<?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-28647330</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:30:16.483+08:00</updated><category term='personal development'/><category term='malaysia boleh'/><category term='travels'/><category term='people'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='books'/><category term='vietnam'/><category term='bla bla'/><category term='career'/><category term='globalisation'/><category term='review'/><category term='cool sites'/><category term='advice and quotes'/><title type='text'>If it ain't broken, fix it</title><subtitle type='html'>"if it ain't broken, fix it" is a reminder to stay out of our comfort zone every once in awhile; to explore, to seek to understand, to learn more, to take a little bit of risk....as there's always going to be fear of the uncertain. Anything easy were once difficult.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-6592833205964483840</id><published>2009-12-28T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:37:51.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal development'/><title type='text'>MBA or not</title><content type='html'>I've considered a couple of times pursuing a MBA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, according to HBR's latest top 100 best-performing CEOs list, 5 out of the top 10 do not have one. The top 3 do not have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checked further, 10 out of top 15 do not have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-6592833205964483840?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/6592833205964483840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=6592833205964483840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6592833205964483840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6592833205964483840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2009/12/mba-or-not.html' title='MBA or not'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-6189619826041885643</id><published>2009-12-28T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:18:22.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globalisation'/><title type='text'>Customer-driven capitalism</title><content type='html'>Finally something moving in the right direction, about time we realised this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excerpt from HBR&lt;br /&gt;Modern capitalism can be broken down into two major eras. The first, managerial capitalism, began in 1932 and was defined by the then radical notion that firms ought to have professional management. The second, shareholder value capitalism, began in 1976. Its governing premise is that the purpose of every corporation should be to maximize shareholders' wealth. If firms pursue this goal, the thinking goes, both shareholders and society will benefit. This is a tragically flawed premise, and it is time we abandoned it and made the shift to a third era: customer-driven capitalism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-6189619826041885643?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/6189619826041885643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=6189619826041885643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6189619826041885643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6189619826041885643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2009/12/customer-driven-capitalism.html' title='Customer-driven capitalism'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-4893932663508348352</id><published>2009-12-28T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:18:46.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>Wow... been sometime</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd just pay this site a visit again, and wow... had no idea that I've actually written a fair bit... must be strangely fun for people who keep diaries and to visit them at a much later date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still considering if I should pen my thoughts in a blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or what should I really write about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-4893932663508348352?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/4893932663508348352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=4893932663508348352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4893932663508348352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4893932663508348352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow-been-sometime.html' title='Wow... been sometime'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-7770333004030856199</id><published>2008-04-07T00:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:37:06.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Huh? Perfect Job?</title><content type='html'>4 years since I've ventured into the corporate world. I still remember very vividly that upon graduation, I wanted so much to work in the heart of Kuala Lumpur, where the "buzz" of it all was going to be..... and I landed a job that is much closer to home; a suburb.&lt;br /&gt;*f4%k*&lt;br /&gt;What luck.... I used to bitch about it, "I'm working in a jungle, I see monkeys sometimes on my way to work..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years later, I managed to get myself a place at one of the Twin Towers in town... who cares, I don't need a room, I just need a view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh the energy buzzing around me as I step out of the LRT to be part of a bunch of people in corporate attire and "zombie" towards our offices on one of the 88 floors of the Twin Towers.... "YEAH baby! My dream come true..... I knew applying The Secret* would work!" 3 months later after waking up really early in the morning to get the best parking spot, sandwiching myself into the LRT, "zombie" with everyone else past the security checkpoints, staying back later than expected because it rained and LRT don't work when it rains......... working in town ain't that great. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, after having harnessing the Power of Attraction (a.k.a The Secret); I've done it again! I managed to worm myself out of the heart of the capital, and am now happy and humbly back in a suburb closer to the green jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lesson learnt, work is not about prestige, nor is it about glamour. There's not much glamour when you really dread going to work everyday, is there? The only time you probably feel that your job is glamorous is when you get to mention to one of your buddies, "I work for a Multi National Cooperation which is located on the highest floor of the 2nd tallest building in the world....." when in truth, you really hate what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the secret to finding the right job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but what I do know, for myself, is that the location of the office does matter, although not too important, but it's important enough because being in Malaysia, especially in PJ/KL, the condition of the traffic does play a role in knocking the balance off life vs. work time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culture of the company matters, what are the values of the company that the people are guided by? sounds like mushy stuff, but it'll help if you manage to work in a place where your values align well with the firm's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Size&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size of the company has an influence of what you will actually learn and be exposed to, too large a firm, you face the risk of knowing only what you do; too small a firm, you learn everything there is to know about doing business, but you many not have much opportunity to grow within the company. As the size of the company varies, so do the peoples' attitude and behaviour, and the type of talent differs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remuneration is the carrot at the end of the stick, part of the biggest reason why we go to work. Like it or not, how much you get paid is going to help you get through the tough times at work... finding the job you love without the dough? Just remember that you can't pay your electric bill with love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leadership, hard to judge, but at least, try to start off with the right boss! Although most of the time, you'll need to be extremely good at face and body reading and some kind of psychic abilities. If you don't get a pleasant boss, at least be consoled that by going through the rough patch with &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of boss is going to make you a tougher person.... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the saying (although not entirely, because $$ matters too) that goes; "do what you love and you don't have to work for the rest of your life anymore." However, for those who are like me, yet to find your real interest... if it makes you feel any better, I'm still searching. Perhaps the answer is just simply, just love what you're given to do! Tho', I wish that it was just that easy.... hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Monday is coming up... *zzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*The Secret, some bestseller that basically says that if one is to think and believe hard enough of what we want, also act accordingly towards this "want", the "want" will become a reality. That's just the gist of it, find out more via Wikipedia or at Amazon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-7770333004030856199?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/7770333004030856199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=7770333004030856199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/7770333004030856199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/7770333004030856199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2008/04/huh-perfect-job.html' title='Huh? Perfect Job?'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-3032615071558302598</id><published>2008-02-19T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:35:17.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>rough patch, feb 2008</title><content type='html'>as buddha puts it, life is suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing how much thought has been put into the countless words of wisdoms that is out there for us to refer to and attempt to understand. These words of wisdoms tend to "summarise" the lesson and that's it..... what about the "what" is it, and "how" to deal with it..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crumbs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am certainly going through a rough patch now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-3032615071558302598?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/3032615071558302598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=3032615071558302598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/3032615071558302598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/3032615071558302598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-awhile-i.html' title='rough patch, feb 2008'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-5170690136210136781</id><published>2007-07-15T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:05:57.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice and quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>just finished an unexpected good read</title><content type='html'>The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad passed this book to me, citing "it's a good book" (yes, men are not meant to be very descriptive... gotta get used to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the cover, and a passing thought, " my dad? fiction? thought he was more into autobiographies". Seldom do I pick up a novel, most often you will see me lingering along the "Management, Self-Help, How-to" aisle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is a must pick up, the emotions are very well captured by the author and he takes the reader on a very emotional ride. One quote which I liked very much, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I guess times when we actually do feel guilt, in a way, it is a good thing as it only confirms that we have some good in us....? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-5170690136210136781?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/5170690136210136781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=5170690136210136781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/5170690136210136781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/5170690136210136781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-finished-unexpected-good-read-kite.html' title='just finished an unexpected good read'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-8939325656501941145</id><published>2007-06-15T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:05:09.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool sites'/><title type='text'>eat meat not veg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnHxKzk7VlI/AAAAAAAAABc/1bMixcJTpmk/s1600-h/VVAPAUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076103422969337426" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="128" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnHxKzk7VlI/AAAAAAAAABc/1bMixcJTpmk/s200/VVAPAUp.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another cool site introduced by a buddy...(&lt;a href="http://www.testveg.co.uk/index.html"&gt;violent veges&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-8939325656501941145?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/8939325656501941145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=8939325656501941145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/8939325656501941145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/8939325656501941145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/eat-meat-not-veg.html' title='eat meat not veg'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnHxKzk7VlI/AAAAAAAAABc/1bMixcJTpmk/s72-c/VVAPAUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-8527525342586706410</id><published>2007-06-15T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:05:09.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>don't feed your teddy bear brandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnFoEjk7VkI/AAAAAAAAABU/iqsZhzr0t1A/s1600-h/drunken+bear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075952682502149698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnFoEjk7VkI/AAAAAAAAABU/iqsZhzr0t1A/s200/drunken+bear.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they go X_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-8527525342586706410?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/8527525342586706410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=8527525342586706410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/8527525342586706410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/8527525342586706410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-feed-your-teddy-bear-brandy.html' title='don&apos;t feed your teddy bear brandy'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnFoEjk7VkI/AAAAAAAAABU/iqsZhzr0t1A/s72-c/drunken+bear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-1545661055398100264</id><published>2007-06-13T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:05:10.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vietnam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>Hanoi rocks!</title><content type='html'>was in Hanoi, Vietnam for a short biz trip, short flight from Kuala Lumpur and managed to have half a Sunday to walk the old quarters of the city centre. The last time I was here with two of my buddies on a back-packing-sort-of-trip (it was our aim to meet at least once a year somewhere in the world). 2004 was Hanoi and we had a tremendously good time; rented mopeds, bumped into little parks tucked somewhere in the outer ring of the city, sipped strong sweet coffee, climb hills, played cards with a local boy, got conned by a bunch of farmers, fell off the bike, hunted for the best "pho" in town, checked out the local clubs, got 3 massages in a day......and many other memories we'll fondly reminisce about when we do meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book a trip to Hanoi, get a map, guide book, rent a bike, cruise the city, talk to the locals, have coffee, eat by the street, check out the local night scenes and have a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQzk7ViI/AAAAAAAAABE/Kf7pzOqPDrE/s1600-h/hanoi+night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075563665839314466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQzk7ViI/AAAAAAAAABE/Kf7pzOqPDrE/s200/hanoi+night.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQjk7VhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rB3NJTZ267I/s1600-h/hanoi+night+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075563661544347154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQjk7VhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rB3NJTZ267I/s200/hanoi+night+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanoi city centre by night. Locals tend to circle the roundabout here in the evening; taken from a restaurant just at the corner of a block overlooking the lake and inter-section of the main streets. One of the photos shows part of a building being renovated, in 04' we were just sitting there by the road side having Hanoi Beer watching riders whizz by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQTk7VgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/osA6azJPMUI/s1600-h/vietnam+dolls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075563657249379842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQTk7VgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/osA6azJPMUI/s200/vietnam+dolls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGRDk7VjI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZCQHUs4N-y0/s1600-h/Vietnam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075563670134281778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGRDk7VjI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZCQHUs4N-y0/s200/Vietnam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souvenir for USD 1 &amp;amp; 2004, We love Hanoi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-1545661055398100264?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/1545661055398100264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=1545661055398100264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1545661055398100264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1545661055398100264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/hanoi-rocks.html' title='Hanoi rocks!'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RnAGQzk7ViI/AAAAAAAAABE/Kf7pzOqPDrE/s72-c/hanoi+night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-1438034083827341309</id><published>2007-06-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:05:10.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool sites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>today's dose</title><content type='html'>saw a picture posted by a buddy on her msn, passed me the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stickgal.blogspot.com/"&gt;stickgal cartoons &lt;/a&gt;- pretty entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a sample, I watched this over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RmTKNTk7VfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_ckrbV5UkXw/s1600-h/143+Shrek3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072401410268288498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RmTKNTk7VfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_ckrbV5UkXw/s200/143%2BShrek3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;thanks couz for sharing the &lt;a href="http://yengyee.blogspot.com/2007/05/starcraft-ii.html"&gt;Starcraft II launch&lt;/a&gt;! delicious. I'll prob need to purchase a whole new system just to play this game... computers used to be cheaper when my father would just pay for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-1438034083827341309?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/1438034083827341309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=1438034083827341309&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1438034083827341309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1438034083827341309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/todays-dose.html' title='today&apos;s dose'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/RmTKNTk7VfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_ckrbV5UkXw/s72-c/143%2BShrek3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-6933871402819321439</id><published>2007-06-04T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:10:21.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice and quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal development'/><title type='text'>unlearning is learning</title><content type='html'>When we touch a kettle of hot water for the first time, we burn our little fingers, and from then on, we learn not to touch it again. We get a little "smarter" and we tap it to check if it's hot or cold instead.When we eat ice-cream for the first time, we like it, and we don't need to be encouraged to give it another lick the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow, we learn what to do, and what not to do. We go through knocks and bumps, and we learn to avoid them. Our good and bad experiences mould us to what we are today, how we perceive our surroundings (events, people, behaviour, etc.). We see and react to the world through "moulded" lenses, we understand it the way we have experienced it. We put up certain barriers so that we don't burn our little fingers again. Experience taught us to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, these barriers that we have placed restricts us from changing, or to see and understand from the other person's point of view, to learn new things, or even to love again. We're afraid that by doing the same thing, we'll burn our little fingers again. That would be stupid, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in order to learn, to change, to be a better human being, we have to first learn to unlearn. Stop for a moment, forgive ourselves for the mistake that we've made, and give "it" a chance again. I once read, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wisdom is between Stimulus and Response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". For example, we've learnt that, when someone barks at us, we react defensively immediately, never admitting fault and barking back. Applying "wisdom" would be to give ourselves a moment to think and understand why this person is barking at us, and to choose a better response. It is not about the other person winning here, the other person does not win by you choosing not to respond as aggressively..., just appropriately.It's not an easy task, but it can be made a habit. As I believe, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all that is easy were once difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to unlearn something today, and experience something different. See if it suits you better....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-6933871402819321439?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/6933871402819321439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=6933871402819321439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6933871402819321439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/6933871402819321439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/unlearning-is-learning.html' title='unlearning is learning'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-4597872413710256656</id><published>2007-06-03T08:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:57:29.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia boleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globalisation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>malaysian traffic 10 years back and now</title><content type='html'>Perhaps a good judgement of how a country has progressed can simply be observed by how the country people behave on the road. Following is a list of the things that have not changed for the past 10 years.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;any lane can be the fast and slow lane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;indicating only when you feel like it; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;urm&lt;/span&gt;, what is meaning - indicate?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when a roundabout is partially clogged, break all rules&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yellow line means park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;merging lane means go faster and see who has more guts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;courtesy? it's all about survivor of the fittest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in the parking lot, arrow facing me means go straight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bad traffic? keep changing lane till you're ahead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bad traffic? motorcyclist can go in any direction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; 90, record holder of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;malaysian&lt;/span&gt; oldest driver on the road; my license is valid for 10 years; let's publish this in our national daily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;What if it is not the drivers' fault? We have to adapt to the conditions in order to survive! Let's observe then the road/transport conditions that have not changed for the last 10 years.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;pot holes to keep you alert while on the road&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;traffic lights are for aesthetics, it's okay if the green or red light don't work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the "green man" sign does not need to coordinate with the "red" light&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;road signs can be placed anywhere and possibly as far as possible from the destination and as we get closer; do not place any more signs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;place bus stops where the pile of rubbish is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;entry/exit lanes can be built on the left and right; preferably in the alternating pattern and as close as possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make either gigantic speed bumps or mini ant hills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;draw yellow and white lines to mark the lanes, make sure they overlap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;built the roads; analyse the traffic after; make changes where necessary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tar the road; dig holes and lay pipes; cover the holes only&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;can you think of more? feel free!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-4597872413710256656?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/4597872413710256656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=4597872413710256656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4597872413710256656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4597872413710256656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/malaysian-traffic-10-years-ago-and-now.html' title='malaysian traffic 10 years back and now'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-1761033649451174104</id><published>2007-06-01T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:05:11.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal development'/><title type='text'>books that challenged me to rethink,recreate &amp; explore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-G8RE2WYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rscuQTN4dH8/s1600-h/7habits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070920075376482690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-G8RE2WYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rscuQTN4dH8/s200/7habits.jpg" width="91" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Habits-Highly-Effective-People/dp/0743269519/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-0678413-9675002?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1180665072&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;7 Habits of Highly Effective People by Stephen Covey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the title may give some the perception that the book is to teach one to learn to manage time, execute, and accomplish things. Yes, in a way it is, but it is largely not.&lt;br /&gt;It gives a very philosophical approach and very wide focus to understand and deal with the many challenges that life has to offer. Some sort of a guide book on how to draw a map for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be read with an open mind, a book not to be read just once, but to referred to from time to time; to re-adjust our internal compass. Also not a book to be read from beginning to end within a month; instead to be digested with patience and appreciating the depth and breadth Stephen Covey has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the books that would make the world a better place to live in. You can get it off from almost every bookstore, also 2nd hand copies as it has been in circulation for a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-GgBE2WXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BCGkiQaLBqo/s1600-h/conversation.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-IDRE2WZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/T9Zjeqr2ZAU/s1600-h/conversation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070921295147194770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-IDRE2WZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/T9Zjeqr2ZAU/s200/conversation.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Conversation-How-Talk-Change-Lives/dp/1587680009/ref=sr_1_1/103-0678413-9675002?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1180663519&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Conversation by Theodore Zeldin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it does not teach you to be a great conversationalist!&lt;br /&gt;Not a book on how to be interesting..... in fact, it is not a self-help or personal development sort of book. I stumbled upon this gem on Amazon when I purchased another book by T.Zeldin, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Intimate-History-Humanity-Theodore-Zeldin/dp/0060926910/ref=sr_1_3/103-0678413-9675002?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1180663885&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;An&lt;br /&gt;Intimate History of Humanity&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject of the book is about "Conversation" itself, the history of conversation and how it has evolved over time. He encourages us all to go on this adventure of "social intercourse". Its got these little funny paintings as well that he drew himself and is supposed to arouse the reader to discuss/talk about the topic of the drawing. It didn't work on me. Still a book to read once in awhile; it has little pieces of beautiful quotes hidden in the paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite reminders, on the topic of relationship; couples have forgotten to talk about love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book will remind you of the wonders of conversation and to go have a drink or two with your lover/buddies/family/colleagues to loosen your tongues and embark on a talking adventure! &lt;a href="http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-my-coffee-talk.html"&gt;Quote by Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-1761033649451174104?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/1761033649451174104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=1761033649451174104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1761033649451174104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/1761033649451174104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/06/books-that-challenged-me-to.html' title='books that challenged me to rethink,recreate &amp; explore'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eo-pTxdAL3M/Rl-G8RE2WYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rscuQTN4dH8/s72-c/7habits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-4492720175012070349</id><published>2007-05-31T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:34:13.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globalisation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>mergers, acquisitions and raw emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mergers and Acquisitions (M&amp;A)... i'm sitting in one (merger).&lt;br /&gt;The company which I left a year ago, also is experiencing one (acquisition).&lt;br /&gt;With globalisation, the dynamics of communication is changing, competition is driving businesses to reposition, acquire, merge or go bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Businesses exist for two reasons, emotional and profits.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional - the need to add value/contribute to something&lt;br /&gt;Profits - for the business to sustain and grow (the main cause of M&amp;amp;As)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm not going to share my thoughts on why businesses need to change their business models and so forth.... but more about how the change would affect the people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Imagine this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be in the phase of your career where there is going to be an uptake after building a few years of solid foundation, you may have just gotten married too, paying off some debts for the wedding and honeymoon, servicing your mortgage of your newly-wed home.....&lt;br /&gt;At the office, you have your career development plan all mapped out for you, frequent dialogues with your boss, set your SMART objectives......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You arrive at the office as usual, after lunch, everyone receives an e-mail, "we are proud to announce that the Board of Directors have agreed to handover XXX to her new parent, ZZZ...."&lt;br /&gt;The phones start ringing, people start scrambling, all sorts of chit-chats along corridors/breakout areas, the topic of this "new company" will be the topic for lunch for months to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks go by, your boss either gets replaced in the new business model, or is assigned to another department, you are told to report to him and to do business as usual, but your boss cannot commit to you any longer about your next step..... basically, nobody can promise you anything. Loyalty, years of service... no leveraging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start to imagine the worst or not, people around you start to imagine the worst or not, more speculation, more negative energy, some positive energy, some excitement, some fear.... this is what uncertainty invokes in us, human beings. Your debts, your career, your family, your house, your holiday, basically all the plans you have... are more or less hanging now, just like the development plan you have discussed about at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you going to deal with this very real scenario? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-4492720175012070349?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/4492720175012070349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=4492720175012070349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4492720175012070349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/4492720175012070349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2007/05/mergers-and-acquisitions-and-raw.html' title='mergers, acquisitions and raw emotions'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-115897261838922070</id><published>2006-09-23T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:50:18.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>growing collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/full%20ones.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/full%20ones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since my last post at the end of may 06' my mini bar has grown a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/empty%20ones.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/empty%20ones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so has the empty bottle collection... *hic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wish #1: sin taxes in m'sia should be much lower, so that we all can afford more socials and thus spur the economy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-115897261838922070?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115897261838922070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=115897261838922070&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/115897261838922070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/115897261838922070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/09/growing-collection.html' title='growing collection'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-115875946732199842</id><published>2006-09-20T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:07:53.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice and quotes'/><title type='text'>I miss my coffee talk</title><content type='html'>I cannot say it any better; I have to resort to plagiarism....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extract from The Zahir, Paulo Coelho:-&lt;br /&gt;"The most important thing in all human relationships is conversation, but people don't talk anymore, they don't sit down to talk and listen. They go to the theatre, the cinema, watch television, listen to the radio, read books, but they almost never talk. If we want to change the world, we have to go back to a time when warriors would gather round a fire and tell stories."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-115875946732199842?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115875946732199842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=115875946732199842&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/115875946732199842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/115875946732199842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-my-coffee-talk.html' title='I miss my coffee talk'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114918240159245923</id><published>2006-06-02T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:00:18.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice and quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>peoply buy from people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/badge.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/0ffice%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/0ffice%202.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the 31st, intentionally, i left my badge behind.. no longer can i "beep" through these glass doors, and greet Selvi, our receptionist with a great big "good morning"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/room.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/desk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/desk.0.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will be missing the usual chit chats (or brainstorming sessions as how i would like to call it), my desk and certainly the complete set of stationaries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should share with you the main piece of advice that my boss gave me during my departure meeting with him, that is, "remember cheo, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;people buy from people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You to all that I have worked with during my tenure with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.organon.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Organon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. May our paths cross again one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114918240159245923?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114918240159245923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114918240159245923&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114918240159245923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114918240159245923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/06/peoply-buy-from-people.html' title='peoply buy from people'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114888920879576613</id><published>2006-05-29T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T15:58:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol is a sedative hypnotic... wee</title><content type='html'>my mini bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/full%20bottles.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/full%20bottles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the full bottles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/empty%20bottles.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/empty%20bottles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the empty ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, i enjoy drinking, and i feel that it's an important element to have at the dinner table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All my close mates drink, so that we can laugh at each other at the pretext of laughing with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, okay, I do have close mates who don't too and i'll say to them that they're boring but it does not mean that they are any less important. We need them, to be our dedicated drivers. And they need us, to put excitement into their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a quick google on "&lt;a href="http://www.tcada.state.tx.us/issues/danger.html"&gt;effects of alcohol&lt;/a&gt;" gives you the following, the physical state you'll be in, in the order from drink more -&gt; drank too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Happy, talkative, boastful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Staggering gait, slurred speech, nausea, vomitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Hypothermia, hyperthermia, anesthesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Comatose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thus far, i've only reached stage 2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Prost!&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; to a good party &amp;amp; good talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114888920879576613?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114888920879576613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114888920879576613&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114888920879576613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114888920879576613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/alcohol-is-sedative-hypnotic-wee.html' title='Alcohol is a sedative hypnotic... wee'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114862889867622563</id><published>2006-05-26T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T16:03:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 Questions before you think of the bling bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/hearts.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/hearts.0.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual, the topic of "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;" is a never ending discussion, even at the office; my colleague told me about an email she received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The email is about the 5 essential questions that you should ask yourself before you consider purchasing/wearing that piece of rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhow, i found them (the questions) thought provoking and incredibly honest... thought i'd share them with you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*drum roll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you both share the same goal in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you feel "safe" to share all your thoughts with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is he/she a respectable person (in your eyes)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How does he/she treat other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you intend to change this person after marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, i don't know if these questions are enough to validate that this guy/girl is marriage material.  &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Luck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114862889867622563?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114862889867622563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114862889867622563&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114862889867622563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114862889867622563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/5-questions-before-you-think-of-bling.html' title='The 5 Questions before you think of the bling bling'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114860857981115767</id><published>2006-05-26T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T15:19:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the mills</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been searching high and low for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; salt and pepper mill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; = one that grinds well for a long long time, which comes with a lifetime warranty on the grinder mechanism. &lt;em&gt;(although if something does happen to it, i wonder if it would be easier to just a get a new one)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, one with a knob which I can twist with great ease, specifically the "water tap" design.&lt;br /&gt;Voila! here they are now, the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mill couple&lt;/span&gt; who now resides next to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mr. Salad Spinner&lt;/span&gt;, the bachelour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/salt%20and%20pepper%20mill.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/salt%20and%20pepper%20mill.1.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mr.pepper mill &amp;amp; mrs. salt mill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brings out the flavour in your meals, grind them over your curry at the dinner table and your mateys will think you know what you are doing and subconsciously the curry you made seem to taste better than their mother's - it's all about perception, really, you get to ask your mates when they're over for a dinner partee "would you like some pepper?" just like that mr.oh-i'm-so-cool-waiter, friends will enjoy playing with it, make your buddies sneeze, grind salt over that bad snail and watch it bubble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some tips on caring for your mills&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantes.com/pepper_salt_mills.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://fantes.com/pepper_salt_mills.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For freshness, use pepper a lot and it won't go stale. If you don't use a lot, only keep a small amount in your pepper mill, check it and replace it frequently. Store fresh peppercorns in an airtight container, away from direct sunlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clean the mechanism with a small brush, and wipe the body of the mill with rubbing alcohol or window cleaner. Unless the instructions specifically allow it, never place your pepper mill in water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adjust the grind to make it coarser by turning the model's appropriate screw or mechanism. To make it finer, it works best when you remove peppercorns from the mechanism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never put salt in a pepper mill, unless the manufacturer's instructions state otherwise. Salt is highly corrosive, and it can easily corrode steel mechanisms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never put moist salts in salt mills, or they will clog.&lt;br /&gt;And never grind pink or green peppercorns without adding black or white peppercorns, to prevent clogging of the mechanism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114860857981115767?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114860857981115767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114860857981115767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114860857981115767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114860857981115767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/meet-mills.html' title='meet the mills'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114852398187278815</id><published>2006-05-25T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:27:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the salad spinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/salad.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/1600/spinner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1676/1164/200/spinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was given one of the greatest invention ever i'm telling you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SALAD SPINNER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wash your greens, chuck it in, and spin it dry!&lt;br /&gt;no more soggy salads, it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;absolutely gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! a simple mechanism really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other applications include spinning your socks dry for the just-in-time date, your pet hamster after his/her bath (bonus: watch hammie walk in circles after), just spinning it is fun too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, go get one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;note: no hamsters were harm in the production of this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114852398187278815?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114852398187278815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114852398187278815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114852398187278815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114852398187278815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/salad-spinner.html' title='the salad spinner'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114845667732119758</id><published>2006-05-24T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:28:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping a matchbox in the loo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you take a crap, light a match! twice if you had beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kills all embarassing odours... phooh! works like a charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114845667732119758?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114845667732119758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114845667732119758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114845667732119758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114845667732119758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/keeping-matchbox-in-loo.html' title='keeping a matchbox in the loo'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28647330.post-114845361905773609</id><published>2006-05-24T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:29:51.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>had an account a year ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i now attempt to blog....... for the xth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will need to take more pictures and say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28647330-114845361905773609?l=lifewithcheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114845361905773609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28647330&amp;postID=114845361905773609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114845361905773609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28647330/posts/default/114845361905773609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithcheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-account-year-ago.html' title='had an account a year ago...'/><author><name>cheo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15050958488257657613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/71/72/2722717/28724547639042l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
