<?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-3673839860212713190</id><updated>2011-11-04T20:30:52.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DEFINITION</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-7236096330757078489</id><published>2011-08-08T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:11:45.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my blog for now... =D Well, matriculation is finally over and things have finally settled down. Semester can start proper at last but with the time table given to me, well, lets just say I won't be able to cope at the beginning. But it'll take some use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those of you who saw my recent Facebook post about coincidence, I think I seriously need to give a thought to my words or saying in the future... Guess who I met in the streets of the Geylang Serai. Just before I was started breaking fast, I ran into my sister-in-law's dad and her younger sister. Apparently, they too are buying take-aways to break fast at home. So we chatted for a while only to find out that my bro and sis-in-law are both working. It's a no wonder I cannot contact them all this while. Haha... =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, after breaking fast, we decided hang around the bazaar to survey the prices of my baju kurung as well as look for shawl to go with the suit. So while hanging around in that area, once again I bumped into my uncle and my aunties. How unlucky of me to keep bumping into my family members every now and then. Not that I hate them but bumping into them so often these days. I'm pretty sure there's a reason why... Or is it really pure coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind about that... Anyway the night is getting late. Guess I'll stop her for now. Cheerios, peeps... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-7236096330757078489?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7236096330757078489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=7236096330757078489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/7236096330757078489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/7236096330757078489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-1110176089577358555</id><published>2011-08-01T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:19:32.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st day....</title><content type='html'>Hi peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, today is the 1st day of the Holy Month Of Ramadan which also means that the Muslim community has started the fasting season. Haha... I so cannot wait to break my fast later at around 7:20pm. Why on earth is the clock ticking so slowly??!! ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind about that. =D So here's a little update about me... I've finally completed National Service in April with a slow and stealth note, exiting from the gates of the station. With the election on May 7, I was set busy with the campaigning and publicity duty for my MP. By the way, those of you who don't know where I reside, I'm currently in Potong Pasir. Oh well, here we go again; if you know what I mean. Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 9 days of stressful and tiring campaign plus the horrific results that came out, I had to head back to NTUC Fairprice Xtra in Ang Mo Kio Hub to get myself a job. Back to the cashiering post that I once held in Dec 2008 before National Service Enlistment, I held onto that post for about 3 months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that college semester is starting, I guess I'll be lowering my commitment there and pay more attention to school then. Boy, I can tell you that matriculation killed me, big time! Hah! There's more coming up in the following weeks, plus with the fasting month, I really hope I can pull this through properly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now peeps... I'll be posting soon after school tomorrow or maybe the day after if I'm really dead beat... Meanwhile, you take care and stay happy always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, peeps... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-1110176089577358555?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1110176089577358555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=1110176089577358555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1110176089577358555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1110176089577358555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-day.html' title='The 1st day....'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-8371722469254325446</id><published>2011-01-14T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T03:07:50.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning Of The New Year</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very Happy New Year to you all. I know it’s kind of late for me to wish you guys out there. Haha... So ushering the New Year with all of our resolutions, I suppose some of us are already starting on it while some of us are still working on where to begin with these resolutions. 2010 has passed by our shoulders with the wink of an eye. I still can remember vividly the first day I spent during 2010. I was in KL with my family taking a short trip there to spend some quality time with my sister-in-law who got married in Nov 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year has been very wonderful and a enjoyable one with me and my friends, Sabri, Fazli, Atika &amp;amp; Rusyidia spending the night on eve of the new year, slacking overnight at Marina Bay Sands and Esplanade. The countdown to 2011 was fantastic with the usually brilliance of fireworks, the robust crowds of people around the area, the fabulous concerts and the night party dance. Check out some of the pictures that we took that night. (P.S. Many thanks to Sabri and Cammy for the wonderful camera and the photographs taken by them. And not forgetting Fazli for lending me his phone to film the whole 7mins plus fireworks scene at 12mn sharp on 01/01/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTHr7okBK_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1ogT3D5nZYY/s1600/The%2BWonderful%2BOreo%2BCheesecake..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTHr7okBK_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1ogT3D5nZYY/s320/The%2BWonderful%2BOreo%2BCheesecake..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562486424512572402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous Oreo Cheesecake known to taste like poop... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXiySx5xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hebNh9un1yg/s1600/Hmmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXiySx5xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hebNh9un1yg/s320/Hmmmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562323269906982674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a pissful dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXyn5N17I/AAAAAAAAAHY/oNqoc8fNUNw/s1600/MBS%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXyn5N17I/AAAAAAAAAHY/oNqoc8fNUNw/s320/MBS%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562323541993314226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay Sands from the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXF3vV-rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/O101e3bvlb0/s1600/Good%2BFriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFXF3vV-rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/O101e3bvlb0/s320/Good%2BFriends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562322773152758450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two good friends... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFUlWv-kwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/r1c8doZiHeM/s1600/Above%2BThe%2BLight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFUlWv-kwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/r1c8doZiHeM/s320/Above%2BThe%2BLight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562320015517979394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night light below me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFYEtvD35I/AAAAAAAAAHg/OW8szAGcCOo/s1600/Season%2527s%2BGreetings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFYEtvD35I/AAAAAAAAAHg/OW8szAGcCOo/s320/Season%2527s%2BGreetings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562323852798975890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season's Greetings from Marina Bay Sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTHs16yL1uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Pxr8nIgrdCY/s1600/The%2BMidnight%2BCrowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTHs16yL1uI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Pxr8nIgrdCY/s320/The%2BMidnight%2BCrowd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562487425836242658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mad crowd awaiting for the final moment to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ef81a2741f42923" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ef81a2741f42923%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928726%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24687D50A1778FF0763AE12CAB787B09E5816B35.58AC62E66AAD633A22A9B5B5AE88F136A503F0EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ef81a2741f42923%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlSaUMnANBZaSTWI1FH0_xDLxOZU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ef81a2741f42923%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928726%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24687D50A1778FF0763AE12CAB787B09E5816B35.58AC62E66AAD633A22A9B5B5AE88F136A503F0EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ef81a2741f42923%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlSaUMnANBZaSTWI1FH0_xDLxOZU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final moment arrived; the fireworks during the New Year's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFW5aqRTbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gOqRKdfIOHo/s1600/Happy%2BGrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTFW5aqRTbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gOqRKdfIOHo/s320/Happy%2BGrp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562322559188422066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in office, the atmosphere is still the same except with a new staffs and the return of infamous colleague of mine whom we all know that it’s the one who has been giving tons and unnecessary problems in the office. Everyone was still in the holiday mood since December 2010 has been passing by so slowly so not many assignments were given and tasks that were handed out was also an easy one. The main buzz in the office was actually the Dinner &amp;amp; Dance that would be organised at Zouk Entertainment Club for the first time. How exciting is this?? I so love to have a D&amp;amp;D at a club... There were rumours that there will be a surprise performance by my officers which I think it’s a good thing that I got the early bird ticket at only $15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after a short week, the big day came. I had to take a whole day off because I have this problem with me. When it comes to events like this, I’m often spoiled for choice as to what to wear because I don’t want to be undress nor overdress. Eventually, after deciding for almost the whole morning, I decided to wear casual smart, with my t-shirt and my blazer. Actually, it looked good for a party dress. And you know what? I don’t even know how to get there in the first place. Hah! So I decided to meet my colleague who’s from a different department at Dhoby Ghaut. From there, we took a public transport to location and met up with my other colleagues and proceeded to register ourselves at the registration booth. The door gifts were rather interesting with a special lanyard for the party and a shaker that makes a ringing sound when you shake it. There was an even a pair of movie tickets costing $10 each... Hmmm, where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere in Zouk wasn’t really that loud when I first entered. Everything was being prepared. The sound system, the lightings, the dance floor and the props are being ushered in slowly. Even the drink bars are still preparing the cups and goblets. As the time goes by, more entered the club and at 6:30pm sharp, the DJ appeared and started off the party with one of my senior directors officiating the beginning of the event. And so the party starts... The food was so scrumptious that I ate 4 rounds of it. There was cheese hotdogs, fried rice and noodles, salmon steak, and loads of finger foods, just to name a few. Apart from the main course, there was a kebab station located at the centre bar, chocolate and tiramisu being served at the other end of the club. I really ate to my fullest and next come the drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought the soft drinks was able to make me enjoy the party but it seems not to be working for me so I decided to try some of my own mix version of vodka with the soft drinks. I can tell you the difference once the drinks managed to loosen my nerves and I partied like a madman...  It was fun having to drink such party drinks once in a while. Anyway, it was free flow so will seem to be like a waste if I don’t drink to my heart’s content. After downing each cup, gradually I can feel the effect of the alcohol getting onto my nerves. So after I drank almost to 20 cups of drinks, I was so high. I wasn’t who I usually was back in office. You would have guess that I was doing all sorts of funny things. Another friend of mine was also as drunk as me and we had loads of fun together. We partied till like 1 o’clock in the morning and my best friend had to drag me out of the club eventually because I was too drunk to the extent of doing all sorts of indecent things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, surprisingly, I didn’t have any hangover compared to my other colleagues... Hah! That only means I’m able to take my alcohol very well. Unaware about the surroundings back in the party at Zouk, something terrible came by. One of my friends drowned at the nearby river during the party time. It seemed that he was too drunk and lost his footing and fell into the big drain located between Kim Seng Road and Zion Road. From there, he drowned despite the presence of many passer-by. Alright peeps, I guess I should end the entry now as time doesn’t permit me to continue any further. Good night and take care, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Faz =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-8371722469254325446?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8371722469254325446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=8371722469254325446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/8371722469254325446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/8371722469254325446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/beginning-of-new-year.html' title='The Beginning Of The New Year'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TTHr7okBK_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1ogT3D5nZYY/s72-c/The%2BWonderful%2BOreo%2BCheesecake..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-2564280330574562403</id><published>2010-12-05T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:51:11.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Week Ends…</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has rather been a fast one. With my mum’s birthday that took place on 20th Nov on Saturday, it was a rather fast and simple celebration at Vivo City Burger King and a roundabout in Vivo City. Everything went smoothly in office and I must say, the atmosphere in the office has finally reached its limit. My supervisor has completed his assignment and will be going on a very long vacation. That only means that I’ve all the free time in the world to do anything in office, ain’t that great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the year end approaching, everything and everyone is on low profile, not making any big fuss or problems. With most of my colleagues leaving for holidays and vacations, I suppose being in office alone do have its perks. With all of my vacation leave and time-offs cleared, the office seemed to be welcoming of my presence there. I paid a visit to my alma mater last Friday and was rather surprised to see that most of my tutor who taught me over the course of my studies there has been transferred all over the colleges in Singapore. In addition to that, I just found out that my home tutor will attempt to overcome the Himalayas mountainous regions including Mount Everest herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the week coming to an end, most of the things going on in my life has taken a deceleration and remaining stagnant for the rest of the month. Till then, take care peeps and stay happy always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-2564280330574562403?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2564280330574562403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=2564280330574562403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/2564280330574562403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/2564280330574562403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-week-ends.html' title='After The Week Ends…'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-6909409591218135401</id><published>2010-11-19T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:31:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Weeks Ends...</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been busy with my life till I kinda forgot about this blog. So far, nothing special has happened for the previous weeks. I guess normalcy has set back into the office. Here's the good news: I don't think I told you guys about this. I got charged that time back in Sept for a folly act that I did during a moment of anger. So, when I tried to speak to the JDO, he told that the Board Of Inquiry had to close the case as he was also involved in the case as he signed the papers. Oh well, the fact that the charges are being dropped and the whole matter has been placed to an end really relieved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Deepavali has ended so has Hari Raya Haji which just ended like 2 days ago. Hmmm.. Not much happened during the period though. By the way, I took all of my vacation leave this week just to finish them away. Why? You may ask, as most of my colleagues will be gone during the month of December, so if I'm gone that time... Oh well, you all can guess what's going to happen in the office... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been doing loads of night duty just to claim the Off days given for next Friday's outing with my NDPeeps 2010.. Kinda treating them to Singapore Flyer Outing. Since the Force is giving away free tickets, why not use the opportunity to enjoy while we can? I'm going to be freed of this liability of mine in 5 months' time... But I'm sure there will be times that I will miss NS especially those days back in the training school at Civil Defence Academy, Jalan Bahar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my mum 56th birthday and so plans we made of going to eat at Swensens and watch Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows with her and my bro. (P.S. It's the 2nd time I'm watching) But then, there'll be changes. She wanted to eat at some cheap Banquet place for its Fish &amp; Chips. Oh well, it's her birthday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, guess this is all I have for now. Till then, you take care and I post more as time goes by. Cheers... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-6909409591218135401?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6909409591218135401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=6909409591218135401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/6909409591218135401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/6909409591218135401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-weeks-ends.html' title='After The Weeks Ends...'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-238006329980037351</id><published>2010-10-24T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:43:27.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Week Ends...</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, first and foremost, the festive season of Syawal has been long over. Surprised to say, I don’t really enjoy much of this year’s festive season, given the fact that it is a repeated event for almost 20 years of my life. Now that it’s over, another chapter of my life sets in.  With the end of the year approaching, Deepavali and Hari Raya Aidil’adha coming up, my guess is that people are going to get busy with these festivities at hand. Practically, this week has rather been a boring one with the usually meeting routine and tasks given by my superiors. I guess time has stopped for now and there may be a reason behind it. These days, I’ve been loosing much steam due to unknown reasons. I guess nothing much has happen for me to post so till then take care people and stay happy always no matter what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-238006329980037351?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/238006329980037351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=238006329980037351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/238006329980037351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/238006329980037351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/after-week-ends.html' title='After The Week Ends...'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-4783772579419309088</id><published>2010-10-02T00:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T01:48:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Whole Ordeal....</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that these few months have been rather a very busy period for me at least if not, my family's buzzing over lots of activities... It all begins in April with the NDP 2010 Marching Contingent rehearsals kicking in at Nee Soon Camp practically every Sat from 0830hrs till 1830hrs every time. But though I spent almost the whole day there, I really enjoy myself there... Apart from the food that was provided by both Sodexo (FYI: They serve with better standard compared to when during my BRT days in BRTC) and the NDP EXCO, marching with my other mates from other divisions was damn fun. Seeing the common mistakes done in footdrill, and the funny RSMs with their jokes and stuffs, no wonder I really miss being in NDP 2010... Just hope to join in NDP 2011 next year. Hahaz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYaHAMMhYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q0D_6MEkXKE/s1600/31885_439809643528_89175368528_5713298_2833489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523130700629050754 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYaHAMMhYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q0D_6MEkXKE/s320/31885_439809643528_89175368528_5713298_2833489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The contingent, making the right turn after saluting to President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYbslj6_KI/AAAAAAAAADc/pYtq8owJgVQ/s1600/38375_451827478528_89175368528_6040310_850108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523132445827464354 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYbslj6_KI/AAAAAAAAADc/pYtq8owJgVQ/s320/38375_451827478528_89175368528_6040310_850108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Preparing for NE Show 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fca46a5ca16a25e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfca46a5ca16a25e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928726%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6035DD3E6DDBFDCC101679BB739DDD6926C685B.20E30944BBDE01C161A20818F7533E4A4AA508F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfca46a5ca16a25e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM8DV8VMiHwV221o9tu8ZIKkkq_c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfca46a5ca16a25e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329928726%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6035DD3E6DDBFDCC101679BB739DDD6926C685B.20E30944BBDE01C161A20818F7533E4A4AA508F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfca46a5ca16a25e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM8DV8VMiHwV221o9tu8ZIKkkq_c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the Driving Files plus my Contingent Commander, CPT Bryan Ng and CPT Matthew Tay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, right after NDP 2010, the holy month of Ramadan sets in and there begins the boring but yet fulfilling times of Pre-dawn meals and having If'tar together with my family and friends. This period, I would say is the most hectic of all as 3 main events clashed in this period. Firstly, fasting month sets in, secondly, the inaugural Youth Olympic Games and thirdly, the Civil Defence Day Parade training; all 3 being squeezed into 2 months... I can practically die out of exhaustion if not because of my discipline and endurance to take in all these stuffs in a row... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYaigH2b9I/AAAAAAAAADE/X6E5Qu7tv1U/s1600/60356_1465606193150_1023372894_31013856_3151886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523131173057228754 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYaigH2b9I/AAAAAAAAADE/X6E5Qu7tv1U/s320/60356_1465606193150_1023372894_31013856_3151886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The happiness(or maybe the craziness)of Raya-ing around... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYa3YrqL9I/AAAAAAAAADM/2T9CFEE1fnE/s1600/59818_486451612872_729667872_6855678_5327891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523131531837190098 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYa3YrqL9I/AAAAAAAAADM/2T9CFEE1fnE/s320/59818_486451612872_729667872_6855678_5327891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and SGT Azlan keeping as memories... Awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYbLQ9hTXI/AAAAAAAAADU/IaeNipnaWLc/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523131873362005362 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYbLQ9hTXI/AAAAAAAAADU/IaeNipnaWLc/s320/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ready and prepared for the final showdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the fiasco, the horizon darkens for me with the F1 comin in. Plans, maps, Ops Order all starts to haunt me back like what happened back in 2009 when the F1 race took place the 2nd time. But through all the hard work, I had fun doing all of it because it's all a breeze now since all I did was to take the last template and paste it over the new one. Hahaz. Guess working smart has its perks. Then come the actual standby 26th Sept and the usual thing happens. BOREDOM KILLED ME!!! And the Stand Down resurrected me back from the dead. It all ended at 2330hrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long morning has come to an end. At last, now I suppose it's time to call it a day for most of us and with these major events now over, I hope there won't be anymore major plans or events till the next time I come across; hopefully when I've ORDed from NS and peace sets in me again. Till then, enjoy yourself peeps and take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-4783772579419309088?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4783772579419309088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=4783772579419309088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/4783772579419309088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/4783772579419309088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/after-whole-ordeal.html' title='After The Whole Ordeal....'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKYaHAMMhYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q0D_6MEkXKE/s72-c/31885_439809643528_89175368528_5713298_2833489_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-4782649841064161415</id><published>2010-08-20T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T15:29:02.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back into the good old days</title><content type='html'>Sitting down on an armchair in front of the living room window, sipping a cup of hot apple tea and looking into the peaceful and cool reservation across my flat while listening to a few pieces of symphony by Beethoven. Tears streamed down from my eyes out of the blue and my heart aches worst that a thousand knives stabbing into it. They say a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the memories of spending 17 weeks of my NS life in the preparation of National Day Parade 2010 flash passed by in my head - the fun jokes, the cheering of the crowds, the practices on Nee Soon Camp ground and the scrumptious food - I can't help but just have to see it once again only as memories and not being able to relive it ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFMRM5FTI/AAAAAAAAADk/QOceIBXE3GA/s1600/34222_1451430760778_1083536639_3177546_7652493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFMRM5FTI/AAAAAAAAADk/QOceIBXE3GA/s320/34222_1451430760778_1083536639_3177546_7652493_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523318807583069490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying life during NDP 2010 break times. (Preparing for the evening rehearsals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFyJF_dfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-QDJiLFikjU/s1600/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFyJF_dfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-QDJiLFikjU/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523319458241672690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be the most "KILAT" marcher in my contingent... Hehe.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this period of time, I've made more friends and network contacts as the weeks goes by and had always look forward to see them every week. And as each week pass by, the times that we had share together as marchers, colleagues and above all as friends, really etched onto my mind forever. I really don't want to end this very fast but all good things have to come to an end. Things got really into the heat when the training took place at the Padang. The 1st time I set foot at the Padang, I told myself this "Here I am on the grounds of Independence, here is where I will make history in my life and here is where I will portray my very best for the parade which I had practised hard enough back in Nee Soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFxapjLII/AAAAAAAAADs/k2KtPXbLJ8g/s1600/35906_441526918528_89175368528_5763100_5123144_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFxapjLII/AAAAAAAAADs/k2KtPXbLJ8g/s320/35906_441526918528_89175368528_5763100_5123144_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523319445774347394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first rehearsal at the Padang on 19th June 2010 @ 1330hrs... Trust me, the sun is boiling my blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything that happened at the Padang was a flash of light. There were only less than 4 rehearsals in June and come July, the National Education Shows and the Preview. The BIG day itself on 9th Aug. The exhilration when I first march into the Padang filled with spectators really boost my motivation and drive to go for it every single week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFx27450I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7b7Jcb1RXxc/s1600/36898_449172033528_89175368528_5973357_6660307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFx27450I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7b7Jcb1RXxc/s320/36898_449172033528_89175368528_5973357_6660307_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523319453367461698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contingent in NE Show 1 without me... Argh!!! X@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time when I couldn't march was in National Education Show 1. As I recalled, the afternoon was especially blazing. As the sun boiled the cemented flooring of the Padang, I was sweating like a horse. To worsen it off, I suffered from insomnia the previous night and had not enough water intake before the rehearsal. All 3 effects set on me and the next thing I knew, I was on my knees squeezing my temple to control my dizziness and then, black out. According to protocols, I'm not allowed to march in the evening and it really irritated me a lot on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, a promise to myself never to fail again in the Padang. The remaining National Education Shows were superb... The kids and the audience were practically the best amongst all rehearsals. The weather also gave us their blessings. Things ran very smoothly for the other shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKgwaMQJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OzlwPlvHOQo/s1600/35711_446385598528_89175368528_5894507_765312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKgwaMQJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OzlwPlvHOQo/s320/35711_446385598528_89175368528_5894507_765312_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523718169493627650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting it all serious during NDP Preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it came to the Preview, the first thing that took my attention was the stringent security checks. Man, they didn't even spare the officers. But it was really funny when they wanted to check my guns... I was wondering as the guns that SCDF uses was a dummy gun and even though it was the real thing, it only shoots water and can only harm a cat... Hah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, National Day Parade 2010 took place and I was rather pissed off. SCDF was never shown on the national television except the march pass which only zoomed to contingent commander and me. The contingent worked hard for it and this is what they get in return? I just don't see the rationale behind this at all. Never mind about that. Oh well, National Day 2010 is now history and I'll post more soon. So take care peeps and will tell you more about this journey... Till then, all the best in your work and stay happy... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do take a look at the pics yeah? Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwV8eKFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/47TDQvXgcgU/s1600/untitled+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwV8eKFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/47TDQvXgcgU/s320/untitled+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523327123913058386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being forced to smile... Oh well... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwPPI9BI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dqEWDq2yw8k/s1600/NDP+MCR+2+_117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwPPI9BI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dqEWDq2yw8k/s320/NDP+MCR+2+_117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523327122112312338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men behind all the success of SCDF Marching Contingent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwPAV-xI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xWM1kSpxc8/s1600/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMwPAV-xI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xWM1kSpxc8/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523327122050251538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching off from MBS Mist Park on NDP Preview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMvssp7GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XyeSpVyyNS4/s1600/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMvssp7GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XyeSpVyyNS4/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523327112840866914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingent formed up and ready to march off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMvb10pEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DPJLZKOyWkU/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbMvb10pEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DPJLZKOyWkU/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523327108315915330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing after a days' of hard training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKO91ekZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ou66hd75MR8/s1600/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKO91ekZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ou66hd75MR8/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523324351482335634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDA-ians... Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKOnqLKQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cuxn-im14Bk/s1600/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKOnqLKQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cuxn-im14Bk/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523324345529346306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; PTE Chng. Known to be the most Kilat Provost in 4th Div...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKOTMemSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gxi51SJcSMs/s1600/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKOTMemSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gxi51SJcSMs/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523324340036081954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC gals... How cute are they? Hehe... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKNw8RImI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eJn0ozEswZg/s1600/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKNw8RImI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eJn0ozEswZg/s320/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523324330841285218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random group shot with the NCC gals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKNz0C8PI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1aVbpG4VMOY/s1600/39052_1366484486650_1367801418_30869970_8378734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbKNz0C8PI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1aVbpG4VMOY/s320/39052_1366484486650_1367801418_30869970_8378734_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523324331612106994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promoting KFC as the main food sponsor for NDP 2010... Seriously, the next time I see KFC, I'll vomit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5mlDnyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EgvZATDLrIk/s1600/4830208095_1a6b5accd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5mlDnyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EgvZATDLrIk/s320/4830208095_1a6b5accd5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523321785438936866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP Preview on 31st July 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5etFcJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9K24pOVyAXE/s1600/4828824151_eacb6549f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5etFcJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9K24pOVyAXE/s320/4828824151_eacb6549f1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523321783325126802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot of me, LCP Ramlan and 2WO Tommy... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5CGownI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RdSLyPzrl4s/s1600/39479_429587946168_605006168_4873369_3509253_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH5CGownI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RdSLyPzrl4s/s320/39479_429587946168_605006168_4873369_3509253_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523321775647670898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching Off Shot 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH42EbiXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RKY95RXTdII/s1600/37630_454465073528_89175368528_6113605_3860765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH42EbiXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RKY95RXTdII/s320/37630_454465073528_89175368528_6113605_3860765_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523321772417190258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching Off Shot 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH4uNTK-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/GgOgLjx6oaU/s1600/35906_441561118528_89175368528_5764829_7822767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbH4uNTK-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/GgOgLjx6oaU/s320/35906_441561118528_89175368528_5764829_7822767_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523321770306907106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ke Dalam, LU-RUS!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-4782649841064161415?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4782649841064161415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=4782649841064161415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/4782649841064161415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/4782649841064161415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/looking-back-into-good-old-days.html' title='Looking back into the good old days'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKbFMRM5FTI/AAAAAAAAADk/QOceIBXE3GA/s72-c/34222_1451430760778_1083536639_3177546_7652493_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-3967086169951481018</id><published>2010-08-14T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:51:53.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a short glimpse</title><content type='html'>Things don't always turn out to the way it should be. NDP 2010 was alright... Similar to the Preview but with more additional special effects and a more spectacular fireworks. CD Day Parade training finally came to Combined Rehearsal 1 with all the relevant personnels in but with the absence of the school band which was not really a big matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, now the fasting month has kicked in and it's really taking the toll on me... Hopeless siblings plus irritating parents can really be a negative addition to the already tiring fasting day. I just hope things will turn out the better way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-3967086169951481018?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3967086169951481018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=3967086169951481018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/3967086169951481018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/3967086169951481018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-in-short-glimpse.html' title='Life in a short glimpse'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-1759465834125930997</id><published>2010-08-03T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:15:39.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP Preview @ Padang</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was one of the longest and most contenting day ever in my life. NDP Preview took place on Saturday and it lasted from morning till night. The usual morning procedures occurred only that, there are more personnel involved on Saturday’s event for a more stringent security standby. CVs were deployed to their location while we took the coach to our usual holding area at the F1 Pit Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Unlike the other days, we had to undergo a security check before we’re allowed into the paddocks. After the checks, we went to our holding area, only to find that it was shut. So, common sense moved our legs up the stairs and to my pleasant surprise, we’re back to our old air-conditioned holding area on the 2nd level. Thank God…  Well, guessed our comeback has lots of good stuffs in store for us. Breakfast was KFC, many thanks to the Exco Comm,  was much better compared to the previous ones that they gave in the earlier trainings. Next, BRTC Sodexo came in with their packed briyani rice and I was on the verge of vomiting when I completed the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The afternoon parade begins with the burning sun scorching the heat on both the ground and on us. I can feel that the sun burning my skin away… It was a rather fast rehearsal which took only around 30mins. After the march past, we marched off to our holding area. Dinner was immediately served once we reached back. Passed on dinner to other things, I polished my boots to ensure its kilatness for the 1.5km route march that would held after the Parade &amp; Ceremony segment. Not long after, we’re preparing ourselves for the Preview. Things looked rather exciting and anxious at the same time as for every show, a whole new different crowd was expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The parade were the same things and procedures with the musical interludes, presidential inspection and the usual Fue De Joír or “Fire Of Joy”. Soon after, we march out to the city with the City March from the Padang to the newest Marina Bay Sands Casino to take the Pledge and witness the spectacular fireworks which lasted for about 4mins. Here’s the highlight of the night. The reserve Parade Commander, LTC Md Fhadley led the pledge-taking and he make a mistake. A mistake that really ashamed me (I’m not sure about others on this). He could have forgotten the some words of the pledge. The funniest part of it is this. A little girl around the age of 7 recited the last line of the pledge with the missing words that LTC Fhadley missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Right after the pledge taking, we waited for the remaining contingent to march off to their holding area and wasted about half an hour taking pictures and attracting the public's attention... Hahaz... Things happened very fast back in the holding area. We all had snacks and drinks and not long after, HOME SWEET HOME... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-1759465834125930997?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1759465834125930997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=1759465834125930997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1759465834125930997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1759465834125930997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/ndp-preview-padang_03.html' title='NDP Preview @ Padang'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-16342060436632663</id><published>2010-07-26T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:27:46.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Defence Day Parade @ BRTC</title><content type='html'>Hey, peeps... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was a good one. Finally, a mock rehearsal took place today and I really enjoyed it. Being in the Guard-Of-Honour has its pros and cons. Nonetheless, everything has its ups and downs. The contingent got reprimanded by our RSM. Cheekiness doesn't pay to be part of the contingent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the Ensign &amp; Escort rather did amazed me with their footdrill skills. Though they were slow at first (due to lack of training), they sure are fast learners and quick witted people. How I respect those people; carrying their flags and representing their unit... Must be a great honour for them to have to be appointed as Colours Party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, am waiting for the contingent to be fully represented. All but BRTC hasn't respond to the GOH call yet. Man, how irritating can this be... MOFOs that I think can't be GOH managed to be in but those who has the calibre are trying to avoid it or somewhat or rather not able to enter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just have to wait &amp; see on 4th Aug when the 1st Combined Rehearsal occurs. Till then, I'll keep you all posted on the latest developments on Civil Defence Day Parade 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-16342060436632663?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/16342060436632663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=16342060436632663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/16342060436632663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/16342060436632663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/civil-defence-day-parade-brtc_26.html' title='Civil Defence Day Parade @ BRTC'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-3248027221920286813</id><published>2010-07-25T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T13:31:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Defence Day Parade @ BRTC</title><content type='html'>Hey, viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD Day Parade trainings has begun and things are getting are started. First and foremost, I've been selected as the Guard-Of-Honour in this parade. I can't tell you how proud I was when I heard that not because I'm in the parade but because I get to don the No. 1 uniform. The No. 1 uniform is the ceremonial dress that uniform personnels wear during special parades or commemoration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's a once in a lifetime kind of thing for me. The first training that took place 2 weeks ago really opened my eyes to the challenges that I have to face in this upcoming parade. Not only do we have to hail a lance, which is a wooden stick with a metallic top, but march with it as well. So far, everything went smoothly for the contingent. Well, training continues tomorrow and see how it goes. Till then, cheerios people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-3248027221920286813?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3248027221920286813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=3248027221920286813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/3248027221920286813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/3248027221920286813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/civil-defence-day-parade-brtc.html' title='Civil Defence Day Parade @ BRTC'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673839860212713190.post-1847374732083287280</id><published>2010-07-25T13:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:08:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Education Show @ Padang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKhkH4Oic-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/avAcHEqCOkE/s1600/38809_1488039917723_1135703492_31373002_5232626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKhkH4Oic-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/avAcHEqCOkE/s400/38809_1488039917723_1135703492_31373002_5232626_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523775029485138914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCDF Marching Contingent with POCs, LTC Lek Seng Khoon(NDP 2010 PC) &amp; MWO Albert Chen Yuen Chong(NDP 2010 PRSM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi peeps. Good day to you all. Apparently, I just opened this blog recently in conjunction with the beginning of the NDP Saga so that we can share the happy moments together during this journey and on other milestones in life. To begin, I must say that NE Shows are getting more and more exciting as the weeks go by. Not only the parade segment but as well as the performances as well. I did make some glitches during the parade but the funniest that ever happened was when the Colours Party had to lower their flag when the command "Rusuk Senjata" was given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NE Show 3 was rather boring cuz the Guest-of-Honour was just a nobody so the Colours Party had to carry a dummy flag which I felt was really demoralising. Come on, it's the 3rd NE Show and still using dummy flags? Never mind about that one. I must say the crowd in this NE Show was the most ethusiastic amongst the other crowds in the previous NE Show. Some were even parroting the PSM and PC's command. Oh well, guess the NDP spirit is running high in everyone these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, NDP Preview is just round the corner with the inaugural Youth Olympic Games coming up and setting this small little red dot buzzing with lots and lots of activities and rehearsals. What a big clash. YOG &amp; NDP together in the same month... Guess I'll be busy these few days till end of Aug. Well, till next time, take care and enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3673839860212713190-1847374732083287280?l=fazzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1847374732083287280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3673839860212713190&amp;postID=1847374732083287280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1847374732083287280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3673839860212713190/posts/default/1847374732083287280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/national-education-show-padang.html' title='National Education Show @ Padang'/><author><name>Md Fazrudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11172007168417457584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37QI4bZvjbk/TKhkH4Oic-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/avAcHEqCOkE/s72-c/38809_1488039917723_1135703492_31373002_5232626_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
