ok ok… i know… i’ve not been up to date with IT stuffs. been wanting to know what this RSS feed is all about since it existed but never got the chance willpower to do so.

So recently, well actually, yesterday, i go try figure em out. and hey, its actually simple and i find it extremely helpful in many ways.

ok lemme see if i can explain the RSS feed to yall a little better.

things you need to know about the RSS feed

• RSS is a stream of updated information. It comes from a website (you typically can see the logo in this blog post on some websites) or some other content application which will allow the RSS Reader (which i will explain to you later) to know of an update.
• When the RSS reader acknowledged an update from the website that you subscribe to, it grabs the headlines and content to display them to you.
• This makes it easy for you to anticipate, personal and relevant communications to (or with) whatever content sources–like companies, blogs,  calendars or databases which has the RSS feed capabilities.

For me, i’m using Google’s Reader. Being an android user, it is just a breeze to have everything ‘googlified‘.

So how do you subscribe a feed?

First of all, get yourself register to a reader. There’s many RSS feed reader out there. Here’s to a few.

Now, lets just go to a website which has the RSS feed. Just go to www.tigerwoods.com .

From that website, you can find the RSS feed icon on the top right. just beside the facebook and twitter icon.

do a right click on the icon, copy the link address. go to your reader and i’m sure you will find a subscribe to this link textbox or something. get it synchronised, and you are done. all feeds from tiger woods website will be pushed to your reader. continue doing this on your other favourite sites which support RSS feeds. You probably wont need to go to their website anymore as all the contents will be consolidated and feed in your reader.

happy trying.

because self threats exist

i’ve always instilled this ‘skill’ in me when i was a child. this usually applies when i get cornered in situations, or when im facing tasks which i rather not do.

this silly ‘skill’ was actually ‘acquired’ when i was in primary school. it all began when i witnessed a confrontation between two kids which led the one threatening, getting the upper hand and winning the ‘battle‘.

we’re in the midst of a science project and it was evolving the life cycle of a chicken. the kid who was threatening, kid A, was not part of the project. kid B, who was part of the project however was merely playing around with the chick. kid A confronted kid B with something along this line (if i remembered correctly), “if you are not interested to do this, someone else will take over you”. bla bla bla… in the end, kid B eventually replaced by kid A and stole the limelight of being a project leader and starts representing the class for future science projects.

as i get older, this ‘threatening’ skill seemed to be applied by almost everyone. or should i define, applied by those who have the will to posses. the threatening contents, of course, are more of matured ingredients.

its almost everything one can co-relate to this threat. to sample a few, “if you are not going to take care of your parents, someone else will”. “if you are not going to do your job, someone else will”. “if you are not going to love your siblings, someone else will”. and the list can go on and on….

so to apply this skill in my daily life, i would go on threatening myself. similar to threats sampled above. it does give me a nudge to move out from my comfort zone. you can try it. to add more spice in this scare tactics, try imagine what goes on beyond that. it might just scare your guts.

there is however ONE particular scenario which this ‘skill’ can NEVER be applied. “if you are not going to take care of yourself ……”. No one will take care of you. Period. No further arguments on this. for those who refuse to help themselves cant be helped here.

i had friends who uses breath spray… i’d avoid that to confuse the confused. my toothpaste is running low… HELP!!! oh… for me, i will brush my teeth twice during office hours. once before lunch… and then about 4pm. ya know, just to keep em fresh.

brush your freakin teeth!!

at this moment, i also do think about those PRCs who … ok let’s just say toothpaste in singapore might be expensive…. BUT THATS NOT A REASON FOR YOU TO BRUSH YOUR TEETH ONCE A WEEK!!!

learning to cook

not really my way but… yeah… sometimes it happens.

Have to admit that im not a fan of the window seat. Beside me, there’s this angmoh lady. She’s quite petite but im sure she has to get off her seat if i were to go to the loo. What im trying to say is that its a freaking crampy seat. my knees were less than an inch to the back of the front seat. so much hype for an A380. But nonetheless, it was a smooth 5 hours flight. Or probably because i need not get outta my seat at all.

goodbye singapore, hello china!

And i just have to rub in that the SIA stewardess are not those whom you’d be proud with walking in town. *honest*. the dudes are way better looking.

That 5 hours flight, i occupy myself with HIMYM (2 episodes) and 2 and a half men. Laughing my ass off with Charlie Sheen’s antics, not caring the lady giving me the cock stares every 10 minutes. (how inconsiderate… of me)

HY is probably enjoying his isle seat having flows of wines and beers. I assume..

5 hours later, we are in HK international airport. First thing to do, is to get on their free WIFI (which sucks) to ‘whatsapp’ people back in SG on my safe landing. Slacked for an hour at Gloria’s Cafe while waiting for our ferry to Macau. We skipped the direct ferry to Zhuhai to save that miserable 1 hour of journey time.

After the one hour ferry ride to Macau, (i refuse to add on the frustration of waiting for our luggage) we hopped on a cab to bring us to the China border. Tadaaa… we arrived at the GongBei port. To my surprise, the human traffic is like i have to multiply by 23827298612 of what i normally see at the JB customs. If one has to complain about the kiasuism in Singapore, they ought to see whats going on here. Hy was even pushed by an elderly who wants to get in line.

After that horrific experience, we finally crossed the border and finally made it in china. That 200 meters walk to our hotel room was quite an eye opener too. I’ve never seen so much people in a mall all my life.

Ahhhh… we finally stepped in the hotel. Someway or another, i feel secured. To date, i have no idea what the guys meant that in China, this Charming Hotel is a 5 stars hotel but to the locals, its a 4 stars hotel.

Anyways, its located at 2 Weiji Road (Weiji Lu), Gongbei. Do check it out if you happen to travel to Zhuhai. I would recommend you guys this hotel apart from the Holiday Inn which is some few miles away. Reason being, you can almost get anything and everything within a km circumference of the hotel. I really mean literally everything. Clothes, gadgets, Food… wait… i just said Everything didnt i?

One thing i enjoyed when i touch down was its weather. Its a mere 17deg during day. Which i feel is juuuusssttt nice for my thick and warm skin.

the only thing i wanna bitch about work is the 1hr odd journey to the factory. the bumpy ride and the inconsiderate drivers didnt help any bit. toilets within the factory though i’d rate them 1/10, its still very much preferred if i were to compare those in public.

apart from me being a brown alien in their country, everything seems good. thank god i speak a little mandarin. it helps a lot. in fact, i think it has become something fancy. i can visualize the tiny manjans there talking to each other “what the f**k he wants from us?”. when i walked thru the production floor, none didnt take a glimpse of me. the brown skin must’ve been glowing i reckon, for them to get distracted from their work. the lunch hours there is pretty dope. they were made to switch off electricity and have power naps. this, i am impressed.

The food in china is so so… for a humble mc’nugget who eats hawker centre food like me, its rather tough. i cant find halal hawker centre food there. my worry of eating dog meat is always on top of my head… nonetheless, i ate at weird places like a mushroom restaurant (i hate mushrooms), restaurant which looks like a boat… and some weird other places.

Over the weekend, my and my colleague get to walk around Macau a little. If not for his bad tummy, we would’ve been there longer. The immediate sense of sanity embraced me the moment i stepped in Macau. The people are different, the money is different, the air is different…. the entire feel is different.

Managed to wonder around two casinos…. and an early dinner at a portugese restaurant.

i seriously could blab a lot about the trip in this blog… but… i will just end it here. bye bye.

Isks

to spit and lick back...

as per the topic, do you mind licking back the saliva (perhaps with some of the green gooey mucus from your tonsils) which you have already spit, back to your taste buds? gross sounding doesn’t it? unacceptable? of course.

well this scenario can also be applied in walks of life. For example;

you bought a phone to replace your old phone. you brag at how your new phone is better than the old one. along the way, you somehow fall apart with your new phone cos your old phone works better and have all the things you need. do you (lick) use back your old phone which you just (spit) dumped?

In similar cases, this scenario can be used for; pets, boyfriends, JOBs, friends, gadgets, JOBs, toys, girlfriends, JOBs, clothes, vehicles, shoes, JOBs … and the list goes on. good thing blood ties doesn’t imply here. or maybe it does…

well, stop wondering to why i blog about this. an interesting story just creeped up my thoughts. thats all. no i’m not venting my anger or whatsoever.

bottomline, my point is, don’t talk so much about the things you left, dispose, dump or throw. you never know when you’ll be needing them….. again.

“ryan, what did ayah tell u? only scared of Allah (swt). dont be scared of anything else” young ryan then braved himself (though still trembling) and walked past the area where he saw the cockroach earlier on. took a peek back to the area.. and continued to play.

im proud of how he instilled that sort of courage to his son.