STOMP~ August 28, 2009
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Its coming to Singapore AGAIN!! Yeeeeahhh!!
Their shows are simply AWESOME~ went to their show once few years back. Had a balcony seat then. For you guys whom you think might be interested…See Below…
| DATE 6-11 Oct 2009 Tue – Fri, 8pm |
| DURATION Approx 1 hr 50 mins |
| VENUES Esplanade Theatre |
| TICKET PRICE (Exclude Booking Fee) Standard – S$120, S$100, S$85, S$70, S$120 (VIP Box), S$120 (Box B & G), S$100 (Box B-G), S$40 (Restricted View) |
After the show, you definitely will somehow feel like creating a tune of ur own hitting in whatever things you get your hands on… 
Happy Birthday Dad! August 25, 2009
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My father is a whopping 75 of age. With this kinda age, he is one healthy, wise and matured man. Man with taste and sophisticated character.
He was very happy to see all of our family together.
Until he saw the cake we got for him~
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ME!! Me!!!Me!!
Guilty unless proven innocent~ August 14, 2009
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The very existence of office politics even we don’t see each other that often amazes me.
Its even more frustrating when you don’t have a capable leader. Sometimes it jus feels like adding salt to your wound when you know the person managing your superior is not as wonderful as they protray.
“We are always there to help”, ” Stay Positive”~ When things go abit hay-wire, the doings of a good superior just become merciless finger pointing…fault pushing and authority abusing. It doesn’t help if your superior think they are Oooh so Capable and hardworking but while all others think you are nowhere near capable nor even average. Riding on your position, waving that badge of authority will only bring shame and disgust to your own name.
When will there be a time when there is such practice as
“Innocent unless proven guilty?”….
Bored people do boring things… August 6, 2009
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I am bored… super bored…bored to tears, bored enough boringly write all these boring crap.
I bored… cannot be anymore bored.. so bored i could count the hair on legs..
Its even so boring that i find it bored to carry on writing boringly, if only i can see the germs in the air, i can count them, makes friends with them then slowly kill them one by one…
BOOooooooorrRRrrrrrrrrrRRRrRRRrrrRREEeeEeeeeeDDDDdddD….
