... I miss my little Phui Phui. I'm so use to having a little white puppy - everytime I turn to my right... or my left... or, when i look back... or when i walk forward... His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3155110907262980764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3155110907262980764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3155110907262980764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3155110907262980764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/missing-my-little-boy.html' title='Missing My Little Boy'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-4121065306106569569</id><published>2006-12-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:20:45.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Good to know indeed</title><summary type='text'>My previous outbursts and grunts have caused a little unsettled feelings within me the past couple of days. I was worried - I could be the only person whose feeling that, and that mean.... GASP! Noooo.. it can't be.An sms from a very close friend of mine reassured me that she's been lending a listening ear, sometimes, a shoulder to her friends who have recently tied the knot. The "guru"counselled</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4121065306106569569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4121065306106569569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4121065306106569569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4121065306106569569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-is-good-to-know-indeed.html' title='It is Good to know indeed'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-2269607319421456984</id><published>2006-12-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:17:03.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Zipping By Part II</title><summary type='text'>where was I - ah... yes, "reformation". hehe...somehow, not much angry words were exchanged. but, definately, another extra pair of hands to help out. To be fair, i do get the floors mopped and vacum on a weekly basis without me doing it. i was in charge of the nitty-gritty chores like - wipping hand marks on the cabinets, dust off the furniture, cleaning the toilets and sinks. But it seems that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2269607319421456984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=2269607319421456984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/2269607319421456984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/2269607319421456984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-zipping-by-part-ii.html' title='Time Zipping By Part II'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-8029153961469070300</id><published>2006-12-09T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:58:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Zipping By</title><summary type='text'>Hours seem to accelerate when one reaches the tail end of one's annual leave. DAMN! I could get use to such a life. Nevermind the ciggarette fumes meeting my nose trails and eyes at every-3hour interval.Thanks girls for all your support after i decide to winch about married life in my last blog entry. Everything is in order now, and, certainly, dirty cups still stays on overnight, but now, in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8029153961469070300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=8029153961469070300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8029153961469070300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8029153961469070300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-zipping-by.html' title='Time Zipping By'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-8764087526990635844</id><published>2006-12-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T17:05:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritants that got onto my nerves this past week</title><summary type='text'>Peeve #1 :why would anyone have the spare bucks to rush into buying a PDA merely for games, and then complaint about another person spending their money on a $7.90 for a pack of tall glasses in which they need ? Or, for a $49 DIY rack for the bathroom?Its amazing that anyone can 'create-a-scene', after buying the PDA and then refruting to buy the necessary household items.Peeve #2:while fixing up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8764087526990635844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=8764087526990635844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8764087526990635844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/8764087526990635844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/12/irritants-that-got-onto-my-nerves-this.html' title='Irritants that got onto my nerves this past week'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-6578469573867837064</id><published>2006-11-28T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:31:52.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cycle of Worries vs Counting Your Blessings</title><summary type='text'>Incidentally, after Sunday Service on Being Happy -- Enjoying Life, a close friend of mine and myself embarked on an email conversation on how life is full of worries. (No, this friend did not attend the same service as me)We joked on Sunday that service was similar to a motivation talk and pastor did laughed about it. Then, he went on to show examples of Jesus's mundane life. As such - we always</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6578469573867837064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6578469573867837064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6578469573867837064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6578469573867837064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/cycle-of-worries-vs-counting-your.html' title='The Cycle of Worries vs Counting Your Blessings'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-3038375403880718795</id><published>2006-11-27T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:31:54.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui gets ready for Primary 1</title><summary type='text'>Phui Phui was at orientation camp yesterday -- and his peers, 1 malamute and 2 other huskies. Small class. (",) But, his playing very well with the 2 huskies. The malamute was out of bounds as both Phui boy and him are territorial creatures. So, a big no-no.Most part of the orientation, Phui was having fun either strutting his stuff (because he thinks his the most adorable creature there), or, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3038375403880718795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=3038375403880718795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3038375403880718795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/3038375403880718795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/phui-phui-gets-ready-for-primary-1.html' title='Phui Phui gets ready for Primary 1'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-5500249509358327455</id><published>2006-11-22T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:02:00.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Phui Phui's Daddy retires</title><summary type='text'>We were discussing about the possibility of Pd having an early retirment. It would be nice to have someone around the house to look after Phui Phui, to play with him and watch over him.But then again, we realise that its only what WE think he'll think.Phui may jolly well hate that idea. He'll probably go -- DAMBQI will have to under the same roof as daddy for a full 24-hours a day! That means, no</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5500249509358327455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=5500249509358327455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5500249509358327455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/5500249509358327455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-phui-phui-daddy-retires.html' title='If Phui Phui&apos;s Daddy retires'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-6853723998008253679</id><published>2006-11-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:49:57.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle between Phui Boy and Daddy</title><summary type='text'>The battle begin.Lets just put it that Momoo, aka, Phui Phui's Daddy(Pd), loved his new piece of furniture, courtesy of his wonder, fabulous and absoluately generous partner.... *drum roll* ME ! (",)However, Pd isn't the only one who took interest and favour in the new addition. Phui boy immediately fell in love with it the minute he saw it walk through the door of his 'castle'.He inspected it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6853723998008253679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=6853723998008253679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6853723998008253679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/6853723998008253679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/battle-between-phui-boy-and-daddy.html' title='Battle between Phui Boy and Daddy'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-7567927055645856885</id><published>2006-11-14T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:12:57.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new addition</title><summary type='text'>Hello all - its been a good day of cruising along in work. Coupled with pleasant phone conversations and emails throughout the day with members. Goodie. Goodie.Things are so much quieter now since Christmas is around the corner.Mmmmm... christmas, my favourite time of the year. Somehow, Christmas has a magical feel in the whole festivity. I looooove Christmas. I don't usually get alot of presents</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7567927055645856885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=7567927055645856885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7567927055645856885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/7567927055645856885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-addition.html' title='The new addition'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-4507237610284902914</id><published>2006-11-13T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:30:35.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change of Heart</title><summary type='text'>Was seriously contemplating if I should change my blogskin - again. Pretty sick of that green shade. I've been trying to do something fancy, but just never really got round to doing that. Its shameful that my profession revolves around computers, networks and ecommerce. HA! But honestly, I'm not about to wind up at home, back in front of a pc, doing up my blog skin - especially after 8 hours of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4507237610284902914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=4507237610284902914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4507237610284902914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/4507237610284902914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/change-of-heart.html' title='A Change of Heart'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-116313869555023425</id><published>2006-11-10T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:44.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Look</title><summary type='text'>Helo all -  I have got all the pictures of my little precious boy loaded into my system. FINALLY! Whew!DAY ONE  - where we got little Pui Pui :  his sooooooooo tiny! notice the little marks on his cheek. Those are fungus. poor boy,  he got that from the pet shop. Also, that mark on his snot - he bore that during a fight with his brother, Patch. Naughty!Hahaha.... (below pic)  his looking really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/116313869555023425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=116313869555023425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116313869555023425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116313869555023425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/puppy-look.html' title='Puppy Look'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-116295708633852032</id><published>2006-11-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:44.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment of Truth about Frustration</title><summary type='text'>hello all! Strangely, the frustration that i had weeks ago has dissolved. The exasperation that I felt having week in and week out rotting at home on the pretext that Phui boy cannot be left alone was was slowly eating into my bones. A little at a time. Well, and thank goodness, it sort of stopped. For now. Hopefully for good.I haven't been out shopping at all for a really long time. Even the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/116295708633852032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=116295708633852032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116295708633852032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116295708633852032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/11/moment-of-truth-about-frustration.html' title='The Moment of Truth about Frustration'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-116194156186636369</id><published>2006-10-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:44.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend is Here Again</title><summary type='text'>Hi Pickmis, it is the weekends again - whoopie - i had a 1-day work week today. I was stuck at home the whole week looking after Momoo because his fallen ill. Damn that idiot who has passed on the bug.I do feel a little osmosis of virus coming through - but loads of honey water, panaldo, flu tablets and the works. It started last night after dinner... But, I'm feeling so so so so much better now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/116194156186636369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=116194156186636369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116194156186636369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116194156186636369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-is-here-again.html' title='The Weekend is Here Again'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-116073108353632736</id><published>2006-10-13T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:43.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Updates .... Part 2 The good stuff</title><summary type='text'>A good day to talk about happy things. Yes, its my favourite day of the week. Its everyone's favourite day of the week. (",)Good stuff to talk about... hmm... well, for one, I am glad that I am home to my little phui phui and Momoo. I am happy to be back at home - althought I still have to do housekeeping, wipe after little phui, I am happy.Yesterday was Phui's 4th monniversary... yipee! his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/116073108353632736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=116073108353632736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116073108353632736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116073108353632736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/10/lots-of-updates-part-2-good-stuff.html' title='Lots of Updates .... Part 2 The good stuff'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-116047494145722176</id><published>2006-10-10T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:43.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Updates .... Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I'll start with the horrible things that had happen over the time when I'm away.... Hmm.. we'll start with the extremely tiring and energy zapping trip I had in Vietnam.It was a back-to-back meetings plus 1/2 a day conference with loads of stress. The typhoon from Philippines that hit Dananeng, central Vietnam was causing quite a stir. Even by having it more then 100miles away from Saigon, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/116047494145722176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=116047494145722176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116047494145722176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/116047494145722176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/10/lots-of-updates-part-1.html' title='Lots of Updates .... Part 1'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115941140235114608</id><published>2006-09-28T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:43.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phui Phui</title><summary type='text'>Here's how little phui phui looks like. :)I've got 10 million pics that I've taken. Plus video clips of doing naughty things like biting curtains and cushions and furniture. He has since graduated with a first class honors on that and have gone on to plug heads. Which is a big NO-NO. Have to watch him like a hawk now - I wouldn't want to come home to find my precious little baby being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115941140235114608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115941140235114608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115941140235114608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115941140235114608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/phui-phui.html' title='Phui Phui'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115924177448628006</id><published>2006-09-26T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:43.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dino loses its battle to little phui</title><summary type='text'>Morning update :sigh... the dinosaur has lost its edge on our little, playful little phui phui. his being bulldozed and biten and the neck. dragged from one end of the room to the other end. Phui will try to topple him, and then make him send on all his four snubby green legs again.Its extremely entertaining to watch that little rascal play actually. Its amazing the way he puts the toy dinosaur </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115924177448628006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115924177448628006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115924177448628006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115924177448628006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/dino-loses-its-battle-to-little-phui.html' title='The Dino loses its battle to little phui'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115917327306665690</id><published>2006-09-25T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:42.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the Dino Wins</title><summary type='text'>Phui Phui's hidding from his brand new toy - its a toy dinosaur which makes screeching noise. His so afraid of it that he hops back and forth in front of the plastic toy ever so often. He tries to push it, poke it and sniff at it. But strangely, even though the toy remain all so still, he is still worried that the dinosaur will become alive and snip him on his little mouth... ..This was exactly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115917327306665690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115917327306665690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115917327306665690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115917327306665690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-dino-wins.html' title='Finally the Dino Wins'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-115864656755389342</id><published>2006-09-19T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:42.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Update  - an addition to the family</title><summary type='text'>I have made some decisions to my blog. I have to be honest that it hasn't been a great effort put in - a short 5-min slip-shot task, with intermittent shopping in progress.Have been tied up with a little addition to our new family. He loves playing with laundry poles excessively. He burps like a grown man and farts like his taken 3-tonn load of milk and eggs. YIKES... All of that coming in a 3-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115864656755389342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115864656755389342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115864656755389342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115864656755389342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-update-addition-to-family.html' title='More Update  - an addition to the family'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115768344784156138</id><published>2006-09-08T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:42.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Star Search of 2006</title><summary type='text'>"..... so what advise would you give to the Idol finalists ?" Gurmit Singh, aka, the screamer, asks the panting Rei-En after her "spectacular" performance...she blabbered on some thing that neither momoo nor me were listening, because we were coming up with some that she should actually be saying.for 1 ) you've seen that display of a performance.. That, itself. NEVER do that.2) Do not crinch your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115768344784156138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115768344784156138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115768344784156138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115768344784156138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/star-search-of-2006.html' title='The Star Search of 2006'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-115752267248136014</id><published>2006-09-06T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:42.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Week Wednesday Snipplets.</title><summary type='text'>feeling absoluately listless... I've been feeling that way since 2 weeks ago - just no motivation to work anymore.11:30am------------------------------------------Back at my desk - feeling more alive definately - after my teh-ci-ka-ci-peng... yes, definately a lengthy name for a drink. Essentially, its just tea with extra milk and of course, ice!For such a hot day -- its the perfect drink.Feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115752267248136014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115752267248136014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115752267248136014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115752267248136014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/mid-week-wednesday-snipplets.html' title='Mid Week Wednesday Snipplets.'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115735120251522173</id><published>2006-09-04T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog faces and what nots</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking of it -- yes, very much about it laterly... too much of it actually.... should I ? Could I ? Maybe I should ? Maybe I shouldn't ... hmm... do I really have the time to do it ?Yes, I am contemplating if I should revamp my blog - honestly, its been having this face for more then 2 years? And, its high time to change -- looking kinda of boring if I might add. Its got well close to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115735120251522173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115735120251522173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115735120251522173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115735120251522173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-faces-and-what-nots.html' title='Blog faces and what nots'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115617044922309803</id><published>2006-08-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated B-day Singapore</title><summary type='text'>Sinapore turned 41 this year - tonnes of sales at the mall were mimicking Singapore. I didn't take advantage of that though. Most of the time was spend cleaning and keeping house. No complaints though - such chores are taken in stride with gladness and excitment.And guess what butons - I cooked! yes, a pretty decent meal too, I might add. Momoo's proud of me ... me too... *smirk*But honestly, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115617044922309803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115617044922309803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115617044922309803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115617044922309803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-belated-b-day-singapore.html' title='Happy Belated B-day Singapore'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-115502769254687396</id><published>2006-08-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helloww little ones...</title><summary type='text'>Hi all,its been a long time since I've blogged anything. Blame it on the very busy traveling schedule - the numerous To-DO list when one's getting a place of her own. And with the crazy work schedule. Yes, that sums it all - I've been busy with all these.Hmm... much to update since I last logged in.First, I visited n Vietnam for business. I wish I was on a holiday. That place is loooovely. (",) I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115502769254687396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115502769254687396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115502769254687396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115502769254687396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/08/helloww-little-ones.html' title='Helloww little ones...'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-115038056236374077</id><published>2006-06-15T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Foot Ball</title><summary type='text'>The World Cup has started for about a week and so far, I've caught about 3 to 4 matches. But, for most times, I'm challenged with trying to stay awake for the full 90min + half time. Y es, half time is usually quite tough to survive. Especially when there's work the next day.Hubby watches almost all 9pm matches, but rarely the later ones - why? because, it keeps me awake while he watches - so, he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/115038056236374077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=115038056236374077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115038056236374077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/115038056236374077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/global-foot-ball.html' title='Global Foot Ball'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114984613961709967</id><published>2006-06-09T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><summary type='text'>hi all - been trying to blog since the last time I did. Wanted to update on the thoughts that ran through my head after watchin da vinci.... and the various updates that I have my new home... its all so very exciting - but i just don't seem to be able to blog.soooo...above are a couple of liners to keep you guys in the loop of things, and I do hope I'll get the opportunity to be up to speed on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114984613961709967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114984613961709967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114984613961709967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114984613961709967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/06/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114898573567793905</id><published>2006-05-30T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Long Running of Absence</title><summary type='text'>sorry guys, for the eternal long absence of no updates.I do see jean's comments in my previous post. Thanks girl.. and it is true.. it is sad that lil bomb isn't blogging anymore. Any idea why ? *sigh* I do agree that blogging is an excellent way of coming up to speed on whats going on in that someone's life. Its a great way for updates... But, i do have to admit that its quite a challenge to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114898573567793905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114898573567793905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114898573567793905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114898573567793905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-long-running-of-absence.html' title='Another Long Running of Absence'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114615339427023657</id><published>2006-04-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacccck in the Blogging Game...</title><summary type='text'>Hello folks - its been ever so long since the last time I pop over into this site. Work and life have been a swirl of time consuming events.. BUT.. definately incredible moments. Two most important aspects in my life now - WORK and FAMILY. Obviously, FAMILY takes precedence in all forms then 1... despite being considered first in written structure. To rectify that -Two most important aspects in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114615339427023657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114615339427023657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114615339427023657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114615339427023657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/04/bacccck-in-blogging-game.html' title='Bacccck in the Blogging Game...'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-114319312060725964</id><published>2006-03-24T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:40.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mousse-fi-cent</title><summary type='text'>Most people swear by expensive make up - from Estee Lauder to Elizabeth Arden.. Christian Doir to Channel.. Clarins to Biotherm.... Mac - Shu Umera - Kose... the list goes on... I had that idea too - EXPENSIVE MAKEUP = GOOD MAKEUP = DO NOT SPOIL SKIN/COMPLEXION THAT EASILY.Well.. the truth couldn't be the furthestI've tried the brand new (probably not that brand new now) Dream Matt Mousse.. Its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114319312060725964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114319312060725964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114319312060725964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114319312060725964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/mousse-fi-cent.html' title='Mousse-fi-cent'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-114280727299096308</id><published>2006-03-20T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid March</title><summary type='text'>good morning everyone  - its already mid march, and I'm in office at this hour. Time check : quarter past 6. Well, i guess being 1 month into this "shift" work has somehow made my soul, mind and body numbed. I am tired, yes. But, I guess there's no more complaints from me - whatever said has been stated, whatever kicking and screaming has been demonstrated. I'm not going to be here forever if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114280727299096308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114280727299096308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114280727299096308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114280727299096308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/mid-march.html' title='Mid March'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114159968744153707</id><published>2006-03-06T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:40.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Feb till today, 6th Mar</title><summary type='text'>Alright, its not a full month yet... it almost feels like a full month doing such crappy timing. I was about to apologise to you folks for all the grippling from blog entry to the next... but, I reckon I will not. This is my blog - I blog what I like - its a place for me to vent my anger, my frustration. To whine as much as I want. I don't expect a 2,000 hits a day blog. Not even 50 I would say. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114159968744153707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114159968744153707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114159968744153707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114159968744153707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/12th-feb-till-today-6th-mar.html' title='12th Feb till today, 6th Mar'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114125061320264757</id><published>2006-03-02T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its past the end of the Month</title><summary type='text'>Its already the 2nd day of March, and I am still blogging at such unearthly hours.. in office... I guess the gauge I gave myself till the end of the month just extended. Apparently whatever went about the new country allocation was effective only for 1/2 a day, and it was reverted back to status-quo. There'll be more reshuffling to be done.I have already voice out my concerns. I guess, I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114125061320264757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114125061320264757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114125061320264757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114125061320264757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-past-end-of-month.html' title='Its past the end of the Month'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114047451291738947</id><published>2006-02-21T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank The Lord - It is a Glimmer of Hope</title><summary type='text'>I would think I will be having good news to announce to all of you out here... (",) But, I can't disclose the matter as yet. Its in regards to the "inhumane" hours that I have been subjected to for the past weeks.Cabin, thanks for the encouragement. Knowing a peer out there suffering the same fate does strangely help to sooth the frustration that I am having. Hmm... I guess, touching on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114047451291738947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114047451291738947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114047451291738947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114047451291738947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/thank-lord-it-is-glimmer-of-hope.html' title='Thank The Lord - It is a Glimmer of Hope'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-114004607388275102</id><published>2006-02-16T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th Day of Unorthodox Living</title><summary type='text'>I miss being normal - getting up for work at half past 7, getting on the train. Heck! Even the peak hour work crowd will be a welcome sight. I miss going back late at 10pm at night, plong in front of the tele, watching CSI till midnight, and not worrying that I wouldn't be able to wake up for the day's work tomorrow.I do miss those little minute mundane in an everyday work life. Yes, its a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/114004607388275102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=114004607388275102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114004607388275102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/114004607388275102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/4th-day-of-unorthodox-living.html' title='The 4th Day of Unorthodox Living'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113978348570423127</id><published>2006-02-13T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In an Unearthly Hour</title><summary type='text'>hello everyone.....I've been in office for past an hour now... and its 6:30 am. Yes. You have got it right. Its half past 6... Early - early - early. Its ridiculous being stuck on this timing, no, I'm not on an operator's shift work, no, I am not in network operations team, and, no, I am not part of the call centre group. My portfolio is a consultant, and why am I, up at freaking 5:30 am, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113978348570423127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113978348570423127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113978348570423127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113978348570423127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-in-unearthly-hour.html' title='Back In an Unearthly Hour'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113944234389997164</id><published>2006-02-09T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Major Cities in 4days - Cool Hotel!</title><summary type='text'>I have been alternating time zones for the past 4 days. Its tiring.I was in Melbourne on Monday. Its extremely windy over there. Not to mention I saw blue trees outside the hotel lobby! Cool! Its lovely, not to mention, a little on an alien-y look. It does look weird, but, somehow an element of haunting beauty seems to draw one's attention to it.The hotel room I stayed in was - WOW! - It had all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113944234389997164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113944234389997164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113944234389997164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113944234389997164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/3-major-cities-in-4days-cool-hotel.html' title='3 Major Cities in 4days - Cool Hotel!'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113893433094278939</id><published>2006-02-03T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:39.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IGNORANCE is Bliss. HAPPINESS is a choice</title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone,I am taking the banner of IGNORANCE from now on wards. Why ? Because, I have learn that ignoring and not bothering is the key to happiness. (",) I guess all of us can never truly be free from unreasonable and nasty people be it at work, play and yes, even within our own haven - our family. It seems for the first time that escaping and fleeing makes perfect sense. Indeed, when it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113893433094278939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113893433094278939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113893433094278939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113893433094278939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/ignorance-is-bliss-happiness-is-choice.html' title='IGNORANCE is Bliss. HAPPINESS is a choice'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113876679367315163</id><published>2006-02-01T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:38.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Day of Chinese New Year</title><summary type='text'>I was late for work today. I'm hardly late for work since my company made the big move to the far east. Use to be late for work when we were in Raffles Place... Hehe... strange, because, my home is actually nearer to town, as compared to SingPost. Oh well.. one of the unexplainable things that happen in life.That aside, GONG XI FA CAI. Sheng ti jian kan, wan si ru yi....This year's Chinese New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113876679367315163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113876679367315163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113876679367315163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113876679367315163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/02/4th-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title='4th Day of Chinese New Year'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113815629873227470</id><published>2006-01-25T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:38.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Early Bird Speaking</title><summary type='text'>:)that sums up about everything I am feeling now. the storm has pass and the rainbow's out. Haven't been blogging though cause I'm feeling pretty tired lately. The new structure is out, and my portfolio is firm up. I remain status-co, supportimg Australia and New Zealand. Just additional responsibilities. I have to manage the entire country now instead of just individual project implementation. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113815629873227470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113815629873227470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113815629873227470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113815629873227470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/future-early-bird-speaking.html' title='Future Early Bird Speaking'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113774346655782869</id><published>2006-01-20T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:38.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises are meant to be Broken</title><summary type='text'>Or is it not ?I have recently got into very big trouble, when I made a promise that I couldn't deliver. I broke it, not out of frivolousness, but rather, I was in a situation where I couldn't escape, but break that promise.I made a promise to someone dear, and I broke it. Not because I wanted to, but I was left with no choice. If only that someone knew what my situation was then. It is true, that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113774346655782869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113774346655782869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113774346655782869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113774346655782869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/promises-are-meant-to-be-broken.html' title='Promises are meant to be Broken'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113739792878658942</id><published>2006-01-16T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Inputs</title><summary type='text'>I've been trying to put something down in fonts for the longest time today. I logged into Blogspot edit and was at this blank screen for almost an hour before I closed this window to make space for other proggies. Phone calls just came in and I'm on parrot-mode for the rest of the morning.Have you ever been through repeat modes ? Most of us have... .. but, it really do seem like a large portion </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113739792878658942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113739792878658942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113739792878658942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113739792878658942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-inputs.html' title='Random Inputs'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113705590239915813</id><published>2006-01-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:37.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Join Everyone Else in Curly-Whirly-World</title><summary type='text'>I've been too excited about what happen the past couple of days that I missed out blogging about hopping on the band-wagon and joining everyone else in the Curly-Whirly-World of pretty ladies. (",)To the ladies out there who has gotten their hair curled, kudos to you!*bring-out-Champaign-and-strawberries*I reckon all the serum, hair-mousse, crunching of hair, twirling of hair ... etc..etc..etc.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113705590239915813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113705590239915813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113705590239915813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113705590239915813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/lets-join-everyone-else-in-curly.html' title='Lets Join Everyone Else in Curly-Whirly-World'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113694226458924159</id><published>2006-01-10T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:37.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blink Saga</title><summary type='text'>Ever since I grew up... that includes me stepping into the working world and having the means to buy myself needs-and-wants, including jewellery, it never occur to me that diamonds are pretty. Somehow everytime I pass by jewellery stores, diamonds didn't seem to catch my eye. There were so may other things that did. Usually, a pair of shoes, a bag, would most likely be the candidate in catching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113694226458924159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113694226458924159' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113694226458924159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113694226458924159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/blink-saga.html' title='The Blink Saga'/><author><name>kin</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113681847892362585</id><published>2006-01-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:37.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*BLINK* YIPEEEEE.. EEEE... EEEEE</title><summary type='text'>Yipee! Happy - Happy - Happy Birthday to me! I've got an early birthday surprise this year..One from my darling sweet loving K. *whew!*Was in the shower room and trying to get my new hairdo cleaned out from the 8-hour hairfix goo...After light-years of cleaning, moisturing and more cleaning .. I was out of the shower room... it is no fun being a girl sometimes, too much time in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113681847892362585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113681847892362585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113681847892362585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113681847892362585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/blink-yipeeeee-eeee-eeeee.html' title='*BLINK* YIPEEEEE.. EEEE... EEEEE'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113678560452828237</id><published>2006-01-09T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:36.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go AWAY</title><summary type='text'>Its been raining for a consecutive 3 days. Pretty chilly both outdoors and indoors, but thankfully, the rain gives leeway to too less humidity and cooler temperatures. However, the heavy rains do hindered more then a plan or two.It was literally pouring over the weekends. But I did manage to get down town to do a bit of shopping and yesh! I manage to get a new hairdo too! For 20-06. A new year, a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113678560452828237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113678560452828237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113678560452828237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113678560452828237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go AWAY'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113626928802945933</id><published>2006-01-03T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:36.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2006!!!</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year! Its another brand new year... seems like time is passing faster compared to the time when i was just 14 years old. Strange isn't it - is it because time well used, equals fleeting time ? Hmm.... How can well invested time be fleeting then - well invested things aren't suppose to be fleeting. It is suppose to be lasting, and impressionable.Oh well - sprouting nonsensical stuff </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113626928802945933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113626928802945933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113626928802945933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113626928802945933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-2006.html' title='Happy 2006!!!'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113576108842584349</id><published>2005-12-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Presents be Passe ? Can Presents be "Useless"?</title><summary type='text'>Was chanel surfing the other day, and chanced upon the news, yes, I don't watch Ch5 news that much.. I did thought all news was switched to Ch6-CNA ? But oh well... now I know.. but I can't remember the time that is telecasted (grammar?) though. Oh, Nevermind.Anyway, they were interviewing the man on the street, question posted : What Christmas Gifts are out-dated???? Can you believe such a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113576108842584349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113576108842584349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113576108842584349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113576108842584349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/can-presents-be-passe-can-presents-be.html' title='Can Presents be Passe ? Can Presents be &quot;Useless&quot;?'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113565287853020724</id><published>2005-12-27T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:36.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Day of Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone. Yes, it is the 3rd day of christmas today. In case anyone out there who doesn't know that - there's 12-days to Christmas. So, technically, its still Christmas now. Whew!I love this time of the year. Not just the presents, but rather, the nice thought of the year is winding to an end, and everything in the corporate world somehow slows down for the season. And, its lovely</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113565287853020724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113565287853020724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113565287853020724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113565287853020724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/3rd-day-of-christmas.html' title='3rd Day of Christmas'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113469643238401497</id><published>2005-12-16T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spin off From another Blog - Fairy Tales ?</title><summary type='text'>Was reading a blog today, the blogger was sighting that Fairy Tales equate to Airy Tales. Its sad to don on such a perspective about childhood. That it mean nothing. Her childhood's probably fine, but sometimes, certain things happen later in life to cause us to pick on the less-perfect things out of our childhood. Most of us, if not all of us, have certain things in our childhood that has cause </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113469643238401497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113469643238401497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113469643238401497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113469643238401497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/spin-off-from-another-blog-fairy-tales.html' title='A Spin off From another Blog - Fairy Tales ?'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113460965434215112</id><published>2005-12-14T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:35.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passing of Common Sense</title><summary type='text'>I received tis from an email a couple of weeks back from a friend. I read it, and felt the esscence of truth overwhelming. How the simplistic nature of things turned to a blind eye to many. Common Sense has lost its place in our modern days.. slowly disappearing and fading away. Its a wonder that we, as a society has grew intelligent in science, math and every other subject that has helped us to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113460965434215112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113460965434215112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113460965434215112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113460965434215112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/passing-of-common-sense.html' title='The Passing of Common Sense'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113453236185149048</id><published>2005-12-13T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:35.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its another week again</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys, its another week again. I was on leave on Monday, scouting around town for any worthy purchases that I can make. Alas, there was none. Well, next to none that is. I did get down to buying 3 pairs of shoes. But, it does seems that clothes these days doesn't appeal to me. I honestly can't think why. I use to manage to get heaps of clothes when i go shopping. But not this time. sigh.... I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113453236185149048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113453236185149048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113453236185149048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113453236185149048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-another-week-again.html' title='Its another week again'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113412107678320493</id><published>2005-12-09T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:34.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliving The Childhood in Star Dust and Fairy Tales</title><summary type='text'>Its at end of the work week once again.. yipee! *excited* whoopie! I don't really have any exciting activity planned later in the evening, except to catch Harry Potter. I'm a little lagging in catching the "hottest" shows in town, yes. But then again, who cares! Its a movie booking frenzy today - I booked Harry Potter for tonight, Aeon Flux for tomorrow afternoon and Chronicles of Narnia for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113412107678320493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113412107678320493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113412107678320493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113412107678320493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/reliving-childhood-in-star-dust-and.html' title='Reliving The Childhood in Star Dust and Fairy Tales'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113385887507528199</id><published>2005-12-06T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:34.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee &amp; Toast</title><summary type='text'>Coffee and Toast has arrived at the doorstep of my office - ever nearer then before. (",) Wonderful. It has been awhile since I've drunk anything from there. The last time was the time before I embarked on that strenous trip down under. That could be more then 4months ago. Coffee and Toast has been very much of my daily routine since I started with my current employer, and that was the beginning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113385887507528199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113385887507528199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113385887507528199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113385887507528199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/coffee-toast.html' title='Coffee &amp; Toast'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113349610179812052</id><published>2005-12-02T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:34.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did I Bother ?</title><summary type='text'>It seems that for these past entries, there's alot of questions posted -- simple, yet with plenty of repercussions. By choosing another way, I may end up in a very different scenario and situation. Its like the movie, Sliding Doors, that starred Gywneth Paltro. Oh well - back to the unfortunate decision that I've made some weekends back. Yes, stupidly, I have agreed in helping a fren out in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113349610179812052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113349610179812052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113349610179812052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113349610179812052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-did-i-bother.html' title='Why Did I Bother ?'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113288390134491075</id><published>2005-11-25T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:33.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did I say That?</title><summary type='text'>I can't remember why I've added that into yesterday's blog title. That bad people comes, relatively, in the same shell. I've got that on my MSN nick too. Its of no relevance to yesterday's blog entry. Strange that I've put that in.Maybe when it was that very disturbing sight : a certain someone popping up on my IM. Well, true, that shouldn't upset me -- everyone is entitled to log in on their IMs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113288390134491075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113288390134491075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113288390134491075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113288390134491075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-did-i-say-that.html' title='Why Did I say That?'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113281872491635885</id><published>2005-11-24T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:33.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Like Crap, and I think all bad peeps come in the Same Shell</title><summary type='text'>I feel kind of weird today.. not exactly in the best of my moods really, but then again, I'm not behaving badly due to how I am feeling either. Its just that very sick feeling, and wishing that I am on a vacation somewhere... I miss holidays. Its been a long long time since I have gone on a holiday... taking a flight out of Singapore, being away from work, waking up at 7am in the morning, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113281872491635885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113281872491635885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113281872491635885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113281872491635885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-feel-like-crap-and-i-think-all-bad.html' title='I Feel Like Crap, and I think all bad peeps come in the Same Shell'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113264499489619577</id><published>2005-11-21T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:33.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Should I Do?</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever find yourself not wanting to do something, but you have to do it ? Due to situations and influence ? There's called obligations. I am always one who doesn't belive in obliging other people, simply because, if I am at the receiving end of the stick, I honestly rather not have the other party do it for the sake of obligations to me.I'm being invited to a colleague's wedding dinner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113264499489619577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113264499489619577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113264499489619577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113264499489619577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-should-i-do.html' title='What Should I Do?'/><author><name>kin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536732.post-113228187232229835</id><published>2005-11-19T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:33.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai Nite</title><summary type='text'>It is Friday now - Shanghai night will be tonite. And I'm in a pleatted black skirt, with a fushion black embroidered top. Little red tear drop earrings, with pointy-red-shoes.. I did feel uncomfortable in this outfit, compared to my trusty jeans on a Friday. Durn! I did miss wearing "garbage" clothes...Work officially ended at half past 3 today, but, with all the melodrama with our members, many</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113228187232229835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113228187232229835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113228187232229835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113228187232229835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/shanghai-nite.html' title='Shanghai Nite'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113221971409673552</id><published>2005-11-17T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's Musings.</title><summary type='text'>Its Thursday today, once again, the work week is winding down to a close - somehow, the speed of time still amazes me. I remembered once, a friend of mine did tell me that time do pass by  fast when one hits 25. This is so true... She was speaking from experience. She was 29. i was 20 then.My company's D&amp;D is happening tomorrow night, and I have yet to decide what to wear. Its a "Shanghai Nite" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113221971409673552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113221971409673552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113221971409673552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113221971409673552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursdays-musings.html' title='Thursday&apos;s Musings.'/><author><name>kin</name><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-5536732.post-113194095756179576</id><published>2005-11-14T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:03:32.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Blog for Fame ?</title><summary type='text'>Everyone's talking about it... and i find it exceptionally strange. But then again, we're talking about tabloid, and the "to-be-seen" culture that we have unconciously inculcated in our young ones... What not the many "idol seeking" tv programs that these young mind are watching, on a daily basis. First, there was the Local Chinese channel idol seeking program ( God knows what its called) where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/feeds/113194095756179576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5536732&amp;postID=113194095756179576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113194095756179576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5536732/posts/default/113194095756179576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kin-s.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-blog-for-fame.html' title='To Blog for Fame ?'/><author><name>kin</name><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>
