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Drinking Alcohol and reading, excites me even more.. Haa Haa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-4368208512775242430?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/BBylA3AhB0Q/i-just-discovered.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-discovered.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-5687141224330716613</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T13:16:12.206+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>A prodigal son... One of the famous story of how a son who took the inheritance of the father, even before he's dead and left home, spending all of the money and in the end, had nothing left. He went back home to find the father, ashamed.. But the father did not chase him out, instead he welcomed him with arms wide open..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strangely enough, i know this story, but i'm still living the life as a want-away son.. i tried running back to the arms but gave up along the way.. i'm living my life with a lot of masks.. it's damn tiring.. too many mistakes had been done, too many damages had been incurred, too many wrong roads had been passed.. and now it seems i'm lost.. really lost.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learned from the army on how to use GPS system to navigate my way out.. successfully most of the time, in Singapore, in Taiwan and in Brunei.. but it seems like there's no GPS on earth can help me get out this time round.. I can only walked around aimlessly.. Many a times wanting to give up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am on the crossroad of my life right now.. gonna end my 2 years in learning how to protect my nation.. What's next??? I seriously ain't too sure myself.. problems seems to mount up before i can solve any of them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study part-time and work full-time? or just work for a few years 1st to get the money for my studies? But I'm too old to 'waste' this remaining youth time.. But even so, if i study, it'll meant i start my career at 26 years old.. isn't it the same? I can't escape the fact that my peers are already ahead of me.. i need to move forward... and fast.. real fast.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-5687141224330716613?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/WlNZpgQekWA/prodigal-son.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/11/prodigal-son.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-3408706686105287010</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T13:06:11.693+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Can't believe that I can run til I fall down and worse, kena scratch on the hand... bloody hell.. wanted to run for about 6 km and in the end i ran only 3km.. think i really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;老了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuubMo2-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xfQWuCpttNU/s1600/IMAGE_051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuubMo2-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xfQWuCpttNU/s200/IMAGE_051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404933877907643362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuuDU27PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5OMBVewEcTk/s1600/IMAGE_050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuuDU27PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5OMBVewEcTk/s1600/IMAGE_050.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuuDU27PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5OMBVewEcTk/s200/IMAGE_050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404933871499668722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-3408706686105287010?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/F4x5vSWkroc/cant-believe-that-i-can-run-til-i-fall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SwIuubMo2-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xfQWuCpttNU/s72-c/IMAGE_051.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-believe-that-i-can-run-til-i-fall.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-2345542475657540122</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 07:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T16:46:50.476+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>I didn't know unit life is really very interesting..I just came back from support of open JCC in Brunei.. Opened my eyes to another part of this world.. At times, I really enjoyed myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-2345542475657540122?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/XBnz62JFsso/i-didnt-know-unit-life-is-really-very.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-know-unit-life-is-really-very.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-912423813504946533</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T22:06:17.426+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>I have alot of things to write wan, but every time I reach this page, I'm lazy to type liao.. This explains why my last post was 24th Sept.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing that 4 weeks just zoomed by... It's still vivid in my mind, when I was still preparing for my graduation parade.. and now it's 4 weeks.. I had also begin to understand, why they say specialists are the ones who kena the most shittish things.. and worse kena f*** for matters that doesn't matter to me.. and was threatened to sign 12o6.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm sure I'm right.. gonna fight all the way..knn.. want me sign $70+ for things that's not my problem.. siao..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-912423813504946533?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/j0jSsqR4-Hw/i-have-alot-of-things-to-write-wan-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-alot-of-things-to-write-wan-but.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-6371312312318877293</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T06:11:50.260+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>It's quite unbelievable that 3 weeks had zoomed past.. I'm not sure about the rest, but i can confidently say I had fully adapt to selarang. Just last Monday, i had did my 1st guard i/c position.. yes i had burnt my public holiday in the process, but then i had gain an off in the process too..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well! on my birthday week, i'm gonna be on overseas leave.. =) It had been more than since I last step onto a plane man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-6371312312318877293?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/rwl1-l9BDw0/its-quite-unbelievable-that-3-weeks-had.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-quite-unbelievable-that-3-weeks-had.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-262392659626184502</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T23:03:55.555+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>11 days into my new job.. As much as I appreciate the feeling of being a real specialist instead of being a trainee, but I am beginning to feel a bit lethargy each day.. nearly every other day, I'm doing the same thing.. a renewing process of something had caused a big hoo-haa in the office.. everyone was pulled in to get involve. Even if it wasn't our job scope.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, we can't complain much.. After all, the strength drop from 11 to 9.. with 1 f**ker long-term atten c. C'mon.. you are in unit, you get to 9 sig, arguably one of the most desired unit and here you come and take long -term mc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This coming monday, gonna do my 1st guard duty as a sergeant.. 1st time i'm going to sleep in air-con room when i not doing duty.. Haa Haa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think now I understand why i can see specs going to their mess nearly everyday one.. I myself had gone there 3 times.. drank like maybe 15 cans of beer? This is the problem when you have frens in the same camp but different units, furthermore, he's my aslc bed buddy whom i respect very much.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-262392659626184502?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/12NziCxhA-c/11-days-into-my-new-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-days-into-my-new-job.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-7549460783932063259</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T23:00:17.170+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Just reach home not long ago.. had been working overtime for the past 2 days.. I guess I had got used to 8 to 5.30 job.. nowadays, i checked my handphone for the timing once it's 5pm.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Since I'm working late, I decided to made a visit to the camp's specialist mess.. it's cool shit man.. drank with moh tien 6 cans together and were talking alot about our lives, the difference between an infantry sergeant and a signaller sergeant, about his men and me being a man to my staff sergeant.. Ha Ha.. It was fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-7549460783932063259?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/ULZ-kfdEH6c/just-reach-home-not-long-ago.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-reach-home-not-long-ago.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-2197999635903563420</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-08T23:33:53.081+08:00</atom:updated><title>7th day</title><description>It had been 7th working day as being a 3rd sergeant. I guess perhaps I need to list out some of the activities that i do in a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book in before 8,&lt;br /&gt;After 8, go for breakfast.. duration will depend on whether I have things to settle in the morning.. That really kick start my day.. A heavy breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well many of my ASLC frens are now envious that I'm a signaller there and the main thing that they wished was that I get to book out everyday.. Perhaps there is this misconception that signallers nothing to do.. but seriously, we had alot of things to do too.. just that we don't do it in front of many people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life now.. though it's a mentral straining job..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-2197999635903563420?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/8ZGggvDBgjQ/7th-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/09/7th-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-3430343440815728229</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T20:23:00.381+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Went to PLC just now.. Surprisingly, Elroy called and meet up with me and Kannan.. Henry joined us later.. Looking at both of them, it's like looking at someone from heaven and the other from hell.. I'm really grateful to WO H for posting me to where I'm now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Yes I may not go through a course known as Unit induction Programme (UIP) like others, but i ain't having any easy life either.. UIP is a few month introduction course where we are trained more in depth in the skills we are needed..In fact I would rather have a UIP.. Because right now, it seems like I'm pushed into the Pacific Ocean to swim against the big waves when I just completed my Basic Certificate in Swimming.. I'm able to survive for the past 3 days because there's someone beside me who had got received Advance Certificate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Looking at my schedule, somehow, I had the feeling that I can't clear finish my 14 days of leave.. Exercises after Excercises.. High key, low key.. Perhaps it's just like what my Staff said, I had come at the wrong time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-3430343440815728229?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/-rVdF7cu1bk/went-to-plc-just-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-to-plc-just-now.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-6668091157325243571</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T00:46:38.908+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>So it's my 1st day in Selarang Camp.. Thanks to kel, I managed to find my office easily.. Well! Like what I heard from WOs and SGTs, the BN is really small.. In fact I know everyone's names already.. That's how small the size of the BN is.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't listing out what I did today.. :P But it's good.. Am gonna enjoy myself for the next 192 days.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-6668091157325243571?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/PAECBxvxUpc/so-its-my-1st-day-in-selarang-camp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-its-my-1st-day-in-selarang-camp.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-7895790466387042891</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T13:59:22.914+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>For once my rank is correct.. Finally, ns.sg put me as 3SG Lau Zi Cong.. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ermmm... will I still get my backpay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-7895790466387042891?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/ql2hvmkwiAE/for-once-my-rank-is-correct.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-once-my-rank-is-correct.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-4523748520409711629</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 08:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-29T18:28:30.445+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>The feeling is empty.. I really missed my life in Signal Institute.. I missed the fun, the jokes, the fellowship with the rest, most of all the Warren Officers and the Sergeants there..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed, everyone now are moving on to a new beginning, a new chapter in their NS life, a new page in their life. Same thing for me.. I'm sure when we looked back after we ORD-ed, we will miss the time together.. Friends are made when we go through all the shit together.. Those who cao keng, will be left out and may never be remembered.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-4523748520409711629?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/zxjhZXzDO2k/feeling-is-empty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-is-empty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-3135484292971409944</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T12:03:16.269+08:00</atom:updated><title>3rd Sergeant loh!</title><description>I AM A SPECIALIST OF THE SINGAPORE ARMED FORCES&lt;div&gt;WITH PRIDE I LEAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I EXCEL IN MY FIELD, ENSURE THE DISCIPLINE OF MY MEN AND THEIR MISSION-READINESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'LL OVERCOME ADVERSITY WITH MY FIGHTING SPIRIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'LL DEFEND SINGAPORE WITH MY LIFE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~The Specialist Creed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said this creed for the last time as a &lt;s&gt;CPL&lt;/s&gt; SCT, as a trainee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.. Finally I am promoted to a 3rd Sergeant. Finally I ended my stint as a trainee. It's really a strange feeling, few months back I was looking forward for this day. And today, I suddenly hate this feeling. I don't know why.. But it seems the bond i had in Signals is more compared to the time i had in ASLC.. But whatever it is,I treasured the time i spend with all these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;弟弟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now am gonna enter into a new phase of time back in infantry, in 9 Signals in Selarang Camp.. Gonna see many old mates in 3 SIR..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKIMpL7yI/AAAAAAAAADk/FAwBznvtzHo/s1600-h/SDC10066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKIMpL7yI/AAAAAAAAADk/FAwBznvtzHo/s200/SDC10066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846184983359266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKHdnhmYI/AAAAAAAAADc/gFrS-YjxRwM/s1600-h/SDC10065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKHdnhmYI/AAAAAAAAADc/gFrS-YjxRwM/s200/SDC10065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846172359924098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKG0vhvoI/AAAAAAAAADU/vSupCl4_lHs/s1600-h/SDC10064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKG0vhvoI/AAAAAAAAADU/vSupCl4_lHs/s200/SDC10064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846161387634306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKGeL4gwI/AAAAAAAAADM/UD0vXoIxlqI/s1600-h/SDC10063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKGeL4gwI/AAAAAAAAADM/UD0vXoIxlqI/s200/SDC10063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846155332551426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKF9NiPtI/AAAAAAAAADE/kAuVMKCGwp8/s1600-h/SDC10062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKF9NiPtI/AAAAAAAAADE/kAuVMKCGwp8/s200/SDC10062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846146481110738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdWxjWSyjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/enzlSnJeViE/s1600-h/SDC10050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdWxjWSyjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/enzlSnJeViE/s200/SDC10050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374860089592302130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdWw1pBHMI/AAAAAAAAADs/3saFgk1RBY8/s1600-h/SDC10049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdWw1pBHMI/AAAAAAAAADs/3saFgk1RBY8/s200/SDC10049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374860077322804418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-3135484292971409944?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/dsOFTikNIGI/3rd-sergeant-loh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SpdKIMpL7yI/AAAAAAAAADk/FAwBznvtzHo/s72-c/SDC10066.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/3rd-sergeant-loh.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-8887060129386810383</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-21T13:13:12.151+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>didn't update much these few days.. Had been in solitude thinking about many things.. As time goes by, people around us change and have their own lives to live for.. The so-called circle of frens kind of shrink in size.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered if there will be a day when everyone could come together once again and share the memories of past times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-8887060129386810383?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/zhfYy-pyUDA/didnt-update-much-these-few-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/didnt-update-much-these-few-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-7864148675741394022</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T20:04:50.318+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Well!! I did it again.. I have 6 days MC til this Saturday.. My temperature reached to 39.3 degree man.. Body ache until don't know like what.. Hai.. MC this week means I gonna miss Ex Endurance.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I OOC?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-7864148675741394022?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/wTp4r9Gb-00/well-i-did-it-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-i-did-it-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-9061133058158544559</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T15:39:51.336+08:00</atom:updated><title>AHM 2009</title><description>I'm getting old liao.. last time when I'm in ASLC, I can clear 10km run within 48mins.. But today, I took 1 hr 13 mins.. WTF.. Here are the reasons I came up with on why I had slowed down so much:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no goal in completing this 10km run within 65mins. In ASLC, I was aiming for my CSB Badge.. Criteria was that I need to finish the run within 65 mins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only start "training" this week... 5km run on Wednesday, and 4km run on Friday.. whereas in ASLC, I trained like nearly everyday.. 2km to 4km to 6 km to 8 km..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last time, I am a less than 1 year soldier, now, I am a 1.5 year soldier.. am having the ORD mood..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are alot of distractions in AHM.. My eyes are working as hard as my legs.. &lt;i&gt;ahem.. you know what i meant?&lt;/i&gt; lol..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last time I had a freaking good buddy who I know since secondary school who was running together with me.. This year, I can't find that same feeling..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today is Sunday.. Supposed to be my Sabbath Day.. oops! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess these reasons are enough to cover my deprovement right? Ha Ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-9061133058158544559?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/XpCmXWHUKdw/ahm-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahm-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-2049222913859604984</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T00:53:06.062+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Went for today's service.. Got a word from God.. It's time to come back and stop wandering.. For the past few months.. I had been putting on 2 masks.. It's time to take down 1 of them...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been a while since I really stepped into Expo Hall 8.. had been watching services online.. Today was the SOT 2009 students graduation service.. Somehow in my heart, there came a longing.. a feeling that I can't put it in words.. But I know I will be in there... ... some day.. Next year SOT starts on 15th March, 3 days after I ord.. Is this a sign to tell me what I should do? I'm seriously confused.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even water baptized and yes I'm over 21 liao so technically I can make the decision that I want to do so.. However, looking at my life, am I fit to do so? am I able to continue the godly lifestyle I used to have? Coz I have a life example in my family that even though you're water baptized, it doesn't mean you can forever live the lifestyle God wants you to live..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I want to change.. In fact I missed the life I had last time.. Yes, life is busy with cellgroup meetings, with weekday Bible Study classes, with prayer meetings, with ministry.. But at least I'm living a life fulfilling.. It may be tiring, but I'm happy with it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to make a decision... ... ... soon... ... ... very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-2049222913859604984?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/Wu_u2AjDgN8/went-for-todays-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-for-todays-service.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-6148348765077404761</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-15T09:25:57.087+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Since on Sunday i'm participating in the &lt;a href="http://www.safra.sg/page.aspx?pageid=301"&gt;Army Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt;, meaning on Saturday night I need to go alcohol-free, I decided to drink on friday.. Hee..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-6148348765077404761?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/zkvdjK6JTdg/since-on-sunday-im-participating-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/since-on-sunday-im-participating-in.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-3168300965649999195</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T23:29:05.774+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>13 more days, 9 more working days to finally finally finally get promoted to be a 3rd sergeant. Those in ASLC, must had been back from Taiwan this week and for those can't pass SOC yet must be feeling damn f**ked-up.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are reading this, tell ya wat, I know how you felt.. it sucks.. and you better pray you pass it.. If not, re-course is awaiting you.. I dun know whether you should trust some peoples saying that "never mind... you gonna be admin spec or ops spec.." Trust me, I myself plus another batch of "spec to be" heard all that and we are all going through in another course.. In short.. just passing that freaking obstacles.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well!! Seriously speaking, i dun really feel excited that I am passing out.. In fact, I am scare now.. The place which I may be posted to? Is my knowledge enough? Frankly speaking, i heng heng pass my way through, with the 8th core value.. Do Anything But Don't get Caught.. Urghh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must my NS life be so "colourful"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BMT in Cougar coy where they say is the most shiong one(though I beg to defer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BSLC in Foxtrot(wonderful OC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ASLC in Golf(Ask around and you know the answer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Admin Party in Stagmont Camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mess Boy in Stagmont Camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IC2 Spec in Signals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now soon-to-be a 3rd Sergeant.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-3168300965649999195?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/j5CjnHbzxsc/13-more-days-9-more-working-days-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/13-more-days-9-more-working-days-to.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-114952544077201329</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T16:43:30.856+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>is it juz me or does everyone feels that this year's NDP looks more and more like city harvest church service? From the stage to the door underneath the stage, to the lightnings to the powerpoints.. hmmm..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps the NDP committe decided it's time to engage the youth generation.. Whatever the reason is, 2 thumbs up for the celebration yesterday.. This is the 1st time I literally sat down and watch finish the whole 3 hours programme.. Well done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-114952544077201329?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/duU6vq-e8Wg/is-it-juz-me-or-does-everyone-feels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-juz-me-or-does-everyone-feels.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-344056414942007700</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-08T13:18:17.516+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>They say diver unit has something known as the 'hell week'.. Well! if that's true, i guess there must be one for signals too then.. didn't get much sleep this whole week, from the start of monday 8am, planning, discussion, presentation and back to changes, planning, discussion.. Fom that day on, we go back to our bunks only after 12 am, and wakes up at 5 for breakfast, though most of us skip it and asked those &lt;s&gt;hungry&lt;/s&gt; helpful ones to help us scan our cards.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was assigned the appointment of "Safety Spec".. what is it? Basically it's "cbjkl" - cho bo ji ki lan.. lol.. we went to a place which made me emotionally filled.. few months back when i was trained to be infrantry spec, i went there and went thru shit.. literally shit.. and now i'm back there again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when i thought i'm damn heng with my appointment, suddenly i dropped from heaven to hell.. i became bso signaller.. meaning, i from sitting rover,to come down and carry signal set and walk.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'm glad.. i found more joy in walking with my mates, i really enjoyed myself outfield!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more weeks to finally getting the 3 stripes.. Am i excited? yes and no.. yes that finally finally finally ain't gonna be a trainee anymore.. no that i may move to another unit, meanig new environment, new place to adapt.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it to &lt;s&gt;fate&lt;/s&gt; GOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-344056414942007700?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/rUYvl6cwFNE/they-say-diver-unit-has-something-known.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-diver-unit-has-something-known.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-5742536318426422080</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 05:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-25T19:35:50.951+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Can't believe that this is the end of the 9th week and am heading towards the 10th.. meaning, 4 more weeks to go and it's the end..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, I had came to know alot of people.. from strangers and now we're bonded like 1 big family, even though we are of different ages.. Next week will be the 2nd last major event of the course.. the 24km route march in east coast park on thursday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep on keeping on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-5742536318426422080?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/b8xtTEr_GYE/cant-believe-that-this-is-end-of-9th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-believe-that-this-is-end-of-9th.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-7208514917879880890</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 15:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-19T17:44:57.690+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>it had been a while since i really post something about my thoughts and activities online.. Well!! What should I say?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well! I got an ipod speaker this week @ $89.00.. :) zach bought it @ $98 and elroy got it @ $102.. lol.. Not a bad device.. got bass, music play is loud, quality is good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpZ07mnBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mS07URuL6wE/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpZ07mnBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mS07URuL6wE/s200/011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360103136438950930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpZs_iYqI/AAAAAAAAACs/qoFQ1zR9IrU/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpZs_iYqI/AAAAAAAAACs/qoFQ1zR9IrU/s200/010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360103134307967650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes... the 1st bad news i received when I go back camp on tuesday was that, my &lt;s&gt;blended vegetable&lt;/s&gt; pixeled uniform is here.. but then they never change my name as i requested.. Grrr!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm no longer the lao jiao in the platoon liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLknXOzGdI/AAAAAAAAACM/N-J0hIb9An4/s1600-h/018.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLkmzwVRjI/AAAAAAAAACE/SgbkplP_3wY/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpaEE4gII/AAAAAAAAAC8/uItOeYlIC7E/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpaEE4gII/AAAAAAAAAC8/uItOeYlIC7E/s200/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360103140504404098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-7208514917879880890?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/ogCNVBum23g/it-had-been-while-since-i-really-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOJ4yI3hodE/SmLpZ07mnBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mS07URuL6wE/s72-c/011.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-had-been-while-since-i-really-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945242683881483154.post-7125586333557814000</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T11:53:20.519+08:00</atom:updated><title>信心旅途  - 林俊杰, 何耀珊</title><description>am listening to the duet song by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;林俊杰, 何耀珊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;收拾我所有的行李&lt;br /&gt;搭乘末班希望班机&lt;br /&gt;和信心一起旅行&lt;br /&gt;这次要学习不逃避&lt;br /&gt;挥别我所有的恐惧&lt;br /&gt;勇敢的走下去&lt;br /&gt;幸福在这一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;慢慢累积&lt;br /&gt;山谷百合正开放&lt;br /&gt;不用担心&lt;br /&gt;感谢有你 一路有你&lt;br /&gt;风雨信心&lt;br /&gt;多么不容易&lt;br /&gt;你我之间的默契&lt;br /&gt;一点一滴&lt;br /&gt;堆积美好的回忆 我会牢记&lt;br /&gt;感谢有你 一路有你&lt;br /&gt;爱让一切变得更美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;收拾我所有的行李&lt;br /&gt;搭乘末班希望班机&lt;br /&gt;和信心一起旅行&lt;br /&gt;这次要学习不逃避&lt;br /&gt;挥别我所有的恐惧&lt;br /&gt;勇敢的走下去&lt;br /&gt;幸福在这一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;伤口慢慢正开放&lt;br /&gt;不用担心&lt;br /&gt;感谢有你 一路有你&lt;br /&gt;风雨信心&lt;br /&gt;多么不容易&lt;br /&gt;你和我之间的默契&lt;br /&gt;我会牢记&lt;br /&gt;感谢有你 一路有你&lt;br /&gt;爱 让一切变得更美丽&lt;br /&gt;伤害我会忘记&lt;br /&gt;明天我会继续&lt;br /&gt;梦想必定不要放弃&lt;br /&gt;只要心相信&lt;br /&gt;爱就永远不止息&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945242683881483154-7125586333557814000?l=lzicong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lzicong/~3/C1tgB180x4M/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (coNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lzicong.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

