<?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-15161930</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:06:48.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sway with me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-7447869294282027672</id><published>2009-05-31T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:31:54.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7447869294282027672?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7447869294282027672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7447869294282027672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7447869294282027672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7447869294282027672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2009/05/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-8074750724154160242</id><published>2008-01-01T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:25:55.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello hello..! First of all Happy New Year to all. :) It has definitely been a long year for me and of course for some who are in NS i'm sure. Hopefully what happens in 2007 stays in 2007 like my PC say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right.. for starters sorry for the very late response to the previous entry. The camera man wishes to take his time developing, or rather copying all the photos to a cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So....enjoy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159755650433193634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5sibS_ilqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/H68JhIYhtjQ/s320/IMG_9263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking time off from the lesson to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159756363397764834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5sjEy_iluI/AAAAAAAAAI4/c1-rBtdIR08/s320/IMG_9734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oooh...this is the Chemical Agent Suit (CA) you wouldn't wanna wear that under hot sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5si6S_iltI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jTql8Egk5g/s1600-h/IMG_9768.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159756183009138386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5si6S_iltI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jTql8Egk5g/s320/IMG_9768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; After the gas chamber torture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159756054160119490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5siyy_ilsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/eASgdH0oE0s/s320/IMG_9628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Before the torture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159755865181558450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5siny_ilrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/L6DcDpzJVVc/s320/IMG_9463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Warming up before the torture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159755285360973442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5siGC_iloI/AAAAAAAAAII/x_9dRAOAdk4/s320/IMG_2399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole gang on OC night. Platoon Commander (PC) and Platoon Sgt(PS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159754976123328114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5sh0C_ilnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pmNXjQPRLic/s320/IMG_2352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the crew for OC night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159754812914570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5shqi_ilmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CVyQI_VSMOY/s320/IMG_2337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After footdrill competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159755504404305554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5siSy_ilpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yBVOvWsh40s/s320/IMG_3000-Edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before route march...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the next chapter of NS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chapter 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life as a Company Instructor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8074750724154160242?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8074750724154160242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8074750724154160242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8074750724154160242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8074750724154160242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/R5sibS_ilqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/H68JhIYhtjQ/s72-c/IMG_9263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-3954944980903891594</id><published>2007-10-12T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:12:52.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CDL Update - Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woohoo! I'm back! I'm Back!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;...and ohhh...my back! My back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok I know its cliche...you all probably heard that from spiderman 2 I think..heh.. BUT seriously, my back hurts after 4 weeks of Physical Training Phase. Luckily, I got a week mc thanks or no thanks to sore eyes. You can take 1 day or 2 days off to recover but when you are given 7 days, it can make you lose your mind. Especially if you got that 7 days in sick bay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is good in CD, and I only say LIFE not the food. The worst think there is probably the food. I'm sure 90% of the people there agree with this. Oh well, I guess it is not only cd that has bad food...right? Hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways.... after 4 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120282076099987554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rw7la3e9SGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qYOLbrLYCmU/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120282552841357426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rw7l2ne9SHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/36U18Gp689M/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s oh is you wanna know what the title CDL means...its Civil Defense Life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-3954944980903891594?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3954944980903891594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=3954944980903891594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3954944980903891594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3954944980903891594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/10/cdl-update-week-1.html' title='CDL Update - Week 1'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rw7la3e9SGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qYOLbrLYCmU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-5666300493235144633</id><published>2007-08-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:03:42.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up Next Week: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing is up next week if you ask me, unless you still wanna know about Hungry Ghost Festival again. It is haze all over again I tell ya, luckily it has been raining, wash off the smoke a lil bit I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, will be taking a break from blogging. A week or so, to explore new things to add or change to the program everyday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;See ya in a few weeks! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5666300493235144633?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5666300493235144633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5666300493235144633&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5666300493235144633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5666300493235144633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-up-next-week-week-5.html' title='What is up Next Week: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-6052218129421928673</id><published>2007-08-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:15:50.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants of the week: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to write really, been reading so many complains lately and I thought to myself, does it do anyone any good? Maybe to you. For venting your frustrations over a crappy day maybe. But imagine this, if people in africa were given a blog to vent their frustrations, nothing you say can top their story. In fact, you can already figure out what are they gonna say every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As a matter of fact, I'm writing this post on Monday, 20 August at work cos I can't find anything to talk about in this segment. So I tell you what, from today onwards, I'll only talk about 1 problem for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrighty then, last week...what could be that bad so as to...ahhh yes! Suddenly remembered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Name the bad habits woman has picked up from men over the years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Spitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Sitting with legs wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Talking like no one is around(...wait thats them :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Yawning with mouth open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Sprouting Profanities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Add more if you have any...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw this woman last week. 50-ish, quite plump, about 1.5 meters. When I entered the crowded train, she was already there, standing in the middle of the cabin. Nothing wrong at first right since she's nice enough to stand in the middle of the train allowing people to come in easily. But I was so wrong later on. When we reached Jurong east, most of the commuters alight. So generally there are lesser people in the train and most of the seats will be emptied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The problem is, have you seen people in the train when they are gonna lay their precious butts on the chair, they kept flapping the seat, is that the right word? OK, what I meant was, trying to clean the chair even though there is nothing on it. Have you seen such a case? Yeah, so that is what this woman did, and everyone including me was looking at what she was "flapping" or tapping at. Thats not all, after she tap or flap finish, she sit down in the middle of two seats!! At the divider, you know? Right smack in the middle of 2 seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So what is the lesson learnt from here? If you have already over-do something, continue over doing things. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-6052218129421928673?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6052218129421928673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=6052218129421928673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6052218129421928673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6052218129421928673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/rants-of-week-week-5.html' title='Rants of the week: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-2317350611639572503</id><published>2007-08-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:32:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Alert: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Policemen in Thailand Beware! If you are naughty, you could be wearing Hello Kitty to work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100078922775499106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscewkZ9kWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rTpOGptYZQQ/s320/86233604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello Kitty to punish bad-boy Thai police. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thai police said Monday they have recruited Hello Kitty, the moon-faced global icon of cuteness, as a new disciplinary tool for officers found engaging in "inappropriate" behaviour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Officers who speak too aggressively to civilians, who fail to turn off their engines when they park their cars, or commit other minor violations of proper conduct will be forced to wear bright pink Hello Kitty armbands as punishment, police Colonel Pongpat Chayaphan told AFP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Previously such offences were punished by a written reprimand, but Pongpat said that seemed to do little to deter future breaches of conduct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He said he hoped the Hello Kitty armbands would shame officers into shaping up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I chose this symbol because it is pink and easy to see," he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In addition to wearing the cartoon cat on their sleeves for one day, the officers will also have to be accompanied by whoever is the deputy chief on duty for the day, Pongpat added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"This is intended to engender their feelings of guilt," Pongpat added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second offences will be dealt with by a disciplinary panel that could decide to detain the misbehaving officers, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-2317350611639572503?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2317350611639572503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=2317350611639572503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2317350611639572503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2317350611639572503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-alert-week-5.html' title='Red Alert: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscewkZ9kWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rTpOGptYZQQ/s72-c/86233604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-2432360871841823394</id><published>2007-08-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:32:58.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Updates: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rsca60Z9kVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k4j5XZBv8o4/s1600-h/505491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100074700822647122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rsca60Z9kVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k4j5XZBv8o4/s320/505491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"License To Wed" follows newly-engaged Ben Murphy (John Krasinski) and his fiancee, Sadie Jones (Mandy Moore) - a girl who had always dreamed of getting married in a traditional wedding at her family church. The problem is St. Augustine's has just the one wedding slot available in the next two years and its charismatic pastor, Reverend Frank (Robin Williams), won't bless Ben and Sadie's union until they pass his patented, fool-proof marriage-prep course. Through outrageous classes, outlandish homework assignments and some pious manipulation, Ben and Sadie are about to find out if they really have what it takes to make it to the altar and live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Robin William as a funny man? You will love this show. Not too long and not too short, just an hour and 40 minutes show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100074413059838258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscaqEZ9kTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mURhyd2iV0c/s320/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;NEXT is the highly anticipated third installment of the Bourne Trilogy. Of course starring Matt Damon as the amnesiac assasin Jason Bourne and Julia Stiles as Nicky Parsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 4.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-2432360871841823394?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2432360871841823394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=2432360871841823394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2432360871841823394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2432360871841823394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/movie-updates-week-5.html' title='Movie Updates: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rsca60Z9kVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k4j5XZBv8o4/s72-c/505491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-3053475348710262221</id><published>2007-08-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:41:18.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics Talk: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100064723613618354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscR2EZ9kLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/h6g4afBchYQ/s320/ObamaBarack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscRxUZ9kKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/y3on29-QH5o/s1600-h/the_gods_must_be_crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100064642009239714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscRxUZ9kKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/y3on29-QH5o/s320/the_gods_must_be_crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Discussion of the day, do these two look the same? At first glance, yes but after many glances, the right man is the US senator, Barack Obama and the left is a Namibian bush farmer N!xau. AND THEY ARE NOT BROTHERS. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-3053475348710262221?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3053475348710262221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=3053475348710262221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3053475348710262221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3053475348710262221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-talk-week-5.html' title='Pics Talk: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RscR2EZ9kLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/h6g4afBchYQ/s72-c/ObamaBarack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-5326673135864457951</id><published>2007-08-14T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:21:55.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the day: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZzV8hmOW-w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZzV8hmOW-w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jackie Chan on the Conan show talking about his...."experience" in making Rush Hour 3. I love this guy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5326673135864457951?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5326673135864457951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5326673135864457951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5326673135864457951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5326673135864457951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/video-of-day-week-5.html' title='Video of the day: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-4787001180608253435</id><published>2007-08-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:17:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said that?: Week 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RsG5aeTH0DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Rpxe_9yqgyM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098560117621116978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RsG5aeTH0DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Rpxe_9yqgyM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"She is an unbelievable lesbian lover. That's where she gets her kicks, not playing happy families with one man." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Model Jenny Shimizu, Angelina Jolie's ex-girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-4787001180608253435?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4787001180608253435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=4787001180608253435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4787001180608253435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4787001180608253435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-said-that-week-5.html' title='Who said that?: Week 5'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RsG5aeTH0DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Rpxe_9yqgyM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-4841044904270303885</id><published>2007-08-12T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:30:45.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up next week: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright be prepared for a rockin week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting from &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, Hungry Ghost Festival starts. During the seventh month of the Chinese calendar, the Chinese offer meals on the streets and at home to the spirits of the departed. They also burn paper money and offer prayers. In the heartlands, traditional performances are staged to entertain the spirits. *Not exactly a good way to start the week eh?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But to top that, how about Gwen Stefani burnin up Singapore's stage on &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;? 2007 marks the launch of Gwen’s world tour in support of her already platinum current album, The Sweet Escape (released Dec 06), which includes the hit singles “The Sweet Escape featuring Akon” and “Wind It Up”. It is happening at the Singapore Indoor Stadium for a one night concert only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b26/trustyounot/Gwen_StefaniV2_IMAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;, Jason Bourne is back in his movie Bourne Ultimatum. All Jason Bourne wants is to disappear but now is hunted by the very people who made him what he is. Having lost his memory and the one person he loved, he is undeterred by the barrage of bullets and a new generation of highly-trained killers. Bourne has only one objective - to go back to the beginning and find out who he was. Now, in the new chapter of this espionage series, Bourne will hunt down his past in order to find a future. He must travel from Moscow, Paris, Madrid and London to Tangier and New York City as he continues his quest to find the real Jason Bourne - all the while trying to outmanoeuver the scores of cops, federal officers and Interpol agents with him in their crosshairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b26/trustyounot/134poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This 112 minutes movie directed by Paul Greengrass will probably be the last installment of the trilogy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; we will be entertained by Akon in his AKON Smack That Party at D'Marquee, Downtown East . Well, maybe for only those who paid for it. Currently the hottest name in R &amp; B, Multi-platinum recording superstar AKON will be performing in Singapore for a one night only show. The Senegal born singer/producer/songwriter is riding on the wave of unprecedented success of his singles; and on his best selling debut release, "Trouble". This concert represents AKON's first show in the country and his music has established a swath of Konvicted fans with a wide plethora of hits such as "Smack that" (recorded with Eminem), “I want to love you” (Recorded with Snoop Dogg) and of course, the break-out single “Locked up”. The soul man for the new millennium has a well crafted R &amp; B voice with a streetwise swagger, and is currently one of most in-demand artists in the world, opening for legends like R.Kelly, Gwen Stefani and Elton John, just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b26/trustyounot/AkonKonvicetedlowres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy your week! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-4841044904270303885?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4841044904270303885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=4841044904270303885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4841044904270303885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4841044904270303885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-up-next-week-week-4.html' title='What&apos;s up next week: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-8971194656786115411</id><published>2007-08-11T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:22:49.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants of the week: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh..I have plenty of shit to talk about. But before I got into that, I would like to advise that readers discretion is adviced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, where shall I begin...right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is the top ten irritating things to do in the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10) If you're not gonna give up your seat to the pregnant lady, do not stare at her! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9) IF you are really that tired of standing, please do not lean on the holding bar and share your misery with others. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8) If you are gonna rush for that empty seat 50 meters away, please watch whose feet you're stepping. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;7) (for big ladies) PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, when you're wearing mini skirts, DO NOT SIT DOWN. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6) (for men) When you're done with gym, please make it a habit of taking a bathe after that and DON'T where you sweaty mini shorts and singlets to the train. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) I know Singapore is a nice and clean country but PLEASE make sure that whatever that is in your nose STAYS in your nose and not the window. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) (For girls with long hair) Please do not keep flicking your hair when the train is crowded and ESPECIALLY when you know someone is directly behind you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Couples with infants SHOULD try to refrain themselves from bringing them into crowded trains. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) People with B.O should stay away from the aircon main source. (applicable to some trains only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) GAYS SHOULD JUST STAY FAR AWAY FROM ME IN THE TRAIN OR WHEREVER AS FOR THE MATTER OF FACT. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Received news from my job agent that my pay came in late, and due to that, it is only coming on the 17th. AND THAT IS ALSO NOT THE FULL AMOUNT! Im dead broke. Someone, please donate to the Arif Foundation. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Practical lesson. And for today's lesson, playing chicken with a female driver. Woman should not drive. Period. She lives today JUST BECAUSE my instructor had a break peddal at his side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, I was driving on a 2 lane road at 50km/h. Pretty decent right, that is the limit anyways. So this woman wanna cut me. She changes lane and accelerate. Upon seeing this, I accelerate with her. At that moment a SBS bus was approaching, about 100 meters away. She began to panic and accelerate more. I, refusing to give way, accelerate even more. Then suddenly I felt something is dragging me, it was my instructor. She's one lucky biatch. After that I got a scolding for racing with her. !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8971194656786115411?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8971194656786115411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8971194656786115411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8971194656786115411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8971194656786115411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/rants-of-week-week-4.html' title='Rants of the week: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-4783270471240802118</id><published>2007-08-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:14:04.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Alert: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Order in the court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Order in the court!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad Pitt is in the house, erm, court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097430416668217378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rr219OTH0CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vUxnTwYnrgw/s320/2551761200-celebrity-justice-as-brad-pitt-reports-for-jury-duty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Hollywood heart-throb reported for jury duty in Los Angeles, his publicist confirmed to AFP, before eventually being discharged after the case he was due to hear ended in a plea-deal.&lt;br /&gt;The TMZ.com celebrity news website said Pitt had been ordered by justice officials to serve on a jury or else be held in contempt of court after being granted a string of delay orders.&lt;br /&gt;Pitt's representatives denied the claim however, saying the actor had gone through the normal legal channels to seek an extension before he eventually reported for duty early Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;TMZ said the "Seven" and "Troy" star mingled with other members of the jury pool before being discharged when the defendant in his pleaded 'no contest' to driving under the influence charges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-4783270471240802118?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4783270471240802118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=4783270471240802118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4783270471240802118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4783270471240802118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-alert-week-4.html' title='Red Alert: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rr219OTH0CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vUxnTwYnrgw/s72-c/2551761200-celebrity-justice-as-brad-pitt-reports-for-jury-duty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-3300266744652719832</id><published>2007-08-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:39:39.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Updates: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrsvIOTH0AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xUHaSML4CF0/s1600-h/jackie_chan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096719221623607298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrsvIOTH0AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xUHaSML4CF0/s320/jackie_chan6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the heart of Paris lies a deadly secret. Half a world away in Los Angeles, Ambassador Han is about to disclose it. In his possession is explosive new evidence about the inner workings of the Triads--the most powerful and notorious crime syndicate in the world. The Ambassador has discovered the identity of Shy Shen, the very crux of the wide-ranging crime ring, and he's about to reveal it to the World Criminal Court--until he is silenced by an assassin's bullet. The Triads will go to any lengths to make sure their secrets stay buried, and there's only one hope for stopping them. LAPD Detective Carter and Chinese Inspector Lee are back--back where they don't belong. The unlikely duo is headed to the City of Lights to stop a global criminal conspiracy and save the life of an old friend, Ambassador Han's now-grown daughter, Soo Yung. They don't know the city, the language or even exactly what they're looking for, but their race will take them across the city, from the depths of the Paris underground to the breathtaking heights of the Eiffel Tower, as they fight to outrun the world's most deadly criminals and save the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the day, you'll realise that all 3 Rush Hours are the same. Watch it if you want a good 1hr 30 min laugh and some ass kicking action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 3.5/5 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-3300266744652719832?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3300266744652719832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=3300266744652719832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3300266744652719832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3300266744652719832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/movie-updates-week-4.html' title='Movie Updates: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrsvIOTH0AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xUHaSML4CF0/s72-c/jackie_chan6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-8854755703368276422</id><published>2007-08-08T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:28:57.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics Talk: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rrm2lOTHz_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/mha7K1Y34ww/s1600-h/vanswp_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096305203956142066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rrm2lOTHz_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/mha7K1Y34ww/s320/vanswp_ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hows that for a picture? Good job cameraman! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8854755703368276422?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8854755703368276422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8854755703368276422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8854755703368276422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8854755703368276422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-talk-week-4.html' title='Pics Talk: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rrm2lOTHz_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/mha7K1Y34ww/s72-c/vanswp_ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-5572099015850521112</id><published>2007-08-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:58:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the Day: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're a cat lover..dig this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIqhUCZgwXQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIqhUCZgwXQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_cCdoXIlKMw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_cCdoXIlKMw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkT7A3jegBc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkT7A3jegBc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZAHl5_LTGQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZAHl5_LTGQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5572099015850521112?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5572099015850521112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5572099015850521112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5572099015850521112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5572099015850521112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/video-of-day-week-4.html' title='Video of the Day: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-7694214963833471451</id><published>2007-08-06T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:28:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said that: Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;First I would like to dedicate this "woohoo" to the best team in the Charity Shield match on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;WOOHOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095562466671710162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrcTEOTHz9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/LNTj1g22Lxk/s320/mufc_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095562543981121506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrcTIuTHz-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/_LUeQZLhqmg/s320/giggs_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now for the topic of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you look at the Chelsea team, we are speaking about less than 50% of the team. But we competed against them. They were not better than us, I am not going to say we were better than them but it is fair to say nobody was better than anybody."&lt;/em&gt; Jose Mourinho on his side's defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on Jose, who plays soccer with no strikers? 4-6-0 formation? That is bloody defensive lah! Beautiful football Jose, beautiful football!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7694214963833471451?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7694214963833471451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7694214963833471451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7694214963833471451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7694214963833471451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-said-that-week-4.html' title='Who said that: Week 4'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrcTEOTHz9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/LNTj1g22Lxk/s72-c/mufc_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-6516235500249175140</id><published>2007-08-05T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:01:39.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats up next week: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oooh...next week is gonna be one hell of a week..Firstly because it is a 3 day work week! (ok it is actually 4 but screw it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No more solo work, my partner will come back rejuvenated from his week holiday to Australia. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets see, nothing on I think...hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;SINGFEST 2007! A 2-day music festival will be taking place over the National Day holidays(8 &amp; 9 Aug '07) at Fort Canning Park. The festival will feature 14 international acts including headliners such as Pet Shop Boys, Cynid Lauper, Sugar Ray &amp;amp; Shaggy. Alterntive bands such as MXPX, Avenged Sevenhold, Hinder, The Academy Is and many others will also be prominently featured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last day of work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time, Singapore will celebrate her birthday at Marina Bay, where a specially designed floating platform is being built for this year’s &lt;strong&gt;National Day Parade&lt;/strong&gt;. There will be 27,000 participants at the seating gallery and another 100,000 participants along the bay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who cares about this celebration? I've watched this twice. YES. TWICE this year. Previews of course. (...contingent...masok baris!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095555229651816386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrcMe-THz8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/LC3dZsi-66g/s320/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*ok that was fast... :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Malay Heritage Centre embarks on a cultural journey with its inaugural Malay Arts Festival in celebration of Singapore's 42nd birthday this August. Discover and experience the splendor of Malay Arts including Bangsawan, Puisi, Dikir Barat, Hadrah, Theatre, Silat, Pantun, Fashion and many more. Showcasing a Silat performance, the Malay's unique form of martial arts, drama-comedy and a singing competition as well as malay dancing performances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad's Birthday celebration. 51 and going! (although some spare parts already worn off..heh heh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My dad's 51st Birthday! Damn, his old. Exactly 30 years older than me! (also no parents day as they will be off to JB for shopping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-6516235500249175140?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6516235500249175140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=6516235500249175140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6516235500249175140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6516235500249175140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-up-next-week-week-3.html' title='Whats up next week: Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrcMe-THz8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/LC3dZsi-66g/s72-c/DSC00736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-3478615403083365215</id><published>2007-08-04T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T14:51:54.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Exhausting week this was. It has been a one man team since my colleague went for a holiday in Australia. I will fancy that trip after a long hard 5 days work. And not to mention boring, I can practically count the number of words I said on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to complain really, except for Thursday. After 3 days of lonely work, who could blame? Started to get really bad hallucinations. Oh, nothing like seeing imaginary animals or people if that is what you’re thinking. I meant something like your mind is talking to you and likewise. It is crazy when it started to feel paranoid. For a minute there I thought I was loosing it, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday started off "normal". Besides the usual human traffic and crazy irritants who refuses to take out their EZ-link card when tapping out of the mrt station, it was all good. By the time I reach office, there’s a slight headache, maybe because of what happened along the way. After that, that was when my mind starts to wonder off. Made a couple of mistakes and end up doing it all over again. Forget about the cause, I’m starting to feel depress even writing about it. So lets just leave it like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-3478615403083365215?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3478615403083365215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=3478615403083365215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3478615403083365215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3478615403083365215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/rants-of-week.html' title='Rants of the week'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-205186644898783254</id><published>2007-08-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:05:10.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Alert: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;London bridge is fallin down.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094487174364516274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrNBF-THz7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9hQPzclsuk8/s320/art_bridge_ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mistake...it is the Minnesota bridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The death toll from a collapsed U.S. highway bridge rose to at least five and was expected to climb more as divers felt their way through murky Mississippi waters to victims, authorities said on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As investigators looked for the cause of the collapse, Minnesota Gov. Tim Pawlenty said there had been "warning signs" of problems with the 40-year-old bridge and a local newspaper reported that plans to shore it up had been postponed pending other repairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The agency had decided to bolt plates into areas where inspectors found flaws in the steel girders, but that work had been postponed while the bridge was being resurfaced and other repairs were made over the summer, the newspaper reported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"This bridge has been under inspections since 1990,". "There were warning signs that there were problems with this bridge, concerns with this bridge. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one came forward and said a collapse is imminent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or it should be closed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The weird part of all these is that they rule out terrorrism first! Amazing! The US should be willing to take the responsibility of being complacent and not always blame external threats for their misery. In this case, checks and inspections had been done and THERE ARE faults found. So why isn't the management told? The threat too small? Tomorrow is ok? Sympathies for those who lost their love ones but it is time to wake up US! There are no one else to blame beside yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-205186644898783254?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/205186644898783254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=205186644898783254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/205186644898783254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/205186644898783254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-alert-week-3.html' title='Red Alert: Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrNBF-THz7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9hQPzclsuk8/s72-c/art_bridge_ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-1444031211680445591</id><published>2007-08-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:53:31.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie updates: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;First movie is the one staring Kate Beckinsale and Luke Wilson in Vacancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;David and Amy Fox (Luke and Kate)find themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere when their car breaks down. Luckily, they come across a motel with a TV to entertain them during their overnight stay. However, there's something very strange and familiar about the Grade-Z slasher movies that the motel broadcasts for its guests' enjoyment. They all appear to be filmed in the very same room they occupy. Realizing that they are trapped in their room with hidden cameras now aimed at them filming their every move, David and Amy desperately find a means of escape through locked doors, crawlspaces and underground tunnels before they too become the newest stars of the mystery filmmaker's next cult classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that fantastic horror film considering it was played by Luke Wilson. It is like watching Adam Sandler staring in SAW. Ending could add a lil more blood I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094081587717853074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrHQNuTHz5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/gsh4C83vm58/s320/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next movie is an animated movie of a chef wannabe rat in Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A rat named Remy dreams of becoming a great French chef despite his family's wishes and the obvious problem of being a rat in a decidedly rodent-phobic profession. When fate places Remy in the sewers of Paris, he finds himself ideally situated beneath a restaurant made famous by his culinary hero, Auguste Gusteau. Despite the apparent dangers of being an unlikely - and certainly unwanted - visitor in the kitchen of a fine French restaurant, Remy's passion for cooking soon sets into motion a hilarious and exciting rat race that turns the culinary world of Paris upside down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok I know this movie hasn't come out in Singapore theatres, but you know there's the good old JB. :) One of the best animated movies besides Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094084332201955234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrHSteTHz6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/E--qmt2qZqY/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* something is wrong today. felt like something is missing. kept on tripping over things. misplaced things, forgetting things. could it be? no it couldn't. it musn't. FOCUS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-1444031211680445591?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1444031211680445591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=1444031211680445591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1444031211680445591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1444031211680445591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/movie-updates-week-3.html' title='Movie updates: Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrHQNuTHz5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/gsh4C83vm58/s72-c/10m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-5933465252955193473</id><published>2007-08-01T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:09:37.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics talk: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week on pics talk, let's look into how the Beckhams are adjusting life in America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrB3WOTHz4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fxOs9psTwUU/s1600-h/935998461_508272c18d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093702402235158402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrB3WOTHz4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fxOs9psTwUU/s320/935998461_508272c18d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hollywood is the place to be baby. Friends forever for these 3 couple at the Beckham's welcome party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5933465252955193473?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5933465252955193473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5933465252955193473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5933465252955193473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5933465252955193473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-talk-week-3.html' title='Pics talk: Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RrB3WOTHz4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fxOs9psTwUU/s72-c/935998461_508272c18d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-36627289216154519</id><published>2007-07-31T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:59:29.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the day: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, this week, this video to some may be some sleepy song but imagine this. Imagine you are the guitarist playing in the canteen or some cafe singing to that girl out there. Got it? Perfect. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_m-BjrxmgI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_m-BjrxmgI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/15161930-36627289216154519?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/36627289216154519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=36627289216154519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/36627289216154519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/36627289216154519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/video-of-day-week-3.html' title='Video of the day: Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-2815763184865804094</id><published>2007-07-30T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:43:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said that? :Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spider-Pig, Spider-Pig, does whatever spider pig does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can he swing, from a web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No he can't, cos he's a pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look out, here comes the spider-pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spider-Pig Theme song by Homer Simpson :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-2815763184865804094?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2815763184865804094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=2815763184865804094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2815763184865804094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2815763184865804094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-said-that-week-3.html' title='Who said that? :Week 3'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-7676640904974167762</id><published>2007-07-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:35:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up next week?: Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This topic need serious hard work. I can't find anything that is happening next week except for maybe movies on thusday. Even that part need serious consideration because, THERE ARE NO GOOD MOVIES OPENING THIS WEEK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell you what, lets temporarily switch topic to "Hot topic of the Week". Sounds good aye? Lets do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For this week Hot Topic(s), EDDIE MURPHY got engaged! The star of films such as "Norbit" and "Dreamgirls" proposed to his girlfriend Tracey Edmonds, ex-wife of producer Kenneth Edmonds. Eddie, despite having a baby girl with former Spice Girl singer Mel B, proposed to Tracey with a cartier Yellow diamond ring weighing around 8 carats, and will reportedly say their "Ido's" before year's end. Eddie also made final his divorce to Nicole Mitchell, the mother of his five children last April 2006. (I guess Eddie must be feeling really lucky having made 2 woman pregnant but only marrying one...hmm) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next story, the wedding between USHER and his pregnant fiance has been canceled, his publicist told The Associated Press on Saturday. The wedding between the multiplatinum singer and his longtime girlfriend, Tameka Foster, was scheduled for Saturday. The pair are expecting their first child together sometime this fall. However, a statement released by publicist Patti Webster exclusively to the AP read: "It was announced today that the wedding ceremony for Usher Raymond, IV and Tameka Foster was canceled. No additional information will be given regarding the circumstances of the cancellation, but we hope the privacy of this matter will be respected." Foster and Usher announced their engagement earlier this year, and later, that she was expecting his first child. She has three other children from a previous marriage. Webster would not comment on whether the two were still engaged or even a couple. (Cold feet?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sports News, Iraq won the Asian Cup for the first time Sunday, a beacon of hope for a nation divided by war. Iraq's 1-0 victory over Saudi Arabia on a 71st-minute header by captain Younis Mahmoud was an inspirational triumph for a team whose players straddle bitter and violent ethnic divides. After the game, Mahmoud called for the United States to withdraw its troops from his nation. "I want America to go out," he said. "Today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, but out. I wish the American people didn't invade Iraq and, hopefully, it will be over soon." Mahmoud also said he will not return to Iraq to celebrate. "I don't want the Iraqi people to be angry with me," he said. "If I go back with the team, anybody could kill me or try to hurt me." (where's the love captain?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it for Hot Topics this week. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7676640904974167762?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7676640904974167762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7676640904974167762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7676640904974167762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7676640904974167762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-is-up-next-week-week-2.html' title='What is up next week?: Week 2'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-5064437365442279289</id><published>2007-07-28T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:30:15.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants of the week: Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okok first of all...I love this new song by Timberland. (The way I are) It is so addictive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWg3IMN_rhU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWg3IMN_rhU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now for the rants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday 23rd July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going to work, beat all the morning traffic but in the end, end up waiting for this lady to buy her mineral bottle. There is a saying that woman SHOULD NOT hold a credit card, and you know what? IT IS ABSOLUTELY TRUE! Ok, I always buy some things before going to office, either something to munch or drink. So as I was queing up to pay, this lady was in front of me with only a mineral water in her hands. Sound harmless right? But NOO, she took out her credit card to pay instead of just giving 90cents!! It took like forever to pay man! Fed-up I change queue. And when I left, she's still there signing the receipt or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday 24th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is a shitty day. And I literally mean shitty. Bad stomach ache in the morning but it simply won't come out...till I reach work. And you know what is the worst thing about doing your business at work toilet? You are sharing with the whole level people. And the male users in that level excluding my office people, DO NOT KNOW HOW TO FLUSH AFTER SHTTING. It is so irritating sometimes if you enter the toilet to do the smallest thing like washing your hand and at the corner of your eye, you will somehow see shit in the toilet! It was done by the bloody foreign students studying at the level. One of them was caught red handed by me so I'm not just accusing some random people. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 25th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally boring day, it rained and rained and rained, and rained. Where do all the water come from anyways. I know how it works, rain, evaporate and come down again but where the hell is the evaporation part?? God is complex. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday 26th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power failure! At work I mean. Went to work early only to find that there was this power failure that night. GREAT! It means that no recordings were made and when there are no news recordings, means no work! Literally. No work at all! From 9-6. SOO...me and my partner in crime went to watch (with Simpsons effect) Thee Simppsonnnsss..heheh.Great animation show, althought the mouth movements were off at times. Overall Kudos to the director. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 27th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF DAY! Decided to wake up late, like around 10? But dunno why these days kept waking up at 7+. Maybe because NS is glooming near. Went out to buy a friend's birthday present at City Hall, Peninsula Plaza. Believe it of not, I got a female friend a Real Madrid Jersey. Some may find the gift unusual but it turns out better than fine. :) Ain't going to go to details about the purchase in case she read this. So hush hush. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092254852227518322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqtSzuTHz3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3eDRoi6nK74/s320/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5064437365442279289?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5064437365442279289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5064437365442279289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5064437365442279289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5064437365442279289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/rants-of-week-week-2.html' title='Rants of the week: Week 2'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqtSzuTHz3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3eDRoi6nK74/s72-c/DSC00685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-8059299092789322997</id><published>2007-07-27T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:13:40.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Alert: Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rqn6a-THz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UVYLt9ayXy8/s1600-h/capt_26d971fa50a54b0da3487a2ea6d0b862_death_cat_rism103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876195025801058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rqn6a-THz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UVYLt9ayXy8/s320/capt_26d971fa50a54b0da3487a2ea6d0b862_death_cat_rism103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, if you're wondering what has this cat got to do with this week's topic, it is because he is today's topic. This cat, named Oscar has the ability to, belief it or not, predict who is going to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The 2-year-old feline was adopted as a kitten and grew up in a third-floor dementia unit at the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center. The facility treats people with Alzheimer's, Parkinson's disease and other illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;After about six months, the staff noticed Oscar would make his own rounds, just like the doctors and nurses. He'd sniff and observe patients, then sit beside people who would wind up dying in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If Oscar really is a furry grim reaper, it's also possible his behavior could be driven by self-centered pleasures like a heated blanket placed on a dying person. Nursing home staffers aren't concerned with explaining Oscar, so long as he gives families a better chance at saying goodbye to the dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oscar recently received a wall plaque publicly commending his "compassionate hospice care."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8059299092789322997?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8059299092789322997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8059299092789322997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8059299092789322997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8059299092789322997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/red-alert-week-2.html' title='Red Alert: Week 2'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rqn6a-THz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UVYLt9ayXy8/s72-c/capt_26d971fa50a54b0da3487a2ea6d0b862_death_cat_rism103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-8790174927547658804</id><published>2007-07-26T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:27:47.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Simpsons definitely live up to their expectations, the ability to wow audience unexpectedly. Like for example the introduction, I am not going to spoil it for those who have not catched Bart and family on the big screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The movie is filled with laughs all the way through; some slapstick humour for kids and some more grown up humour with some adult themes. After 18 years of the show being on air the producers have delivered with an excellent movie. Some may criticise the movie and say its too like an extended episode of the show well that is kind of obvious as it does have Homer, Marge, Lisa and Bart in it as well as the countless other characters from the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, I find this movie not to pushy but although The Simpsons I know are not known to input family values into the show, so this one kinda unusual or uncomfortable for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479881213529938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqiR-eTHz1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/HdJBxhO12DI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8790174927547658804?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8790174927547658804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8790174927547658804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8790174927547658804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8790174927547658804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/movie-update.html' title='Movie Update'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqiR-eTHz1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/HdJBxhO12DI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-654794800470248444</id><published>2007-07-25T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:37:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics Talk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic of the day goes to Lindsay Lohan. Apparently, according to Santa Monica Police, Lohan was arrested early Tuesday morning on suspicion of drunken driving at approximately 1:30 AM. She was driving a white SUV. When pulled over by police, authorities said the 21-year-old actress refused to submit to a Breathalyzer, but did agree to other field sobriety tests, which she failed. Another celebrity in the slammer...when will they ever learn that nobody is above the law? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143417770528578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rqdf9uTHz0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/4YWmZqV-wk4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-654794800470248444?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/654794800470248444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=654794800470248444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/654794800470248444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/654794800470248444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics-talk.html' title='Pics Talk!'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rqdf9uTHz0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/4YWmZqV-wk4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-4920029968531232919</id><published>2007-07-24T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T19:52:21.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, video of the day goes to Linkin Park new album, minutes to midnight. None other than their hit single "What I've done". This video hit over 15 million views since launch 14 million ahead of Rihanna's "Umbrella". Here are the 2 music videos... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sgycukafqQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sgycukafqQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrTUhkN7RFA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrTUhkN7RFA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/15161930-4920029968531232919?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4920029968531232919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=4920029968531232919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4920029968531232919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4920029968531232919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/video-of-day.html' title='Video of the day!'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-3719298806421726571</id><published>2007-07-23T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:41:49.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, since this week is the simpson's week, here are a few quotes you can find in their usual conversations... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bart: Mom, am I a butch or a femme? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marge: Honey, you can be anything you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; ----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homer Simpson: Sometimes, Marge, you just have to go with your gut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marge: You *always* go with your gut. How about for once you listen to your brain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lisa: Dad, what's a Muppet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homer: Well, it's not quite a mop, it's not quite a puppet, but man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homer: So to answer your question, I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marge: Bart, would you like to say grace? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bart: Yesum! [Bart says grace in Latin] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homer: What the hell was that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lisa: Bart's speaking Latin, the language of Plutarc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Homer: [Homer looks blankly] Micky Mouse's dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-3719298806421726571?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/3719298806421726571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=3719298806421726571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3719298806421726571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/3719298806421726571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-said-that.html' title='Who said that?'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-7040126094888112854</id><published>2007-07-22T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:44:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats up next week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday. If you are an avid listener to 987FM muttons in the morning show, guess what, they have been transferred to 10pm. The replacements would the the Dan &amp;amp; Young Show which usually air at 4pm. Some say it was because of their "no-bra day" boo boo, but the management refuse to succumb to that reason. The real reason behind it was simply "time for change". Hmmm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday. Nothing Grand one Tuesday but if you like watching Channel 8, 9pm drama shows, a new series featuring a star studded cast of Tay Ping Hui, Bryan Wong, Nathaniel Ho, Rui En, Huang Wenyong, Hong Huifang, Felicia Chin, Dawn Yeoh, Pierre Png, Ix Shen, Constance Song and Vincent Ng in Honour and Passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday. Asian Cup 2007 semi finals between Iraq - Korea Republic and Japan - Saudi Arabia will fight it out at National Stadium Bukit Jalil, Kuala Lumpur and My Dinh National Stadium, Hanoi respectively. Losers will fight for third placing at Jaka Baring Stadium, Palembang on Saturday and winners from te semis matches will go to the finals at Gelora Bung Karno Stadium, Jakarta on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday. The long awaited cartoon show, "The Simpsons"(not staring Jessica Simpson) opens in the cinema islandwide. Director David Silverman who has also directed Monster Inc in 2001 now bring a 17 year old tv series to the big screen. Homer (Dan Castellaneta), Marge (Julie Kavner), Bart (Nancy Cartwright), Lisa (Yeardley Smith) and Maggie Simpson will be there, along with regulars like Moe the bartender (Hank Azaria) and Mr. Burns (Harry Shearer). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday. WWE is in town for some action. It is happening at the Singapore Indoor Stadium, 8PM. This event will only be for 2hr 30 min with an interval time of 20 mins. WWE SmackDown Superstars to be featured at the event include Edge™, Batista®, Rey Mysterio®, King Booker™, Matt Hardy™, Kane® and many more.Plus some of the ECW™ Superstars who will make their debut in Singapore include Sabu™, Snitsky™, Tommy Dreamer™ and many more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7040126094888112854?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7040126094888112854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7040126094888112854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7040126094888112854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7040126094888112854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday.html' title='Whats up next week?'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-1849992647895559784</id><published>2007-07-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T11:47:06.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday 16th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The morning started with this mrt commuter pissing of not just me but 4 or 5 others who are queing up to tap out of the station. Have you seen Tanjong Pagar station 8.15 in the morning? It is like being stuck in Expo food show. Okok, so this woman with a huge hand bag, was trying to tap out. She took her hand bag and put in on the sensors, it turned red. So she tried again, she did this for 5 or 6 times. By then, all the people queing up behind her "migrated" except me. Even then, she tried again! I was like, "..take out yout damn card woman!"...idiot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 18th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for lunch with the new guy in the office, he brought along his friend, Kimberly who teaches English to Korean students at the 21st storey in International Plaza. It was raining, everywhere was packed with people queing up for lunch, so we decided to have lunch at Amoy Street. Luckily, there's a shelter all the way there. OK so heres the issue, I have seen how Singaporeans "book" a seat with a pack of tissue paper on tv but NEVER real life. Seriously, when we reach there, there are alot of seats with tissue paper on them!! What happened to the old tradition of one member wait for the others to buy their food? At the end of the day, I came up with a business proposal, to set up a mini tissue stall, I bet there WILL be business. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday 19th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing new happened at work but after, I received a text msg from a reliable gossip queen (heh heh, sorry man) that one of my friend's father got knocked down by a bus. I was told that the situation wasn't that serious. Ok, I have to clarify this, my definition of serious is either there's blood or someone died. Other than that, the person will live another day(and of course more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 20th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The new guy, Andy, took the day off. He said he had to stay back at NTU for some stuff. Rushed all the work like mad. In case if you're wondering what I'm doing, I'm part of a reasearch team at CNBC Asia Pacific. We do research such as viewier's ratings, who's watching which segment of the news and all that. I had to cover 3 channels, CNN, BBC and Bloomberg. Long day man...then received a text msg from the "gossip queen" that the situation of my friend's dad took a turn for the worst as X-ray reports showes that there's a fracture somewhere, I forgot, heh... All the best :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-1849992647895559784?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1849992647895559784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=1849992647895559784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1849992647895559784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1849992647895559784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekly-issues.html' title='Weekly issues'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-5813333829339857227</id><published>2007-07-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:14:08.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, alright today's segment of "Red Alert" isn't about games but it is more about news that is going to happen or what has already happened. For today's Red Alert, POTTER FANS listen up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Saturday, readers around the globe will learn the schoolboy wizard's fate with the publication of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows," the seventh and final book in J.K. Rowling's fantasy series. Will Harry defeat his evil nemesis, Lord Voldemort, and restore order to the wizarding world? Will he die in the attempt, as many fans fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hundreds of bookstore staff were planning to don wizard costumes to promote the book, which is being released across the globe at 2300 GMT. Workers at Kinokuniya bookstore in Singapore are to dress up to hand out free drinks and specially printed bookmarks to Harry Potter fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089264948148459618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqCzgZo8WGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LoaktkxtymY/s320/hp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will these three die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089265369055254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqCz45o8WHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/42NL-5gZXFQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or will they smile to live another day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-5813333829339857227?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/5813333829339857227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=5813333829339857227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5813333829339857227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/5813333829339857227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/red-alert.html' title='Red Alert!'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RqCzgZo8WGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LoaktkxtymY/s72-c/hp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-382997388713724495</id><published>2007-07-19T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:46:47.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since this is the first "Movie Update", let's run through last 3 weeks movies. First up is no other than the fight between Optimus Prime and Megatron for a...cube? Well...yeah...BUT the 2hrs+ movie packed quite a punch when it comes to back to back tranformation. What is there not to like about this movie? There are the hunks and babes(babe or rather) and the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rkpo8WDI/AAAAAAAAADc/5i39RIlTPwE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088904381348993074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rkpo8WDI/AAAAAAAAADc/5i39RIlTPwE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next on the list would be the highly anticipated 5th installment of the Harry Potter and the order of the phoenix. Sad to say that it can only be an anticipated movie and nothing more. New Harry Potter director, David Yates disappoints fans around the globe with his more talk and less action, movie. Yates failed to add that extra power to the movie unlike his predecessors Mike Newell, Alfonso Cuarón and Chris Columbus who covers the previous 4 installments of the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rg5o8WCI/AAAAAAAAADU/IJRdJp234Go/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088904316924483618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rg5o8WCI/AAAAAAAAADU/IJRdJp234Go/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week's movie blockbuster would be another series of Bruce Willis Die Hard 4.0. If you have watched his last 3 Die hard movies, this is no different. Die Hard leaves you sitting on the edge of your seat with all the action, stunts and gut wrenching moves. (Maggie Q won't disappoint you either with her Kung Fu moves) Whole story is based on basic cartoon rule however, heroes never die. Bruce will show you how to kill an F-16. (watch and learn Osama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ratings: 3.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088904488723175490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rq5o8WEI/AAAAAAAAADk/6pEk8H1W6XU/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats your movies update for the last 3 weeks! Signing off! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-382997388713724495?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/382997388713724495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=382997388713724495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/382997388713724495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/382997388713724495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/movie-updates.html' title='Movie Updates'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp9rkpo8WDI/AAAAAAAAADc/5i39RIlTPwE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-8312538182217941327</id><published>2007-07-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:20:06.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pic of the day definitely goes to probably wedding of the month stars, Eva Longoria (Eva Parker?) and Tony parker. I guess Eva's no more desperate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088540129467586578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp4gSZo8WBI/AAAAAAAAADM/yXx9yRf0_AM/s320/571707357_50116db6aa_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;32 year old Eva Longoria and Tony Parker, 25, exchanged wedding vows in French and English at a lavish church ceremony on Saturday (07.07.07). The Texan-born 'Desperate Housewives' actress made her vows in French, while Tony, who was born in France, made his in English in front of 250 guests at Paris' Church of Saint Germain l'Auxerrois. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-8312538182217941327?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/8312538182217941327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=8312538182217941327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8312538182217941327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/8312538182217941327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the day!'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rp4gSZo8WBI/AAAAAAAAADM/yXx9yRf0_AM/s72-c/571707357_50116db6aa_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-567349788497228773</id><published>2007-07-17T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:04:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clip of the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/MQ4gQ04y8TE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/MQ4gQ04y8TE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is funny! Never fail to kill of the "z" monsters when you're at work! Enjoy! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-567349788497228773?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/567349788497228773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=567349788497228773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/567349788497228773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/567349788497228773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/clip-of-day.html' title='Clip of the day!'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-6264544759410652353</id><published>2007-07-16T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:23:49.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hola, lets test Jessica Simpson wisdom. We all know she can sing and look good on tv but do we really know what's in her head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Drew: 'Jessica, you want some buffalo wings?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jessica: 'Sorry I don't eat buffalo'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now we know hur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-6264544759410652353?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6264544759410652353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=6264544759410652353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6264544759410652353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6264544759410652353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-1198651668285013150</id><published>2007-07-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:10:42.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE-Launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello my freaky darlings... alright that was not an original starting line but anyways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;RE-LAUNCH. Decided to give this blog a different feel and life. This time, not all will be daily sad life ramblings but will follow closely to the topic of the day(E-Daily), that is not original too. Googled "E-daily" on the net and someone has already used it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Official opening will be on Monday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-1198651668285013150?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1198651668285013150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=1198651668285013150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1198651668285013150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1198651668285013150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/re-launch.html' title='RE-Launch'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-6907192759536506916</id><published>2007-07-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:01:53.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;REVAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;REVAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;REVAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;REVAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;REVAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upgrading works are being done to serve you better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-6907192759536506916?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6907192759536506916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=6907192759536506916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6907192759536506916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6907192759536506916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/07/revamp-revamp-revamp-revamp-revamp.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-1020417196353289629</id><published>2007-04-14T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:14:55.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whats up with people nowadays showing off their handphones speakers?? This boy was playing songs from the boyband "Blue" from his phone in the bus. For crying out loud, there is already the TV mobile. Just as he alighted the bus, this old couple came in and did the same thing. This time playing old chinese classics. At that moment, I really missed that Blue song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;-_-""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The agony is not over yet, while this couple is enjoying their song, this old man came in and sit beside me. Can't figure out whether he's a retard or drunk. He kept staring at this woman's chest even when she's looking at him. And its not those far stare, its those stick your face there kinda stare. Maybe a retarded drunk old man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I rest my case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-1020417196353289629?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1020417196353289629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=1020417196353289629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1020417196353289629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1020417196353289629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-up-with-people-nowadays-showing.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-7545923938181350587</id><published>2007-04-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:02:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;FIRST OF ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052493496775199010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rh4QEOlBySI/AAAAAAAAADE/22hG1S1HLuw/s320/picsrv_manutd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;enough said... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondly, my pilot dreams are gone. A piece of paper can make a difference. I can't seem to remember any difficult part of the test except for the flight simulation. The damn joystick is crap la...anyways too late to look back now. Devastated? Definately...just like failling your basic theory and don't know what is wrong. f**k it. Time waits for no man. Move on and never look back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ook, next. TMR is a great day. Last day of work! I can't stand labour work. Expected to finish 2 rounds of 30 stories each. The worst thing is, if you do a good job, you can't stop till 4.30. And in all, you will cover roughly 4 rounds. That is 120 stories a day. I repeat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;120 stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And i'm paid like 5.50 per hour. Screw the free food. No amount of food can take away pain. Maybe for woman can la...chocolates or cream for some. heh. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last, I'm sure everyone has been talking abt the PM's pay and all. 2.5 million per year to 3.2 million. That is roughly 267K per month. 67K per week. More or less like the pay of Frank Lampard. Question is, are we buying football players? One MP claims its about emotions vs logic. I think its crap, we all learnt back in secondary school days that PM's pay is the highest in the world because to prevent corruption within Singapore but are they telling us that if they are not paid handsomely, there will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; corruption? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some MP says that the pay symbolises sacrifices they had to make for the country. If that is the case, hey i'm working at swissotel generating profits for the service sector and also tourism industry, one of Singapore's main income, where is my cut?? I'm being paid like 33 bucks a day lah! Looks like the reign of the "Lee" family is on for yet another 15 years as today Jr Lee said he is not gonna be a PM till 70. And yeah...the donation of "600K" from your pay to charity really works man. It feels so much better..really :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll probably get sued saying all these...what's new? Anyone who opposes either in jail or bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A phrase to live by, "No man should fear another man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7545923938181350587?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7545923938181350587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7545923938181350587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7545923938181350587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7545923938181350587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-of-all-enough-said.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rh4QEOlBySI/AAAAAAAAADE/22hG1S1HLuw/s72-c/picsrv_manutd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-7892168232759155961</id><published>2007-03-27T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:19:51.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The weird thing about a hard day work is that when you reach the final minutes of your tiring work, all it takes is a pretty face to erase all that tiredness away. Thank god that somewhere is that infested with old timers workplace of mine there's actually a pretty face. It really does helps when you had to climb 34 stories at least 2 times before calling it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started work today at Swissotel, in the housekeeping department. Weird but it is actually a good place to work at. No stress, no targets and no SALES. The pay is standard for that kind of job I guess. Starting from the 63rd storey, I just have to throw down linen down this chute akin to the rubbish chute we usually see at home. I just have to do this till the 39th floor. Quite ok actually but at times it can be lonely because you have to work alone. But since today is my first day, I had to be attached to this uncle. We call him uncle yam. Nice dude, found out many things about him, 53 year old, been there 3 years, 2 kids etc. The whole environment there is not say great but relaxing, at least for those doing my kind of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well…won't wanna drag this post. Work again tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; END &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-7892168232759155961?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/7892168232759155961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=7892168232759155961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7892168232759155961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/7892168232759155961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/03/weird-thing-about-hard-day-work-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-2554347343216102530</id><published>2007-03-13T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:21:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADUATION DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045383703639665138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTNvzL8qfI/AAAAAAAAACY/G8_f7hYvt6Y/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045385911252855298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTPwTL8qgI/AAAAAAAAACg/vIdhnW5tXMU/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045386482483505682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTQRjL8qhI/AAAAAAAAACo/NqrwcA_AWKo/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045387444556180002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTRJjL8qiI/AAAAAAAAACw/U434Uz0ZtjI/s320/P1040775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-2554347343216102530?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/2554347343216102530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=2554347343216102530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2554347343216102530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/2554347343216102530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/03/graduation-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTNvzL8qfI/AAAAAAAAACY/G8_f7hYvt6Y/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-1319472602451580760</id><published>2007-03-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:01:34.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to genting for 3 days with 4 friends. Decided to take a break from Singapore's culture for a while before embarking on a nightmare of no return (ns).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTCATL8qVI/AAAAAAAAABI/UNi3egwPu6s/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045370792967973202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTCATL8qVI/AAAAAAAAABI/UNi3egwPu6s/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045371810875222370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTC7jL8qWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_zCjdOC5HdA/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045374559654291826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTFbjL8qXI/AAAAAAAAABY/dPKqaN9dK-w/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045375667755854210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTGcDL8qYI/AAAAAAAAABg/n6nVhKwd8T0/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045376762972514706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTHbzL8qZI/AAAAAAAAABo/CzbVxD2odyc/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045377737930090914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTIUjL8qaI/AAAAAAAAABw/abVFnkHMJzY/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045377952678455730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTIhDL8qbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VQ8MUtf-4Kk/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045379095139756482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTJjjL8qcI/AAAAAAAAACA/11-WyPz1iFc/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045379975608052178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTKWzL8qdI/AAAAAAAAACI/R5DD_T8--_U/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045380894731053538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTLMTL8qeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/alFUb4Jsdxw/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-1319472602451580760?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/1319472602451580760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=1319472602451580760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1319472602451580760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/1319472602451580760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-genting-for-3-days-with-4.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/RgTCATL8qVI/AAAAAAAAABI/UNi3egwPu6s/s72-c/DSC00281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-4481112485358440017</id><published>2007-02-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:07:42.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First reaction when I read the NewPaper today... "....Holy mother of @#$%...!!" It read, "Singapore 9 year old give birth" something like that. 9?! And the father, another 9 year old. Shouldn't they be discovering what is division or something?? 9 year old is a bloody primary 3 student for crying out loud!! What has happened to this world? Old god knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-4481112485358440017?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/4481112485358440017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=4481112485358440017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4481112485358440017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/4481112485358440017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-reaction-when-i-read-newpaper.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-311020338946638974</id><published>2007-02-23T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:09:17.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hundred and one post, and how has this been going? Looked back at what or who made me start this, and all I can think of is... This song by Hinder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034575285000441986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rd5njCFpkII/AAAAAAAAAA8/yKBe3TZKgPw/s320/Hinder--large-msg-116561824498--large-msg-116594599685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can do much better than me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the lies I made you believe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guilt kicks in and I start to see &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The edge of the bed &lt;/p&gt;Where your nightgown used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I wouldn't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through your old box of notes&lt;br /&gt;I found those pictures&lt;br /&gt;That you were looking for&lt;br /&gt;If there's one memory I don't want to lose&lt;br /&gt;That time at the mall&lt;br /&gt;You and me in the dressing room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I won't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed I'm lying in is getting colder&lt;br /&gt;Wish I never would've said it's over&lt;br /&gt;And I can't pretend that I won't think about you when I'm older&lt;br /&gt;Cause we never really had our closure&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-311020338946638974?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/311020338946638974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=311020338946638974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/311020338946638974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/311020338946638974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/02/hundred-and-one-post-and-how-has-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rd5njCFpkII/AAAAAAAAAA8/yKBe3TZKgPw/s72-c/Hinder--large-msg-116561824498--large-msg-116594599685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-131353350600300569</id><published>2007-02-10T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:51:31.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;100th Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something new this year aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1mzCFpkEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/khR3D57sST4/s1600-h/DSC_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029789385762639938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1mzCFpkEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/khR3D57sST4/s320/DSC_1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sales Management Team (formal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029789768014729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1nJSFpkFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RObxLmoqMfU/s320/DSC_1911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sales Management Team (Informal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029790936245833826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1oNSFpkGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/slxYJUXMPkw/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hah! Take that RP for not letting us eat in class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That is KFC for ya...! Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029793680729935986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1qtCFpkHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZFn3UVExdNc/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How's the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Great class, I'll miss you guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-131353350600300569?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/131353350600300569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=131353350600300569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/131353350600300569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/131353350600300569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/02/100th-post-something-new-this-year-aye.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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/_e-wAbmAfU74/Rc1mzCFpkEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/khR3D57sST4/s72-c/DSC_1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15161930.post-6344999535342290325</id><published>2007-02-03T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:28:23.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Freedom is nothing unless you met hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time this is published, many things had happened. So many till I do not know where to start, oh wait. Let me start with Singnet. In fact, the reason that this post took so long to be published is solely due to Singnet. To make long story short, they cut off both of my internet line when I only ask to terminate one. Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that period of time, my fyp team and I were rushing our project. We wanted to end it before New Year so that we could enjoy the remaining time we had left. I got no internet access for 1 and the half month. @#$%^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the internet line is better than ever now. Three letters M-I-O. Woohoo! No dc so far, that is good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was New Year, 2007 has arrived. Is it me or time is flying damn fast. And the moment 2007 arrive, I was locked out of my own room. #$%^&amp;amp; The last time I stepped into RP was 2004 and now I am graduating. I don't think I am going to say this but, I am really going to miss the poly days. Some would say I am nuts to miss RP la but hey have you ever gone to town in the middle of the day with your class and catch a movie and be back in time for class? It was like awesome la!! And have you played online games with your class in the middle of lessons?? All these bring new meaning to the word school man. At the end of the day you can still graduate. This brings to my New Year resolution, "life is short, live it while you still can." I really mean it; you can never know when you are going to miss the days when you are actually leaving the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January, mix feelings actually. Part of me is glad that 2006 is gone and part of me was like, "damn, it is January again." Kinda feel like Monday. The start of everything all over again, school, weather, life. It feels like after you have reached the peak of the tallest mountain, you discover that there is still a long way to go to the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, still, it is February already la! And soon march then April then 21 birthday… :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not continue…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, January 24th was the presentation day. It was great; to be honest I was more worried about my napfa test later on in the day. And I was right to be worried, didn't have the strength to pass the running part, as usual. But I have my reasons, triple combo tests la that day. Had the presentation to do, then a test then napfa. I swear they were trying to kill me; they were trying to test my endurance level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hell of a year so far eh?&lt;br /&gt;&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/15161930-6344999535342290325?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/6344999535342290325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=6344999535342290325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6344999535342290325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/6344999535342290325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2007/02/freedom-is-nothing-unless-you-met-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116360045680470759</id><published>2006-11-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:20:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Believe nothing just because a so-called wise person said it. Believe nothing just because a belief is generally held. Believe nothing just because it is said in ancient books. Believe nothing just because it is said to be of divine origin. Believe nothing just because someone else believes it. Believe only what you yourself have tested and judge to be true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody a long time ago told me that, "history is not about facts; it is about who is telling the story and what he/she believed to be true." It may not seem like a very extravagant word but it actually does play a major role in your life. It did in my life. Ok, who's kidding who here? My belief failed me half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, what they believed in is so strong till it makes them go that extra mile for the sake of themselves. Sometimes, when you are given that many barriers from reaching your goal, it means that it just wasn't to be. SO ACCEPT IT! It is WRONG to defy nature when they have already forbid you to reach your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't brought up to easily accept things. Sometimes when I do some things, it may not be that I belief in doing it, but for the sake of the person I'm doing it for. It is through experience that you'll know whether things are not what they looked like at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dragging this post…it has been an hour since I sat down and start typing this entry. I'm physically tired from the trial run for NAPHA this morning. Forgive me if the content is brainless. My thoughts is clouded at the moment. Oh yeah, I BELIEVED, and I pass my 2.4km run. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To succeed, we must first believe that we can."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116360045680470759?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116360045680470759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116360045680470759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116360045680470759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116360045680470759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/11/believe-nothing-just-because-so-called.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116351935887129823</id><published>2006-11-14T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:53:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Courtship or relationship can be viewed in many ways. First of all, what is love? To me love is a temporary insanity, curable only by marriage. I am not saying that you should get married in order to feel love but hey how many of us really knows the meaning of love? From a typical guy's perspective, love = sex. Let’s not point fingers, truly from your heart (guys), you answer the theory yourself. If you are not in that category, don't count yourself lucky just yet. You may just have some sick reasons too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For woman, well I can't really tell, but according to my female friends, love to them is when guys manage to sweep off their feet, make their heart beat fast and weak in the knees or something like that. But like I said, different people have different reasons. Women will usually have reasons like security or someone to protect them or something like that, somewhere there. But is that love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have a significant other, answer this. If you know what is love and show that love towards your partner, why is that you treat your parents differently? For example;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: Darling, have you eaten?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: No darling, you want to eat together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when you're mum ask; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: boy/girl, have you eaten?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: (probably shouting) Nope! What did you cook??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference? If this is your scenario every single day, you dare to say to love someone? Some reasons are just plain nonsense, "peer pressure". Three words, pressure my ass. Do your friends hold a knife to your throat forcing you to have a partner? You will probably just make a fool out of yourself when maintaining them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS RELATIONSHIP NECESSARRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is no. Why are you committing yourself to take care of someone's child when you have all the freedom in the world to do anything you want? Can you take care of yourself in the first place? You want to know what pressure is? Taking care of living things is pressure. Ask your mum if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/15161930-116351935887129823?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116351935887129823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116351935887129823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116351935887129823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116351935887129823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/11/courtship-or-relationship-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116308213250021657</id><published>2006-11-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:22:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"The beginning of wisdom is found in doubting; by doubting we come to the question, and by seeking we may come upon the truth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15782434.f28d77.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15782441.8bbf7b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15782443.30004f.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15811904.23ebfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15811921.9f243d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/15811930.8279f3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15811930.8279f3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/15812047.1e2555.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15812047.1e2555.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/15812079.41fd76.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/15812079.41fd76.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116308213250021657?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116308213250021657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116308213250021657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116308213250021657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116308213250021657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/11/beginning-of-wisdom-is-found-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116299651037274941</id><published>2006-11-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:36:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the day that my neighbor leaves this world. She died last Sunday, the day many kids like me went out for hari raya gathering and all. Still can't believe she died, she looked so lively every time I met her. She never fails to smile and say hello whenever she meets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've always knew that the beginning of that day sucked. The way it started and the way it runs. In fact, I think I’ve always knew when death arrives. The day princess Diana was involve in that fatal car accident, I was having tuition outside. The day sucked, got scolded for not being able to answer math questions. The day, I can still remember that the air was, stuffy. No wind, no breeze, all I can remember was that I just wanted to go home and take a cool bath. When I reached home, the news of Princess Diana death came up on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident was the September 11, attack on the world trade centre. A day before the accident, I was down with a really bad headache, so bad till I can't get up to even see the doctor. Luckily, my mom is a nurse, If not I think my head is going to explode. That was in secondary school if I'm not wrong. I got a 2 days MC the day after. The next day was when hell breaks loose in NY, terrorists' attacks on the WTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my last holidays, me and my friends was suppose to go to Bangkok for a holiday, we can't get the flights as they are already fully booked. We went to several tour agencies but all said the same thing. So we gave up trying and proposed after graduation. Few days later, news shows bombings in some parts of Bangkok followed by riots over the presidential election stuff. Just so happens that, at that exact day when we are suppose to be in Bangkok, the bombs and stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? Maybe, but I'm not taking risks on holiday destinations next time. God has written down our past, present and future. So if were to leave earth tomorrow, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive; the risk to be alive and express what we really are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116299651037274941?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116299651037274941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116299651037274941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116299651037274941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116299651037274941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/11/only-when-we-are-no-longer-afraid-do.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116255754512539256</id><published>2006-10-31T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:20:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again if you are dumb enough not to realise that your clique hates you, I have nothing to say. So what happened to the friend I talked about earlier? He is still there, clueless, still, yup. Oh for your info, the friend I was talking about, I don't specifically say it is a he, so don't get me wrong if any guy feel that I am talking about him. Apologies if I don't make myself clear. So lets make the 'friend' gender X so that I don't yeah you got what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough about X yea? Let's change the subject for today, let us talk about clique. How does it differ from gangs? Answer, nothing, there are no difference. Let me tell you why. First, people in gangs or cliques are nothing when stand alone. When you put one of them out there by himself, he would practically crumble. Ever heard of five strands of hair is stronger than one? No? You ought to try it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I read about people in cliques, "Stem from an overwhelming desire to fit in, revolve around interests with friends and peers, deal in social power, not everyone is welcome and excluding becomes the primary activity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what they forgot to include is that they are insecure people who seeks self respect by forming a group to show authority to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case. They are by far to me the loneliest people in the planet who desperately need another loner with similar interests to keep them company as long as possible to pass through a phase of life. No one says it better than Shakespeare himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love all, trust a few." William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116255754512539256?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116255754512539256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116255754512539256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116255754512539256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116255754512539256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/10/trust-no-one-unless-you-have-eaten.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116255523396874272</id><published>2006-10-28T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:03:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What the world really needs now is respect. Everyone knows the word, knows what it means but the only thing that they lack off is the application. Everywhere you go, you will always hear "I want" or "Me". Sometimes it is not what you want that matters, on the flip side, what you want can be in a sense of respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get any further, what is respect? Some people just associate respect to authority and some, well, they just don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend, well he doesn't consider me one, but anyhow, he thought he is in this group of his. Clique is what we call it. Problem is he doesn’t have a clue that this 'clique' of his considered him as one of them. Get my drift? Me? I was never in any clique, even if I was invited with a Lamborghini to specially join one. To me it just feels weird walking around in groups of 5 minimum. Back to the story, well this friend of mine had no idea his 'clique' was bad talking him behind his back. Mr. stinky feet or Mr. Biggie is what they call him. How do I know all this? The trick is, you have to look from outside to have a clearer view of everything. I am never on anyone's side, so I've seen everything. Three words Never Trust Anyone. Not even your best friend. Seriously if you are going to pour out your soul to anyone, it better be the big man up there. Or your dog, since both can't stab you in the back and spread nonsensical rumors about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know when your clique is hiding something from you? Firstly, when they are engaged in a conversation and leaving you out of the picture. Secondly is when they are looking at you funny. Lastly is when they come to you and ask, "How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always stick by this rule, "A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116255523396874272?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116255523396874272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116255523396874272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116255523396874272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116255523396874272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/10/respect.html' title='Respect'/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116255315703423010</id><published>2006-10-24T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:25:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;May you all forgive me for all my wrong doings. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC_0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116161736815829007</id><published>2006-10-23T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:29:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;First up....SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;WoohoO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally can catch up with my past time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;EAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways...here a piece of my all time fav hari raya song...unique.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu hari di Hari Raya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku lihat cahaya bersinar indah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Langit cemerlang tak terkira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanda kuasa yang Maha Esa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Memberi nikmat pada manusia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu hari di Hari Raya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku dengar irama yang sungguh indah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku coba mendekati padanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kira irama itu adalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suara pujian pada yang Esa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu hari di Hari Raya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku menangis tanda gembira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku menangis tanda ku cinta kepadaNya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu hari di Hari Raya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku lihat wajah suci ibuku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku lihat wajah kasih ayahku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku gembira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkin inilah dia kebahagiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116161736815829007?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/116161736815829007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=116161736815829007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116161736815829007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/116161736815829007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-up.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-116048882045867506</id><published>2006-10-10T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:00:20.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only you could see the tears in the world you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only you could heal my heart just one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even when I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's an image of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And once again I come I'll realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're a loss I can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your memory live on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walking down the streets of Nothingville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where our love was young and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't believe just what an empty place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has come to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would give my life away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If it could only be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I can't still the voice inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That is calling out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your memory live on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time will never change the things you told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After all we're meant to be love will bring us back to you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only you could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your memory live on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-116048882045867506?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-15161930.post-115677543947749394</id><published>2006-08-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:30:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats it...tomorrow is the moment of truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The travel agency is gonna give me a confirmation call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;on whether I get to go to Bangkok for a holiday....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went over to bugis today to meet up with Mr. Ahmad (the travel agent)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...to discuss abt the trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the best of response I must say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chances are abt 1/10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not as bad as 1 to a 100 right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plan A was genting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was an immediate 'No' from Ahmad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Too Packed'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...dammit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plan B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...wasn't that excited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heck...nvr been there anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now a Plan C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;told Ahmad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Anywhere but Singapore'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm desperate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;can't you tell? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but of course within the budget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait to get off this stinkin island...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's abt time someone go for a holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the person is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-115677543947749394?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/115677543947749394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=115677543947749394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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1! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 more months of school left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does it sound weird that I'm happy leaving the class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm Overjoyed...Ecstatic....and errr....you get the point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been to a place where you know the people around you but cannot get along due to some differences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Try imagining yourself in a place where no one wanna communicate in your language. They can but they preferred not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgive me for being a loner or anti-social but hey, I can't communicate with you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously man, I TRIED really. Sometimes I wished I was a chinese...no barriers to anything at all. If only....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is kinda sad if you had to endure all these and put on a fake smile just to hold on till the very last day. It is even sadder to blog all these crap happening in my life. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To those few that I rant to about this matter personally, sorry for that...I'm just not used to being a stranger looking in. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its alright....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 more months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully life changes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-115625085946899370?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/115625085946899370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=115625085946899370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/115625085946899370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/115625085946899370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/08/woohoo-end-of-semester-1-4-more-months.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-115478244516741676</id><published>2006-08-05T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:54:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt; I'm back! From &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; months of err....absence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm...you'll come to a time when there is nothing to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Absolutely NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yups yups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but after &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't say plenty of stories lah...but wth...here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;First up...FYP IS NO MORE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well....for the time being...heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;In RP, presentation is nothing....so when we said we have finished...means the process is done! Not the presentation though =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sheesh...hated the process....absolutely no life at ALL...I mean it...NO LIFE! To give u a clue how 'no life' means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Initially..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;go school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; talk crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; finish school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; go for a game of pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; watch tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Go school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Try to keep up with the grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Do project in the process&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Finish school (notice I skipped 'eat')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; FYP meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Do project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;==&gt; Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah...I lost like about 5 kilos in this 3 months? An achievement actually =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well...its done...so...wth...PARTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh...yesterday was my fac last day facilitating my class.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So you know wat it means right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeap.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;its....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;......pictures......... -_-"""&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh didn't I tell you? I've decided to cut 'botak'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's for the children people! Cancer kids! Besides...all bald people are briliant....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me give you some examples....Beckham....Zidane....Stone Cold Steve Austin =D...Albert Einstine...oh you get the point...hee..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-115478244516741676?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/115478244516741676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=115478244516741676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/115478244516741676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/115478244516741676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/08/woohoo-im-back-from-3-months-of-err.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114821330544399941</id><published>2006-05-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:08:26.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The New Paper Big Walk 2006 today. Hmmm...freaking tired from yesterday's mini gathering. Felt like walking at least 20km for the past 2 days. But if you have ever followed your girlfriend for shopping, this event it nothing to you. Peanuts. Heh..You should in fact consider taking part in the competitive walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went with my dad and bro this morning. My mum claims she has stomach ache. She was so alive lah went we got home, like nothing happened like that. However, left home at 6.15 and took bus number 30 all the way to Kallang! My dad was so sure we're not gonna be late. But we are, yeap. When the race started, we were at the 400m mark I think. So we just followed the crowd lah. Too lazy to walk all the way to the start...ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fake starting line lah...was taken after we finished the race..=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010015.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010015.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the 5km mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The phenomenal number of ppl who just started the race on the other side of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh...finally gonna finish!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be fooled....they are one of those who never even started the race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beakfast!! (dad and bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P1010026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; On the way HOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yea la...slept all the way..20 mins bus ride&lt;br /&gt;Now, doing FYP. Ekh..hated the word....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Worst project I've ever done lah..Dunno how it gonna turn out man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time I'm clueless abt the whole damn thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had to show the fac a some programming techniques on tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I done even have the bloody program...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in deep shit I tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta run and revise on the programming shits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No damn clue why a business student need to do programming sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114821330544399941?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114821330544399941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114821330544399941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114821330544399941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114821330544399941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-paper-big-walk-2006-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114813606516897092</id><published>2006-05-20T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:41:05.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woohoo! Post Polytechnic Forum today at Ngee Ann Convention Centre. It was...ok la...presentations..bla bla bla...yeah....and reception. :D First time in a poly forum event I can eat ok. The previous times are all in fasting month. grr... anyways...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;did some cathing up and...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;PARTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wilson Ang starts the ball rolling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Republicans united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Republican + one Tp :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Calista (sleeping) and Celeste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gay Shits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wein playing without aiming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;New way of playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oooh yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Engross playing Time Crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ended everything by 9.30 pm. What a day...Tmr is Big Walk...feel like today's the big walk man...However...excuss the graphic nature of the pictures..hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114813606516897092?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114813606516897092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114813606516897092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114813606516897092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114813606516897092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/woohoo-post-polytechnic-forum-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114752171653850357</id><published>2006-05-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:02:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm, received an email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; showing all the different traits of various months babies. I must say that most ARE true. What do you think? Hmmm, your call..let's try mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;May Babies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Stubborn and hard-hearted. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Strong-willed and highly motivated. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Sharp thoughts. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Easily angered. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Attracts others and loves attention. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm not sure abt the first but the second yeap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6) Deep feelings. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm, so-so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Beautiful physically and mentally. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(err, you decide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8) Firm Standpoint. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9) Needs no motivation. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10) Shy towards oppisite sex. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;11) Easily consoled. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;12) Systematic (left brain). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(err, ok larr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;13) Loves to dream. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;14) Strong clairvoyance. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;15) Understanding. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ok lahh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;16) Sickness usually in the ear and neck. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(nope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;17) Good imagination. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;18) Good physical. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;19) Weak breathing. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;20) Loves literature and the arts. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;21) Loves traveling. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;22) Dislike being at home. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;23) Restless. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;24) Not having many children. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(errr?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;25) Hardworking. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yeap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;26) High spirited. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm, so-so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So what do you think? Hmmm, thinking of changing this blog layout. Maybe its time to. We'll see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios&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/15161930-114752171653850357?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114752171653850357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114752171653850357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114752171653850357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114752171653850357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm-received-email-showing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114726482285436936</id><published>2006-05-10T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:43:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever in your life talk back to your facilitator till he\she has nothing else to say to you? Yes? How about taking a step further, try shutting up the module chair. Hmmm...guess what...I just did. Yeap, my FYP facilitator. Also happens to be the module chair of IT. This is what I told her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;First thing first, the name whom you called 'Ispandi' is *****'s father. Get it right. I'm sure this is not the first time you met a malay student. Secondly our scheduled meeting was suppose to be on a Thursday, any meeting held other than Thursday needed to be checked in our own schedule, it is mutually agreed between us. Thirdly, today as you know is our off day. Not to be rude or anything but the three of us planned last night to send **** as our representative because we have our own errands to run. Since **** is the leader of the group, he IS suppose to tell you everything about the team. Furthermore, this is not the only meeting we had since our last meeting with you. The only person who never attend the unofficial meeting is ****. So it is not like we hadn't done anything yet. It is just that the meeting timings you and **** set are all according to your free time. I repeat YOUR. If any meeting in the future were to be successfully excecuted, it is best that we meet after school and not in between break out times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, I got to admit that I surprise myself even. Life's a bitch woman, get used to it. Since Thursday you'll be out of office, then Wednesday is my out of office day too. :) I swear after this freaking project is over, I'm gonna cut ties with this blady leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the brighter note, Sentosa last Sunday with err...camp people? Oh yeah, I really mean bright man. Too hot. I got a temporary tattoo on my bod, courtesy of the sun. Thanks big guy! *grumbles* So why am I writing it today? Hmmm...firstly...free...secondly...been nursing the burnt lah...my skin is peeling badly now. Worst burn ever. But hey..taught my jr 2 new things. Cycle in an hour and play pool. Woohoo! Accomplishment lah...can give credit anot? The last real accomplishment is when my team got 3rd in Java challenge ok. And that also we went because of CE points. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok lah...better stop rambling and start FYP...But first! SOme Pics..! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/CIMG2944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/CIMG2979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114726482285436936?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114726482285436936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114726482285436936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114726482285436936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114726482285436936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/have-you-ever-in-your-life-talk-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114693116640709611</id><published>2006-05-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:59:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6th of May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;General Election Day cum HuiLi B'day. Currently raining like mad over on the western part of Singapore. And for the first time, I'm all wrapped up while doin this entry. Too cold till my bones hurts. Eeks..thats bad la..but heck.. I think mother nature is against PAP for winning tonight. Not that the results are out but currently PAP is well ahead...no surprises actually...oh wells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next up...ooh...signed up for basic theory today. Hmmm...ok this may sound stupid BUT yes but I have thought longgg and harddd and I've decided to take....AUTO! Ok in case you dont think I know what my options are...but I do...and i'm well confident of it thank you very much. Case closed. So yeah...test on the shitt...i forgot..i think its on the 26th of june...hmmm...a wednesday...not sure...dammit.. but yeah..somewhere there.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;MI3 is gooddd!! Ehhh...those who say its crap..watch again...caught it with my younger brother at good old westmall and as usual...the crowd..oh my god..they even brought babies into the theatre. Brainless idiots. The sight of Tom Cruise in blood already scare the living daylight out of the infants. *speachless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios...! Long day tmr... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114693116640709611?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114693116640709611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114693116640709611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114693116640709611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114693116640709611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/6th-of-may.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114683937333962700</id><published>2006-05-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:29:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;5....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;4....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's 5th of May once again...hmmm that day of the year when 3 people I knew pop to this world. Firstly would be Zi Hui. Met this sexy voice lady in camp. Lol..don't ask about the voice la..it is just so manly..ahahahha..Finally can watch M-18 movie eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Next up would be someone whom I had a whirlwind relations with...fiesty lady indeed...Shazniah. Happy 19th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Last but not least this handsome dude whom I knew for a very long time. More like childhood friend la...hmmm... lol...bleh..its me. Its kinda weird congratulating yourself but yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Moving on...ONCE AGAIN, thanks for the birthday wishes people. I must say that alot of unexpected people were the first ones to congratulate. Just one word for you guys, 'touched'. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC00201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh..family... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114683937333962700?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114683937333962700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114683937333962700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114683937333962700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114683937333962700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/5.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114657388783244731</id><published>2006-05-02T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:44:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The China boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Babes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what's that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Team Warriors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our team, our rules. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114657388783244731?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114657388783244731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114657388783244731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114657388783244731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114657388783244731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-boys-dudes-babes-whats-that-team.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114649459342583963</id><published>2006-05-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:43:13.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED ALERT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ghost in the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In Rp actually..5 were posessed..ok maybe 3 serious ones and the other 2 were partially. Scary moment to live by when you were in live senario facilitating the whole event. Not exactly the recognition I was hoping for but oh well life is not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrighty, details. Hmmm, being posessed is some scary shit. You can see people shivering in a humid place, screaming your guts out and piercing youself with ur nails. You can even see the most unholyest person in the room kneeling down and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh...too tired to blog. Haven't had enough sleep for 3 days. I think if you calculate all 3 days of sleeping time, that is roughly how long it takes for me in a normal daily basis. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114649459342583963?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114649459342583963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114649459342583963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114649459342583963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114649459342583963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/05/red-alert-ghost-in-house-in-rp.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114571635293540612</id><published>2006-04-22T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:32:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 week of third year is gone. So what are my feedbacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Alert..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facs are bitchier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard is higher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and the number of beauties with brains are rising..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is one of the most sexiest traits of a woman but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is still the first week, everyone's still new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brainy ones are the first to emerge out of the crowd as being the ones to look out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, found out that the nearest accessible mosque from RP campus is at sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, sembawang. It is exactly 24 bus stops from woodlands interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, before I forget, I'm stuck with the same team mates for at least 16 school days before they change. *bummer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest, I’m just raking up this entry as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my apologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm just staying up just to wait for my sister and opening the door for her...%^&amp;*#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114571635293540612?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114571635293540612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114571635293540612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114571635293540612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114571635293540612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/04/1-week-of-third-year-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114544481044140008</id><published>2006-04-19T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:06:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;First entry of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry people, been lazy lately.. with school going on..yada yada yada..sigh...canteen sucked donkey dick. Oh yeah..Republic Poly had shifted..to woodlands...some place which used to be a blady forest. One blardy canteen suppose to occupy lets see...at least 5000 students???! Oh heck, who am I kidding, it is not only the canteen that sucked, the classroom leaked when heavy rain poured yesterday. Blardy contractors. They ought to be sued for delaying the project and when they request for the delay, the classrooms leaked! %^&amp;*(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh heck, a couple of weeks ago, some group of JC gamers talk shit about how stupid poly students are when they cannot even qualify for JC. Heh, read the newspapers today smarty pants. Some moron from a top JC commited suicide. Reason? He feels his dick was too small. I rest my case. And if you're gonna argue with me about this dick issue go ahead. So far there are no cases of poly guys commiting suicide over small dicks beside cases of various poly scandals. Oh wells....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marketing module tmr, lets see how easy this module is. Oh im not being overconfident or something. Just trying to be optimistic. Pessimist will say, "lets see how difficult this module is gonna be". Get the diff? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114544481044140008?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114544481044140008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114544481044140008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114544481044140008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114544481044140008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-entry-of-month.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114370421122961497</id><published>2006-03-30T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:36:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;*Promoting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Swiss Cottage Secondary School Band Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Venue: Ngee Ann Polytechnic Convention Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Date: 9th of April (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ticket: Just prepare $15 (due to unrelible sources) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone interested, just give me a ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114370421122961497?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114370421122961497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114370421122961497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114370421122961497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114370421122961497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/03/promoting-swiss-cottage-secondary.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114336412251907347</id><published>2006-03-26T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:08:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sisters are a pain in the ass laahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;They yak all day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...and never listens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh?? Correction...WOMEN yaks all day and NEVER listens...Don't get me wrong, god's creation of woman is fantastic and all but one mistake he made was putting these characteristics in them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went out to day 'supposedly' to get small sis a simple mp3, being a female that she is, she looked out for the best. An Ipod 1 gb all those crap... mom said too expensive and she put on a crappy face all the way home. Initially putting a 2hr parking coupon, ended up spending only half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*idiot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;That shiro model mp3 the salegirl introduced as an alternative for that ipod was so slick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;512mb with radio funtion, voice recorder and cool lighting was I think a good bargain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Worth only $130, I would so get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Mp3 cost $139 and it is only 256mb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wth lah...should have just grabed the offer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;why in the world buying a good brand important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After all IT IS just a brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, it is not about the brand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes how friends percieve you, FORCE you to get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, I'll just say kiss my ass and ask them is it worth the money spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, its true..some bought a t-shirt with a picture of a monkey costing them $300+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a monkey....and trust me...it is not how the the monkey look that makes them buy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's the brand...*no brand names mentioned*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh...tired of writing this kinda post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;if I'm not wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wrote once....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh wells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suck on the brands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...you brand suckers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heh.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114336412251907347?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114336412251907347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114336412251907347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114336412251907347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114336412251907347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/03/sisters-are-pain-in-ass-laahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114242651405371043</id><published>2006-03-15T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:44:36.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Read about this article in the newspaper today featuring some kid thanking Singapore for sposoring for her education stuff or something. I think it's bull crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only thing Singapore ever did was to increase tax&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;That ends with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fullstop. That is all. Tax. Road tax, house tax, GST. Even school fees increased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is the whole situation now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;They made it compulsory to enter primary school&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(soon secondary)&lt;/span&gt;, INCREASE fees admision to tertiary institutes, made it EVEN more competitive with foreign talents but they forgot one thing....WHERE IS THE INCREASE IN PAY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So when there is such an article saying 'thank you singapore', many became pissed; including me. Because ALL those donations are actually OUR hard earned money, feeling sympathetic, we donate. Singapore has no part in this donation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to add to the misery, where do all this taxes go to? Gambling dens, casino? Add more ERP? Create more factories? There is no surprises that all this WILL generate more income for Singapore back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what is the sad part about the truth? It is uncovering it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like what Jack Black says in School of Rock, "...the man always wins..." The man refering to the person in charge of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the man wins, the North and South poles melts. Speaking of melting, read up to the news today and you'll find out that the speed of the ice blocks melting rate has doubled. That is some serious shit. The scientist said that when the rate goes beyond 500 rrm or something the sea level will rise &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meters. Currently it is around 338 if I'm not wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;All this why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The 'man' decides everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114242651405371043?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114242651405371043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114242651405371043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114242651405371043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114242651405371043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/03/read-about-this-article-in-newspaper.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114226028688088056</id><published>2006-03-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:31:26.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Something to keep in mind for future reference*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boys &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; belong in bakery shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...no I'm not talking about as in teenagers or primary school boys...I'm talking about small boys..those 3-6 years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a generalisation saying boys play with cars and girls play with dolls...at first I dont agree with this crap..but seriously when you try to change nature, you'll always end up on the losing side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For example...when you ask a 3-6 year old boy to choose what kind of bread he wants to eat, FROM RECENT EXPERIENCE he would run around the bakery, shouting "..mummy, mummy!.." and contaminating the bread with his &lt;em&gt;god knows what he had touched&lt;/em&gt; hands and adding to the misery, causing customers like me to give way to his high speed bread chase in order not to drop the bread you've picked. Phew..that is by far the longest sentence I've ever typed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;No offence to the family but hey, even his 8 year old sister sits quietly outside the bakery patiently waiting for her family to get out of the jammed packed place. You might be asking how do I know that was his sister right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooo, spending half an hour in the bakery can force you to know people you dont wanna know...you wanna know how many kids they have? Say around 5. Im guessing that the first is a boy around 10 years? (coz he's queing in front of me with nothing to pay for) Second a girl and the rest are small male devils. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could have sworn that slapping the boy's forehead did cross my mind after 10 minutes of hell in the bakery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh...anyways...just came back from mersing..had a 2 days 1 night hols there with my dad and the rest of my dad's side relatives. It is cool that we have the whole luxury bus all to ourselves. It is like going on a hike with your relatives in a trailer. Havoc. Those who can't sing, will try their darn best to sing their hearts out for say 2-3 hours? Pure torture sitting for that long. I can't even sit still for 30 minutes. What more to mersing, that by the way is further than desaru. All along I thought it was nearer than desaru...heh... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ouh...and the bakery shit...happens on the second day when we visited the newly opened Jusco. It was big...very...maybe twice of IMM. Quality is there...shops everywhere, but the sad part is, we only have an hour and 30 minutes to spend there... I'm not much of a shopper but after you sit in a bus for an hour and a half and given a shopping place of 4 storey high, you at least expect to have 3 hours but noooo....the tour guide said he's rushing for another job at night...jackass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's a picture of us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hola cousin...cought ya red handed trying to steal a bite from your 'diet' heheh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/DSC_0099.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114226028688088056?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114226028688088056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114226028688088056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114226028688088056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114226028688088056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-to-keep-in-mind-for-future.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114170516304007114</id><published>2006-03-07T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T09:01:12.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Burnt-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7 letters that cause it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;S-E-N-T-O-S-A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;had a ball of a time though...oh wells...i'll let the pics do the talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*backaches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120004.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P3120007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="108" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120007.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P3120023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120023.0.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P3120017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120017.0.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P3120011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120011.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/P3120054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/P3120054.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Great fun, great company....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114170516304007114?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114170516304007114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114170516304007114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114170516304007114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114170516304007114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/03/burnt-7-letters-that-cause-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114113422812464059</id><published>2006-02-28T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:43:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was told to argue about the fact that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the one you love should be called a best friend not a lover&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Do you agree? Some yes, some no. Me? I'm more to the no section of the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I can say is that, someone whom I know quite well did before tell me about this kinda things which makes me thinking, IF you know that someone soo well till his\her info is at the tip of your fingers, what else so you wanna know? Seriously, when you first start a relationship, you'll share secrets, promise each other the world and stuff and after that? Here are roughly the processes one has to verbally go through....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Early Relationship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Ask about personal info, birthday, msn, etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Phone number (if lucky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Home add (he\she is interested in you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mid Relationship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Ask for a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) A more detailed Information about one's self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Late Relationship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Ask how's your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) What you eat for lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Where you wanna go later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get where I'm going here? See the contrast? Early relationship is more to the initiation but later on it is more to err...close ended Qn kinda thing....aiyar...you get what I mean right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the question, why your lover cannot be clasified as your best friend. If you already have a best friend before you meet your lover, where he\she stand AFTER you meet your lover? A best friend according to my above chart doesn't even fall to any three categories. Infact, it is a mixture of all three if you ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 reasons why your lover CANNOT be clasified as a best friend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Before you meet your lover, you already have a best friend, so how can a newly found friend be the best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) You can share EVERYTHING under the sun with your best friend. (oh come on, like you tell every single juicy thing to your lover?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Please...sometimes when you call your lover a 'friend', he\she might get the wrong idea about the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) You can still whack your best friend if he did something wrong. You can't to your lover. (unless you're a girl) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;and last but not least.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) (for guys) you can't comment on any other girl on the street with your lover. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Logic? I think so too..hee... Oh well, second thoughts about your lover = best friend theory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Out~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114113422812464059?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114113422812464059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114113422812464059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114113422812464059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114113422812464059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-told-to-argue-about-fact-that-one.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114096571237705291</id><published>2006-02-26T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:59:56.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How many of the guys you know out there are unable to start a relationship having their inability to pull themselves together to express their feelings towards the opposite sex? 1? 2? Many? My guess? Many. Why? Simply because they are shy. When it comes to the matter of the heart, there are no fix formula to follow, no equations to solve or answers to unveil. That is why starting a relationship is so god damn hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So why do you wanna start in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it because all your friends are having this...thing? You need someone to whine your problems to? Or is it the power you feel when you get someone to like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course I'm not talking about myself here, I'm talking about my fellow men who are single and still trying. *2 thumbs up for effort* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me? I plan to live life as a bachelor till the right one comes along. Seriously speaking, you don't need one...yet. I just don't understand why people like to commit themselves in such an early stage of their lives when they can enjoy your youth? Oh well, I'm sure they have their reasons..lonely? shoulder to cry on? bla bla? heh.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Over at the ladies side? I have no say. Never been to that side of life before. :) BUT I am pretty sure it is somewhat the same. Right?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*Ladies help me here!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So where am I going from here? Honestly, I don't know :) I've been to places these past few days, reading some blogs, newspapers, evesdropping at some people's conversations(accidentally of course) and the common topic they had going on was relationships. And surprisingly enough, most of these people are alot younger than I am. There are some who long so much to find someone dear to come into their lives and some..just wished that they don't have that someone to add more pressure into theirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, that happens folks. Don't for one second you think your "argue-less" relationship is like the perfect hollywood couple kinda thing coz THAT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN. haha..you can never be too sure if your partner is complaining about you. :) SO don't always keep your hope up too high aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's about it. OUT! :) &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/15161930-114096571237705291?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114096571237705291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114096571237705291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114096571237705291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114096571237705291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-many-of-guys-you-know-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114076565618986255</id><published>2006-02-24T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:20:56.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ego..! Everyone knows what ego is and not surprisingly it is ALWAYS associated with the male species. * I wonder why? Hmmm* For those who disagrees let me give ya a dose of reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ego means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1) The self, especially as distinct from the world and other selves.&lt;br /&gt;2) In psychoanalysis, the division of the psyche that is conscious, most immediately controls thought and behavior, and is most in touch with external reality.&lt;br /&gt;      - An exaggerated sense of self-importance; conceit.&lt;br /&gt;      - Appropriate pride in oneself; self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Special thanks to Dictionary.com :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For those who can see, nowhere in there says anything about being associated with the male species, WHICH means females are also considered as to having ego problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For example!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure we all heard about the home made vid that was circulating right as we speak. What is behind the story IS the facinating part. To cut the long story short, a girl is jealous of another girl for being famous and stole her mobile phone as part of the initial revenge but luckily for her she found more than what she expected, a home sex vid... the rest was yad yada yada..she uploaded on the net...bla bla bla...and the victim is now famous nation wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So what do we learn from here? Nooo...its not using video camera to record home made vid BUT the female species CAN and IS just as egoistic as the male species itself. Except that they will resort to anything to satisfy themself. Even exposing others private lifes. I mean wth? Jealous of people's success? Get a life lah...your pride is so huge, you just have to resort to psycological damage to get even. Female ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a quote to live by in cases such as this, dont hate her just because she goes well with others, hate her because she goes well with YOUR friends. People can't help if they are popular. IT is either you change your lifestyle to somewhat like hers to have what she has OR snap out of jealousy and focus on your life. Heh... face reality man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sympaties for the victim and her family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114076565618986255?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114076565618986255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114076565618986255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114076565618986255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114076565618986255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/ego.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-114018510447807206</id><published>2006-02-17T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T22:05:04.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A thought to ponder about...*Boyfriends are NOT pets* Interesting conversations I heard this morning... it was between 3 girls..hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A: hey my bf cute anot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;B: cute le..how abt this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A: mine cuter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;C: mine better lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okok, something like that...maybe not 100% same but its there lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE for the love of god! Having a relationship is a PRIVILEGE not a right. Some singles are longing for a companion but those who have one treat their partner like dogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Usually I heard dog owners saying the same thing...oooh your dog has the cutest tail...bla bla bla...or or shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"...oooohh the top is soo cute..!" - I rest my case - :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never have I heard people comparing whose boyfriend is cuter. Imagine if a guy talks about that...hmmm...I bet the one with the cutest whatever will feel even more protective towards his girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;In conjunction with valentine's day, I decided to bring up this issue today as it all started with v-day itself. Confessions of a girl towards the gifts she receives on the day..."...the gifts are sweet but I would rather spend the money on shopping..." Interesting don't you think? So guys, next v-day...just go shopping with her and get the things SHE wants. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-114018510447807206?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/114018510447807206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=114018510447807206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114018510447807206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/114018510447807206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/thought-to-ponder-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113998571744134070</id><published>2006-02-14T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:41:57.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;'V' day today...the day in which millions of guys all over the world go broke overnight. Ooh it's not that they get themselves drunk after a date no no... It is because of the expensive gifts and all those sleepless nights just THINKING of what to do on the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a heated discussion among the single guys and gals in class today when I say this (fact).  A girl mention it is not the expensive gifts that matters really but the thought. Hmmm...but being a guy of course I rebuked the reason and said that there are always 2 situations in which a guy never wins in that scenario...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First scene&lt;/strong&gt;, a guy buys maybe just flowers, might not be too expensive but it IS the thought that counts. While walking down Orchard road maybe he saw a couple loaded with gifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought number 1: I'm cheap, is this all I can offer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought number 2: This is too embarrassing, I'm sure my date will hate me for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we all know the ending...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second scene&lt;/strong&gt;, a guy buys the most expensive gift his money can buy. Bring her to a romantic place for dinner maybe a movie for her and then home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought number 1: This date better be worth the money, will she still like me after all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought number 2: Oh good, she seems to be enjoying the day. Is it me? What is she thinking behind that smile??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;doubts, doubts and even more doubts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But of course the single ladies don't believe me when I say this...ohh wth...I spoke my mind.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something interesting happen today in class though. This guy whom I don't quite like because of his slack work attitude and some other unimportant stuff, spent ALOT and I mean ALOT of money on a approximately 30 by 30 cm bear and  bouquet of flowers on a classmate of mine. I was taken aback by that..I mean the class knew who he likes in class but never knew he has the hots for a big fish. One thing I like about this guy is that he has balls...when it comes to this kind of thing, he has the balls. Other than that..hmmm...*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But all that gifts I think ain't gonna make it to any stage besides the friends stage. No offence man but unless you change that err...oh heck..Im in no position to judge what woman really want in a guy. The matter of the heart is a more complicated thing as compared to math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But one thing remains a fact...showing your love to your significant other is not a yearly event, it is an everyday event...v-day is just an excused for florists striking rich overnight, which makes guys going broke at the same time.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113998571744134070?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113998571744134070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113998571744134070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113998571744134070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113998571744134070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113948635443456701</id><published>2006-02-09T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:59:14.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Alrighty, if there's one thing you wish to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, what would it be? For me, it would be not to watch Tab Tv yesterday. Especially the last part where this dude has the craving of being eaten. And guess what comes off first...his genitals.&lt;br /&gt;And this other caucasion dude was the 'butcher'. He cut off this other dude's genitals and fry it..I think..yeap.. and after that he had his final meal with the 'butcher' before the entire process of being eaten crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought of cutting off his genitals thing has been in my mind since the show lah dammit...how can he be so cool about it? Doesn't it hurt? I thought guys die straight away after their family jewel is cut off?? Unless...I was fooled or this fella can really tahan man..haha.. eeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is by far the only PG rated show that is disgusting and not to forget 'memorable'. It should be M-18 or NC-16 lah...PG only...that was some freeky shit.....really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah...ehh...stop using my blog song for your class party ok...I may be sued if the owner finds out you ain't paying him for your entertainment..! :)&lt;br /&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/15161930-113948635443456701?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113948635443456701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113948635443456701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113948635443456701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113948635443456701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/alrighty-if-theres-one-thing-you-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113923451332920140</id><published>2006-02-06T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:01:53.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okok, change of car. *correction* it is Mitsubishi Lancer 1.5 GLX and not Hyundai Matrix. My mom was introduced to a much better offer at the very last minute. Not as high as the Matrix of course. More to sport car kinda thing. More for ME! Muahahaha...no worries..soon I'll be cruising on Singapore roads! WooHoo!! I was also introduced to a good private car instructor. I heard it is a one time payment abt 1.5K BUT he will teach you till you pass. Anyone keen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How good is it to meet new people? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heheh...no need to worry abt BBDC or what ever huge amt you have to pay. Oh did I mention the 1.5k includes the theory as well? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is good lah...passed one module liao..3 more to go and a warning to overturn. Gotta be quick... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113923451332920140?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113923451332920140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113923451332920140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113923451332920140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113923451332920140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/okok-change-of-car.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113897672381027287</id><published>2006-02-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:25:23.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its February!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing much but in about a month time.....END OF YEAR 2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;that is if i managed to pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;That irritating S.O.B still have not given me a reply for my defence. Up till this week to reply..if not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;time to bug Alwis..heheh..Oh Alwis is the head of something something lah...not sure what...but am sure abt him having a bigger role in the school as compared to the..err...s.o.b... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till next week...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113897672381027287?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113897672381027287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113897672381027287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113897672381027287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113897672381027287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-february-nothing-much-but-in-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113862978001825616</id><published>2006-01-30T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:03:00.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woohoo!! CNY!! Abit too late actually but heck...enjoying my 5 days hols...2 days left to 2 days of school then can u believe it?? 1 more month to year 2 graduation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But first...one personal mission...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To overturn a warning letter...dammit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the time I said I was accused of cheating in a test? No? haha..heck..I don't remember either. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways..RP sent a warning letter stating that I'll receive a "F" for the test..IN ADDITION the total module grade will be deducted by 1.0. At first when they say they'll give me a "F", I was ok with it..but the second penalty was UNNECESSARY. Too harsh I think...so I consulted a close fac of mine over my options and decided to overturn my warning letter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will play lawyer for the day and defend myself. It's ass whooping time with the big boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish me luck ppl. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adios..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113862978001825616?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113862978001825616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113862978001825616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113862978001825616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113862978001825616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/woohoo-cny-abit-too-late-actually-but.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113838140634371954</id><published>2006-01-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:03:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, on special request by Yik Ling...One size bigger than usual! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all, Happy 20th B'day to Celeste and Valerie. For those who do not know them, in short, they are my OM (operation manager's(something like discipline master)) TWINS daughter back in secondary school days. :) How do I know them? I don't...Celeste happened to recognise me from past performance. *amazing* To be absolutely honest, I can't even remember those female musicians me and my friend Noticed in concerts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* 2 thumbs up for execellent memory *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, celebrated with her buddies at aloha changi. Do you know there are 2 alohas in the east side? No? Now you do. That was the same thing I thought in the first place. But nooo... there are TWO. One is aloha costa sand or something and the other is aloha changi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;SO, obviously, as a west side person, my plan was to take train to pasir ris then take 354 to down town east and take cab there...BUT my friend was so confident, it is only a 5 - 10 minutes walk. So we walk.....we walked for 30 minutes or so...when we reach....it was the wrong aloha...#$%^&amp;$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;SO we walked back cursing and swearing like nobody's business. It was 7...the place there was bloody quiet...except for the 2 idiots cursing at each other :) Luckilly a cab drove by (saviour) and without a doubt...we are on our way to aloha CHANGI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lesson Learnt...always follow your gut...That's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well...the party was good...good people...good company...now bloody tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayounara..and happy CNY people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113838140634371954?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113838140634371954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113838140634371954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113838140634371954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113838140634371954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-on-special-request-by-yik-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113793938666688181</id><published>2006-01-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:16:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;WooHoo!! New car this week! Hyundai Matrix! Ok may not be such a big thing to u guys but it is a big deal to my family at least. More space at the back..you have no IDEA how crampy the back seat of a hyundai accent is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/1600/PB090207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/799/1395/320/PB090207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;SEE!! That is DAMN crampy ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm...nothing else to yack..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;ooohhh...batal of the titans tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Manchester United vs Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;May the best team win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113793938666688181?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113793938666688181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113793938666688181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113793938666688181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113793938666688181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/woohoo-new-car-this-week-hyundai.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113760239944839291</id><published>2006-01-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:39:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;OK Imagine this, you were going home. You waited for the bus, and when it finally comes, people come barging in to get the seats..true? Nothing amazing really..it is just typical singaporeans behaviour..KIASU. Ok, that is not the interesting part of the story...the most facinating part of all this IS...there is a new trend in town. And that is when they want to 'alight'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;So when I reached my destination, feeling all tired and stuff i decided to give way to ppl who are leaving first before a make a move..so when i see the last person walking past me, i stood up and make my way to the exits. Then suddenly this old man stood up, i gave way to him, he said thanks and proceed to the exits too. AT the door, he suddenly stopped, so i thought being an old guy, MAYBE he had a hard time walking down the steps. SO with limp bizkit song basting at my eardrums, i cannot hear what's going on ard me. SO when the door started to close, I quickly press the bell and ask the old man to quickly go down. The old man, just stood there. So in my mind I was like cursing and swearing at him for not moving. I managed to squeeze thru 2 old foggies to alight. Dammit, being my size and all, it doesnt stood well with them for me barging thru. When i finally got down, they gave me a hard look and within seconds, they are out of sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heh, idiots...what is that all about man?? Getting off your 'front-door' seats to book your place to alight the next stop? Does that make sense? That is super kiasu man. Worried that they cannot leave the damn bus. FOr crying out loud, you are sitting IN FRONT OF THE DOOR! What are the chances that you cannot leave the bus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;*sigh* Im off...UT tmr..killer module...IT security...i swear if they test me on decoding secrets messages again, a law suit is gonna come flying before they know what hit them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sayounara...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113760239944839291?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113760239944839291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113760239944839291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113760239944839291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113760239944839291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-imagine-this-you-were-going-home.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113734501103228720</id><published>2006-01-16T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:10:11.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;So what is the most disgusting thing you've ever seen after an absolutely 'clean' day...*clue* Donation Box...A Big Fat Donation Box...PLEASE for crying out loud if you're not gonna wear anything underneath, WEAR A LONGER SHIRT!! Now THAT ladies and gentleman is a sight for sore eyes...literally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hectic week last week...things you have to do to seek opportunities..running around catching last trains and buses..geez..and the thing is I have not visited RP's new campus yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Learnt something new from my friend today, Motorola Razr V3 is similar to a bimbo. Why? It looks good but there's nothing inside. Ok nothing is too much, 'some'. Have got to agree with her though, the phone look slick and stuff but the functions are nothing amazing. Can't believe it costs 1000 over bucks a year ago. The smart move is buy it now coz it's like 200++ everywhere..The most disappointing thing when I use this phone is, it's not that it doesn't perform but when I was waiting for the bus a few days ago, saw this bangla guys using the same phone...grrr...no offence man...ahh heck... use if you want to.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;5 Days holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 Days left....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sayounara... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113734501103228720?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113734501103228720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113734501103228720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113734501103228720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113734501103228720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-what-is-most-disgusting-thing-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113707910816519271</id><published>2006-01-12T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:18:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hoho, it has been like what? 11 days since I last blab? I'm getting lazy in this kinda of thing man... But Anyways... what makes me wanna write? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a proud owner of a once priced at about 1000 Singapore Dollars Hp :) !! Can't stop smiling ever since my mom called me out of my room to give me the phone.. and what's the phone? It is the Motorola Razr V3. :) I'm actually now tempted to explore my hp functions but hey...10 minutes without it?! Wadda heck..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok I'm off..! Muahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113707910816519271?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113707910816519271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113707910816519271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113707910816519271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113707910816519271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/hoho-it-has-been-like-what-11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113618639873314123</id><published>2006-01-02T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:21:28.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hoho, 1st of January. Officially. So what is the first thing I did this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Midnight - Watched the countdown on Tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;12.30 - Watching that Blair Witch Project on TV while trying my darn best to win epl on cm3 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.30 - Wins EPL, finds B.W.P too creepy, in a satanic kinda way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.00 - Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;6.00 - wake up and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;6.30 - Bathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;7.30 - Get ready to go Malacca with my dad for a short 1 day outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.00 - Reached Clementi and wait for the bus to bring us to Malacca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.30 - Still at Clementi waiting for the LATE bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.45 - Bus finally came and we're off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.46 - Fall asleep on the bus :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.10 - Reached tuas check point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.30 - Left Malaysian Chek point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.35 - Sleep again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;11.00 - Reached 'Machap' for a quick rest. Had breakfast and off to the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;11.45 - Off to Malacca from 'Machap'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;~Sleep~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.30pm - Reach Mahkota Parade something..haha..walk around for awhile..tried to shop but there's nothing interesting to buy except food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.00 - Mahkota Parade Hotel for buffet lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;5.00 - Finished Lunch and off to Jusco to do more shopping, bought some Cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;7.30 - Off to Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.00 - Stopped at 'Machap' for a break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;10.00 - Off to Singapore second link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;10.45 - AMAZINGLY reached Singapore. The Bus was SPEEDING on a wet surface. Was awake the WHOLE time in case something happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;11.30 - Reached Clementi Mrt Station, alight and took a cab home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;12.00 - HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.00 - Can't sleep, was watching Hitch while playing cm3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.00 - Show Finishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.05 - Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Long day huh? Oh yeah, managed to squeeze some time to browse around some blogs to get some inspiration abt today's entry..So found this cool stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Temperment Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Good Day everyone... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113618639873314123?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113618639873314123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113618639873314123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113618639873314123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113618639873314123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2006/01/hoho-1st-of-january.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113603694885062718</id><published>2005-12-31T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T21:49:08.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Okok, it's finally here folks! New Year....EVE...heheh...aiyah..few more hours to go. It is said that the earth had slowed down. By just a Second. Ok, it is not much but imagine a few more years? Imagine the changes...61 seconds? 3660 seconds makes an hour instead of 3600? It may soon be 25 hours a day, of course provided the End of time isn't around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm, here are 3 things I hope things will change in 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1) Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2) My Grandmother stops talking to the tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3) ME :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why just 3? Initially I was thinking abt 10 but can only reach up to 3..hahah..so heck :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;So yeah, with that, I'll leave ya a Quote to remember by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Every morning is a fresh beginning. Every day is the world made new. Today is a new day. Today is my world made new. I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day. This moment--this day--is as good as any moment in all eternity. I shall make of this day--each moment of this day--a heaven on earth. This is my day of opportunity." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan Custer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;.....of course it only applies only after the stroke of midnight. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113603694885062718?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113603694885062718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113603694885062718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113603694885062718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113603694885062718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/okok-its-finally-here-folks-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113586278964863025</id><published>2005-12-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T21:26:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 more days to new year. Soo not looking forward to it. There are basically a million reasons why I'm not looking forward to it, but just the main ones, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Firstly: Obviously you'll get older ==&gt; ns will be just around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Second: Holidays are OVER ==&gt; School reopens *grumbles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Third: Deadlines ==&gt; project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;*sigh* here we go again...scraping thru the year all over again. 2005 i thot was very fast. Too fast. Just had that feeling that time passes by way too fast in 2005. One minute I was celebrating 050505, the next minute it is already december. Holy cow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;heh...nothing to report...just loving the hols right now...wee! lol... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113586278964863025?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113586278964863025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113586278964863025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113586278964863025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113586278964863025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-more-days-to-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113552076510100465</id><published>2005-12-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T22:26:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Alrighty alrighty, first and foremost...Merry Christmas to everyone and of course Merry New Year..lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Although today's festive season is not for me but I have to admit that Christmas is the holiday to look out for every year. It is like that's where all the party 'emerges'. And and, it is the only festival that happens on the same date and month. Enough said, you get what I'm trying to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though, today's the 'main' event, nothing beats what happend tomorrow, last year. Tsunami. So yeah, the year is not over till the fat lady sings? Let's just hope that nothing bad happens tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Learnt a new quote today, "People who are brave may not last forever but people who are cautious don't last at all." Somewhat true, life is about risking it. Ok I don't mean going bungi Jumping without a rope or skydiving without a parachute but doing something new. Yeah, just something new, that is what it means. People who are willing to try something new are probably the bravest people on earth. It's like would we have fire if the first of people doesn't try? Could we even fly if the Wright Brothers doensn't dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, I'm going nowhere with the para above, so skip it...hee. Just felt the quote is a life quote and it is necessary...yah..soooo....okieee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fall upon this nice poem, why didn't I like find it sooner? Embarassing myself own poems...blahh...enjoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;A warm sensation fills my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart races with every touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The softness of your voice soothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay there hoping the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Will never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Calling out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Praying that you'll never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The sensation so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can no longer feel my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly I fade in and out of reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;In an instant the warm sensation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My soul torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lying there; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;wondering where I went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Calling out for you, only to find there is no answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My mind invaded with thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;So cruel and unrefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The sensation of fear of what's to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly the reality over powering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The lust and fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Leaving me empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Confused on how to think or feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The loneliness I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;So wretched and compelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Betrayal to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Revealing the terrors of my love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113552076510100465?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113552076510100465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113552076510100465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113552076510100465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113552076510100465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/alrighty-alrighty-first-and-foremost.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113500417685037335</id><published>2005-12-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T22:56:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Okok, no more mushy stuff and let's face facts. SHE'S GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Alrighty, funny stuff today, bought a new pair of pants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;before the paying stuff was the trying right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;So now here's the deal, everyone's has heard of waist size right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;We ALL try out pants depending on the waist size, but today at JP, in one of the stores in which I'll not mention,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;depended on the thigh size...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;YES you heard it right..THIGH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I mean WTH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;They have the various waist sizes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;ALL the pants, ok that's a bit exagerating, most pants has the same thigh size in which I can't fit into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;"....$%^&amp;%^&amp;amp;*..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;the aunty has the audacity to say I have a big thigh *grumbles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;but of course being in front of my mum and all, I just laugh it off and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;"...yah, but the strange thing is the pants im wearing now was bought in your shop and to add to it there're still lot's of SPACE..hmmm...is it the fashion now having small thighs?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;and being a great sales woman that she is, she sided with me against this 'small thigh size' they had going on and gladfully promoted another set of pants altogether :) (good move)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Overall, the pants that she promote costs me abt 50 bucks, quite cheap if you ask me based on the design and all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113500417685037335?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113500417685037335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113500417685037335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113500417685037335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113500417685037335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/okok-no-more-mushy-stuff-and-lets-face.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113414312811571451</id><published>2005-12-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:47:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a lady sweet and kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whose face is embedded in my mind; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did see her passing by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet I left her walk on by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her gesture, motion, and her smiles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her wit, her voice, my heart desires, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desire my heart, I don't know why, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet I left her walk on by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her free behaviour, winning looks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will make a salesman look duped ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I touch'd her not, alas! not I, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet I left her walk on by.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113414312811571451?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113414312811571451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113414312811571451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113414312811571451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113414312811571451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/there-was-lady-sweet-and-kind-whose.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113401299928325066</id><published>2005-12-08T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:37:53.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought love was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only true in fairy tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meant for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But not for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love was out to get to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the way it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Disappointment haunted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;nd then I saw her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm a believer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not a trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of doubt in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a believer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't leave her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113401299928325066?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113401299928325066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113401299928325066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113401299928325066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113401299928325066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-thought-love-wasonly-true-in-fairy.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113370893498664926</id><published>2005-12-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:38:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;your smile lights up the bad weather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;your laughter brought up the atmosphere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;looking at you from a distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;makes me wanting to know more about you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;getting all of my attention,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm facinated by your everlasting charm every single moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow it drew me closer and closer to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I swallowed my pride and stepped to your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and to my delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was the most unforgetable smile i've seen all year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;standing there just admiring your smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;brought one fatal error,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the wonderful moment ended when someone called you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;without even saying "hi",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving me staring at your enchanted beauty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we traded secret smiles everytime we crossed each other's path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;not wanting the folks to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we did nothing more than an act of friendliness;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alrighty folks, an attempt at poetry. Hope it makes sense though. It is about an experience...in a holiday trip...recently..&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/15161930-113370893498664926?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113370893498664926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113370893498664926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113370893498664926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113370893498664926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-smile-lights-up-bad-weatheryour.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113343409486761051</id><published>2005-12-01T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T18:48:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;WooHoo!!! It's DECEMBER!!!! Last day of school!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm Just glad it's December already..heheh...hope the string of bad luck has gone away for good. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113343409486761051?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113343409486761051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113343409486761051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113343409486761051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113343409486761051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/12/woohoo-its-december-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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-15161930.post-113310474308701625</id><published>2005-11-27T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T23:19:03.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Back from a long depressing week. It just keeps adding. Loads of shits..yeap..loads of em'..and today...a friend of mine lost his shoe. To be more precise, a nike shoe that costs him $279. Well, it doesn't cost him directly coz it was his b'day present so yeah. So how does all  this related to me? Hmmm, lets just say the shoe was stolen when my friends and I were 'raya-ing'. We were all in the house when the "mis-fortune"  happened. Blardy footware bandits. I feel for you man. Even though I lose only my 2.50 slippers..hee...shit happens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ooh yeah, last week of school this year tmr. Lets see, to clear half of my leave or not? Feel soo tempted. Tuesday and Thursday is a must, so that makes monday and friday....and after that...OFF to desaru!! Woohoo! Holidays! Coming from a "busy" family...we take our chances on any sort of holiday we can find. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Adios..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15161930-113310474308701625?l=trust-you-not.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/feeds/113310474308701625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15161930&amp;postID=113310474308701625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113310474308701625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15161930/posts/default/113310474308701625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trust-you-not.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-long-depressing-week.html' title=''/><author><name>~Rouge Viper~</name><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></feed>
