<?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-8384070782541049780</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:06:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishyotter!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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>328</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6290399860757665518</id><published>2009-08-28T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:06:49.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=new look, bloody blogger=</title><content type='html'>blogger still looks bloody distorted on firefox now, i wonder if theres anything to do regarding that denial-of-service attack that actually occured a really long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switched accounts (and in turn the address) as i do not want to repeatedly change accounts everytime i switch from blogger to gmail, and vice versa. fortunately i managed to notice despite the flawed programming that we can actually import and export entries from a previous blog in another account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been (almost) a month since i officially became a varsity student, albeit a really demonic month. matriculating has been a really rude wake up call as to how realistic, well, reality can be, and many a times it is very, VERY disturbing. moreover seeing girls fresh out of high school with various modes of mindsets towards life, makes me feel REALLY REALLY OLD. Perhaps this is what the true underlying purpose of NS? to make you feel "superior", "mature", "more valuable"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly our lives are filled with alot of wake-up calls, but this is not due to the fact that our society, government, parents etc. are lacking and incompetent. we only have ourselves to nail on the wall everytime we go,'shit, i'd wish i had done better previously.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being me, i'd go,"why the fuck is there even the need for wake-up calls?"&lt;br /&gt;thats right, either dont go to sleep at all, or die sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks into NUS, and i got hit with the biggest arrow ever since getting into commando school. being an IFG captain zz. now i understand the woes of being a leader, of which i will never be a good one somehow. you should be able to feel this way too, its like some people are meant to lead the way, and some people are meant to follow. its a system that all of us will never escape. be in the wrong side, and the whole system will fail terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks ah, nobody turned up for training zz. NUS is aspiring to be a Global Knowledge Enterprise? Looks like its only being ruined by the Greatest Knumbskulls Ever found all over the school. A pity, it doesnt reflect how good the school really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6290399860757665518?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6290399860757665518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-look-bloody-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6290399860757665518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6290399860757665518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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heart and&lt;br /&gt;Is cruelly repeated over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to hate even those precious days we can’t return to&lt;br /&gt;What can we do?&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t understand the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Of the glory we carried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sensations that should have been cast away are resurrected&lt;br /&gt;While clad in serenity&lt;br /&gt;We accelerate and hide our irritations&lt;br /&gt;Things like emotions are useless&lt;br /&gt;But our hearts can’t catch up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fallen angel swooped down on&lt;br /&gt;The scenario of rebellion&lt;br /&gt;Why are you outside the light?&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn’t been born as I am,&lt;br /&gt;Would I have been ridiculed?&lt;br /&gt;Within in a selfless love&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know things like solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gazed into the distant sky&lt;br /&gt;That reflected my nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much I wish&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be touched by eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost to my own darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who can stand is fighting&lt;br /&gt;And carries unfading scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastating sadness&lt;br /&gt;Overshadows my heart and&lt;br /&gt;Is cruelly repeated over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stolen, fleeting light&lt;br /&gt;Connects to the living proof&lt;br /&gt;No matter the fate&lt;br /&gt;I’ll accept it,&lt;br /&gt;And live until the last moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gundam 00 Season 2 Epsiode Insert Song, Unlimited Sky by Tommy Heavenly6, english translation of the song lyric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1689840515898794168?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1689840515898794168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6344439054407497590</id><published>2009-06-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=mary-lou=</title><content type='html'>Mamas put your babies to sleep, story too cruelsome for&lt;br /&gt;them this is. In Junior high she said goodbye to her parents and ran&lt;br /&gt;away with a boy. She left her family warm and kind, all of her friends said&lt;br /&gt;"you're out of your mind". Life of her own she would find,&lt;br /&gt;it's monday and she's gotta grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Job as a waitress she sure was to find, beautiful face,&lt;br /&gt;mind of a child. Boy got her pregnant, Mary-Lou cried," For this I am&lt;br /&gt;too young oh why did you lie" You said "it's okay if we do it today", I was&lt;br /&gt;so scared that you would go away. "Despite all the papers been signed,&lt;br /&gt;mama take me back be so kind".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come&lt;br /&gt;home again. He promised the moon but won't marry you.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do, eating for two, he's goin' out with&lt;br /&gt;someone new. Sunshine or rain, it's all the same, life isn't gray&lt;br /&gt;oh Mary-Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamas do your children still sleep, in the safe of their&lt;br /&gt;cradles so sweet. Story I told you I have forseen, Your little angel ain't&lt;br /&gt;always so clean. Days to come aren't easy to see, You can change 'em but&lt;br /&gt;it isn't free. I see that you don't believe, ooo-oo, but you will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6344439054407497590?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6344439054407497590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/06/mary-lou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6344439054407497590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6344439054407497590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/06/mary-lou.html' title='=mary-lou='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3248004179307587356</id><published>2009-06-10T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=Mysteria=</title><content type='html'>The world around is killing me&lt;br /&gt;No thunder, wind and rain&lt;br /&gt;Eels are crawling everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Compounding with the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grind the army, the living dead, without destination&lt;br /&gt;The faceless crowd is out to kill all kinds of variations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to trample down my dreams&lt;br /&gt;A shot in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - the spirit arising&lt;br /&gt;Eldritch cries from the hill&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - fires are blazing&lt;br /&gt;Their wicked feast is shattering the still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven days and nights a week&lt;br /&gt;Spinning like a wheel&lt;br /&gt;You try to buckle, bend and break&lt;br /&gt;And polish stainless steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raging fury in the sky burning with desire&lt;br /&gt;Self-determination rising from the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to trample down my dreams&lt;br /&gt;My disdained ideals&lt;br /&gt;Beware of the difference&lt;br /&gt;We're savage and mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - the spirit arising&lt;br /&gt;Eldritch cries from the hill&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - fires are blazing&lt;br /&gt;Their wicked feast is shattering the still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil is the dreamer to pit himself&lt;br /&gt;Against the forces of the tide&lt;br /&gt;You pay the see to portray&lt;br /&gt;What you wanna hear what he has seen that night&lt;br /&gt;Oh - unholy is the feast&lt;br /&gt;Watch us dance around the the blazing hellfire&lt;br /&gt;And Lucifer arises he appears at my desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - the spirit arising&lt;br /&gt;Eldritch cries from the hill&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - fires are blazing&lt;br /&gt;Their wicked feast is shattering the still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - the spirit arising&lt;br /&gt;Eldritch cries from the hill&lt;br /&gt;Mysteria - fires are blazing&lt;br /&gt;Their wicked feast is shattering the still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3248004179307587356?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3248004179307587356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/06/mysteria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3248004179307587356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3248004179307587356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/06/mysteria.html' title='=Mysteria='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-854503161242910114</id><published>2009-06-06T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=this love has taken its toll=</title><content type='html'>I was so high I did not recognize&lt;br /&gt;The fire burning in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The chaos that controlled my mind&lt;br /&gt;Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane&lt;br /&gt;Never to return again&lt;br /&gt;But always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried my best to feed her appetite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep her coming every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So hard to keep her satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept playing love like it was just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretending to feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then turn around and leave again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fix these broken things&lt;br /&gt;Repair your broken wings&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;My pressure on your hips&lt;br /&gt;Sinking my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;Into every inch of you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that's what you want me to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-854503161242910114?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-4649479812358316557</id><published>2009-05-25T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=SATSUGAI=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;俺は地獄のテロリスト&lt;br /&gt;昨日は母さん犯したぜ&lt;br /&gt;明日は父さんほってやる&lt;br /&gt;I am a terrorist straight out of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俺には父さん母さんいねえ&lt;br /&gt;それは俺が殺したから&lt;br /&gt;俺にゃ友達恋人いねえ&lt;br /&gt;それは俺が殺したから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せ親など殺せ&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せすべてを殺せ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;(KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;br /&gt;思い出を血に染めてやれ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;(KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;br /&gt;未来など血に染めてやれ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せ親など殺せ&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せすべてを殺せ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俺は地獄を支配した&lt;br /&gt;今朝は兄弟ひきちぎり&lt;br /&gt;俺が親戚灰にした&lt;br /&gt;I am a terrorist straight out of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俺には兄弟親戚いねえ&lt;br /&gt;それは俺が殺したから&lt;br /&gt;俺に神も仏もいねえ&lt;br /&gt;それは俺が殺したから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せ親など殺せ&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せすべてを殺せ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;(KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;br /&gt;思い出を血に染めてやれ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;(KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;br /&gt;未来など血に染めてやれ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せ親など殺せ&lt;br /&gt;殺せ殺せすべてを殺せ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;(KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;br /&gt;思い出を血に染めてやれ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;サツガイ サツガイせよ&lt;br /&gt;SATSUGAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4649479812358316557?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4649479812358316557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/05/satsugai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4649479812358316557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4649479812358316557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/05/satsugai.html' title='=SATSUGAI='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4462595877387952807</id><published>2009-05-23T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**One idiot who deleted me on MSN, didn't invited me to his birthday party. I don't even consider you as my friend. Haha. Watch out when you're in school. I hope you're gonna be lonely in school. Aww. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**all rights reserved to the respective authors of the above text,irregardless of over-glorified or under-appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4462595877387952807?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4462595877387952807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-idiot-who-deleted-me-on-msn-didnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4462595877387952807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4462595877387952807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-idiot-who-deleted-me-on-msn-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-959781863611416761</id><published>2009-04-08T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=smoke on the water=</title><content type='html'>Theres this new craze going up and around lately, but for some reason among all that hype, i  have never heard of what the fuck is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats what they call "shisha smoking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Shisha smoking?&lt;br /&gt;more commonly known as "hookah", it involves smoking through a pipe thats linked to a heating stove, and with tobacco placed on top of it. it supposedly is a "healthier" choice, as the water "cleanses" the tobacco and less nicotine goes into the smoke your breathe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know wtf is that too, you can recall alice in wonderland, where the caterpillar was smoking a  hookah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SdywwMuUUHI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FdoL_elm0uI/s1600-h/caterpillar-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SdywwMuUUHI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FdoL_elm0uI/s320/caterpillar-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322323201740787826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the modernization of all sorts of funny things you know, shisha has evolved to include "tobacco free" flavors which uses sugar cane fibre and concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just how "pure and innocent" shisha is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, not really what it seems, and theres plenty of stuff on the web that supports this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/YUEHAN%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;rom: &lt;a href="http://www.stoptabac.ch/en/Narghile/nar.html"&gt;http://www.stoptabac.ch/en/Narghile/nar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While using tobacco-free herbs with a shisha is safer (not as bad as smoking tobacco), the biggest hazard for hookah users is that it produces greater levels of &lt;a href="http://www.epa.gov/iaq/co.html" target="_blank"&gt;carbon monoxide.&lt;/a&gt; So smoking too much or in an enclosed area can be unhealthy. Since taking anything other than clean air into your lungs cannot possibly be good for the body, I would not advise it. Same for the second-hand smoke. Shisha smoking cannot be harmless; there is a risk and it is is avoidable. Tell your friend to be sensible, it is an unnecessary risk and habit - there are safer pleasures in life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why it has become so addictive. in the first place, breathing anything other than air is not good for anyone. the heating (combustion) of any plant material will definitely lead to production of tar (carbon and other organic compounds) and it will of course hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the ones who get hurt the most are not the ones smoking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-959781863611416761?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/959781863611416761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/04/smoke-on-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/959781863611416761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/959781863611416761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/04/smoke-on-water.html' title='=smoke on the water='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SdywwMuUUHI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FdoL_elm0uI/s72-c/caterpillar-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-4184287260360624054</id><published>2009-04-05T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=supersonic=</title><content type='html'>I need to be myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be no one else&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling supersonic&lt;br /&gt;Give me gin and tonic&lt;br /&gt;You can have it all but how much do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Give me your autograph&lt;br /&gt;Can I ride with you in your B.M.W ?&lt;br /&gt;You can sail with me in my yellow submarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to find out&lt;br /&gt;'Cos no one's gonna tell you what I'm on about&lt;br /&gt;You need to find a way for what you want to say&lt;br /&gt;But before tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my friend said he'd take you home&lt;br /&gt;He sits in a corner all alone&lt;br /&gt;He lives under a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;No body can see him&lt;br /&gt;No body can ever hear him call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;You can't be no one else&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl called Elsa&lt;br /&gt;She's into Alka Seltzer&lt;br /&gt;She sniffs it through a cane on a supersonic train&lt;br /&gt;She made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;I got her autograph&lt;br /&gt;She done it with a doctor on a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;She's sniffin in her tissue&lt;br /&gt;Sellin' the Big Issue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs to find out&lt;br /&gt;'Cos no one's gonna tell you what I'm on about&lt;br /&gt;She needs to find a way for what she wants to say&lt;br /&gt;But before tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my friend said he'd take you home&lt;br /&gt;He sits in a corner all alone&lt;br /&gt;He lives under a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;No body can see him&lt;br /&gt;No body can ever hear him call&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4184287260360624054?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4184287260360624054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/04/supersonic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4184287260360624054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4184287260360624054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/04/supersonic.html' title='=supersonic='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-9088209832287273204</id><published>2009-03-31T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=overdue amount=</title><content type='html'>its kinda sad, when youre almost 50, riddled with debt, and the only people that bother helping you with your pathetic life, is the family that you forsaken for the dreams of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think a SH billing staff had to have a billing dispute with M1. LOL. kinda dumb though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up: birthday pics!&lt;br /&gt;thanks all for coming and as well as the pretty pretty gifts! includes stress relief tools, cars and kinky jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batteries not included though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-9088209832287273204?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/9088209832287273204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/overdue-amount.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/9088209832287273204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/9088209832287273204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/overdue-amount.html' title='=overdue amount='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5753190339610233274</id><published>2009-03-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=Acquiesce=</title><content type='html'>Because we need each other &lt;br /&gt;We believe in one another &lt;br /&gt;And I know we're going to uncover &lt;br /&gt;What's sleepin' in our soul &lt;br /&gt;Because we need each other &lt;br /&gt;We believe in one another &lt;br /&gt;I know we're going to uncover &lt;br /&gt;What's sleepin' in our soul &lt;br /&gt;What's sleepin' in our soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5753190339610233274?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5753190339610233274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/acquiesce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5753190339610233274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5753190339610233274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/acquiesce.html' title='=Acquiesce='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7456728096324180148</id><published>2009-03-19T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=infinity=</title><content type='html'>Mother watch your children&lt;br /&gt;The iron fist of fear is ruling our lives&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late to change the course&lt;br /&gt;We can make this world a better place to be in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more do we want until we're satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;What happens when we have what we want?&lt;br /&gt;Acquiring more, still there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;We forget those who really are in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is near, so they say&lt;br /&gt;Selling peace with guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guns spitting message of peace everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that we don't care?&lt;br /&gt;See mercenaries of fear selling love&lt;br /&gt;Telling salvation comes from above&lt;br /&gt;Arrogance and fear walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;We must see that there's much more to life than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother see your children&lt;br /&gt;Make us understand and help us to find the way&lt;br /&gt;The answers lie inside&lt;br /&gt;They are locked inside to the vault of truth for us&lt;br /&gt;It's time to spread the world around&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself and do what you want to do with your life&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you get just what you give&lt;br /&gt;You reap all what you sow&lt;br /&gt;You are in charge of your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity - Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your own way&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are here&lt;br /&gt;Find your place in life&lt;br /&gt;Make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;A million ways to live&lt;br /&gt;Unlock the door&lt;br /&gt;To the universe with love&lt;br /&gt;Free your soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7456728096324180148?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7456728096324180148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/infinity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7456728096324180148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7456728096324180148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/infinity.html' title='=infinity='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6482697796665217387</id><published>2009-03-14T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=for free~=</title><content type='html'>in a flash im almost employed for almost 4mths. a few of my colleagues have left to search for a greener future, hopefully not until their face turns green. as what wayne puts it, its all for the money..&lt;br /&gt;and to what my customer told me, when one gets down on the roll, everything goes. and suddenly im hit with a series of syndromes that will rarely occur, if not at all.&lt;br /&gt;then again the biggest irony is that the most lucky thing i ever met with is to live the life im able to live now. just read a book "the book for the lazy achiever" and a good concept of the book to ponder on is "how do you define success"? for some it involves putting up a family and sending your kids thru college, others label it accordingly to the amount of liquid assets on their fingers. i have heard from a friend that success to him is to remark that he 'dig that' with the maximum possible number of ladies. whether was he joking or not, i wish him all the best. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me? the big self-proclaimed egoistical slacker that i am, success is still not an issue to me as of this point in my life. Why worry? we can fail to succeed, and succeed to fail. right now the more important thing of my life is not only to recover from the "investment crisis" resulting in heavy bleeding, so that i do not end up in a big financial mess in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;and of course to be with my loved ones in this trying period, though sometimes my silence may put them off as disconcern. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so here i am typing in my favorite branded coffee chain for the sake of aircon, and good ambience to study listening to richard marx, sting and bryan adams and drinking my WCD ice blended, while my love adorably fumbles thru her notes for the upcoming test.  it seems like one of the few things i can do for her especially when i dont know anything about Correction of Correlations and Portfolio Theories. am i still suitable for management?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn that weather's fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in any case,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday chalet's coming in march 28, anybody is welcome but do RSVP to me. i need to prepare for your arrival =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mail me at naheuy at gee-mail dort com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or text me at nine 7 nine 7 one 1 zero 3. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6482697796665217387?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6482697796665217387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6482697796665217387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6482697796665217387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-free.html' title='=for free~='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7947566594855520291</id><published>2009-03-14T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=it wont fade=</title><content type='html'>You borrow the moment, betray your own heavens&lt;br /&gt;The darkness is thickening, breathing gets harder&lt;br /&gt;The balance is off, some take more than give back,&lt;br /&gt;the attitude, ignorance, proved to be fatal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that tiny spark that led our way&lt;br /&gt;you poisoned the air, should you stay away, hence&lt;br /&gt;Wish to be one of us, follow the trail&lt;br /&gt;Take the time offered, don't toss it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travesty, no trial, defendant is guilty&lt;br /&gt;and we are the judges and sentence the jury&lt;br /&gt;to pay for forgiveness with silent contentment&lt;br /&gt;Stand in the line with the rest of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot carry you further today&lt;br /&gt;hear what you don't say, thus help... in any way&lt;br /&gt;Need you to learn how to cry without darkness&lt;br /&gt;Face like the others the pain that is harmless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Feel the world has let you down&lt;br /&gt;  somehow, we cannot see this&lt;br /&gt;  Have to bear the winterburn&lt;br /&gt;  You can only wait, if it will fade with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrecy, silence, a stench of treason&lt;br /&gt;the glow of the darkness, you brought in the daylight&lt;br /&gt;The cure will not kill you, there's no such mercy.&lt;br /&gt;rules of the nature are fair and cruel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot wait for you, for limbo, forever&lt;br /&gt;don't make us walk away, packs stay together&lt;br /&gt;Fear would be justified. Will be there soon.&lt;br /&gt;The things that you do will infect us too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Feel the world has let you down&lt;br /&gt;  somehow, we cannot see this&lt;br /&gt;  Have to bear the winterburn&lt;br /&gt;  You can only wait, if it will fade with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's your trust, where's your heart, where's your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Who's your friend? Who'll be there in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you call a friend...&lt;br /&gt;should we start to bewail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things are changing&lt;br /&gt;and re-arranging&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;yet did nothing...&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest of times&lt;br /&gt;B.o.B's earn the right for the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all shared the idea to give you the chance to&lt;br /&gt;fail us again, to bite off&lt;br /&gt;the feeding hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting one, two...see?&lt;br /&gt;odds defying the gravity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll move along, well fed puppy...&lt;br /&gt;you are too confident and careless to cut it&lt;br /&gt;had no rules, that is to change&lt;br /&gt;or you'll forever run alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you never will, the little child of the wild&lt;br /&gt;you've got a skin, gray coat, they hate&lt;br /&gt;no, you cannot hide behind your glowing eyes&lt;br /&gt;you bear the sign and it won't fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Feel the world has let you down&lt;br /&gt;    somehow, we cannot see this&lt;br /&gt;    Have to bear the winterburn&lt;br /&gt;    You can only wait if it will fade with time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7947566594855520291?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7947566594855520291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-wont-fade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7947566594855520291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7947566594855520291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-wont-fade.html' title='=it wont fade='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6037337122520753266</id><published>2009-02-23T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=vengeance=</title><content type='html'>too much working life got the better of me, and even though i resolved to tell more on whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a zip in the eye, and its the last week of February. How was your year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines' this year...  was terrific.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt spend the day itself because i got worrrrkkkk damn. instead, a tantalizing Thirteenth Febuary, the Friday awaits.&lt;br /&gt;lingered around Far East for a little while before heading for a really, well, not bad buffet high tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtb3alIDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6H7zWHftTQc/s1600-h/140209+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtb3alIDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6H7zWHftTQc/s320/140209+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305994005239373874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the high tea was at Royal Plaza at Scotts. if you havent heard before, its called Carousel. being a mountain turtle, i called one day beforehand to make a booking. the person on the phone kind of proudly proclaimed that 'Of course you need a reservation!"&lt;br /&gt;and behold, there was a mofo long queue outside the restaurant, obviously not open for the buffet yet. then i got over to the counter and noted to them that i had a reservation, as if it was some form of achievement hahahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;to my disdain, the queue was all the people WITH reservations. zz. then again i saw my name brightly on the reservation list so i had no qualms anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtcU7zRSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E5QuU1AYt-E/s1600-h/140209+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtcU7zRSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E5QuU1AYt-E/s320/140209+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305994013163341090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtcJ587LI/AAAAAAAAAXA/V7LaYkhpVaY/s1600-h/140209+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtcJ587LI/AAAAAAAAAXA/V7LaYkhpVaY/s320/140209+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305994010202795186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its quite an international fare, will definitely go there when my stomach is feeling better. ever since the worst 2 weeks of my life, it hasnt been good.&lt;br /&gt;well food there include some asian fare, very great finger foods. and the durian prata's not bad, although they could have put much more durian in it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2uie09BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xXojqtm9Wr8/s1600-h/140209+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2uie09BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xXojqtm9Wr8/s320/140209+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306004221642208274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2ufphIYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iIkYHeY-eqE/s1600-h/140209+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2ufphIYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iIkYHeY-eqE/s320/140209+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306004220881740162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rojak~! with too much sugar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2upZ7EZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/y2NpkqOfMdU/s1600-h/140209+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2upZ7EZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/y2NpkqOfMdU/s320/140209+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306004223500685714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;note: girl not included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2uYYkCHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iyc686nt8QQ/s1600-h/140209+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaK2uYYkCHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iyc686nt8QQ/s320/140209+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306004218931578994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of pictures, but its in delia's cam. rawr. upload your pics pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6037337122520753266?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6037337122520753266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/02/vengeance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6037337122520753266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6037337122520753266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/02/vengeance.html' title='=vengeance='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SaKtb3alIDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6H7zWHftTQc/s72-c/140209+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-7523544496540610067</id><published>2009-01-20T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In black and white</title><content type='html'>I'm a doorman at my Death Row, you faceless foe of heart&lt;br /&gt;An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar....&lt;br /&gt;a tearstain on your frozen face...&lt;br /&gt;A life - in black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You slaughtered my soul again&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best to be worth your two realities&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking my heart again&lt;br /&gt;To squeeze out a rhyme, I bid you farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity, ignorance, leave a light on for the blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now I will hit you where it hurts&lt;br /&gt;  Take what is rightfully mine, I need a sign&lt;br /&gt;  That you're worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;  Winning or losing, alone&lt;br /&gt;  I am only a pawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of pleasing you&lt;br /&gt;Discolored this emptiness, wrapped in a scheme&lt;br /&gt;I ....delayed my dreams to see&lt;br /&gt;---Who blinded your eyes from things that are real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I believe in the taste of bitter sweet&lt;br /&gt;Dying fountains full of stories untold&lt;br /&gt;After a history of "losses" attained the victory where it occurred&lt;br /&gt;Lips so cold, the final testing ground for beautiful words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diving in the seas of sin, without knowing where lies the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Idle moments spawned you idle people, no morality, no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabotage or a fatal mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Scandal born, new race&lt;br /&gt;Unauthorized use, not stealing?&lt;br /&gt;We've no rights, just passion and rage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People you know, on your side, touching concern&lt;br /&gt;Stand on a chair and scream as the tables turn&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow, take the blame, soon you'll wake up screaming your nightmare's name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now I will hit you where it hurts&lt;br /&gt;  Take what is rightfully mine, I need a sign&lt;br /&gt;  That you're worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;  Winning and losing, alone&lt;br /&gt;  I am only a pawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People you know, on your side, touching concern&lt;br /&gt;Stand on a chair and scream as the tables turn&lt;br /&gt;Always a minute too late, now feel the burn&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, friend, you're screaming the name of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doorman of my Death row, you faceless foe of the heart&lt;br /&gt;An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar....&lt;br /&gt;Tearstains on my frozen face, follow the wicked trail if you&lt;br /&gt;Wish you see the sum of all my fears in many shades of gray&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see...&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams in Black and white....Nightmares in Black and White...&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams in Black and White...Your life is Black and White...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7523544496540610067?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7523544496540610067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-black-and-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7523544496540610067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7523544496540610067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-black-and-white.html' title='In black and white'/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4644589985787285181</id><published>2009-01-10T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=internet is not only for porn=</title><content type='html'>finally, some release from that bind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the reason why i have not been blogging for about 2-3 weeks is not because i decided to live in my office, but because some jackass REFUSES to commit himself to paying the bills, and would rather live a life of debt. in the end it took me to sign up for a new broadband service which i will hereby commit to support till i matriculate. besides the point i dont see what he needs to be around anymore. nothing to will to me if hes dead anw. "我很有钱！~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, merry new year and happy christmas on a super belated tone. had alot of fun w/ delia esp when she came back from china *was so lonely T_T* well like for example, the new year day beach outing ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi22eebR9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/7A2jU2HZusg/s1600-h/010109+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi22eebR9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/7A2jU2HZusg/s320/010109+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289678809356519378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi23Myuu0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/K7jv3-EOkIA/s1600-h/010109+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi23Myuu0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/K7jv3-EOkIA/s320/010109+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289678821789711170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of course nothing beats a beach outing with lots of kids. (nephew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi22u2fUaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/atsUqb9M_vo/s1600-h/010109+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi22u2fUaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/atsUqb9M_vo/s320/010109+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289678813752414626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;obviously nobody can resist the charm that delia can bring, esp to kids. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now the burning question. if it were you, which one would you want? i would prefer A) though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A)HTC touch pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.wired.com/gadgets/htc-touch-pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 104px;" src="http://blog.wired.com/gadgets/htc-touch-pro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;B) HTC touch diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.coolhunting.com/images/HTC-Touch-Diamond-Angle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.coolhunting.com/images/HTC-Touch-Diamond-Angle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Xperia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tech2.com/media/images/2008/Mar/img_53561_xperia_x1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 131px;" src="http://www.tech2.com/media/images/2008/Mar/img_53561_xperia_x1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D) HTC S740 Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.wmexperts.com/articleimages/2008/08/Picture%202-29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 94px;" src="http://images.wmexperts.com/articleimages/2008/08/Picture%202-29.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4644589985787285181?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4644589985787285181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/01/internet-is-not-only-for-porn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4644589985787285181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4644589985787285181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2009/01/internet-is-not-only-for-porn.html' title='=internet is not only for porn='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SWi22eebR9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/7A2jU2HZusg/s72-c/010109+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-5746110547088655629</id><published>2008-12-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=family?=</title><content type='html'>its weird, that the ones that you're supposed to share protection, and good times with, dont give a fuck about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its xxxmas time~ are you ready? though its quite a challenge finding presents for those that reciprocate my good intentions for them. regardless! i love a challenge =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i felt quite bad to shrug off that auntie selling pens for 'needy families' at PS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5746110547088655629?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5746110547088655629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5746110547088655629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5746110547088655629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/family.html' title='=family?='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-2665354324724299704</id><published>2008-12-13T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=weballergy=</title><content type='html'>We only have one candle&lt;br /&gt;To burn down to the handle&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;If you live like a man, You live in tales you tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rage and run like a fool&lt;br /&gt;You need no brain, your best tool&lt;br /&gt;Stay put and as they say&lt;br /&gt;Live like a man, the only way you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the real thing underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked truth revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You type your name on one row&lt;br /&gt;To get dosed-up tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You live in a CC dream, with your machine&lt;br /&gt;It's your goal supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you have it all now&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom, power, know-how&lt;br /&gt;Can't even think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;This is the way the brain of a male is made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the real thing underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked light revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live, you will die&lt;br /&gt;You won't live forever stuck in time&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow, push and tow&lt;br /&gt;You must keep it real to find her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;Can't even see the real thing underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked light revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live, you will die&lt;br /&gt;You won't live forever stuck in time&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow, push and tow&lt;br /&gt;You must keep it real to find her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2665354324724299704?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2665354324724299704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/weballergy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2665354324724299704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2665354324724299704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/weballergy.html' title='=weballergy='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-1557097987258785193</id><published>2008-12-06T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=hubclub=</title><content type='html'>alright so i havent been online lately. other than work thats also due to the fact that my maxonline  has been suspended zz. so yea anw lots have been going on in my life after i ord-ed; from work, to lonely days, and bumping into people i will get bad luck bumping into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, the only thing i can tell you is im working at starhub. no more, so please dont ask me for discounts zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delia's all the way at xiamen since last weekend, hence im able to catch up with alph to watch james bond the other day, and for a good reason i didnt pay attention to my neighbours up till the show is over. if not itll spoil the movie man. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that im out of national serivce, i have to find another sense of purpose. even though im employed, sometimes i realise im lost in whatever i want to do with these 9 mths. some tell me 'go on a posh overseas trip to europe!" some will tell me to slog my lungs out, some will tell me this that blah blah blah. whatever it is, i only have one thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so serious? =]&lt;br /&gt;take it a step at a time, i feel thats how life should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1557097987258785193?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1557097987258785193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/hubclub.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1557097987258785193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1557097987258785193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/12/hubclub.html' title='=hubclub='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-1526626805971408570</id><published>2008-11-24T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=silence=</title><content type='html'>1. ...Of Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly makes the most beautiful music&lt;br /&gt;Everything it has to give&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere hiding the listener&lt;br /&gt;Without it I could not live&lt;br /&gt;...Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however that, i didnt get any tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;2. i was watching bleach (finally, i started) and right at episode three (3), ichigo said something about 'why older brothers were born first'. that is, 'to protect the younger ones that come after him'&lt;br /&gt;but i start to think that sometimes, are they worth protecting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SSqv8w06yZI/AAAAAAAAASM/5sgwM_kqLGM/s1600-h/housework+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SSqv8w06yZI/AAAAAAAAASM/5sgwM_kqLGM/s320/housework+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272219772224457106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very typical army poster sign (minus the 03x extra to offender part). the base level of instilling a sense of discipline, that is through visual stimulus. but well, some people just have too much ego to admit even to themselves that they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt; of the above-mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it wasnt even directed at that person&lt;/span&gt;, yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guilty conscience&lt;/span&gt; kicks in to ring alarm bells inside. and hence it ruined that beautiful stanza of words on top.  there was a totally different meaning as to what was this meant for. in the end, i was the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help with a higher authority playing the emotional card whenever things go against favour. like hello? im already 20 years old, and reach 21 not long soon. im SUPPOSED to be a man already, if not, a very mature boy. although i hated my life back at the workshop there were some things i had learnt well. one of those things is to take action and make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help with a fucked up father who acts like a leech when in the house. letters piling up from 2007 can still be found. a mum that has a mindset that piling and re-stacking things up equates to 'cleaning up'. a sister who studies on the dining table. i had to eat at my study table because the dining table was 'conquered' and i was asked to "cc pls" LOL and whats more i get scolded if i dirty her paperwork on the dining table. like, what are they doing there in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you say i dont do the chores. do i get appreciated when i do them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the effects dont even last 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...and i didnt even get a single thanks for looking after the house for these 3 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='=silence='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SSqv8w06yZI/AAAAAAAAASM/5sgwM_kqLGM/s72-c/housework+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6545428981697899039</id><published>2008-11-15T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=replica=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Tony Kakko]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home again, I won the war, and now I am behind&lt;br /&gt;your door. I tried so hard to obey the law, and see the&lt;br /&gt;meaning of this all. Remember me? Before the war.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who lived next door. Long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of&lt;br /&gt;what I used to be. It's easier when you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;standing on my own two feet. I'm taller when I sit&lt;br /&gt;here still, you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;They made me a heart of steel, the kind them bullets&lt;br /&gt;cannot see, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's what it seems to be,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a replica, I'm a replica&lt;br /&gt;Empty shell inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill&lt;br /&gt;the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Eve I can't remember. I was in a constant pain, I saw&lt;br /&gt;your shadow in the rain. I painted all your pigeons red,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had stayed home instead, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's what it seems to be,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a replica, I'm a replica&lt;br /&gt;Empty shell inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising from the place I've been, and trying to keep&lt;br /&gt;my home base clean. Now I'm here and won't go back believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep and dream a dream, I'm floating in a&lt;br /&gt;silent scream. No-one placing blame on me&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's what it seems to be, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's what it seems to be,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a replica, I'm a replica&lt;br /&gt;Empty shell inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6545428981697899039?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6545428981697899039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/11/replica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6545428981697899039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6545428981697899039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/11/replica.html' title='=replica='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3241348296049359553</id><published>2008-11-11T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=ord loh!=</title><content type='html'>well if i dont blog about this tonight i probably will regret my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..... is the 11th of November, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;22mths has passed. ever since the counter below started from 561 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORD LOH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long way, from being a commando recruit... to a dropout (oops)... then to becoming a technician. different lives, but we live on for still the same purpose. defending the nation is besides the point, cause thats a duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the issue here is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORD LOH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was met with a stumbling block when cheehui and myself, both commando lobsters, wanted to get our final clearance. but thanks to our OC, who was taking a tactical break from conference (oops oops), decisively settled it for us. and we were on our way to see our lovely beautiful pinkie. but still the most beautiful one is delia hehe. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her shortly after meeting miss pinkie. went to eat at some ulu ice cream store called island creamery. very shiok, but i got cheated cause the whole damn building didnt have a single atm. i had to resort to digging out from gama-chan =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-qW8EW8I/AAAAAAAAARc/oRI8gEb2U2c/s1600-h/111108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-qW8EW8I/AAAAAAAAARc/oRI8gEb2U2c/s320/111108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450874107812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how he's suffering from hunger! quick everyone, feed him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRnAAoSY80I/AAAAAAAAASE/qz9eK0uWy7E/s1600-h/111108+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 82px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRnAAoSY80I/AAAAAAAAASE/qz9eK0uWy7E/s320/111108+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267452356233589570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the first time pinkie meets greenie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited gourmet east and shimei east kitchen with delia, ghaz, mad, and weiying. crap, even though i saw so many pengkang stalls on tv in that 省钱王 show on channel 8, i didnt see ANY AT ALL. i had to poke my nose into an office to finally find one overpriced catering company. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the late afternoon at kallang leisure. took a few photos of course. and delia got spurred on to learn driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-rduaKaI/AAAAAAAAARk/Jj1DthkgRXM/s1600-h/111108+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-rduaKaI/AAAAAAAAARk/Jj1DthkgRXM/s320/111108+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450893109438882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice manicure!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-rw74epI/AAAAAAAAARs/20UV59X1pZc/s1600-h/111108+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-rw74epI/AAAAAAAAARs/20UV59X1pZc/s320/111108+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450898266225298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-sUN49nI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WghyRP0RIaM/s1600-h/111108+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-sUN49nI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WghyRP0RIaM/s320/111108+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450907736995442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new ride! for 4.5days at least. mitsubishi colt! i seem to become a mitsu fan already. haha. this model is good. 300km with only half tank. and it costs only 50 bucks to fill up &gt;3/4 tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i want to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ORD LOH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3241348296049359553?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3241348296049359553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/11/ord-loh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3241348296049359553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3241348296049359553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/11/ord-loh.html' title='=ord loh!='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SRm-qW8EW8I/AAAAAAAAARc/oRI8gEb2U2c/s72-c/111108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-2528201909159178014</id><published>2008-10-31T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=hell-o-ween=</title><content type='html'>it is this night again, when ghouls, vampires, princess fairies and kinky undies roam the streets for candy. its hell-o-ween.. (kinda makes me remember of that blast of a concert a few months ago)&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already 10 days to my ORD, and though i felt i have achieved much in most aspects of my life, i felt that my thinking really has and will continue to grow up. and of course i will grow up as a person. from learning different virtues, to knowing when to dodge incoming arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking and meeting to many people in the course of ns, i have learnt much. all that pursuit for top class personality and intelligence, is it worth fighting for? i mean, ive seen many who end up living satisfying lives even though they do not come from the 'well-bred' kind of life. then again, i realise that everyone would have a path to take, and we would choose it on our own. it isnt about making the riches, or having 400 virgin wives, nor reaching paradise. its about being SATISFIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously someone who's about to get out of my life right now isnt satisfied with anything i do. too bad, like it or not he still will only see me for another week. or maybe less i hope.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almighty, do you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid and tensed up because you didnt reply my previous letter. i get very uptight everytime things dont go my way. my subordinates, especially the senior ones, arent making things easy for me too. one is overweight and only floats around, but the other one hit the last straw. he's incorrigible! just because he is going to ORD in less than 2 weeks, he gives me rubbish! always trying to skive! and he thinks he's so damn smarter than me. i hate it when people deny that im the greatest leader around. even the higher ups dont seem to agree with me on that aspect. i feel stressed and depressed. so i guess the only way out right now is to vent all my frustration and anger at him, so that he can have a taste of my wrath. hahahaha! i've already overworked him anyway, giving him a 3 man job. but who cares, im the boss! please reply my call soon almighty. fanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2528201909159178014?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2528201909159178014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/hell-o-ween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2528201909159178014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2528201909159178014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/hell-o-ween.html' title='=hell-o-ween='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8932351595775613282</id><published>2008-10-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=the only ynot i respect is iron man=</title><content type='html'>changed my skin, thought the previous one got kinda boring and screwed up. noticed how your cursor will disappear? but anyway, looking at domokun always sorts of cheer me up with some cheap but profound humor.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;(the following is purely fictional, and any resemblance to the living or dead is purely coincidental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear almighty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a problem. i'm nowhere near youthful anymore, at 30. i'm still single, and through years of means and ways, i still find no solace in any girl. i still live with my mother and sister in a single flat apartment, and im afraid that she scolds me for not cleaning my room and helping out with housework, so i must go home punctually to do my share promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been really successful at work either. my interpersonal relationships with my subordinates are uptight at best. i want my superiors to credit and appreciate me, but i dont know how they feel about me.  i tend to stress out easily  over mediocre performance, because i want the best for myself and only myself. it gets to a level of ridicule, and everyone seems to hate me for it. i subconsiously pass this stress and panic to everyone around me, especially those that clear the most shit for me. some can manage to work as per se, but there are those that somehow decrease in performance. i hate it when other people cant take high levels of stress as good as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please help me, i need to change everyone around me so that they dont do stupid things like taking medical leaves or being blur, and make me stressed out so often. also please help me extend my contract, because although i say i dont want it, i must have it, because i cant do shit outside of where i work now. please please, fanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8932351595775613282?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8932351595775613282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-ynot-i-respect-is-iron-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8932351595775613282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8932351595775613282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-ynot-i-respect-is-iron-man.html' title='=the only ynot i respect is iron man='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4581829186846305756</id><published>2008-10-10T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=clarke quay chronicles=</title><content type='html'>went to clarke quay recently, and being a swakoo person that i am, i didnt realise how much it has changed. i know of the new 'the central' mall, but i didnt know how many nice pubs and restaurants there were! wow, i must really explore once i get out of ns. 29 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started the day off with lunch at waraku. ah dont try the soup pastas. they taste weird. but the pastas aint the only thing tasty in the restaurant ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA674OEQMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/EKxHHXdWlUU/s1600-h/061008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA674OEQMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/EKxHHXdWlUU/s320/061008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765565519446210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68OSp8jI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cGouWvOLEdg/s1600-h/061008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68OSp8jI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cGouWvOLEdg/s320/061008+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765571444273714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68S5qN1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/QLncsG9T3qs/s1600-h/061008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68S5qN1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/QLncsG9T3qs/s320/061008+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765572681611090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we went around walking the area, and of course snapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68hfAlvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Qy47UZL5hD4/s1600-h/061008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68hfAlvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Qy47UZL5hD4/s320/061008+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765576596362994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;help help! the statue is falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68u2q89I/AAAAAAAAAQU/7acdn3NGHSg/s1600-h/061008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA68u2q89I/AAAAAAAAAQU/7acdn3NGHSg/s320/061008+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765580185269202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQodipvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Af0d5RxNNZs/s1600-h/061008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQodipvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Af0d5RxNNZs/s320/061008+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784613764310770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lampposts are very good props of photography. especially coming from a noob like me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQnb3SrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6b-kB3Xn83Q/s1600-h/061008+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQnb3SrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6b-kB3Xn83Q/s320/061008+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784613488839346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQ_ztZ3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/UWwHm1T1Dlg/s1600-h/061008+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMQ_ztZ3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/UWwHm1T1Dlg/s320/061008+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784620031305586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we went to her stylist for a trim. looks good after that =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMRLnanMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NCNKxcvIWFg/s1600-h/061008+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMRLnanMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NCNKxcvIWFg/s320/061008+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784623200967874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah another rare moment. you never see me eating seafood except the occasional fish and chips. well, heres the occasion. i still prefer the 'best fish and chips' over the 'new york fish and chips' though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMRVWK8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RPLlh_iLmf0/s1600-h/061008+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBMRVWK8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RPLlh_iLmf0/s320/061008+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784625812992018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO3z0cNgI/AAAAAAAAARE/mfRokUzZ4wg/s1600-h/061008+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO3z0cNgI/AAAAAAAAARE/mfRokUzZ4wg/s320/061008+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787485851301378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going to the esplanade soooo many times, i did not realise that theres actually a roof terrace zz. -.- so finally, we ended the day there. good place for photos though i'd wish we had better gear to take better night photos. block cameras are very lousy in night mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO39klGKI/AAAAAAAAARM/MS69wOON0fQ/s1600-h/061008+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO39klGKI/AAAAAAAAARM/MS69wOON0fQ/s320/061008+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787488469129378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO4NFXiuI/AAAAAAAAARU/6RdkCaErJks/s1600-h/061008+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPBO4NFXiuI/AAAAAAAAARU/6RdkCaErJks/s320/061008+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787492633184994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4581829186846305756?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4581829186846305756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/clarke-quay-chronicles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4581829186846305756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4581829186846305756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/clarke-quay-chronicles.html' title='=clarke quay chronicles='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SPA674OEQMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/EKxHHXdWlUU/s72-c/061008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-2712679306357889274</id><published>2008-10-05T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=relax la=</title><content type='html'>with 36 days to go, there is little time for rejoice, or perhaps remorse. while most people say its a waste of time ( i counted down from 500++ days mind you), i'd say it really teaches you things beyond avoiding arrows and acting like a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to grab some fresh air lately, or else it isnt very healthy staying on antibiotics and getting cooped up at home. hence, visited hortpark! though it almost didnt go on in the morning, i did enjoy the day after all =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9ZdFaIuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5dOTP3ltRBs/s1600-h/021008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9ZdFaIuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5dOTP3ltRBs/s320/021008+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253727579073553122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the first time i got out ever since that stupid pain in the ass came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9Z8gBQXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1y0VxjB_GRY/s1600-h/021008+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9Z8gBQXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1y0VxjB_GRY/s320/021008+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253727587506667890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she never fails to look great in pictures =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9aPqMqiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UFE2W5ep0Gs/s1600-h/021008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9aPqMqiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UFE2W5ep0Gs/s320/021008+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253727592649632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9aU_8NyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nmN6Ob7AIDQ/s1600-h/021008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9aU_8NyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nmN6Ob7AIDQ/s320/021008+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253727594083006242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDuYeCpBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rJrPJcc7VHk/s1600-h/021008+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDuYeCpBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rJrPJcc7VHk/s320/021008+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253734535681713170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDuy5tL9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/CrkNSwNek_4/s1600-h/021008+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDuy5tL9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/CrkNSwNek_4/s320/021008+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253734542777069522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;flowers flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDu9A4VGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/izvfpOQAkys/s1600-h/021008+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkDu9A4VGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/izvfpOQAkys/s320/021008+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253734545491514466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to check out the motorshow too, even though everyone's been saying it aint that fantastic. well, it wasnt, though there were just a few cars i HAD to take pictures of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEujX8MYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ZkQCWdjUwGg/s1600-h/031008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEujX8MYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ZkQCWdjUwGg/s320/031008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735638120542594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like the nissan GTR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEu2y7TjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VeqHuvNxwRA/s1600-h/031008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEu2y7TjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VeqHuvNxwRA/s320/031008+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735643334004274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the 350Z fairlady roadster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvEdwO9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/2Io2xC0x_5w/s1600-h/031008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvEdwO9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/2Io2xC0x_5w/s320/031008+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735647003294674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but well the most important part of the picture is still her =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvMdi2-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/QOXQFvL6ysY/s1600-h/031008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvMdi2-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/QOXQFvL6ysY/s320/031008+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735649149901794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when are you getting your licence ms cordee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvmCC62I/AAAAAAAAAPs/6lSQgYqUmYw/s1600-h/031008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOkEvmCC62I/AAAAAAAAAPs/6lSQgYqUmYw/s320/031008+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735656013884258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah i can keep on dreaming about owning a car now haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2712679306357889274?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2712679306357889274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/relax-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2712679306357889274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2712679306357889274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/10/relax-la.html' title='=relax la='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SOj9ZdFaIuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5dOTP3ltRBs/s72-c/021008+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-4712297512676367213</id><published>2008-09-30T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=anal abscess=</title><content type='html'>right. in case anyone still hasnt known what has been causing my hiatus, its this damn fuck of a condition called a "perianal abscess". basically, an abscess is a bloody (literally too) big pimple filled with bacterial infection under your skin. an anal abscess... well you should know. it was a big pain in MY ass. you can all go wiki about it. tomorrow ill be going for the procedure of draining everything out.. gonna be out for a week, which could be good and bad.. judging by the fact that theres rarely anyone around who can get things done in camp. then again, too many things happened at a go this 2nd half of the year.. i could use some prolonged shut-eye. especially this condition.. i havent slept well for 4 days for it. imagine something playing 1/16 double bass pedals on your ass at night while you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well from now onwards, i condemn polyclinic GPs and MOs, cause other than gg for medical reviews and reviews and getting status slips from them, theres nothing much they can do for me, much less fix something that could have been fixed so long ago. took me (mum actually) 100 odd smackers to cure my pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my muscles, however minute they were before i fell sick with diarrhea after eating the pita bread from geylang serai's pasar malam, are even more minute now. i cant even carry delia =[ time to work out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4712297512676367213?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-5386653968944597545</id><published>2008-09-20T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=Sickness In Segregation=</title><content type='html'>initially i wanted to just put off this post. but right now, i am suddenly fueled to type this out. even though im somehow quite weak in the head already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it is quite 'normal' for the elder one in the house to take charge as he/she usually knows more as to what is going on, there is often this 'commander' that originates from the lower ranks of the household. its not really nice to have a hierarchy within the same level, but then again, it cant be helped.&lt;br /&gt;if you hate men so much, theres always the option of being a lesbian. its more socially acceptable nowadays. not that i have any bias against or towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone seem to have this fallacy that stay-out personnel in the armed forces have the best of lives in the force; canteen food, easy job, can go home everyday, zero stress! on the contary, i dare say that the lives are in fact worse than those of the combatants. it is the combatants that make up the army, but its the logisticians that keep it together! so we are actually in a sense, 'working' already. who's the stressful one now? with all the irksome nagging it will put off just about anyone who's about to help out in the housework, and not because 'he is expected to.' the more you expect something out of someone the more you will not get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop thinking that everything 'undesirable' in your own point of view originates from who i date, because its not like we can pass over anything like in chinese kung fu movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for everyone's own good, please take note of what you eat from this year's hari raya pasar malam. it has already claimed a victim, less his life. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5386653968944597545?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5386653968944597545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/sickness-in-segregation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5386653968944597545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5386653968944597545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/sickness-in-segregation.html' title='=Sickness In Segregation='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-262447575074273624</id><published>2008-09-20T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>behind blue eyes</title><content type='html'>the most decent live shot as to what i can find so yea. feat Bryan Adams. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pete_Townshend" title="Pete Townshend"&gt;Pete Townshend&lt;/a&gt; is just standing nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4umWJ-o1KlA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4umWJ-o1KlA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pete_Townshend" title="Pete Townshend"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be hated&lt;br /&gt;To be fated&lt;br /&gt;To telling only lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They arent as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Thats never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To feel these feelings&lt;br /&gt;Like I do&lt;br /&gt;And I blame you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one bites back as hard&lt;br /&gt;On their anger&lt;br /&gt;None of my pain and woe&lt;br /&gt;Can show through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They arent as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Thats never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my fist clenches, crack it open&lt;br /&gt;Before I use it and lose my cool&lt;br /&gt;When I smile, tell me some bad news&lt;br /&gt;Before I laugh and act like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I swallow anything evil&lt;br /&gt;Put your finger down my throat&lt;br /&gt;If I shiver, please give me a blanket&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm, let me wear your coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-262447575074273624?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/262447575074273624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/behind-blue-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/262447575074273624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/262447575074273624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/behind-blue-eyes.html' title='behind blue eyes'/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4480739306300982401</id><published>2008-09-13T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=wall.e=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SMxwj9QOFvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2_CXO-83Ass/s1600-h/wall-e-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SMxwj9QOFvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2_CXO-83Ass/s320/wall-e-poster-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245691429020112626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SMxwj0nxfYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GwAOG7KnHb8/s1600-h/large_wall-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SMxwj0nxfYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GwAOG7KnHb8/s320/large_wall-e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245691426702982530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched wall.e yesterday.. must say that many may miss the subliminal messages that may exist in the movie. this was one movie that moved me to tears since many before, as i see what extent two people(robots) are willing to do for each other. and the strange ways a guy can tell a girl he likes her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coughkungfupandacough&lt;/span&gt;* it also portrays 'love' not only between two individuals, but also on a macro-scale, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ala&lt;/span&gt; for all human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's &lt;/span&gt;happening recently has come to make me feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nd&lt;/span&gt; class citizen. maybe its all my wistful thinking, though things look otherwise in more ways than one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4480739306300982401?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4480739306300982401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/walle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4480739306300982401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4480739306300982401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/09/walle.html' title='=wall.e='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SMxwj9QOFvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2_CXO-83Ass/s72-c/wall-e-poster-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-3248200669591397223</id><published>2008-09-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=shadows in the flame=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="17"&gt;As the day begins to fade&lt;br /&gt;Eventide's when I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know if you appear&lt;br /&gt;But my senses say you're near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark when I write&lt;br /&gt;Telling fortunes for my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here by candle flame&lt;br /&gt;When will you arrive again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3248200669591397223?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6942722720865344121</id><published>2008-09-03T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=model answer=</title><content type='html'>today's the 2nd day since mum entered SGH early on wednesday morning for her scheduled operation.. and with totally NO help around the house, its quite tiring trying to make sure everything's orderly... though nothing is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i kind of cleared myself of having any trace of autism in me, looking back i wonder why have i displayed such behavior that led me to think i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a series of events and decisions yesterday, peppered with some from the more distant past, i have thought, is there a 'model answer' to everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow humans think theres a sure-fire way to do everything, like how to get 6 points for O levels, how to complete a video game, how to date a girl, how to make her reach an orgasm, how to play music properly, blah blah the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda set thinking by phrases said by alot of people, like 'do get this, you MUST do this this that that...' and the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if we dont have that "MUST"? then have we become 'have-nots'? is there only space for one method, one way-of-life, and one perspective in reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;model answers are only there because people said so. take the tshirt for example. it was usually worn as an innershirt for people like the old'school soldiers from the US-A. as they have the habit of wearing it out just like that during recreation, some catch on to the trend saying that its cool and now, we have tshirts as main tops. if they were wearing quilts out, we would all be scottish by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have come to realised that we all have our own model answers to whatever we think or do. alot of successful individuals everywhere have their own ways of doing what they do, just that we merely copied onto their methods and called it 'the model answer.'&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/16/Megadeth_-_A_Tout_Le_Monde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/16/Megadeth_-_A_Tout_Le_Monde.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A tout le monde (To everybody)&lt;br /&gt;A tout mes amis (To all my friends)&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime (I love you)&lt;br /&gt;Je dois partir (I must leave)&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;And they'll set me free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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answer='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-931218384506329255</id><published>2008-08-25T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=old and alone?=</title><content type='html'>'Was on the way home from sending cordee back to her place when i saw this old man on the LRT sitting opposite me. immediately when i looked at him, i felt a great sense of grief, and solitude coming out from him. then i thought, "he should be about 70, what is he doing out all alone, dressed so smart with pressed shirt and pants, with leather shoes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats more, i noticed the two wedding bands made of pure gold. i heard somewhere that people sometimes wear the ring of their moved-on spouse with them. so yea, that was the first impression he gave me. whats more theres that soulful expression on his face. almost made me want to go up to him to ask about his life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, will i end up like that 40, even 50 years down the road? despite coming a long way, i have no one to continue it with me? i hope not, for i have her now. as what they always say, seize the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you be well, old uncle. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-931218384506329255?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/931218384506329255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1263345&amp;amp;id=542677888" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after a good day's out with cordee, we went to check out the fireworks festival at the floating platform. i managed to get two tickets for that after a long story, but decided to give mum a good time there instead. so, we stood just beside the area at the bay and waited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while instead of fireworks, they had fireACTS that lasted a good hour. cant comment on them much cause all i saw were small embers floating about the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as promised, the fireworks display came at about 2115-2130. no amount of pictures can express how beautiful were they, no matter how pro your assumed photography skills may be.&lt;br /&gt;still, ill show some pictures i took ba. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Yue Han Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1448060338065487407?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1448060338065487407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-does-your-name-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1448060338065487407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1448060338065487407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-does-your-name-mean.html' title='=what does your name mean='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7354790756585833518</id><published>2008-08-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=elysian fields=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/24/Megadeth-Youthanasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/24/Megadeth-Youthanasia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elysian Fields&lt;br /&gt;We are storming the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Elysian Fields&lt;br /&gt;We raise the swords and shields&lt;br /&gt;Elysian Fields&lt;br /&gt;We ascend to our destiny&lt;br /&gt;Elysian Fields&lt;br /&gt;To the Elysian Fields&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7354790756585833518?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7354790756585833518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/elysian-fields.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7354790756585833518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7354790756585833518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/elysian-fields.html' title='=elysian fields='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3500509260149772236</id><published>2008-08-15T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=48th turns sweet revenge=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_29208051519492652050541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_29208051519492652050541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_29208051519491252859440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_29208051519491252859440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_41208051519309681831130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/xin_41208051519309681831130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-08/15/content_9345411.htm"&gt;"Singapore ends 48-year Olympic medal drought"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went the headlines just about everywhere on the Internet news websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 6plus this evening, 'was at wisma walking around after sending cordee to the train station. a big crowd was at this al'fresco restaurant, so being the usual mr.kaypo, i went to take a look. just in a nick of time, i saw &lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;Feng Tianwei of the Singapore Women Table Tennis Team (SWTTT, similarly aggressive name indeed lol) finish off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;Park Mi-young of South Korea, and as a result, qualify the team for the finals against either HK or China. this means they guarantee themselves a medal. and become the next Olympic medalists from SG after tan howe liang in 1960. proud of you ladies =]&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to MS with cordee today. had pretty much a rough day with customer service cause we didnt get what we expected to get. first it was Creative, who said that they can't verify the problem on the spot regarding Cordee's zen stone plus' ridiculous battery life. (note Creative store behind left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZWL0cQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/iuUw5MDxh-U/s1600-h/150808+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZWL0cQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/iuUw5MDxh-U/s320/150808+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758748296987586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but before that, we HAD to catch swensens' executive lunch as the timing was right. so yea i HAD to had the designer ice cream lol. tried some new macaroni baked pasta stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZU8zL5II/AAAAAAAAAL8/F0By61HUT38/s1600-h/150808+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZU8zL5II/AAAAAAAAAL8/F0By61HUT38/s320/150808+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758727085319298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite drink out of the home. ice lemon tea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVOBln_I/AAAAAAAAAME/Ai1HhinB5z8/s1600-h/150808+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVOBln_I/AAAAAAAAAME/Ai1HhinB5z8/s320/150808+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758731709128690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a place of past memories... and maybe the future? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVW4C7iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1rDq_xmn2us/s1600-h/150808+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVW4C7iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1rDq_xmn2us/s320/150808+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758734085025314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS WAITING FOR THIS ALL DAY LONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVrr7D0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/3_wdllPW1dk/s1600-h/150808+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZVrr7D0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/3_wdllPW1dk/s320/150808+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758739671322434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so much that i had to pose with it~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWoFoLr9pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lwDyfKDnXcQ/s1600-h/150808+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWoFoLr9pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lwDyfKDnXcQ/s320/150808+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234774956527318674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to paragon's m1 CSC to find out why poor cordee was charged 16 bucks for calls mysteriously. came to light that it was carried over from her previous bill's excess, which wasnt explained AT ALL from the CSO at compass point's m1 shop. well well well... btw, bought cordee her first garment gift lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for her at the salon this noon, i managed to read a part of that 'three teachings' book by tenzin palmo, a very advanced English (yea, ang moh!) Nun. she wrote something about ' making others miserable just because they made you miserable, will only serve to make you even more miserable', or somewhere along that line. so the idea would be to wish everyone 'may you be well and happy'. if they dont want to listen to you, thats karma for them already. =] good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3500509260149772236?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3500509260149772236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/48th-turns-sweet-revenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3500509260149772236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3500509260149772236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/48th-turns-sweet-revenge.html' title='=48th turns sweet revenge='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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/_L95IcIo_m-U/SKWZWL0cQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/iuUw5MDxh-U/s72-c/150808+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-974932037790731380</id><published>2008-08-11T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=bleh part1=</title><content type='html'>as the days come closer towards that blessed day when im reunited with my favorite PINK item, im starting to procrastinate more and more regarding this blog, probably just reminiscing the moments of my 'eventful' national service life. shall not reveal too much details, i dont want to spoil my ORD...&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for the best damn ride of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"&lt;br /&gt;Stand up right now!&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you watched the two performances over the weekend? what a vast difference, i must say. apart from the fact that one is based on splurging-as-much-money-to-show-off-my-godlyness and the other is based on a military parade ceremony, you can tell that the chinese mean it when they say they'll make the best olympics ceremony there ever was. from the vast number of performers ( about 13000 altogether? omg!) to the extravagance on the fireworks, they REALLY mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im saying ndp is bad, its fabulous this year. good job! and enjoy your manymany OFFs lol!&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say the housewife mum should be paid like a few hundred thousands annually for all the 'jobs' she performs on the course of her daily activities. i think the boyfriend should also be like that. then again. emotional gratification is good enough for me =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to py:&lt;br /&gt;its been a great month together, and i really hope we would last =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-974932037790731380?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/974932037790731380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleh-part1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/974932037790731380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/974932037790731380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleh-part1.html' title='=bleh part1='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-1742801696251078589</id><published>2008-07-28T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=prophecy=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SI27BZcCP7I/AAAAAAAAALY/D7R28ygYN_M/s1600-h/nostradamus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SI27BZcCP7I/AAAAAAAAALY/D7R28ygYN_M/s320/nostradamus2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228040375129751474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I am the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Born out of light&lt;br /&gt;I am the force the fire&lt;br /&gt;That burns here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the future&lt;br /&gt;To all mankind&lt;br /&gt;Guider of life - of death&lt;br /&gt;The dight of the blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your future lies within my eyes&lt;br /&gt;What i predict will terrify&lt;br /&gt;I can't control what comes to be&lt;br /&gt;From the past to the present to eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;That i conceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master of chaos&lt;br /&gt;Anger and rage&lt;br /&gt;I hold the key&lt;br /&gt;My presence will unlock the cage&lt;br /&gt;I am your witness&lt;br /&gt;The one who can tell&lt;br /&gt;Bearing the sword - the shield&lt;br /&gt;To your heaven from hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i unfold the mystery&lt;br /&gt;I change the course of history&lt;br /&gt;With premonitions from the void&lt;br /&gt;Will you live, will you die&lt;br /&gt;Will your worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;The hand of fate&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus  &lt;a href="http://www.sitiodeletras.com/mostrar.php?lid=31039893&amp;amp;artista=Judas%20Priest&amp;amp;titulo=Prophecy"&gt;&lt;img src="" style="width: 1px; height: 10px;" alt="Canciones de Judas Priest" title="Canciones de Judas Priest" align="absmiddle" border="0" height="10" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in this vortex&lt;br /&gt;The mystery begins&lt;br /&gt;Will you be victim&lt;br /&gt;Saved from your sins&lt;br /&gt;Time is illusion&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the skies&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's calling&lt;br /&gt;Hear from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago a boy was born&lt;br /&gt;A boy with a gift&lt;br /&gt;A gift that would be the envy of all mankind&lt;br /&gt;To see what no other could - great visions&lt;br /&gt;of the future&lt;br /&gt;Or would a curse be bestowed on the boy&lt;br /&gt;The boy whose name was Nostradamus,&lt;br /&gt;damus, damus. Damus, damus, damus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;Do not forsake&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;Your life's at stake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;The lightning rod&lt;br /&gt;I am Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;The voice of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celestial comets&lt;br /&gt;Reign towards earth&lt;br /&gt;Alchemy's tempest&lt;br /&gt;Predicting your worth&lt;br /&gt;Pray for deliverence&lt;br /&gt;Escape if you can&lt;br /&gt;For i have borne witness&lt;br /&gt;To the purging of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1742801696251078589?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1742801696251078589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/prophecy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1742801696251078589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1742801696251078589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/prophecy.html' title='=prophecy='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SI27BZcCP7I/AAAAAAAAALY/D7R28ygYN_M/s72-c/nostradamus2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-7154206067216032792</id><published>2008-07-24T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:56.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=lancer EX=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio0sj8nLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/deYsFI7D3z4/s1600-h/lancerEX+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio0sj8nLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/deYsFI7D3z4/s320/lancerEX+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226612990832057522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mitsubishi evo10 in my frontyard? omg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio1AqgCWI/AAAAAAAAALA/RKu7ryIPZ2g/s1600-h/lancerEX+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio1AqgCWI/AAAAAAAAALA/RKu7ryIPZ2g/s320/lancerEX+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226612996228254050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no la, lancer EX only. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio1fDkWoI/AAAAAAAAALI/-MMaiL5R-so/s1600-h/lancerEX+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio1fDkWoI/AAAAAAAAALI/-MMaiL5R-so/s320/lancerEX+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226613004386458242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very good car to drive, minus the slightly petrol-guzzling characteristics. response was not bad, both steering and gas. though it didnt feel like a sports car... too heavy i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with delia on the first day (tues) whilst shuttling to SGH to do my nerve diagnostic test. after more than a year after i  first reported sick for the numb tricep, i finally did the test for it, and I ALREADY HEALED, so the results were NORMAL. damn the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah we had a great time driving around places like town, then around her north east area, and partially getting lost.. zz. hougang mall has totally changed anw. the last time i been there was like.. when i was still in MJC lifesaving? still remember that picture with weird stains on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIiqlJaop1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eCX4I9aRKoU/s1600-h/22828552850971l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIiqlJaop1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eCX4I9aRKoU/s320/22828552850971l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614922722977618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd day, started the day with XL at NTU's scholar camp. some water event where we basically were lifeguards for 2-odd hours. together with some grumpy pool attendant-cum-lifeguard. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the 2nd day with a date with delia of course. got lost on the way to SIM (again) and went to vivo to eat Han's. (zz should have gone to breeks man) we wanted to go atop mount faber to catch the sunset. but alas, stupid dark clouds in the way. must be leftover from ystd's rain. AND MY BLOODY CAMERA RAN OUT OF BATT. so yea i would have to wait another time to catch it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out for more upcoming posts then. i can feel my life's gonna be slightly more exciting =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7154206067216032792?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7154206067216032792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/lancer-ex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7154206067216032792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7154206067216032792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/lancer-ex.html' title='=lancer EX='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SIio0sj8nLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/deYsFI7D3z4/s72-c/lancerEX+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-823326046560056611</id><published>2008-07-14T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=dismembered metal=</title><content type='html'>yesterday is probably the first underground metal concert ive ever attended, since i unwittingly missed the Mayhem one a while ago. yesterday's band was one called 'dismember', with a rather fierce band logo to go along. 's been a while since i last met wilfred and ben. so yea, queensway's next! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as you may have noticed, yes, my relationship with mb has &lt;u&gt;ended&lt;/u&gt;. lots of stories and excuses and whatsoever can be given and fabricated, but thats my business, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3odd more months to ORD, its time to make a difference in myself, before i go off. it may not be the best workplace in the world, but i certainly dont hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-823326046560056611?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/823326046560056611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/dismembered-metal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/823326046560056611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/823326046560056611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/dismembered-metal.html' title='=dismembered metal='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8014797789826135899</id><published>2008-07-09T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=paradise lost=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SHi1XW6CkZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ryJ77rs5v6k/s1600-h/485px-Paradise_Lost_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SHi1XW6CkZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ryJ77rs5v6k/s320/485px-Paradise_Lost_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222123180826726802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By Symphony X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cold misty morning&lt;br /&gt;Gleaming rays awake the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand, a stranger in this land&lt;br /&gt;Does your conscience betray you?&lt;br /&gt;Falling from grace&lt;br /&gt;Feel the sun on my face&lt;br /&gt;Does desire still hold true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystified by her beauty&lt;br /&gt;Does the hunter pity his pray&lt;br /&gt;Under starless skies&lt;br /&gt;All love must die, and fade way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, divine or damned&lt;br /&gt;Make a stand, seize the day&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yours or mine, damned of divine&lt;br /&gt;Draw the line, come what may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from ethereal skies&lt;br /&gt;Silent crystalline tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;For all must say their last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To Paradise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yearning is silenced by angelic skin of white&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers all though heaven's fall&lt;br /&gt;This fateful night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yours or mine, damned of divine&lt;br /&gt;Draw the line, serpentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;All that I have, all that I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;Is right here inside&lt;br /&gt;Let the winds of freedom be my guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from ethereal skies&lt;br /&gt;Silent crystalline tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;For all must say their last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To Paradise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from ethereal skies&lt;br /&gt;Silent crystalline tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;For all must say their last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To Paradise...&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, goodbye, horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've cheated and I've lied&lt;br /&gt;Been the victim of foolish pride&lt;br /&gt;And I've begged and I've crawled&lt;br /&gt;And I've battled it and bled for it all&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll savor the downfall&lt;br /&gt;Of Paradise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x3)&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from ethereal skies&lt;br /&gt;Silent crystalline tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;For all will say their last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To Paradise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8014797789826135899?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8014797789826135899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/paradise-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8014797789826135899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8014797789826135899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/07/paradise-lost.html' title='=paradise lost='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp1.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SHi1XW6CkZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ryJ77rs5v6k/s72-c/485px-Paradise_Lost_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-7901999128309277820</id><published>2008-06-25T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=responsible blogging=</title><content type='html'>recently an acquaintance of mine received official punishment for irresponsible blogging. its something thats not taken lightly in this country, given the fact that the internet is a very fragile realm where either growth and love is nurtured, or hate and spite are spawned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes, "君子一言既出，驷马难追". (the words of the gentleman when spoken, is difficult to recall, like a fine steed". its not as if we're totally forbidden to talk about the army. i mean, the army does impart an average (self-motivated) soldier responsibility, many communication, as well as management skills. of course that comes with plenty of manual labor, deadlines and unfortunately for some, extra duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as in the interest for the country and the armed forces, we are bound by the official secrets act to safeguard any classified information that we would definitely come across in the course of work, especially someone from the service vocations like me. since by common sense, we do more paperwork than combatants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, while we want to share our experiences as well as our opinions regarding the armed forces, the onus would definitely be on the servicemen to not leak out stuff that we shouldnt tell. just like how anyone with common sense would not blog about his/her daily private self-gratification rituals. and of course, as shown in various previous incidents of disciplinary lapses, the armed forces has a system flow for which servicemen can air their grievances, as well as seek counselling guidances should they have any personal conflicts with the organisation and its members. (this should have been published in either in a newspaper report, or a forum response towards a previous incident of disciplinary lapse involving a high-profile serviceman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: whatever you do or say, be prepared to eat it back.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~*~*~*~*~*~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i also have to thank meibao for buying me the puma belt sometime ago at rafflescity puma boutique, which i truly adore. lol been long since i got a gift from her ba =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw talk about irresponsible blogging, i dont get why people find so much gratification in giving nonproductive comments on tagboards. if typing words into cyberspace lets you feel avenged over some conflict in real life, i wish you all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7901999128309277820?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7901999128309277820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/responsible-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7901999128309277820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7901999128309277820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/responsible-blogging.html' title='=responsible blogging='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5132167212345573559</id><published>2008-06-22T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=slack again lah=</title><content type='html'>wow its been like, NOT a while since i last talked about my nuances to the black spaces of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;(btw, does anyone has a good blogskin to use? this one's getting kinda laggy already due to the large amount of .jpgs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tonnes of paperworks and lots of dirty hands, i finally got my work straightened out. which kinds of reflects that NS is actually a good place to learn about paperwork procedures, office politics as well as the importance of canteen breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the units my section is supporting had their new botak recruits recently. looking back at the days where even the OOC had to deal with the feral rage coming from the WSM and OC, who were (and still are, for the record) close to the point of being demonic, be in their temper, way-of-life and as well as their sheer physical prowess. not to mention eating close to 30 combat ration packets during those 9 'tekong drift' days. looking at my ORD counter, ive certainly come a long way, and its not THAT long left before i can move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart of office politics, a good part of our lives of non-governmental politics would revolve around our social circle, be it far apart, or your close ones. long story, shall not elaborate unless u ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social-wise, i got this darn feeling that im sociophobic to some extent =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw right now im addicted to patapon. lol. pink psp combined with cute catchy game (though its about fighting) how sissy can that get?! ftr, im heterosexual. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the many events that happened in may and june, im short of pools to actually embark on fulfilling dates, since even though we dont have to buy presents, even spiritually-satisfying dates in singapore will set you back some dough. and by doing nothing we all will become senile-citizens when we grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5132167212345573559?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5132167212345573559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/slack-again-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5132167212345573559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5132167212345573559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/slack-again-lah.html' title='=slack again lah='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7279724875982890538</id><published>2008-06-07T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=slack lah=</title><content type='html'>well enough of being a slacker, lets update myself over what have i done lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo yesterday for a long-awaited return visit to marsche. before that i was at the main entrance on ground level where there was this event going on. apparently it was the "under no roof" event whereby lucky spoilt brats get to build flimsy bashas with cardboard, PVC pipes and the likes. then they would sleep in their masterpiece under all the weather (complete with protective plastic film and free mineral water) over the night (or two).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think this whole event is meaningless. has anyone actually witnessed what totally goes on in a vagrant's life? usually when we see one its only for like, 3 seconds? 10secs if he decides to pester you for some dough. the city is his jungle, and hes the sole survivor out of it. so if you ask me, living in the open with cardboard boxes and plastic films dont really make the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even army boys are better off than vagrants. though you say we're in the jungle with the absence of civilisation, we get decent gear, and dont have to worry about ration, water or welfare. for them, anything's game.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7279724875982890538?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7279724875982890538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/slack-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7279724875982890538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7279724875982890538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/slack-lah.html' title='=slack lah='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7876990281617799060</id><published>2008-06-01T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=sex and the city=</title><content type='html'>-financial difficulties-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a NSF, especially a service side soldier who gets to stay out at that, often finds himself in severe financial situations due to many different reasons. given the rising cost of every darn fucking thing like transport, food and whatnots, the service NSF usually struggles to cope. a lance corporal like me gets 440 (this info can be obtained through other online databases) and a good 25% goes towards transport. ow? doing some maths, a soldier who stays in camp gets fed 15 bucks of food a day. thats an avg of 300 bucks per month. so our allowance is actually spent on food and concession passes. not that my job allows me to stay in, i am required to be mobile. thats besides the point anyway. no one wants to stay in at the camp i work in =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in any case, as adrian pang puts it at a deal-or-no-deal episode, NSFs are cheap and *hopefully*nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-movie-&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the coveted sex and the city movie today. was pretty much of the continuation of the last episode of the last season which ended quite some time ago. to sum it all up becoz its getting quite late already. GO WATCH THE DAMN MOVIE. ITS NICE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7876990281617799060?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7876990281617799060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-and-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7876990281617799060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7876990281617799060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-and-city.html' title='=sex and the city='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6580682152362777716</id><published>2008-05-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=mabell's 19=</title><content type='html'>well due to multiple agenda mishaps as well as financial shortages i didnt get to spend mabell's 19th birthday the way it should, but yea i will confirm &lt;u&gt;make up for it&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a (in mabell's own words) LKK 92' Nissan Sunny for the weekend. except for a rather *minor* scratch on the rear left bumper due to me driving into my own gate, nth much happened. FINALLY convinced my mum that i can drive zzz. driving test doesnt end at the driving school, theres still the parent(s) test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SDk2S5G6F0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/r5l_XjQfSbM/s1600-h/carns+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SDk2S5G6F0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/r5l_XjQfSbM/s320/carns+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204250542598657858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SDk2TZG6F1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/hDy-7tv7nzE/s1600-h/carns+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SDk2TZG6F1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/hDy-7tv7nzE/s320/carns+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204250551188592466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fetched her to NUS for some chem-engineering talk, but alas, we couldnt find the place, partially cause she forgot to bring the invitation letter zzz. by the time we found it, we were like an hour late so aiya wtf, just move on lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we went to Singapore flyer! parking there is SUPER EX btw. 2 hrs cost $3.5 we spent some time shopping (which was basically 2 storeys of roundabouts of SUPER EX stuff. a bangle that costs like 30 bucks. just coz its 'first-class 'acrylic' with 'kimono fabric' embedded inside e plastic cast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some photos at the yakult forest thingy. which was like so below the ride itself. so scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SDk5D5G6F2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jmF1VW3umy8/s1600-h/mbbday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-2343901528808017938</id><published>2008-05-16T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=why men marry bitches=</title><content type='html'>'was a title i saw while out for a lunch date with bao-ey at times bookstore @PS. then again, one of the titles i glanced had to do with shopping. huh. but anw, watch this space for her birthday surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, makeup and clothes (throw in shoes as a bonus) all rhyme like 'mary had a little lamb' and the relationship is as fresh as the next Indiana Jones movie.  its like a delicate polygonal chemical equation that would result in euphoria. the catalyst would be the element called 'boyfriend'. the mid-way product would then be named 'money'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the catalyst is not in sufficient exposure, the reaction will undergo a different reaction pathway that is highly exothermic and will lead to combustion of any matter in the immediate vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2343901528808017938?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2343901528808017938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-men-marry-bitches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2343901528808017938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2343901528808017938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 259px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SCbPg-SZuII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/k8-T-n5lxMU/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199070985228761218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5486925456856259998?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5486925456856259998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-blood-type-ab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5486925456856259998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5486925456856259998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-blood-type-ab.html' title='=i am blood type AB='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SCbPg-SZuII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/k8-T-n5lxMU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6941687767406486026</id><published>2008-05-05T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=absence makes you blonder=</title><content type='html'>suddenly ive been missing for like what, a week? coincidentally the day i came back online was shut-down day. zzz. its more like shut-down week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my missing-in-action-ness revolves around acts of procrastination and insincerity coming from the person who's paying the bills, resulting in the Internet connection as well as cable vision being disrupted. but anyway thats a past now so i shall forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my dear mabell got into the course she wanted so dearly, chemical engineering @NUS. cheers for her and her ALMOST perfect score. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as for me, look below and you will see where will i go in the end. XL says i shd take a double degree. oh manxzzzxx im confused again T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6941687767406486026?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6941687767406486026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/absence-makes-you-blonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6941687767406486026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6941687767406486026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/absence-makes-you-blonder.html' title='=absence makes you blonder='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4066147680206448790</id><published>2008-05-04T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=the correct major?=</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=35647N" target="_blank"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Biology/Chemistry/Geology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Biology, Chemistry, Geology, or related majors (e.g., Biochemistry, Environmental Science, Forestry, Fisheries and Wildlife, Genetics, Marine Biology, Zoology). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. 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  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIwOTk2NzE4NDUwMCZwdD*xMjA5OTY3MjQ2ODU5JnA9NjkwODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4066147680206448790?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4066147680206448790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/correct-major.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4066147680206448790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4066147680206448790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/05/correct-major.html' title='=the correct major?='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4721201006662826573</id><published>2008-04-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=tp prequel=</title><content type='html'>except for an immediate failure which im not proud of at all (rolling off slope cause the damn gas pedal had some weird freeplay), i HOPE im fine for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn, im not even so nervous for a levels.  (i was nervous about the results, not the papers)&lt;br /&gt;maybe, it could be the first step towards proving that i, after so long, finally,&lt;br /&gt;have grown up. and become an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt; officially. zz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4721201006662826573?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4721201006662826573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/tp-prequel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4721201006662826573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4721201006662826573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/tp-prequel.html' title='=tp prequel='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4443527320397129214</id><published>2008-04-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=jap food siao=</title><content type='html'>apart from procrastinating (oops..) and as well as the interruption towards my daily agendas, it has come to my attention that i had failed to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show how much food meibao and myself were enjoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp jap food, which happens to be her favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought its supposed to be korean?!&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shokudo Food Bazaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a little while ago... but nonetheless it was my maiden voyage down to this place dubbed 'the japanese marsche'. cant compare the two of them, cause for one, marsche makes better roast meat, while on the other hand, shokudo has great variety of food at great prices too! but nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R-EHP82bNhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GH2s9lw2uPA/s320/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R-EHP82bNhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GH2s9lw2uPA/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THEY MAKE GREAT ROSTIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R-EHQM2bNiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hbiR6AFD-Q0/s320/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R-EHQM2bNiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hbiR6AFD-Q0/s320/ABCD0002.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and tempura shitake mushrooms... and many more la. theres too many to mention. must tries are the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omelette, tempura, ramen and of course crepe and ice cream!! &lt;/span&gt;A typical 2-person meal would cost about say, 30 bucks? thats for 2 average-appetite people.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ajitei @ Plaza Singapura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this was pretty recent... cause she wanted to eat at ajitei, for not being able to despite working there for so long =x&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda good, much more than what i expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwk7yY9uI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hZbc5BbtVKQ/s1600-h/ajitei+190408+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwk7yY9uI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hZbc5BbtVKQ/s320/ajitei+190408+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193196362649892578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the oyster/scallop/clam/forgot spaghetti that she enjoyed so much, till she wanted to cajole me into eating one of them wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwlbyY9vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/teACgUabQsM/s1600-h/ajitei+190408+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwlbyY9vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/teACgUabQsM/s320/ajitei+190408+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193196371239827186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not to mention my all time favorite, the age-dashi tofu, which happens to be buried in the flurry of fish flakes and carrot paste. must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwlryY9wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/K4X3tJKk9lE/s1600-h/ajitei+190408+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwlryY9wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/K4X3tJKk9lE/s320/ajitei+190408+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193196375534794498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the classic jap curry katsu don omu rice. really heavenly, the curry was not over-starchy,  but it still made me full~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwmLyY9xI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Un7ENpvvzzM/s1600-h/ajitei+190408+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/SBHwmLyY9xI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Un7ENpvvzzM/s320/ajitei+190408+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193196384124729106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course, the macha (green tea) flavored sundae. (which she wanted SOOOO much after some protest from me!) which didnt turn out too well, as personally i didnt get along well with the taste initially. though it was still nice nontheless la! see the look on her face zz.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, pls stay tuned for more adventures with meibao and fishy! anniversary coming up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls get well soon darling =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4443527320397129214?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4443527320397129214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/jap-food-siao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4443527320397129214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4443527320397129214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/jap-food-siao.html' title='=jap food siao='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp1.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R-EHP82bNhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GH2s9lw2uPA/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-4999581138532308353</id><published>2008-04-24T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=prologue=</title><content type='html'>Prologue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end,&lt;br /&gt;The goddess descends from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wings of light and dark spread afar,&lt;br /&gt;She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4999581138532308353?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4999581138532308353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/prologue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4999581138532308353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4999581138532308353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/prologue.html' title='=prologue='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7446012258784675392</id><published>2008-04-19T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=act 5=</title><content type='html'>Act V:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of the morrow hath shattered soul&lt;br /&gt;Pride is Lost.&lt;br /&gt;Wings stripped away, the end is nigh&lt;br /&gt;Such is... the fate of a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the morrow is barren of promises,&lt;br /&gt;nothing shall forestall my return.&lt;br /&gt;If this world seeks my destruction...&lt;br /&gt;... It goes with Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7446012258784675392?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7446012258784675392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7446012258784675392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7446012258784675392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-5.html' title='=act 5='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-1326901153673494107</id><published>2008-04-18T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=act 4=</title><content type='html'>Act IV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no hate, only joy&lt;br /&gt;For you are beloved by the goddess.&lt;br /&gt;Hero of the Dawn, Healer of Worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three friends go into battle&lt;br /&gt;One is captured,&lt;br /&gt;One flies away,&lt;br /&gt;the one that is left becomes a hero.&lt;br /&gt;If we were to enact it,&lt;br /&gt;would I be the one to play the hero,&lt;br /&gt;Or would You?&lt;br /&gt;Indeed&lt;br /&gt;After all, your glory should have been mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friend, the fates are cruel&lt;br /&gt;There are no dreams, no honour remains.&lt;br /&gt;The arrow has left the bow of the goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Soul corrupted by vengeance,&lt;br /&gt;Hath endures torment,&lt;br /&gt;To find the end of the journey in my own salvation.&lt;br /&gt;And Your eternal slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what i want most...&lt;br /&gt;is the 'Gift of the Goddess'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1326901153673494107?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1326901153673494107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1326901153673494107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/1326901153673494107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-4.html' title='=act 4='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7061577404815437029</id><published>2008-04-18T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=act 3=</title><content type='html'>Act III:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction&lt;br /&gt;The prisoner departs with his newfound love&lt;br /&gt;And embarks on a new journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss&lt;br /&gt;And the oath that he swore to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though no oath is shared between the lovers,&lt;br /&gt;In thier hearts they know they will meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7061577404815437029?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7061577404815437029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7061577404815437029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7061577404815437029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-3.html' title='=act 3='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6433795439976209164</id><published>2008-04-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=act 2=</title><content type='html'>Act II:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friend, your desire&lt;br /&gt;Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.&lt;br /&gt;Legend shall speak of sacrifice at worlds end.&lt;br /&gt;The wind sails over the water's surface&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, but surely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6433795439976209164?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6433795439976209164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6433795439976209164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6433795439976209164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/act-2.html' title='=act 2='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3930305314354330919</id><published>2008-04-16T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=loveless act I=</title><content type='html'>Act I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess&lt;br /&gt;We seek it thus, and take to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Ripples form on the water's surface&lt;br /&gt;The wandering soul knows no rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3930305314354330919?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3930305314354330919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/loveless-act-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3930305314354330919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3930305314354330919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/loveless-act-i.html' title='=loveless act I='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6856527674790697924</id><published>2008-04-12T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=buttons=</title><content type='html'>heres an interesting question posed to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are the buttons on clothes meant for girls and guys on different sides? (i.e. guys have the buttons on the right side, the girls, left.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6856527674790697924?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6856527674790697924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/buttons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6856527674790697924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6856527674790697924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/buttons.html' title='=buttons='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-2294603188395904437</id><published>2008-04-05T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=balls to you, recruit=</title><content type='html'>When I was just a chao recruit,&lt;br /&gt;I asked my sergeant, what will I be?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be PC? Will I be 3SG?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what he said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balls to you, recruit,&lt;br /&gt;This is not your father's army,&lt;br /&gt;Your future's not yours to see,&lt;br /&gt;Sign extra for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I now know how the song ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balls to you, CPL,&lt;br /&gt;This is not your father's army,&lt;br /&gt;Not happy don't ORD,&lt;br /&gt;Wait inside DB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2294603188395904437?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2294603188395904437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/balls-to-you-recruit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2294603188395904437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2294603188395904437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/balls-to-you-recruit.html' title='=balls to you, recruit='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-849130479520004628</id><published>2008-04-04T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=afterlife=</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="319" height="266"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8akxHCUBLk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8akxHCUBLk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="319" height="266"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-849130479520004628?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/849130479520004628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/afterlife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/849130479520004628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/849130479520004628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/afterlife.html' title='=afterlife='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4459402473937098785</id><published>2008-04-01T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=the big 2 to the 0=</title><content type='html'>i had intended to exit teenage and into 'adulthood' unnoticed but still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mum dad sis mabell kumlong stephie liyi diane michelle kete yingying cheryl justin peiyan kokwai yunting jiaying shawnwee and alphonsus . no particular order just that alphonsus will be last always. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn, still no budget angpao for me. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4459402473937098785?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4459402473937098785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-2-to-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4459402473937098785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4459402473937098785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-2-to-0.html' title='=the big 2 to the 0='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8291877533973282397</id><published>2008-03-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=iphone country code bug=</title><content type='html'>just in case someone needs it cause a few friends already asked me for it zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.vr-zone.com/showthread.php?t=243680"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forums.vr-zone.com/showthread.php?t=243680&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8291877533973282397?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8291877533973282397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/03/iphone-country-code-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8291877533973282397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8291877533973282397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/03/iphone-country-code-bug.html' title='=iphone country code bug='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4919549648124585208</id><published>2008-03-19T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=belated rantings=</title><content type='html'>after countless days of procrastinating i finally, have come out the effort to actually type this out, apart from changing the blogskin after more than half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few words, i can say that the world in 2008 so far &lt;u&gt;sucks.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, in nearly 10 years the US$ has dropped to an all low of 1.374 (approx) and the future looks bleak. thanks to housing mortgages fall-outs and other factors offsets like fed reserves interest rates being cut and oil prices soaring like eagles flying free, wall street faces a calamity short of a recession. either its time to just sit it out, or invest in USD right now. or else if the US citizens decide to cash out on all their pensions, the white house is screwed man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;this is something ive asked around for my friends' views, and we generally have the a consensus over these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing close to our hearts, especially people who are gonna get licenses, and in turn wheels soon. no offence to anyone here, but in recent years, has anyone realized that the revenue generated from land transport has ballooned. its as good as saying that part of the money we forked out to pay for the ERP charges, road tax blah blah has been utilized to build EVEN MORE ERP gantries to collect even more revenue out of motorists. although transport minister Raymond Lim said that "&lt;a href="http://motoring.asiaone.com/Motoring/News/Story/A1Story20070823-22907.html"&gt;ERP is necessary&lt;/a&gt;", and highlighting the comparison between London's transport congestion management scheme, it still remains a stark fact that ERP is not the definite issue to road congestion. if this trend carries on, in the next 20 years or so we will have ERP gantries situated right outside our front yards, and we have to bite our cashcards and go under the gantries while we get charged a small fee to exit our homes. after so much talk to improve our public transport system, i fail to get a seat on the MRT more than 70% of the time even though sometimes i start my ride at the terminal stations. this applies for buses as well. it may not be financially sustainable to provide buses that only ferry such small capacity, but being squished like sardines isnt the way. personally i hope to see more short term improvements, and more extensive long-term plans instead of just giving a fancy name for a goal in the not-so-long future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have i mentioned that transport fares are increasing too quickly these days? its not like we see the money being used for improving the system, except for building fancy MRT 'exchange' areas around every single station i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most recent piss-off that tingles lots of frustration out of the general population is the new "law" that cabs were not allowed to stop ANYWHERE else in CBD other than taxi stands. half a month into the rule which started its effect on 1st march 2008, it received pretty extreme disdain from commuters, businesses, and cabbies alike. lots of new issues popped out, like severe drop in business from hotels due to the lack of taxi stands, taxi being no more than a private bus, and also stuff like being ignorant of the rule. punishment for flouting? 3 DIPS points and 100 smackers smacked on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTA cited in &lt;a href="http://app.lta.gov.sg/corp_press_content.asp?start=1894"&gt;news releases &lt;/a&gt; that the move is to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;improve the safety of commuters, taxi drivers and other road users as it will reduce the number of taxis driving into bus lanes to pick up passengers or indiscriminately stopping along the roads and disrupting the flow of traffic. This way, public buses which carry more passengers will enjoy a smoother and faster journey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;heres the irony: when the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://app.lta.gov.sg/corp_press_content.asp?start=1894"&gt; proposed rule first surfaced&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yang Ban Seng, CEO of ComfortDelGro's Taxi Business, said, "The move to mandate that taxi passengers can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only be picked up or alighted at &lt;/span&gt;taxi stands, taxi stops and building driveways in the CBD is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good one and we are supportive of it&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, we have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;working with LTA and our Taxi Association&lt;/span&gt; to address implementation issues of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concern to our taxi drivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Foo Chi Yong, Chairman of Premier Taxi Operators' Association, said, "We are fully supportive of LTA's measures to improve taxi services...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when the press release about the l&lt;a href="http://app.lta.gov.sg/corp_press_content.asp?start=1902"&gt;atest tweak by the LTA on the abovementioned rule to be more flexible&lt;/a&gt;, the same people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Added Mr Foo Chi Yong, President of Premier Taxi Operators' Association, "I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relieved to note that the authorities have exercised flexibility&lt;/span&gt; in enforcing the new policy during the initial period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are heartened by LTA's receptiveness to industry feedback. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The proposed tweaks to the system&lt;/span&gt; will help &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ease the problems&lt;/span&gt; that our drivers have experienced on the ground. We will continue to work closely with the LTA and our associations to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monitor the situation on the ground&lt;/span&gt;," said MrYang Ban Seng, CEO of ComfortDelgro's Taxi Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;how you perceive the before-and-after statements, i dont care. this isnt supposed to be a post to blast anybody. its for me to bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me that LTA prefers using the monkey-proof approach towards regulating safety as well as efficiency of land transport systems. no doubt both are important, but once again, it is only a small relief to the situation whereby cabs get into fender benders with bus and other vehicles because of sudden swerving to alight/pickup passengers. to cut everything short, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long term education is better than short term aggression&lt;/span&gt;. we got to remember that a good chunk of cabbies include&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; elder singaporeans&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eke out a living from driving 14 hours a day&lt;/span&gt;. t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey dont give a damn out of education on road safety if it doesnt give them more money&lt;/span&gt;. so yes, please take that into account, if any authorities actually spied on my blog to read this.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;enough enough. policies make me hungry. off for dinner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4919549648124585208?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4919549648124585208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/03/belated-rantings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4919549648124585208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4919549648124585208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/03/belated-rantings.html' title='=belated rantings='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-2684651108065942886</id><published>2008-03-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=ns song=</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="319" height="266"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AK3wi2Tt4Pc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AK3wi2Tt4Pc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="319" height="266"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2684651108065942886?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-5803296276238539635</id><published>2008-03-05T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=hail me=</title><content type='html'>Troops At Attention In Shining Armour&lt;br /&gt;They Stand Before Me In Total Loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;Raising Their Fists Into The Air&lt;br /&gt;And Swearing Their Allegiance To Me.&lt;br /&gt;Upon A Stallion Of Finest Blood&lt;br /&gt;I Sit With The Greatest Of Pride.&lt;br /&gt;As I Behold My Vast Empire&lt;br /&gt;I Hold The Royal Standard High,&lt;br /&gt;It Dances In The Roaring Wind&lt;br /&gt;As The Salutes Are Heard In The Sky.&lt;br /&gt;The Foretold Master I Am.&lt;br /&gt;My Future Is Already Revealed.&lt;br /&gt;In The Scrolls Of The Prophecy:&lt;br /&gt;"...And He Shall Conquer The World&lt;br /&gt;And Rule It With Great Majesty."&lt;br /&gt;Hail Me As The Man Of Steel.&lt;br /&gt;Hail Me As The Son Of Gods.&lt;br /&gt;Hail Me As The King Of Yours.&lt;br /&gt;I Am The Chosen One.&lt;br /&gt;We Are The Undefeatable&lt;br /&gt;So Be Proud Of What You Are.&lt;br /&gt;Against The Threats Of The World&lt;br /&gt;We Stand United Today.&lt;br /&gt;Let's Not Take Their Mocking,&lt;br /&gt;Let's Invade And Make Them Obey.&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/81986.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5803296276238539635?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5803296276238539635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/03/hail-me.html#comment-form' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have you seen this arsehole? i have other expletive names for him, but i shall not offend the other muslims that i deem to be good people. he's currently the man of the news, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAS SELAMAT KESTARI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man who made the entire home team and  as basically the entire defence force on their toes. damn you vile creature. it is said that he may have fled the country (go thestaronline to check it out for sources, i cant be bothered). nonetheless, we're trying real hard to find him in singapore, though the only thing i am involved in is to prep the arms of the men who are on the reserve list to find him. lol. if i ever find him ill set my sparky on him, not because he's muslim, but because sparky will maul him to give him a taste of a terrorist attack, which in that case happens to be me. mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2008/02/29/PH2008022900940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 208px;" src="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2008/02/29/PH2008022900940.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~+~+~+~+~+~+~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the one concert of a lifetime that no metal-head should ever miss, last sunday @fort canning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE FUCKIN' HELLOWEEN LIVE IN SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the fathers of power metal came and said they were 'sweating like pigs' cause singapore is too hot for germans. anyway they started the house with "halloween" and as their interactive antics on stage goes along they dished out legendary tunes like 'eagle fly free', 'sole survivor', 'dr. stein' and many more, before ending their encore with the all time classic, 'i want out'. it was a night to remember and never to return again. totally enjoyed it as chants of 'happy happy helloween' filled the gig venue.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yea, my life is THAT boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3670149146604271945?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3670149146604271945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/selamat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3670149146604271945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-3432924241124972941</id><published>2008-02-16T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=belated v-day POST=</title><content type='html'>Unlike last year when i was stuck at pasir ris camp (or rather half the day had me stuck at pulau tekong jungle), this year i managed to spend the actual day with my hunny Meibao! but theres always a catch to everything, isnt it? i couldnt find a reservation at our usual restaurants nor at the new ones i tried ( i cant remember the names, so many! but NOT fullerton, as i recalled differently.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so instead we went for valentines' lunch instead. as usual, marsche was on the deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R7WrFHe5RYI/AAAAAAAAASg/ipiD779PY04/s320/vday08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R7WrFHe5RYI/AAAAAAAAASg/ipiD779PY04/s320/vday08+017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, we shopped for a while,  and she bought me a shirt BUT I PAID FOR IT RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we're done with vivocity, it was already like say, 2pm? so off we went to sentosa! to see flowers LOL 赏花&lt;br /&gt;well the place was ENORMOUS.....for a singaporean =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R7YfRHe5RcI/AAAAAAAAATA/QO4J2CU_Kzs/s1600/vday08%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R7YfRHe5RcI/AAAAAAAAATA/QO4J2CU_Kzs/s1600/vday08%2B036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of flowers of different kinds all over the place at some bloody big terrace THAT WE HAD TO CLIMB CAUSE THE ESCALATORS WERE DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ejc5cPzTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6PLqd55vyLo/s1600-h/vday08+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ejc5cPzTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6PLqd55vyLo/s320/vday08+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167778814281895218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt remember wrongly the photographer (some crew aka saikungwarrior  for the event)  actually felt amused by this boliao pose by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ej0JcPzUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W0UgnYxlZgg/s1600-h/vday08+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ej0JcPzUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W0UgnYxlZgg/s320/vday08+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167779213713853762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;站在桃花树旁，有桃花运！LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ekFpcPzVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nGK9TcPAWY8/s1600-h/vday08+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R7ekFpcPzVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nGK9TcPAWY8/s320/vday08+134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167779514361564498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the day with a good ol' ride at the luge AND SKYRIDE which totally freaked the altophobic Meibao out. i used to be like that till the day i was arrowed to become an airborne ranger. then again maybe not. armourer &gt; all&lt;br /&gt;till next time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, have you realised THE ANG PAOS ALL SHRINKED? damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3432924241124972941?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3432924241124972941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/belated-v-day-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3432924241124972941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3432924241124972941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/belated-v-day-post.html' title='=belated v-day POST='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp0.blogger.com/_sN2Ay6xfmp8/R7WrFHe5RYI/AAAAAAAAASg/ipiD779PY04/s72-c/vday08+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-3958584821014366411</id><published>2008-02-11T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=guilty as charged=</title><content type='html'>when i came home today, i felt a pang of guilt soon after i stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum was half-hobbling towards to fridge, and got herself a couple of panadols to pop. i asked her, 'you sick ah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ya lor, i have to go work now' was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like, suddenly i felt like the most evil person on Earth (like im not already a demon to some people =/) mum is sick yet she has to slog out late into the night for me to get that nice shirt off the new arrivals shelf? or that latest graphics accelerator or try out that fancy restaurant? all in the expense of her health. ohmygawd, im being such a big fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave it a little thought into the future. kids these days are already losing their sense of value for money. comparing who has the most expensive obiang sling bag &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sidenote, i still have to thank meibao for my barney rustle)&lt;/span&gt; or who else the most heels. its not even their own dough. also also, i have to thank the fact that i worked before i came into the army, so i know what it feels like to actually work for your own cash. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(then again, the army makes it worse doesnt it) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so anyway back to the point, i wont expect much difference thanks to the influence of pop culture. as they say in chinese, 衣来伸手，饭来张口. you wont feel the financial and emotional strain if youre not contributing for the well-being of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that heart-wrenching moment, i shall find a way to survive with just 437.50. and hopefully, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SOMEONE PLEASE LET ME TUTOR THEM. PLS? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;the point is, next time you want to spend the money that isnt yours, please think about how the person would feel when he/she just wants to earn that extra few bucks to give you some short-lived enjoyment, and more critically,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU NOT APPRECIATING IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3958584821014366411?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3958584821014366411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/guilty-as-charged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3958584821014366411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3958584821014366411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/guilty-as-charged.html' title='=guilty as charged='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-7100109513549631604</id><published>2008-02-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=CJ7=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/80/CJ7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 456px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/80/CJ7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the 2nd day of cny, i went visiting with a special guest, that is my dear meibao. haha good for her cause she got so many more ang paos zzz. after which before i went to my aunt's place for dinner we went to watch 长江7号 cause she said kung fu dunk isnt nice. (on a seperate note, ive been told "ah long pte ltd" is quite a fine movie to watch despite the screwed up ratings. perhaps its the globalisation of reporters?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长江7号 is an atypical mo-lei-tau comedy by stephen chow and is something worth the watch no matter what kind of rating it gets. its about a boy (whos actually played by a girl, i was wrong LOL) and his darn poor father who decides to slog it out to send the son to an elite (uncaring face) private school while others usually settle for public schools.they live in a half torn down house thats surrounded by piles of trash, where e dad picks up old school shoes and such for the kid. one fine day after the kid wanted some crappy toy, dad picks up some funny ball like thing and gives it to kid. it turns out to be some space dog of sorts, and decides to call it 长江7号. nonsense slapstick humour ensues and at the middle of the story, dad dies from a freak accident at work (safety is one of SAF's core values) and whilst trying to revive dad, CJ7 runs out of batt and "dies" and turns into a small doll complete with X_X eyes. at the end while enjoying the new school term the kid finds e spaceship that gave it 长江7号 and it ends with a whole army of e same space dog with lots of different designs running towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its a comedy, it really puts out the feeling of having someone very close to you suddenly taken away, seemingly forever (when the dad died). not to mention the kind of loyalty and love that the space dog gave to the kid (to the point it ran out of batt lol) makes you want to give the same to the people you love.. (not the process of reviving him/her zzz) it kinda made me weep i admit, hence any movie that can make me do that when its supposed to (unlike movies like Alone, which made me sleep) is a success and worth all the stars people give it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*end of spoiler*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and darn it MS is like, dead during CNY. then again singapore should appreciate service sectors more, and we ( i used to be one b4 i changed master [SAF] ) deserve a break at these kinda festivities. unlike my poor friends who were in camp taking long walks lol =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and whats a date without camwhoring! too bad my cam ran out of batt too (LOL) in the middle of the session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(photos will be added later. damn blogger's uploading system)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7100109513549631604?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7100109513549631604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/cj7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7100109513549631604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7100109513549631604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/cj7.html' title='=CJ7='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3082163194333699201</id><published>2008-02-05T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=borders=</title><content type='html'>no its not that big bookstore at Wheelock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on last saturday i saw this slogan on the kinky shirt that my uncle-in-law wore to reunion dinner @ ah yat. it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BORDERS ARE NOT DRAWN ON MAPS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i thought of it, kind of true though. borders to me, are more like lines in our head drawn to keep us away from scary people. the thing is, no one's scarier than ourselves, get it? (no racial offense) for every bangla joke up in the air, theres another chinese joke to shoot it down. so on and so forth, the idea's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding that, its kind of the result of borders in our head. if not for that, we wont be cultivated in a society that breeds with a tinge of fascism. that "we are the best in cheap wine and water recycling, many other countries want to learn from us!" [&lt;--- designed statement]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oh by the way if you havent realised, i was talking about national borders.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so when you hear about all blondes being dumb, or scots being angry, chinese being noisy and bangladeshis being plain weird, dont just point the finger at anyone and scream 'racist'  just yet.instead, blame the fact that we are evolving and developing too fast for our own good, and not being able to get over our mentality of tribes and villages and anti-gypsies (medieval europe)   mentalities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i forsee in the future is similar to what happens in the (rather) new anime series "Mobile suit Gundam 00", minus the big godly robots perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in the anime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  humans, in the 24th century, still fail to unite as one common ideal and participate in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zero-sum"&gt;zero-sum&lt;/a&gt; war games with one another. this is despite the depletion of fossil fuels and the total dependence on solar energy in the form of giant solar panel batteries.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i kind of lost my thoughts in the middle so i dont really know what im typing. haha then again, it really sets my mind thinking what would happen if we could one day, agree to "erase" away the non-existent borders on our lands. thats alot of rubber man.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year's in a couple of days' time~! are you ready? went to give myself a little pampering (with a bit of help from mum la. im only a LCP for goodness. been so long since i had a head of black that isnt littered with white. these days though, dont you feel that festivities dont feel so much as they did say, 5 years back? back then when i was still wearing khaki shorts, festivities always like, a time-mark (derived from landmark. LOL) for me. its like saying "congratulations! you survived till (insert event)" holidays aside, i really enjoy the time spent with the people i like doing stuff that we like. (like mahjong mwahahahahahaha) but whats missing? oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3082163194333699201?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3082163194333699201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/borders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3082163194333699201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3082163194333699201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/02/borders.html' title='=borders='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8365391375615992208</id><published>2008-01-24T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=its been a while=</title><content type='html'>'s been a while. had been paying attention to happenings at some other corner of cyberspace that almost seemed like they came right out of a b-grade channel 8 flick,  my own stories almost drifted away and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems to me that people actually felt exasperated, of sorts, to a significant extent (oh please, social studies rox your sox) that i was pretty much the big bad wolf (small would be a better word, but who cares) who was 'teased' by the others. i mock at those who think others are different and strange just because they're all the same, as herd mentality takes over your feeble minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately my confidence had taken quite a bad hit from quite a few sources, whom i shall keep to myself.  its like back in my bronco days, the cold freezing water pouring over my head while i take a late night shower. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;PRESS ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! yuehan version X.0 (where x is an real number) codenamed 'fishy' isnt the weak one you know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been catching up with d.gray-man thanks to some friend of mine who decided to tell me all about it. speaking of anime, i dont know why taiwan idol dramas try so hard to look like its an anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the US market looks like its ripe for a recession, so is my money. been spending too much during xmas season that it hit me pretty hard in January. its not as if the money wasnt well spent on my loved ones. as Anton puts it, "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kindness" title="Kindness"&gt;kindness&lt;/a&gt; to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates"&lt;br /&gt;oh right, straits times reports that the average income of cabbies after the rocket-hike of a price has gone up, from 307bucks to 318. i would say their sample size and variance is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really erroneous&lt;/span&gt;, as my mum and many other full-time cabbies struggle to bring home even 250bucks of earnings a day. do please take away the 35% peak hour surcharge, its making the cabbies and their families' lives 35% more miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea &lt;a href="http://pingpongball.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hit the great 2-0 month, and this year im gonna hit the big 2-0 too. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;pick me for high noon, pretty pretty pls? =D i promise to be nice... m(_)m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt; no more haha. dont want already~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8365391375615992208?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8365391375615992208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8365391375615992208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8365391375615992208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-while.html' title='=its been a while='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-88541677293225400</id><published>2008-01-10T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=coffee prince? coffee craze?=</title><content type='html'>whats all the craze over coffee nowadays man. lattes, frappes, next we will have durian cuppas. or 4d numbers based on the number of mochas they serve on a certain date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched coffee prince just now, even though i skipped a few episodes due to my shagginess + laziness. even though it runs on an already dry storyline, i kinda think that its damn sad for a girl to act like a dude to get close to her crush. this episode shows her crush raining insults on her big time on a heat of anger. really man, i detest people who actually do nag nag nag scold nag at others. we're supposed to behave like advanced evolved primates, at least mentally, cause we dont look like we're gonna have extreme physical heroes-ic  powers anytime soon. except maybe we got lots of cyclops giving eye power in camp. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right i also detest guys that know girls for the sake of knowing more girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well even though ive got a prick i do know how its like to get your heart crushed. so please, dont crush the heart of the one youve already have. haha sounds very mushy mushy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at compasspoint with Dee and AhNeo just now cause i really couldnt tahan the gastric pain, and neither could they. BUT THE WAITRESS AT SAKAE FORGOT MY ORDER. leading me to gulp down two tofu (fake) sushi. so yea when my real order came i couldnt eat the last piece wth. and apologies for letting mb wait online for me for an hour bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;you know, everyone has their skeletons in the closet do they? well one of mine is that, i may most probably used to be the people that i hate now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-88541677293225400?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/88541677293225400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/coffee-prince-coffee-craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/88541677293225400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/88541677293225400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/coffee-prince-coffee-craze.html' title='=coffee prince? coffee craze?='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6424609728980614556</id><published>2008-01-03T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=story of a girl=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;  This is the story of a girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;And while she looked so sad in photographs,&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love her,&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many days in a year?&lt;br /&gt;She woke up with hope but she only found tears.&lt;br /&gt;And I can be so insincere,&lt;br /&gt;Making her promises never for real!&lt;br /&gt;As long as she stands there waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes!&lt;br /&gt;How many days disappear?&lt;br /&gt;When you look in the mirror so how do you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes never wear as well the next day,&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way-&lt;br /&gt;But you never seem to run out of things to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,&lt;br /&gt;WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;AND WHILE SHE LOOKED SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER,&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE SMILES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many lovers would stay?&lt;br /&gt;Just to put of with this shit day after day!&lt;br /&gt;How did we wind up this way?&lt;br /&gt;Watching our mouths for the words that we say.&lt;br /&gt;As long as we stand here waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the clothes of the souls that we choose!&lt;br /&gt;How do we get there today?&lt;br /&gt;When we're walking to far for the price of our shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes never wear as well the next day,&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way-&lt;br /&gt;But you never seem to run out of things to say!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,&lt;br /&gt;WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;AND WHILE SHE LOOKED SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER,&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE SMILES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes never wear as well the next day,&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way-&lt;br /&gt;But you never seem to run out of things to say...&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;And while she looks so sad in photographs,&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love her-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a girl;&lt;br /&gt;Her pretty face she hid from the world!&lt;br /&gt;And while she looks so sad and lonely there,&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love her,&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a - girl!&lt;br /&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;And while she looks so sad in photographs,&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love her,&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles...&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6424609728980614556?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6424609728980614556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-of-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6424609728980614556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6424609728980614556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-of-girl.html' title='=story of a girl='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-3111288457795713157</id><published>2007-12-30T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=pre 2008=</title><content type='html'>Goodbye mjc....&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye pink IC..&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2007..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2008...&lt;br /&gt;Hello Pink IC...&lt;br /&gt;Hello ORD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was your weekend? mine was spent uhh, as usual being a shopping boy, at least for today. its after all, good therapy. i think the only therapy is looking at all the posh and expensive and unnecessary luxury goods, and then motivating yourself to continue slogging your lungs out to earn enough money for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and young tweeny couples, if you dont look like youre gonna get married within the next 24 months, do avoid walking at the 3rd floor of marina square unless you want to get hounded by intense rivalry between 4 wedding studios. There i was happily holding hands and walking towards suntec, and suddenly one auntie popped out and asked us to go into her studio to take a look at her packages. if not for my quick wits in saying we're still in school (complete with cheeky 17 year old grin) i'll be stuck in some studio with my cabbage and criss-cut fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, happy 2008 non-existent readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-3111288457795713157?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/3111288457795713157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3111288457795713157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/3111288457795713157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-2008.html' title='=pre 2008='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5170630562990499720</id><published>2007-12-28T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=tuition advert, for myself=</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, im currently scouting for kids (yea kids. someone called me uncle already can?) , namely pri and sec school students for tuition. rates go from 15-20/hr depending on what am i covering with the client (wa, professional sial) my coverage goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Primary school~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Secondary school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elementary Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry (pure/combined)&lt;br /&gt;Physics(pure/combined)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt mind going to your place for tuition, but i really really prefer for my student to live at the east/south area (i live at geylang. no, really, i do.) as im a dude, its not convenient for little kids to drop over at my place. so yeah. would not mind meeting outside if its a good conducive place to discuss. im available only on weekends currently, as i have busy days in the short term future ahead in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, i cannot offer biology tuition as i didnt take the subject even at O level. sian. im a 7 subber who got 10 points! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interested students can always drop me an email: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"andvari eight 8 at hawtmail dot com~"&lt;/span&gt; please do abit of interpretation thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5170630562990499720?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5170630562990499720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/tuition-advert-for-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5170630562990499720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5170630562990499720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/tuition-advert-for-myself.html' title='=tuition advert, for myself='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8292629583791972092</id><published>2007-12-24T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Metal Christmas</title><content type='html'>On my heavy metal Christmas my true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;12 silver crosses&lt;br /&gt;11 black mascaras&lt;br /&gt;10 pairs of platforms&lt;br /&gt;9 tattered t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;8 pentagrams&lt;br /&gt;7 leather jackets&lt;br /&gt;6 cans of hairspray&lt;br /&gt;5 skull earrings&lt;br /&gt;4 quarts of Jack&lt;br /&gt;3 studded belts&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of spandex pants&lt;br /&gt;and a tattoo of Ozzy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8292629583791972092?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8292629583791972092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/heavy-metal-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8292629583791972092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8292629583791972092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/heavy-metal-christmas.html' title='Heavy Metal Christmas'/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8326651463217731285</id><published>2007-12-23T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=xmas surprise!=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its 2 more days to xmas. are you ready for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well 2 days ago, i wasnt. hence i decided to head out to town to town to hunt for food. i mean, presents. literally hunt ok, i went into the shops looking for something to kill. and who else to join me at the last minute (because he doesnt go to partyworld or kbox) but &lt;a href="http://ashearo.blogspot.com/"&gt;xiang loong&lt;/a&gt;! and he ate a ba zhang (dumpling) for breakfast! that makes it Xiang Loong 食 ba zhang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;xiang&gt;&lt;/xiang&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally walked up and down orchard road looking for tori Q . though we ended up munching on simple chilli dogs cause there was so many pricks eating at the same time! heres a complaint on that OMU RICE stall at the Ngee Ann city basement "food court" of sorts. we were there waiting for seats at that pathetic corner, but suddenly, noooo, but the counter auntie had to chase us away cause there were 2 people behind WHO HAVE ORDERED THEIR FOOD BUT HAVE NOT GOT PLACES  YET. damn that old c**t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? xmas isnt really for me, MINUS the fact that i like to give my loved ones stuff without expecting anything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas@singapore this year is one of the most crappy ones i can ever imagine.  especially at orchard. the formula goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perpetual vehicle traffic jams&lt;span&gt; PLUS&lt;/span&gt;  never-ending human traffic jams &lt;span&gt; PLUS&lt;/span&gt; crazy cab fares &lt;span&gt;PLUS&lt;/span&gt; lousy Christmas decoration &lt;span&gt;MINUS&lt;/span&gt; ngee ann city's big xmas tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;MULTIPLIED&lt;/span&gt; BY rain that looks like it came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;from a broken tap &lt;span&gt;EQUALS&lt;/span&gt; crappy christmas. Alliteration at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cab fares, i am only a few cab rides short of writing letters to straits times' forum and to the land transport authority to bitch about it. they are practically stabbing them own asses (插自己的屁股) as well as helping the cabbies with theirs.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;35% of metered fare as the peak period surcharge?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;no wonder i cant find a cab now! cause the cabbies are all at home crying over nobody wanting to take their cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~Remember what i said about not expecting gifts back?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG NEWS BIGGEST SHOCK OF MY LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, mabell's so nice to me~ see what she gave me for christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2558_95MmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MGhslKKPLjs/s1600-h/crumpler+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2558_95MmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MGhslKKPLjs/s400/crumpler+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147185513001202274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes so nice =] anw im not lacking back on her pressies as well! and towards my sis and mum as well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh heres a riddle that my cousin told me. i got stumped zz.&lt;br /&gt;"there are 3 switches for 3 seperate light bulbs. the switches and the bulbs are in different rooms. you are only allowed to move from the room with the switches to the one with the bulbs once and only once. how do you tell which switch belongs to which bulb?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy christmas oh non-existent readers! and a merry new year~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8326651463217731285?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8326651463217731285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8326651463217731285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8326651463217731285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-surprise.html' title='=xmas surprise!='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2558_95MmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MGhslKKPLjs/s72-c/crumpler+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-7146928699301918110</id><published>2007-12-19T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=chipmunk fever=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bb/Alvin_and_the_chipmunks2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 406px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bb/Alvin_and_the_chipmunks2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;please go catch this movie cause so its damn cute! i know its not a guy's thing to say 'cute', but yea it really feels quite sentimental when i watch it (ok la, i had a very filled childhood can. aint feeling no jealousy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming and yay i havent got my presents all ready yet zz. so yea shall spend the whole of tomorrow hunting. hope i get good drops =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2lGKv95MlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tlwYYEtw8Qg/s1600-h/CCF12182007_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2lGKv95MlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tlwYYEtw8Qg/s400/CCF12182007_00000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145721199736205906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i dont know what possessed me to take such neoprints but hey, looks great doesnt it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone have a job to recommend to meibao. zzz. im getting kinda worried shes not successful with her job hunt.. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for goodness sake, my english name is pronounced as YÜ HAN, not YUE HAN. after 19 years of errors, i think its time uh. only a handful of people ever got my name right on the first try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-7146928699301918110?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/7146928699301918110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/chipmunk-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7146928699301918110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/7146928699301918110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/chipmunk-fever.html' title='=chipmunk fever='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2lGKv95MlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tlwYYEtw8Qg/s72-c/CCF12182007_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6092137415288974115</id><published>2007-12-16T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=of rostis, eggs and seats=</title><content type='html'>spent this leave season/weekend rather productively..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~friday~&lt;br /&gt;had a great visitor *secret* who came to zap some documents, then sent her off to driving. now is her turn to drive in a storm wahahahhaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~saturday~&lt;br /&gt;got a 2ntm sms from my dear mabell to go vivo for shopping. (really 2ntm sia, i woke up at 1000h =x) anw shopped all over the world (ok la, revolves around Forever21 zz) well before that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to marsche for lunch (brunch for me). i must say it still can retain the quality done by the franchise version that withdrawn quite a few years back, and caused to have a bad date once with mabell cause i didnt know it folded up. =[&lt;br /&gt;then again, the rosti, sausages and very-expensive-but-tasty mushrooms were fantastic, still having that same greatness that everyone knows. and the prices arent that ridiculous too. like 30 bucks for 2 people? my, they still provide cheap thrills after you leave the restaurant! (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2UjPP95MiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/poc7XiuBiWY/s1600-h/ABCD0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2UjPP95MiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/poc7XiuBiWY/s320/ABCD0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144556894231802402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after lunch we went for the main event of the day: (window) shopping. then again, whats window shopping when you spend almost 100 bucks buying clothes for your girl AS PART OF XMAS GIFTS HOR. after being there for quite (many) few times ive come to think that their selections are pretty suitable for most ladies here, most importantly my dear mabell: (doesnt she look great haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2Ui8_95MhI/AAAAAAAAAII/Mo2w3neowS4/s1600-h/ABCD0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 191px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2Ui8_95MhI/AAAAAAAAAII/Mo2w3neowS4/s320/ABCD0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144556580699189778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wanted to go wash our tired &lt;s&gt;(and stinky)&lt;/s&gt; feet at the rooftop wading pool, but suddenly it POURED MAN. so we had to idle around, avoid people giving surveys and ended up at superdog, with her watching me gobbling down yet another sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2UlVv95MjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A7HGnjBfM_A/s1600-h/ABCD0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 174px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2UlVv95MjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A7HGnjBfM_A/s320/ABCD0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144559204924207666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well ended saturday pretty shagged. started doing crazy things already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2Uljv95MkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5NwPrkiq8Ho/s1600-h/ABCD0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 199px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2Uljv95MkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5NwPrkiq8Ho/s320/ABCD0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144559445442376258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;`sunday`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father's birthday, bought a shirt and tie for him from topman on saturday when i was out with mabell. well he kinda liked it though. went tonkichi@suntec for brunch. my cousin brought me there once for the pork cutlets, which is their signature dish luh. so yea, my family liked it too, at my expense T_T then again its not ridiculous either, i mean the pricing. 70 odd for 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CAME HOME TO REALISED ONE OF MY MEMORY CARDS FAILED. so yea, just came bac from sim lim sq with 2x 1gb kingston 667mhz cl5 cards. now my comp works like a charm. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was some drama on the way home though. some old fogey put his eggs on the far far away corner seats where couples love to makeout at and where nasty ex-boyfriends loved to scribble their ex-gfs' numbers at the back of the seats. the thing is, the bus is bloody crowded, and some guy wanted that fogey to move in. hence starts a big argument with the fogey tryin to protect his poor defenseless eggs. ended up in vulgarities  hurled and to everyone's "sian-ness", the fogey called the cops and challenged the guy to wait with him till the cops arrived. somehow i feel the guy did the right thing by getting off the bus, irregardless of whether he had wanted to initially or not. no point wasting time with such people -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what ever happened to singaporeans? since when do such people exist zz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats it, tomorrow, another week in hell! plus 1 day in the guardhouse zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6092137415288974115?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6092137415288974115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-rostis-eggs-and-seats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6092137415288974115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6092137415288974115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-rostis-eggs-and-seats.html' title='=of rostis, eggs and seats='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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://bp0.blogger.com/_L95IcIo_m-U/R2UjPP95MiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/poc7XiuBiWY/s72-c/ABCD0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-6356661603978574607</id><published>2007-12-06T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=genting, again=</title><content type='html'>'has been a pretty busy week for me even though i only went to camp for 2 days. will only get busier as the year passes and when the year matches that of my ORD year (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear poor mabell's been very very busy lately. CIP ( i dont know why still CIP even though she graduated) at tangs (free labor i see), driving, and of course, shopping with me to get gears for prom. and till date i still have not found out who were the gang of people who made me get shortlisted for prom QUEEN. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today's her prom and well, hope the next batch of grads have fun. better than me at least zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and crap, the weather's pretty screwed up these few days. imagine learning driving in a storm. ok la, a good challenge and experience. then again my instructor liked to step on the instructor's brake pedal for no reason, bleh. *gives evil grin 'scared ah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, as the subject goes, im going to genting tomorrow morning. for fun laughter peace and joy. good day everyone. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 months! lol. and 340 days more to go for pink ic zz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6356661603978574607?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6356661603978574607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/genting-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6356661603978574607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6356661603978574607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/12/genting-again.html' title='=genting, again='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-2658204475700135175</id><published>2007-11-27T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=tuition advert=</title><content type='html'>hi ppl (sounds familiar eh)&lt;br /&gt;my girl's scouting for students for tuition, available for As and Os. subjects offered are as follows: -Chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;-Maths,&lt;br /&gt;-Physics (O lvl only),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is a need, you can tag on my board for a request and i will send you her CV. just in case. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-2658204475700135175?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/2658204475700135175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/tuition-advert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2658204475700135175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/2658204475700135175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/tuition-advert.html' title='=tuition advert='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-6070636490677872395</id><published>2007-11-24T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=stupid technology=</title><content type='html'>i have hereby concluded that sony memory stick pro duo SUCKS TO THE CORE. there goes my 20 hour of gameplay. now i shall support sandisk. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-6070636490677872395?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/6070636490677872395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-technology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6070636490677872395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/6070636490677872395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-technology.html' title='=stupid technology='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5274179371819096098</id><published>2007-11-22T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=back from island=</title><content type='html'>no more sft, no more tft, no more penguin ferry trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it, my due is done on this piece of rock that does more impact than some lighthouse rock the size of a soccer field, that is tekong. after 4 weeks of spelling ORD (not exactly that i will be very soon) to recruits and "drawing food" from the cookhouse in the same manner as we draw arms, as well as executing "operation snow white" or "exercise powder fairy", we have completed our recourse. WHEREBY, we used the (lousy) m16s for range and had some "outfield" of sorts. though being excused outfield, i found myself napping on grass. this could help for India later on zzz. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made lots of good friends, including noisy ones, sizey (=x) ones, powder/kiwi/camo-cream fairies, and of course your everyday act-beng  soldiers and  "air-level" students who cant get enough of showing off their superior intelligence to those who display the extreme lack of it. whatever it is, thanks for giving me a great time section 5 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well bad news is that i MAY end up in india for some exercise, details unknown and classified. bleah. from tom yam to oyster sauce noodles to curry. here we go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking for fellow monster hunters lol. at least i've got people to fight the stupid rathalos with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5274179371819096098?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5274179371819096098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-from-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5274179371819096098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5274179371819096098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-from-island.html' title='=back from island='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8537300438994967707</id><published>2007-11-07T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=M&amp;F=</title><content type='html'>Search for beauty, find your shore&lt;br /&gt;Try to save them all, bleed no more&lt;br /&gt;You have such oceans within&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8537300438994967707?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8537300438994967707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8537300438994967707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8537300438994967707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/m.html' title='=M&amp;amp;F='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5969203991335062126</id><published>2007-11-03T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=week2=</title><content type='html'>well after 2 weeks ive come to realise the benefits of getting OOC. then again some people are still weak enough to OOC from a recourse. what csm said made sense, that alot of youngsters nowadays just live life by the day. even if you are happy with your life, those that you depend on may not be. i cant bear but pity those who just want to waste their time around, as if the only thing they await is their death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, week2 was filled with bed-pool exercises. very tiring sia. plus IMT. i wonder why people say night-shoot is so difficult. oh well, ill find out tomorrow for live range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 years already =]&lt;br /&gt;still, all the best for A levels! jia A jia A (cannot jia U jia U LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5969203991335062126?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5969203991335062126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/week2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5969203991335062126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5969203991335062126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/11/week2.html' title='=week2='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-8996316544722220251</id><published>2007-10-28T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=quick entry=</title><content type='html'>well a quick one before i book in to tekong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first week certainly wasnt the most pleasant one, being thrown up to the 5th floor bunks despite being platoon 2, but section FIVE LOL. but yeah living at the top floor has its advantages. like leeway for being late, no bees lizards rats anything. and well, 1 week is spent learning about the favorite-weapon-to-BER which i already know how to zz. as well as looking at all sorts of people, smart people and of course, stupid people that are stupid beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea A levels would begin this coming week. would want to wish my darling ~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MABELL LEW~ &lt;/span&gt;all the best in her papers, and hope she outshines me by getting straight As zz. as well as everybody taking As i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's gonna be exciting. shooting, shooting, and more shooting! like yay -___-&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after being away for one whole week its like, the whole world has changed quite abit haha. even though for the short period of time. we've got new airplanes, 12 year old chick who completes O lvl with 6 A1s, more legal stuff regarding homos, and crazy stuff like a stupid guy strangling his gangster daughter to death. like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about kids now, ive been to the barber this saturday, no thanks to the tekong barber and her crappy skills. anw, saw this kid with some afro-wannabe hairdo, and from the way hes disturbing the barber, he has absolutely no respect for someone elder than him. not the only time ive seen such kids. if this goes on, ill have to think twice about raising a kid, at least in singapore. oh well, fuck fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*left ah left ah left right (bronco!)&lt;br /&gt;*left right (platoon 2)&lt;br /&gt;*left right (ORD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-8996316544722220251?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/8996316544722220251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8996316544722220251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/8996316544722220251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-entry.html' title='=quick entry='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-4077100466698401022</id><published>2007-10-19T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=curse=</title><content type='html'>and so the curse continues. another sec4 victorian died. no thanks to lousy driving. if all were true about the news reports and hearsay, fuck the driver man. why isit vs guys always make the news for the wrong things. eg bank fraud, suicide, accidental death =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be a while before i post again. i will be going to an old folks home at an undisclosed military camp. for about a month i guess. so till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. DARK PASSION PLAY is worth the buy man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4077100466698401022?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4077100466698401022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/curse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4077100466698401022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/4077100466698401022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/curse.html' title='=curse='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-5417364128417372442</id><published>2007-10-14T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=nemo=</title><content type='html'>This is me for forever&lt;br /&gt;One of the lost ones&lt;br /&gt;The one without a name&lt;br /&gt;Without an honest heart as compass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me for forever&lt;br /&gt;One without a name&lt;br /&gt;These lines the last endeavor&lt;br /&gt;To find the missing lifeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;For soothing rain&lt;br /&gt;All I wish is to dream again&lt;br /&gt;My loving heart&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;For hope I'd give my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flower&lt;br /&gt;Withered between&lt;br /&gt;The pages two and three&lt;br /&gt;The once and forever bloom gone with my sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk the dark path&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with angels&lt;br /&gt;Call the past for help&lt;br /&gt;Touch me with your love&lt;br /&gt;And reveal to me my true name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;For soothing rain&lt;br /&gt;All I wish is to dream again&lt;br /&gt;My loving heart&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;For hope I'd give my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;For soothing rain&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Once and for all&lt;br /&gt;And all for once&lt;br /&gt;Nemo my name for evermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo sailing home&lt;br /&gt;Nemo letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;For soothing rain&lt;br /&gt;All I wish is to dream again&lt;br /&gt;My loving heart&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;For hope I'd give my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;For soothing rain&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Once and for all&lt;br /&gt;And all for once&lt;br /&gt;Nemo my name for evermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo my name for evermore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5417364128417372442?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5417364128417372442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/nemo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5417364128417372442'/><link 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it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want no one to stick his finger in my pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you put your best foot forward&lt;br /&gt;But it is moved by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;In blind belief you follow every path that says:&lt;br /&gt;I lead you to a universe of fortune, fame and luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous, rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in Rock 'n' Roll illusions.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that what they say must always be the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in good guys against bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;I just might as well say I believe in Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you put your best foot forward&lt;br /&gt;But it is moved by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;In blind belief you follow every path that says:&lt;br /&gt;I lead you to a universe of fortune, fame and luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous, rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Big shot what is your game&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Big shot what is your final aim.&lt;br /&gt;Now you wonder who is to blame.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Big shot what is your final aim in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich and famous, house with two hours, big jacuzzi, car with TV.&lt;br /&gt;Private airplane, furs and diamonds, seafood cocktails-&lt;br /&gt;CRAP AND BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous, rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;Do you really wanna be - rich and famous now.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-5936235104794281"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://www.lyricsdomain.com/collapseads.html"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; google_ad_channel = "4162239742"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; 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href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/rich-and-famous.html' title='=rich and famous='/><author><name>naheuy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14280133558459770321</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-8384070782541049780.post-1779636942975590583</id><published>2007-10-03T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=updates updates!=</title><content type='html'>1. Myanmar's junta is so screwed man. not only did they post down protesting mobs, its monks that they're posting down with live rounds. plus they hit a journalist. and nobody hits a journalist, none the more kill one in point blank. they're only short of an all-scale invasion. watch the many other spaces for what saga that may come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. someone is a very big bastard now that hes certain to have 3 chevrons. well now i will represent everyone to say that you are one big fucker KL. always either trying to shirk responsibilities/jobs away or to conquer over others. the only thing you will lead if you carry on next time is my MG barrel up your ass. you are a disgrace to all specialists. you should not even have been admitted into the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i shall now remind everyone that A LEVELS AND O LEVELS ARE COMING SOON WAHAHAHAHA. my first october that i didnt have to worry about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.yay passed my BTT. like who can fail la. i looked at the entertainment screen at the test waitin area, and it says that 76% of students pass BTT on the first try. weirdly enough a china woman opposite me failed =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. and i have concluded that it is very easy to manipulate tired people on the mrt to do funny things. especially china workers or students travelling trans-island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. well i can also conclude that my shadows not the only one anymore =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-1779636942975590583?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/1779636942975590583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates-updates.html#comment-form' 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type='html'>well first of all i would like to deeply apologise to kenny for sparking off a series of unfortunate events that led him to kena so many extras that he may not have the chance to clear b4 he officially ORD. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, i play guitar, not the drums can zzz. yea sure the post was made a year ago, but well, NOBODY LIKES TO HAVE PEOPLE POKING FUN AT OTHERS' RELATIONSHIP, SO BEAT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as how one guy stabbed me back in vs days, "&lt;br /&gt;'you like to comment so much, get a girl and show off lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, proves how jc kids think these days huh.&lt;br /&gt;*inspired by scott, the armoured infantry from mj thats now in gedong mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i dont know why, it doesnt even matter how hard you try.&lt;br /&gt;in the end... i have a brighter future than all of you.&lt;br /&gt;the school of hard knock-knock jokes and careless whispering gossips resulting in simple javascripts that can be easily overriden. this is the place where the have-nots end up mocking at the haves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say army makes a man out of a boy. i'd say, army makes a man realise how boy/girlish the feeble are.&lt;br /&gt;jealous groupies. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and really, i dont know what should i continue typing about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-4379322985185789643?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/4379322985185789643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/09/skeletons-in-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/72/The_Wounded_Angel_-_Hugo_Simberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/72/The_Wounded_Angel_-_Hugo_Simberg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your smile, tears roll down my face. I can't replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm strong, I have figured out,&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I'll find, deep inside me, I can be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing and waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us.&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter,&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I'll be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my, you're my, my, my, my true love,&lt;br /&gt;My whole heart, please don't throw that away.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am here, for you.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away, and please tell me you'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Stay&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be okay, though my skies are turning gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5442130416821434733?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5442130416821434733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/09/your-guardian-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384070782541049780/posts/default/5442130416821434733'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384070782541049780.post-5408979924047353929</id><published>2007-09-11T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:27:57.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=small animals=</title><content type='html'>i suppose ns life makes people bored, but to my aghast, its to the point of thinking of ways to potentially torture a dumb mouse who got stuck in a bucket in the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even satanism dictates the non-killing of non-human animals unless for food or defense. its not like we want to eat rats. want to eat, also eat snake right. haha lame -____-&lt;br /&gt;the point is how my colleagues reacted when i took the mouse out to release it. its as if i've created a disaster by letting the rat off. to think how grateful the rat looked at me before running off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan represents man as just another &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animal" title="Animal"&gt;animal&lt;/a&gt;, sometimes better, more often worse than those that walk on all-fours, who, because of his “divine spiritual and intellectual development,” has become the most vicious animal of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint being anti-__________[fill in the blanks], but its startin to make more and more sense, as a statement about man itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5408979924047353929?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/feeds/5408979924047353929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com/2007/09/small-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;《一人一半》&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱：伍加輝&lt;br /&gt;改編詞:小寒 曲:伍加輝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;一人一素故 感情才會久&lt;br /&gt;時光累計 安靜的淚滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追 愛那么可貴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus：&lt;br /&gt;這樣的人 這樣地等&lt;br /&gt;無非是等個回應眼神&lt;br /&gt;為愛翻滾 不計傷痕&lt;br /&gt;甘心為你一生都浮沉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣的人 別笑我蠢&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的 心痛也不覺疼&lt;br /&gt;就算天冷 就算殘忍&lt;br /&gt;等你想起這沒用的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何要離開&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時光累計 安靜的淚滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追 愛那么可貴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何要離開&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何先離開&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384070782541049780-5048734903082369184?l=fishytheforevertiredotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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