<?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-7104932</id><updated>2011-08-01T07:32:50.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing, Tasty, Interesting and Bold! Wat else to say? Just good</title><subtitle type='html'>The Blog Of A Undergrad Who Has Too Much Time To Spare, Sharing His Idealogy Abt Life. No Censorship, Juz My Load Of Pure Bullshit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-1713083342415717</id><published>2007-03-25T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:02:14.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry only tears of happiness.</title><content type='html'>Haha, in school library to study Leadership test so i decided to post a blog.... There goes my HD. Well... fuck it la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i was juz reading my friend's blog juz now and she is in a bad mood now... I think she and her bf are on rocky terms now. And NO, i'm not going to take advantage of this situation. Never HAD and never will do such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She posted something on her blog which i tot was fucking funny and i can sense the IRONY of the statement. She complained that her soon to be ex-boyfriend hasn't been picking up his phone and replying to her msg, and when he does, he juz used a soft voice to answer... She say its his execuse to avoid the conversation. then she says " WHY DUN U GUYS EVER SAY U ARE TOO TIRED FOR INTERCOURSE?!" Haha, when i saw that statement, i tot she juz lost it. Since when did u ever see a man not up for sex? haha, get it? UP for sex? WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that i am not interested in kiss and tell stories, but its quite steady of her to admit that they do have sex in her blog? Well i dunno, maybe because she's my friend, thats why i find it wierd, but hey wat to i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next blog.... or at least till i get my broadband. ;P which is never ever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-1713083342415717?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1713083342415717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=1713083342415717&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/1713083342415717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/1713083342415717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2007/03/cry-only-tears-of-happiness.html' title='Cry only tears of happiness.'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-116525239312337213</id><published>2006-12-04T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:13:13.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands of BLOOD!</title><content type='html'>Haha, hi folks. Today is a special events. I decided to post short blogs so that u can enjoy more of me. Wahahha. Enjoy enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives me 2 hands; 1 right hand to help myself and then 1 left hand to help my right hand when it's not strong enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             Bringing sexy back soon till my next blog....&lt;br /&gt;Stay alive and sexy, folks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-116525239312337213?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/116525239312337213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=116525239312337213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/116525239312337213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/116525239312337213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2006/12/hands-of-blood.html' title='Hands of BLOOD!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-115894822979726202</id><published>2006-09-22T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:03:49.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno wat to fucking write...</title><content type='html'>Shit, i also dunno wat to write today. But my friend, Gerald wants to update the blog. He promised to help me update my blogskin if i update it. So here goes nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys know that i try not to write about wat i do in a day to day basis blog. I dun think its very interesting, no offense to those people writing those blogs though. If u dun like wat i say, then dun read it. If u think i'm a piece of trash, guess wat? FUCK U!!! haha, isn't it weird... When u have nothing to say, you juz fuck people around. Anyway, dun mind me... My mind is not functioning right today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i watched "Little Men" at Tampines Mall juz now. Its abt this black criminal dude who has the height of a baby. He stole a diamond and now he dropped it in some one's back to get away. So he dressed up like a baby to try to get it back. As usual, the slapstick humor pours in; from the tits jokes to the toilet humor... Funny how we dun get bored of it. At least i dun... But more on it another day. heehee. till the next blog ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-115894822979726202?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/115894822979726202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=115894822979726202&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/115894822979726202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/115894822979726202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2006/09/dunno-wat-to-fucking-write.html' title='Dunno wat to fucking write...'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-114974528847389945</id><published>2006-06-07T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:41:28.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One reaps what one sows...</title><content type='html'>06/06/2006 --- The remake of the movie, "The Omen" is out today. The day of reckoning by the evil one? Nah, something more evil was brewing, something that a lot of us think is one of the evil tools from the dark lord... It's exam results day, okok, i know, things are not so serious. But go tell it to the other kids in Singapore, i bet a lot of us hate exams. Well, at least i do...  I mean, i do go to school on a regular basis la. I seldom skip class, but i dun do revisions. I can take pressure from exams but it ain't mean that i like that shit one bit. Until today, i still dun understand the need for exams. I mean, i dun think a result to justified my existence to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Okok, i know i know, u muz be thinking now, only people dun do well in exams talk such shit... Hey, i admit it, i dun do well in exams. Not that i am lousy or stupid, juz that i am lazy to study... But that's another matter for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i got my grades. It's not great at all la. But what can i expect. I firmly believe that one reaps wat one sows. N let's say that i have not been the most hardworking guy around. I respect those that play hard n study hard. They dun waste their time at all... For me, i onli know how to play hard. Wahaha. I remember all these years, everything i get my grades, i keep asking for people for their grades, see if anyone did better than me. But the sad reality is that almost everyone does better than me! Then i always tell myself that i muz work harder next semester, but in actual fact, i never do. Sad pathetic loser right... Well, i made up my mind liao, i won't be asking anyone for the grades liao, cos it onli sadden me, not motivated me. At for working hard, my friend, Kerong say:" Don't say it, JUZ DO IT." Ya, i guess talk is cheap, very cheap... So we just have to see how everything works out next sem... God bless n till the next blog... I see you when i see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-114974528847389945?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/114974528847389945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=114974528847389945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/114974528847389945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/114974528847389945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-reaps-what-one-sows.html' title='One reaps what one sows...'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-113998853197617736</id><published>2006-02-14T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:28:51.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day. Version .2006</title><content type='html'>Hi, it’s back to the electronic msg board again. Well folks, this is my first decent blog since last yr. The previous one is not considered cos it doesn’t have much content. Let’s see, today’s date is 14th Feb 2006, my birthday passed by 10 days ago, Valentine Day for couples n Friendship Day for singles. To say that I like today would be an understatement… Cos I fucking DON”T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Well, for a start. I woke up late today n there is a test that accounts for 10% for the final year results. I was supposed to wake up at 7 am to study a bit but yet I work up at 8.30 am. Test starts at 9.30… After a quick wash up, I had a decision to make. Heart says: Take the bus, u will be late la, but still got time for u to write your name n hand up the empty paper.  Brain says: Take taxi, u will reach in time; write your name in the paper, sleep for half hr n then hand up your blank paper. Well, you guys know that Alex is nothing if not for his brains so he took the cab lo. Morning already have to spend $14 plus, who the fuck says that Valentine Day is a day of love?! Cos I am hell as sure that Cupid doesn’t love my wallet. On the way, I managed to rope in Yongsen n another dude. They paid me $4 each even though I just ask for $2 each. So in the end, I only paid $6 plus for the cab. Thanks Guys! Then blar… blar… blar…, test over, went for break then had class then went to town to join DD n Pearl. I got Yongsen to come along too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Quiz time: How u know its Valentine Day?  Ans: When u fucking see almost everyone holding flowers. Everyone was either buying flowers or selling them.  I mean what the heck sia. Singaporean acted like only Valentine Day can buy flowers like that. Then almost everyone buy roses, hello…. THERE ARE MORE THAN 100 TYPES OF FLOWER THAT U CAN BUY IN THE MARKET! Don’t worry; u will never catch me buying flowers on V-day. (P.S read last yr’s Valentine Day Blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It seems to me that the young punks (13-18 yrs old) were getting more daring too. Holding hands, I can accept. Hugging, that I also can accept. But pls la, if u want to make out, please fucking get a hotel. For people reading this blog, Hotel 81 offers room at hourly rates. Cheap n Good. But I like to say that I still dun accept young punks having sex... Yongsen n I had a freaking inspiration; set up a stall selling condom. Sure make money. Wahaha. Then we also witness a funny scene. A gal got pissed off when her bf fight with her over a PARA_PARA arcade game. DD said that she walked off but her bf walked even faster than her. Now u know why I can call them young punks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i know that last year, I whined about not having a girlfriend n stuff like that during V-day but u know what, this yr, I don’t feel that sorry after all. Because I know that everything in this world happens for a reason. I may not have a girl friend yet but I know that I am surrounded by friends. Okok, I know that it’s a lame execuse to console myself  but hey, what the heck, what ever makes me happy la. Anyway, its my blog! MINE! MINE! MINE! ( Rolling on all fours, crying )  “What the world, needs now, is love, sweet love…”  On a last note, I like to wish all my friends that are attached to enjoy the love that that they are having. Give them the share of the love that I dun have. Those that are single, well we still got chance.  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-113998853197617736?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/113998853197617736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=113998853197617736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/113998853197617736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/113998853197617736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentine-day-version-2006.html' title='Valentine Day. Version .2006'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-113778294538189141</id><published>2006-01-20T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:49:05.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Gal named Jenn, I wish u happiness whoever, whenever n wherever u r...</title><content type='html'>I read this gal's blog juz last week,  though i onli read juz a small portion of her blog, it touched me in some ways. I  guess i decided to carry on with my blog becos i was influenced by her. Its a funny thing cos i never bothered to read strangers's blog but when i saw her name at another blog, i juz had to click it to see it. When i saw the profile that she left at her blog, i was surprised that we had some things in common. Of course, i left a msg at her blog, to apologized abt reading her blog but u know wat? Now that i think abt it, i dun feel sorry at all cos if i didn't read her blog, i will never know that there are people with similar feelings n taste as me. It seems like she going though a phase in her life right now. Though i think that she is unlikely to visit my blog, but i like to think that fate allowed me to 'know' her, even for juz a bit. One of the things we have in common is this song by the New Radicals titled "Someday, We'll Know" . I first heard it in 2001 and it has stuck in my head ever since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday, We'll Know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 miles outside chicago&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop driving, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;So many questions, I need an answer&lt;br /&gt;Two years later you're still on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Emelia Earhart?&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the stars up in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Is true love once in a lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;Did the captain of the titanic cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody know the way to Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;Or what the wind says when she cries&lt;br /&gt;I'm speeding by the place that I met you, for the 97th time tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know that I was the one for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;I watched the stars crash in the seaI&lt;br /&gt;f I could ask god just one question...&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you here with me, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know that I was the One for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is for u, Jenn. : ) Btw, my name is Alex. If one day u meet an Alex, ask him if he has a blog, cos he could turn out to be me. I will ask around if i meet another Jenn. If fate permits, i hope to meet u one day.  Take care of urself cos onli someday, we'll know...if we will ever meet. I wish u the best in life.   Till the next blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-113778294538189141?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/113778294538189141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=113778294538189141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/113778294538189141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/113778294538189141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-gal-named-jenn-i-wish-u-happiness.html' title='For a Gal named Jenn, I wish u happiness whoever, whenever n wherever u r...'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111911990686012698</id><published>2005-06-19T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:38:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School Songs- Juz the way i like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Hihi, hello small world. I am back again... Been busy with some stuff, k wat the hell.... I been very lazy to blog la. Haha, well today i juz want to share this song that i love a lot, its very old school. i think this song at least got 15 yrs old. I love this song cos it reflects how i feel since a few years ago. Enjoy...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Artist: Foreigner&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Very Best Of Foreigner&lt;br /&gt;Title:  Waiting For Girl Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So long, I've been looking too hard, I've been waiting too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes I don't know what I will find, I only know it's a matter of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you love someone, when you love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It feels so right, so warm and true, I need to know if you feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe I'm wrong, won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This heart of mine has been hurt before, this time I wanna be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you, your loving will survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're so good, when we make love it's understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's more than a touch or a word can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://servedby.advertising.com/click/site=0000031999/mnum=0000273058/genr=1/tkdt=B0P0R1T0/cstr=19813897=_42b466d9,3759612266,31999^273058_/bnum=19813897" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://servedby.advertising.com/click/site=31999/bnum=19813897" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Only in dreams could it be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you love someone, yeah, really love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now I know it's right, from the moment I wake up till deep in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There's nowhere on earth that I'd rather be than holding you tenderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you, your loving will survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting, waiting for you, ooh, I've been waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(I've been waiting for a girl like you, I've been waiting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Won't you come into my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sometimes play it on Class 95 at night. I swear to u that this song is a classic. ENJOY!!! N rock on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111911990686012698?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111911990686012698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111911990686012698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111911990686012698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111911990686012698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/06/old-school-songs-juz-way-i-like-it.html' title='Old School Songs- Juz the way i like it'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111557691706098153</id><published>2005-05-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T11:28:37.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racists my Ass!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is what day? Mother’s day in case u are not born from this world. As usual, we have our annual seafood dinner but this year slightly different cos we had a birthday cake too. A birthday cake cos my bro-in-law birthday is tomorrow. K, that’s my update in life… so let’s get down to business… I should get back to topics that u boys n gals out there like to read abt, which is of course my view of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, there is quite a big news abt this PSC scholar who wrote in his blog that “it’s makes his skin crawl to see a different race holding a Chinese gal’s hand” or at least something like that cos I cannot remember the details. After that article, he was whacked up, down, left, right n center. (Up, down, left, right, a, b, select, start…. 30 lives…. Heehee) People were all saying that he was racist, should remove his scholarship n that he was insensitive to Singapore’s multi-racial nation. Then one day later, he had to issue a letter of remorse, PSC board had to issue a letter of warning n crap…. U know wat I think? I think its juz fucking bullshit lo. Some facts I like to state first….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He wrote this comment in his private blog, so the one that let the cat out of the bag is  obviously out to sabo him lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He’s juz a scholar lo, he juz smarter in terms of I .Q, not E.Q, so juz becos he say something not politically correct doesn’t mean we should juz shoot him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe he was juz stressed, maybe some other dude from another race snatched his gf, so he juz very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Maybe the Chinese gal snatched his bf, so he was fucking pissed with the gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who are we to judge him? He maybe racist but he never killed a person from another race, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lastly. I agreed with his views…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, before u shoot me down like wat the rest of Singapore did, pls consider the following facts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not really racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My best friend in primary school was a malay dude. Azril Anwar Alias (hopefully, I got his name correct…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I loved hanging out with malays, Check it out from my Scondary n JC classmates. ( shout outs to my pals, Hafiz n Razif n Siti.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 4 million people in Singapore won’t become racists juz becos of my views. Unless they already racist liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fuck u if u r a Chinese! Opps, I mean fuck u if u are are some other race other than Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I dun mind a Japanese / Korean Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After u consider the facts above, u will know wat type of person I am. I discuss this topic with my friends n also a taxi-driver whom was sending me home. The fare was $11.20….  yellow cab, 3044, nice cab driver. Anyway we had a good chat n he praised me on my sexy beard…. Heehee, who else but me? More on my beard another day, I shall cut straight to the conversation on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: U heard abt the scholar n his racist remarks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab driver: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wats ur view on it? Do u think he is racist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: Actually, I agree with him but it really depends on situations…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wat u mean? I catch no ball. But I think that other people shouldn’t shoot this&lt;br /&gt;        Poor scholar down lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: Wat I mean is from our men’s point of view, of course we dun feel shiok that men from other races is holding our Chinese gals’s hand n fucking them wat. Its natural wat. Juz like a lion dun like to see a tiger fucking a lioness right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I totally agree. U hit the nail on the spot. That’s how I feel too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: But of course when we see Chinese men holding females from another races, we feel respect for them cos they get to “try” other races, correct or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: haha, true true, I also dun mind trying chio gals from other race too. ( we laugh together.) But too bad I so shy, I never have gf before. Never even try Chinese food, dun even have to think of trying other types of flavours liao. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: U sure u dun have gf before. U Look not bad wat, juz big size a bit. But ur beard is so special, never see Chinese guy like u before…..( Save for another blog )&lt;br /&gt;But likewise, other race also feel the same wat. Juz that they not as stupid to say it out like the scholar. Study so much, never use brain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  True, true. We men, see it as a degeneration of our pure breed, but dun forget those mixed blood guys n gals a lot damn nice sia. Malay n Chinese mixed, American n Japanese mixed, also got ¼ Chinese, ¼ French, ¼ Indian n ¼ dutch. That type damn power. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: Like I say wat, it depends on situation. But end of the day, we should juz relax n dun worry so much. Singaporeans are not really racists liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uncle, turn left. K, reach liao. Thanks for the nice chat. Hope to sit ur cab another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.D: That will be $11.20. yeah I like chatting with u. Ur hokkien not too bad for A’ level student. Hope to see u with a new beard style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha, sure sure. Bye Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above is true. Too bad I dunno how to spell hokkien words cos I had a veri nice chat with the cab driver. He really knows his stuff… It makes sense right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I mean whoever say that he/she dun mind their relatives having life partners of other races, either they have not face such situations before or they juz say it for the sake of saying it. Anyway, even if they do have relatives who marry other races, SO WAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Its doesn’t mean we should follow them. We all entitled to our own views so Fuck U if u dun agree with me… Even if u Agree with me, Fuck u too…. No mind of ur own… Heehee. Juz kidding…  So till the next blog….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S                 pls leave ur name behind when u put ur comments so I can know who is reading my blog. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111557691706098153?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111557691706098153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111557691706098153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111557691706098153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111557691706098153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/05/racists-my-ass.html' title='Racists my Ass!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111375210237226865</id><published>2005-04-17T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T08:35:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casino... Bet on it being part of Singapore soon</title><content type='html'>K, the great topic for the Singapore government for this few months are on the casino issue. A lot of boo-has has been made; Channel New Asia Channel had Diana Ser go to Macau to interview people there, ask them abt life n how the casino industry has affected their living. Channel U set up forums n got people out there to talk abt their views. They even got doctors n professors from uni to give their two cents worth on this issue. Even the Straits Times have printed endless letters on this casino topic. It seems like everyone in Singapore have something in mind including mw… My views? Just FUCK it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   The gambling business has always bought in a lot of revenues for countries that are willing to legalize them. Look at our own Singapore pools, even Jack Neo says it right when he say that they are the biggest gambling organization. Singapore POOL-IES!!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has always been human nature to want something without actually working for it. I am for one, a wonderful example to this case. I love gambling to bits; I always queue up at Singapore pools outlets that seem to be everywhere nowadays to buy my ToTo Tickets. I mean I know why Singaporeans love to gamble so much. U take a trip down to Shenton Way and also Raffles City during lunchtime and u can see how many people are actually working their butts off. Dressed up in their power suits, looking clean-shaven n smelling nice, they look like a million bucks. But at the end of the day, most of them just earn peanuts. Life in Singapore is fast paced n super tough, I mean, look at 20 yrs ago, 1985 then only a handful of people are Degree holders, people like them earn a lot for their time. My dad, though only an O’ level holder was still able to make a decent living. Fast forward to 2005, almost 50% of the populations under the age of 30 are degree holders; some already got their doctorates n MBAs. Degree holders have an average pay of $1600 n above. I mean, we wasted so many years to study just to earn this tiny piece of shit?! What the fuck right? So we all dream of striking it rich n so we go buy our 4Ds n TOTOs, hoping that on draw day, we are the lucky ones. N who else profits from this? Of course it’s the bookies. Luckily the government controls ours so the money is most likely pumped back to the society though many ways. (Singapore’s government is 1 of the highest paid. ex PM Goh was paid an estimated wage of 50 grand per month. Take note that George Bush, the “most powerful” man in the world is only taking back US 100 grand per year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         SO….  At end of the day, my guess is that the casino decision is going to be a YES! I mean, isn’t it obvious to u pea-brains out there? For so many years, the government never say they want to incorporate a casino in our billion-dollar tourist industry n yet now, they are thinking of it? I bet (no puns intended) they thought of it long ago, just that they knew Singaporeans couldn’t handle the fact that this is going to be a reality so they shelved the plans. But after the Sars episode in late 2003, after our economy has been hay wired, jobs are being out sourced to other cheaper countries like Thailand n China. And also the sorry fact that tourists ain’t coming to Singapore in numbers like they used to, our government knew that to plug this loss of outflow of money, a casino will be the solution. But how were they going to convince the public that a casino is good for us? Well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I have to admit it, our government isn’t any dumb ass, and so they decided to throw the problem to us instead. They simply announced our problem: “ Singapore is losing lots of tourists revenue to other countries in Asia cos we ain’t dun have any Casino” Solution: “Build One ourselves, But what abt the social issues? ” So that why everyone is talking abt this issue. The government gave us 1 whole year to express our feelings, let our thoughts come out. Extensive media coverage to show that they really care abt this issue more than anyone else but u know what? I think its all BULLSHIT! They are giving us a false impression of empowerment; like wat ever we say will make a fucking differences. Cos at end of the day, THE CASINO IS HERE TO STAY!!!!  And u know wat? I juz want the government to bring it on, cos come opening day of the casino, I am going to find a seat to rest my big fat ass on and take on the house. Gambling my money away cos like they always say “No risk no gain”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Anyway to gamble or not is our own choice, dun blame the government for providing the temptations. If u really want to gamble, even if the casino is in genting highlands also people will take bus there to gamble. So hopefully Singaporeans will grow up n learn to live in this changing environment. Dun expect the government to treat us like babies, ALL U PIECES OF SHIT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all folks for today… till the next blog….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S   if the government decides not to build the casino like wat I have bet on, drop me a sms or msg, I buy u a drink. Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111375210237226865?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111375210237226865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111375210237226865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111375210237226865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111375210237226865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/04/casino-bet-on-it-being-part-of.html' title='Casino... Bet on it being part of Singapore soon'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111314572772101973</id><published>2005-04-12T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:46:44.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another me.</title><content type='html'>U know sometimes in life when u juz feel like u suck? Well, this past few days i feel like that... Juz like crap, i guess i alway am like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to know u have a sucky day ahead... time for my top 10 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When u wake up in the morning, u realised that u are late for work/ school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When u reach the bus stop to take the bus, u realised that u left ur wallet at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. After u hopped into the cab after waiting so long for the bus, the bus comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That u lost all ur money on soccer bets the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  You went to school/work and u realised u bought the wrong set of notes/ project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  U left house, feeling happy n good abt the day, reached work/school on time, on the way,&lt;br /&gt;      gals look at u and giggled, then u realised u forgot to zip ur fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  When u have a bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  As u are eating or talking, u bite ur own tongue. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The soup or curry that u enjoyed so much ends up on ur shirt/ dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When u wake up from a night of great sex, u realised a transexxual is sleeping next to u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111314572772101973?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111314572772101973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111314572772101973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111314572772101973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111314572772101973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-day-another-me.html' title='Another day, another me.'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111193961206536617</id><published>2005-03-26T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T08:06:52.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicholas's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey there, I decided to post another blog today at the request of my friend, Meifang. I guess I am going to stop writing soon… Getting very sick of typing, no one read my ideology anyway. Today on the 26th march 2005 is a special day for me, today is the day I got myself a galfriend! How do I  even start? I met her at Starbucks, she sitting there alone n when our eyes met, I guess I juz had to walk over n say hi… K la, juz fucking around with u guys, how can it be possible for me? Though I hope it will happen one day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Today is my nephew, Nicholas’s 1st birthday… I woke up early to make preparations for his party under our house’s function room. I had to blow up balloons, almost 50 on my own. After the blowing session, I swear to god my lips taste of rubber n my lungs capacity went up by 50%. ( Now, u know how I can talk non-stop without stopping for air. ) As I was blowing up balloons, it reminded me of the primary school bookshop which I studied in. They sold balloons at 10 cents each. Once in a while, I will buy one n blow. Thinking back, it was juz cheap thrills… Still remembered those days when my ambition was to own a bookshop cos I was crazy abt collecting stationeries.  Haha. Notice all these simple things in life will bring back happy memories of the younger days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               At 10.30am, the caterer came n place the buffet. My sis ordered for 25 people n I have to admit that the food looks good. Though I was worried that there was not enough to go around, I was prepared to eat elsewhere… By 12, all the guests arrived, consisting of my sis’s friends n our relatives. The adults were chatting as usual, the kids was swimming at the pool n I was there to make sure that everything runs smoothly. I am not bad with parties k, I think I will get 1st class honours for Party admin n management. My uncles n aunties was thinking of upgrading their houses n they saw that the condo we live in was not bad at all, afterall, condo prices are now at a all time low, so I guess it was a good idea afterall. The prospects of us living together sounds good cos ever since my Grand pa’s death this year, I juz felt that as family, we should stick together. And wat better way to do that than to stay near each other… I hope they do consider, but of course I can also borrow their cars when they not using it la. See, we can save money if we car pool properly. Am I smart or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              The party was disrupted at 3pm cos our usage of the function room was over n it was someone’s else turn, but of course wat we do was juz shifted upwards to our house. By then, onli the relatives were left. Everyone enjoyed the aircon n we had to feed Nicholas medicine cos he was still sick for the past few days. Looking at him, I realized that life is so beautiful n so worthwhile living, it’s just so innocent n sweet. I wish I can see his world though his eyes even for juz one day. When u loved everyone n everyone loved u back. Every morning he would crawl to my room n ‘disturb’ me till I wake up. I dun know why but I loved kids since I was young. Maybe it’s becos I always wanted a younger bro, but my mum didn’t make one for me. Or maybe I juz love the innocence of a kid…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Next time, if I do get married, I want to have 3 kids provided I can afford it. So my future gf muz have a nice butt so she can have an easier delivery. Haha, juz like going to supermarket to buy meat sia, like to choose which one more tender. So till the next blog…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111193961206536617?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111193961206536617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111193961206536617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111193961206536617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111193961206536617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/03/nicholass-birthday.html' title='Nicholas&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-111031592705054251</id><published>2005-03-09T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:05:27.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Out with My God Mom</title><content type='html'>Today I went out with my God mother to Plaza Singapura… We had lunch at  ThaiExpress. I had a BBQ seafood platter served with white rice ( $12.90) , a Chiang Mai Salad ( $ 8.90 ) n a Fresh Prawn roll ( $ 4.90 ), while my God ma had a BBQ chicken seved with white rice ( $ 12.90 ) n shared the salad with me. As this is my first time eating there, I did not know wat is good but after the meal, I will definitely Not miss the Fresh Prawn roll, cos its crap… The rest was ok but at that price, I rather eat in hawker center. But I supposed if u are going out on a date, it’s a small price to pay… But don’t bet on me spending this type of money soon. My god ma is a funny old lady, cautions maybe but also very nice. She helped me when I was in trouble n she always defend me in front of my dad, Thanks a lot , Aunty Kat. Now, she very concerned abt wat type of gal friend I will have n being a funny lady she is, she got me a poem that goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FUTURE WIFE&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Girls are many and easy to find&lt;br /&gt;For my wife, I’ll choose the right one&lt;br /&gt;Faithful and true, first of all&lt;br /&gt;And at least be over 5 feet tall&lt;br /&gt;Good looking and shapely if possible&lt;br /&gt;She must be at least a bit sociable&lt;br /&gt;A good cook will suit me well&lt;br /&gt;Not too many boyfriends to tell&lt;br /&gt;Her company should not bore&lt;br /&gt;Jovial, happy and kind above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic and a bit childish&lt;br /&gt;Should not be a passionist&lt;br /&gt;Tidy and neat in personality&lt;br /&gt;Able to house-keep the home wisely&lt;br /&gt;Not the type who squander money&lt;br /&gt;On fashions that suit her fancy&lt;br /&gt;Dependable with some initative&lt;br /&gt;Help me out in time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a playgirl or a flirt&lt;br /&gt;Not a girl that is like dirt&lt;br /&gt;A nagging wife will be a poor choice&lt;br /&gt;She only plagues me with noise&lt;br /&gt;A good mother she must be&lt;br /&gt;To love her children and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be my partner for life&lt;br /&gt;A joy to me as a capable wife&lt;br /&gt;Remaining time for better or worse&lt;br /&gt;Till death separates us first&lt;br /&gt;Surely not the type who swears and fights&lt;br /&gt;That is not, the type of partner I like&lt;br /&gt;To say I am still a bachelor I am not shy&lt;br /&gt;Those who think they qualify- PLEASE APPLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Interesting right? When I read it, I juz knew that  I have to add it in my blog. So please think hard n decided if any gals out there want to apply, Till the next blog…….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-111031592705054251?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/111031592705054251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=111031592705054251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111031592705054251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/111031592705054251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-day-out-with-my-god-mom.html' title='My Day Out with My God Mom'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110978089295469374</id><published>2005-03-02T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T08:28:12.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.I.M</title><content type='html'>Guess wat? I juz went S.I.M recently to see how is the campus n i have to admit, it was not bad at all. I mean, when i reach Dover MRT station n went to the bus stop to take bus 74, there were already a few chio gals there. Got 1 look like jap sia, n she was looking at me... WEEHAA! Eat ur hearts out GALS! Of course being a green horn to the school, i had earlier on arranged to meet my childhood pal, Meifang aka Pink Bear Bear. She took me to the canteen for lunch, the meal was not too bad... But i was damn sian when i saw 2 of my j.c classmates. I can't be bothered with them sia, i suppose i dun like most of my classmates in j.c and i bet the feeling is same between us. I dun dare say i damn happening but at least i dun act like a poser. Well back to the important topic, i see that S.I.M is not too big  but it looks veri power. I mean juz staying there for 2 hours i see so many friends.... Still making my mind up sia, life sucks when i am still in the cross road...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110978089295469374?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110978089295469374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110978089295469374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110978089295469374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110978089295469374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/03/sim.html' title='S.I.M'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110840517829871249</id><published>2005-03-01T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T10:54:24.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day? HA! If U are my gal, Everyday is Valentine Day!!!</title><content type='html'>K, i guess u all know wat day izzit today... 14th Feb, of course It's HAVE SEX day!!! Opps... wat i meant is VALENTINE day. How i spend it? that muz be the silliest question u got to ask the Charming Wei Ming... Of course i spend like 2 third of my time rejecting gals that wanted to date me n the last 1 third to accept the gifts that they were showering me with until this fucked up customer woke me up from my dream. FUCK U! U know who u are, ASSHOLES!! Actually today is a sad day for me cos as all my loyal subjects know, I am SINGLE! God Damn it. But guess wat? As a treat today, i will spare u my sad loser story. " Can u hear the world celebrating? This muz be their happiest day since the tsunami disaster. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know wat i hate abt today? Its not because all the couples are out in full force but because they act like onli today they can buy flowers for their loved ones. If i have a galfriend, i would give her flowers whenever n wherever i want. Onli suckers n i repeat ONLY SUCKERS buy flowers today! I belong to the old-fashioned lovers when it comes to physical approach cos i feel pai seh to kiss kiss n hug hug in the public but when we are alone... HAHAHA I leave that to ur own imagination. But when it comes to making gals happy, all the boys out there can learn a thing or two from me. I do these things without costing myself a fortune. I find that for gals; even the simplest thing like writing a post-it note, calling them on the phone, sending them home, cooking a meal for them also they will be happy. Only BITCHES requests for Prada, LV, Fendi n stuff. If a gal really like u, buying her a cheap tee shirt she will also love it. Well, more on that another day. SMS me if u need tips on making gals happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work quite fun cos i spent the whole day writing Valentine day card to all the young gals working at Isetan. Feel like a loser sometimes but i guess i have nothing better to do. I made 3 cds to give to a few special gals today. Why? Cos i think they have similar taste in music as ur truely. I given them to 2 gals namely Charlene n Denise. I find them to be special in their own ways. But dun mistaken, they both are taken liao. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I truely believe that Guys n Gals can have true friendships between them&lt;/span&gt;. Love is not only between gf n bf but also can apply to friends but if love blossomed, i also dun mind. Hahaha. At end of the day, I hope all my friends can be happy. This way, even if i not happy i can still depend on them. So Before i end my blog, i hope all my friends can have ever-lasting bliss with their partners. Happy Valentine day, gang! Till the next blog.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110840517829871249?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110840517829871249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110840517829871249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110840517829871249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110840517829871249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/03/valentine-day-ha-if-u-are-my-gal.html' title='Valentine Day? HA! If U are my gal, Everyday is Valentine Day!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110736708180735779</id><published>2005-02-11T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T09:14:00.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ah Gong aka Mr LIM ENG KIAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hi folks, i back today for another boring topic. Remember that i spoke abt death juz 2 or 3 months back? Well, death has knocked at my door n took my grandfather... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                     More abt my grandfather, Mr Lim Eng Kiat, aged 82. He is one of the most active man in the world, even at his age he still make his way to work every week day. Without fail, he would wake up at 5 plus, do his stretching exercises n go off to work. Why does he go to work? Well, its not that my uncles n aunties dun give him money but juz that he doesn't like to stay at home. I guess if ur wife is like my grandma, no one would also want to stay at home. haha.... He declared to us " I want to work till i die" well, he did literally go on to do so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                     Between 12 to 15 jan this year, i got a call from my uncle, asking me to visit grandpa at Changi General Hospital, i was told that he was ill. Of course i went down to take a look... When i reached the hospital, i saw his frail old body lying on the hospital bed. He was wearing an oxygen mask, tied to a urine bag. Doctors comfirmed he suffered from a stroke. His left side of the body was affected, my relatives still joked that me, being a medic should stay behind to look after him. I mean, not that everyone was rude to Ah Gong, juz that everyone believed that Ah Gong will recover. We all know him as a tough old bugger of little words. He didn't talk much, i always remember him asking me to study hard. He juz talk the talk n walk the walk. I respected him a lot cos he bought up 7 kids which are my 4 uncles, 2 aunties and my dad up. He toiled all his life n yet i never hear him grumple once...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                     Well, i guess life's a bitch sometimes, n anyway we all have to die one day, i guess it was juz his time. AH GONG, HAVE A GOOD JOURNEY. I SEE YOU WHEN I GET THERE. LOVE N RESPECT COS U WILL STAY IN ALL OUR HEART FOREVER.&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/7104932-110736708180735779?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110736708180735779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110736708180735779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110736708180735779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110736708180735779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-ah-gong-aka-mr-lim-eng-kiat.html' title='My Ah Gong aka Mr LIM ENG KIAT'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110702189295490023</id><published>2005-01-03T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T10:04:52.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 n Ticking</title><content type='html'>           Hi there, loyal readers, i am back for another issue of ur funny n mind blowing edition of ALEX LIM WEI MING'S Blog!!! Start cheering folks.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           First of all, i like to say HELLO 2005 and FUCK OFF 2004!!! I dun know abt u but 2004 has been a lousy year for me, i had a lot of sad problems, blar blar blar. Let's fuck that shit n fast forward to the good stuff. I found my primary school pals, happy that everyone is doing well n grown up a bit. Then comes 2005, wat's ur resolution for this year? ME? Of course i have i a few n here goes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        1. Be a better son to my parents &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;        2. Be a better friend to my friends. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;        3. Be a good student since i am starting school soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        4. Stop gambling... so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        5. Be more punctual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        6. Lose weight till i am 70kg and keep it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        7. Dun talk too much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        8. Make sure i keep my promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        9. Try to get 1 galfriend as i never had 1 before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           So guys stay cool like me but dun try to be me cos there is only 1 of me in this world, till the next blog........   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110702189295490023?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110702189295490023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110702189295490023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110702189295490023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110702189295490023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2005/01/2005-n-ticking.html' title='2005 n Ticking'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110174690120863566</id><published>2004-11-30T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T08:48:21.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE song ALeRT!!!</title><content type='html'>I first listen to this song in primary school. "Take That" was their name n they were one of the best boy bands ever. They sound sappy at times but hey man, even the strongest man will shed tears. Wat more, a softie like me. Check out the MTV n  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now it's time for me to throw up&lt;br /&gt;I feel it's time&lt;br /&gt;Got a picture of you beside me&lt;br /&gt;Got your lipstick Mark still on your coffee cup,&lt;br /&gt;Wash it off&lt;br /&gt;Got a fist of pure emotion&lt;br /&gt;Got a head of shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I just want you back for good&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it&lt;br /&gt;You'll be right and understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware but underlined I figured out the story&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good&lt;br /&gt;And in the corner of a mind I celebrated glory&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't to be&lt;br /&gt;In the twist of separation you excelled at being free&lt;br /&gt;Can't you find a little room inside for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be together, this time is forever&lt;br /&gt;So complete in our love&lt;br /&gt;We will never be uncovered again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110174690120863566?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110174690120863566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110174690120863566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110174690120863566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110174690120863566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-song-alert.html' title='LOVE song ALeRT!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110097032416783766</id><published>2004-11-20T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T09:05:24.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KURT ANGLE!!!!</title><content type='html'>         A lot of people ask me; "Why do u like Kurt Angle so much?" Well for the population of people who never watch television. HE is juz one heck of a wrestler. Sure it maybe all acting but not anyone can do it so well. He makes his character so assholic that u juz love hating him. Wahahaha I hope to be like him, at least he is not dull, unlike some friends i have. Guess i gtg... Till the next blog then.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110097032416783766?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110097032416783766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110097032416783766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110097032416783766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110097032416783766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/11/kurt-angle.html' title='KURT ANGLE!!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-110019608097956810</id><published>2004-11-12T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T10:01:21.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life n death... maybe juz death</title><content type='html'>              Today, i decided to look into something closer to my heart, more of a fear actually..... &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               Death is a veri scary thing... When i was a small kid at 8, i remember realising that one day, my parents will have to die n i was sad like shit. I cannot imagine wat life would be without my parents then, n till now i also cannot imagine it. I was praying that my parents will live till 100 yrs old, so i can die together with them. That was a crazy thought as a kid but now that i am much older ( not as mature though ), i know that my parents would onli want me to live a better life when they die than for me to lead a sorrowful life. I guess death is not a scary thing afterall. It's the beforemath n aftermath of death that is really scary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Why do i say that? Becos dying can take many forms, in terms of sickness, accidents, sorrow or even murder... In fact i can think of many ways to die, but pls do not follow any one of them. * One of the ways to die is for someone to stab u to death with a knife, after 20 stabs i can ensure that u are most likely dead. But u know wats worse? Getting stabbed to death by satay sticks, i think u need a few hundred pokes before u will die. wahahah! Sick right? well not too bad lah considering i haven got to the toothpicks. Gross right? ) I think one of the worse ways to die is by sickness, namely cancer, aids n etc. The pain we have to go though would be crazy, n god knows how much money we have to spend n how long we got to suffer till we finally die. I for one, hope to die in my sleep. Peacefully, i can leave this world n hopefully i can go to somewhere better in my afterlife. I suppose everyone would prefer my way of dying; painless n stress-free to my children... Thats the way to go, no puns intented ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Now i will get to the aftermath of our death, u see when we  die, it's onli the end for us. But can u imagine how people that know, love n care for us feel? Terrible would be an understatement.... Death is juz a like a piece of rock dropping into a pool of water, it will cause many ripples at impact point. Lives will never be the same for those that have direct connections to it. If u have enemies, then they will be damn happy lah but if u have loved ones, they will damn sad. Time may lessen the pain but it will never take it away.... I dun know when i will die but i hope that i can be like a candle, that i will burn brightly n bring warmth to everyone's heart before i go. And i hope they will remember me for all the good times we had together n not when my death anniversery is. I hope my children will climb the highest mountain n throw my ashes down towards earth as i can finally be one with mother earth again. So dear friends, enjoy my accompany as much as i enjoy urs becos i won't know when it will be my last day on earth. So keep breathing n kicking till my next blog..........  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-110019608097956810?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/110019608097956810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=110019608097956810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110019608097956810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/110019608097956810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-n-death-maybe-juz-death.html' title='Life n death... maybe juz death'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-109881042852307811</id><published>2004-10-27T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T10:07:08.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break</title><content type='html'>                Hi... These few days i have been feeling quite ill. My head feels like it swelling (I know its veri big liao), my body aches like mad (i assume thats due to lack of exercises) n my left eye is jumping (I think i look at too many gals at my work place liao). k, i believe that doing retail line is taking a toll at my physical n social health. Ever since i work for Casio as a promoter for their digital camera, i have not been able to meet my friends more regularly. Granted i am a loner n do not have much friends but i do have a bunch of close pals. I do not have weekends off n also i work 6 days week. Damn! N the low pay really wraps things up for me. I swear to god that i will go back to study sia. I do not foresee myself working this job for long as i have high ambitions. Now, i juz need to get my fat lazy ass down to work on those dreams...  &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;         Sometimes i dun understand why i write this blog in the first place. Onli 2 or 3 of my friends read it n i also dun updated it often. Shit balls. I want to thanks Mei fang for reading my blog n saying thats it interesting. (Though i know thats it good but when someone praises ur work, of course u feel happy... Wahaha) U know they always say that laughter is the best medicine right? Well, if u meet some of primary school friends u will think twice again. Cos u will die of laughter. I dun know if i said it before but to be able to find all my friends is the happiest thing that happen to me last yr. I love them so much that i was willing to transfer from my new school juz to return back to Bedok primary school. I have vivid memories of my primary school friends even after so many yrs but yet i dun remember much abt my days at Victoria School N SRJC. I guess you can say that i am living in the past but i got past that phrase liao. &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;           Nowadays i feel damn tired, juggling 2 jobs is no piece of cake. Damn, sometimes i wish i was in national services forever. Free food, lodging n also got money... I guess i am a free loader, wahahah.     Yesterday after i finish work at Madam Wong n was going home on the private transport, a cat appeared in front of the bus, it saw us n then it dash across the road. As we watched in horror, it got hit by a car. As i see it lifeless body on the floor, i was filled with sadness but i also learn something: Cats are quite dumb compared to dogs. But when i reach my home, i saw a cat that looked veri similar to the dead cat jumping out of the bush. Deja vu sia, felt creepie... Well till the next blog.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-109881042852307811?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/109881042852307811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=109881042852307811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109881042852307811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109881042852307811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-109786632838488188</id><published>2004-10-16T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:52:08.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH Blah blah</title><content type='html'>Frankly, i dun really know how to start my blog today.... Granted no one really read my blog but i feel happy there is somewhere in cyper-space for me to air my crazy tots n that someone famous will read it and take notice. DONALD TRUMP! U better be reading this! Aniwae, i am concern abt society as a whole. I may not be some youth leaders or even a super good citizen of Singapore but at least i fall into the group of Singaporeans who N.A.T.O ( No Actions Talk Onli ). Many things are happening in this world today n it seems like nothing good is coming out of all these events. Semtember 11th, Sars n chicken flu juz to name a few examples. Are we going to die? I think it will take place sooner than expected. Have u done ur good deeds? Becos u never know when u got to go... And i am damn sure i wouldn't want to go to hell... Wahahaha "God, give me strength!" Quoted by Arnie from the movie " End of Days " I suppose humans onli beg god when they need help, or else we would juz get along with our life. When something take place, u see people start going to church. Wat u think? God make magic n everything juz disappear?! I hope we will reflect on this n pray regularly. Faith is important, its a belief that can help us when in need. I may not pray to any god but i believe there is a higher being up there that listens to our problems n gives us answers to our problems. But if u also dun believe in that, then i also cannot help u. thats all till the next blog that i also dun know when will come out. God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-109786632838488188?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/109786632838488188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=109786632838488188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109786632838488188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109786632838488188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/10/blah-blah-blah.html' title='BLAH Blah blah'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-109534833514329416</id><published>2004-09-16T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T08:25:35.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>            &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello to the blogging world, ur master is back&lt;/span&gt;. ME!!! My pal, Leo, ask why i didn't blog for so long. But i guess i was busy. I am now in the working world, i have to earn my own keeps n try to save up for raining dayz... But 1 thing for sure, when i go back to school next year, i am going to enjoy every moment of it.... WAT am i going to study? that my friends, is still a mystery. But wat i will say is that i will blow myself away... After working for 4 months, i realised that working is boring shit but i guess we all need to earn a living. Currently i working full time at Casio selling digital cameras but i also work part time at an interesting place. I always like to study and observr people so i find my second job quite fun becos i can observe society from another point of view. Chinese have a saying " The same type of rain grain feeds a hundred type of people"  n i have to agree with this saying. I find that there are super many types of people in this world n lets say that i dun like 70% of them. Hell, even i find myself disgusting... Sure sure at the same timei feell that i'm still better than a lot of people, but thats not the point here!!! Focus! FOCUS! Nowadays, i feel like i am losing my sanity. My friends and fellow colleagues laughs at my looks n say i look like a prevert, look childish n have too much hair. However, despite my inferior complex on my physical appearences, I find that i have a caring and out-going personality. Maybe more on the kapo side but hey, at least i mean well. My friends know that i do not have any experiences with gals but i can ensure u i know wat women wants... Sorry abt this but i hope Leo n Aaron will heed my advices or else..... I seen n heard too many sad stories abt love that i myself worry abt committing myself to a gal one day. But hey, i guess its better to learn n fail instead of being like me, a non- mover.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               REMEMBER PEOPLE OF THE WORLD------------ When u meet n get attracted to the opposite sex, pls refrain from saying that u love them and all those crap. Cos there is no sure thing as love after a few meetings. U onli love each other if u take the plunge n get married. Thats a committment of LOVE to ur partner.                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day by ur truely......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;" If love is blind, why is there love at first sight? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thought of the day by moi......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Man give love to woman because of sex while woman give sex because of love "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to blog more often soon but hey if u miss me, give me a buzz or ask me out for coffee, cos i dun mind a couple of free drinks. Best if food is included. N if anyone got nice sweets gals to intro me, pls help me as i feel veri lonely inside... WAhahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-109534833514329416?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/109534833514329416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=109534833514329416&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109534833514329416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109534833514329416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/09/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-109107451925522039</id><published>2004-07-29T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T21:15:19.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids / Adults any differents?</title><content type='html'>            Hello time for a another blog by me?! I have things to talk abt today. Mostly concerning little kids n their parents nowadays. Did anyone watch " Singapore's Brainest Kids "? In the show, u see 12 kids fighting out to be the one with the most points so they can take part in the finals... As this was the first time i watched the show, i was quite excited as I wanted to see wat questions they ask those kids n of course to see Cheryl Fox who is the hostress n god knows how HOT is she... Beauty n brains, i guess god muz have cut down on productions for this type of models cos u dun see much of these women nowadays... &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;           Anyway wat started as entertainment turned into horror for me. Those kids were not there for fun, they were fighting for their candy ass! When u see them answering questions, they were so absorbed into the questions, answering as fast as they could. When they got the questions correct, they carried on wif the next, but when they got it wrong, u should seen the frowns on their face! At the end of every round, the show will updated the score board to show their respectives scores, then u start seeing all the adults in those kids. The leader punched out his hands in victory while those trailing behind just lan lan sucked thumb, the bottom 3 all looked like their parents passed away. WAT THE FUCK?! Then every once in a while, the kids's parents will be shown on screen, wat i can see are the most disgusting grins on their face. Another thing on my gross lists are parents nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juz seen on news today are parents who are fighting to land their kids in TOP primary schools, they have to do 1 year of social work for the school before they have the chance to go for ballot. When they got the place for their child, they so happy n of course the opposite reaction when they didn't lah. The onli time i will have their reactions is either when i win the TOTO or when my TOTO missed by 1 fucking number. Anyway i believe that all primary school is the same, i came from neighbourhood primary school, BEDOK PRIMARY SCHOOL, despite our school small size, we have the best teachers around. Too bad my primary school closed down liao or else i will send my kids there. ;( I love that school n all my pals there. So parents, if ur kid have IT, they have IT, no use trying to push them to top primary school. If it was secondary school or j.c, its ok lah. SO YOUNG PARENTS, PLS RELAX N LET UR KIDS HAVE FUN CHILDHOOD! I really hate it when adults acted like kids while kids acted like adults... Till the next blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-109107451925522039?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/109107451925522039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=109107451925522039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109107451925522039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109107451925522039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/07/kids-adults-any-differents.html' title='Kids / Adults any differents?'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-109025856606610891</id><published>2004-07-19T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T10:36:06.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Duties</title><content type='html'>           Wah i dun believe it but my last entry is 2 weeks plus ago. Time really pass by when u r busy. In case u didn't know i am currently selling digital cameras for casio. Yes, CASIO, the company that makes calculator and G-shocks. Well, i am very sad to say that my sales suck badly. I guess a lot of people dun know that Casio sells digital cameras... But i have to add that Casio has been selling camera since 2 years back. And our spoke-person is none other than Fiona Xie! yeah BAby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I find my life passing me by. I am in a very depress mood nowadays. It seems like everyone is getting on with their life while i am still stuck at my childish mindset. All the time, i feel like Neo in "The Matrix", u know there is a part where when he entered back in the program after being saved from the real world. He sensed that the whole world is walking against him. I really feel the same. Until today, i also dun know why i still wallow in self-pity, do i need my friends' pity? Or do i need help? ..... Onli time will tell.... onli time will tell.... I missed my pal, Alvin Tan birthday party a few days ago becos of work committments. I guess i am also a person motivated by money but i also like my fair share of fun. Currently i need to save up a sum of money first. Money that i need to sort up my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Did i tell u guys i will be moving house? Hopefully the new place will mean a new start in my life. I guess it will be my last of shifting house until i get married. I quite worried now, when i was young i keep telling people that i want to be a monk. I wonder if it will really come true? Hopefully not. I still single till now, no galfriend or wat ever. So quite scared lah. Anyway, i dun really have time to chat so Till the next blog..... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-109025856606610891?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/109025856606610891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=109025856606610891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109025856606610891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/109025856606610891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/07/blogging-duties.html' title='Blogging Duties'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108884154742727883</id><published>2004-07-03T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T00:59:07.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs n music</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dashboard Confessional--- Vindicated &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song from Spider-man 2 soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption&lt;br /&gt;Winding in and winding out&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And roped me in&lt;br /&gt;So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing &lt;br /&gt;I am captivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I am Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed &lt;br /&gt;But I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So clear&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intentions&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me so isoloated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I am Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turn&lt;br /&gt;Up the corners of your lips&lt;br /&gt;Part them and feel my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;Trace the moment, fall forever&lt;br /&gt;Defense is paper thin&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch and I'd be in&lt;br /&gt;Too deep now to ever swim against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away [3x]&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip against the current and let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I am Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight hope&lt;br /&gt;It dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved this song when i first heard it. I listen to just about any type of music but rock sad songs are my favourite... Damn power siah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on my friends........ :) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108884154742727883?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108884154742727883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108884154742727883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108884154742727883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108884154742727883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/07/songs-n-music.html' title='Songs n music'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108883948159461654</id><published>2004-07-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T00:24:41.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long June.....</title><content type='html'>              Hello gang! I'm back again. I have to say that the month of June has been a veri eventful month for me. Firstly, i finished my 2.5 years of army. Secondly, i step back into the workforce to earn my own keeps. Thirdly, my friend, Leonard came back from Perth for holiday. Damn!! University is starting soon but guess wat?! I am not going... A lot of people would be veri disappointed that someone like me never go to uni. I mean, school life will never be the same without people like me. I mean onli people like me would scored damn fucked up grades, so even if u never do well in exams, u still be better than me. WAHAHA!! Oh yeah, i won't be working at Hougang Mall anymore. It seems that i have been "fired". I want to defend myself by saying that i am a veri good worker, quicked witted n willing to learn. Being in the retail line, i have seen many type of customers, some nice n some veri fucked up ones. How do i defined bad customers? Well, i have to say that if u are in my list of bad customers, u won't be going to heaven any time soon. To be a bad customer, u have to fulfill these conditions...      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When the salesman (me) greet u, u either treat the salesman like&lt;br /&gt;   he wasn't there or give him a stare back.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When the helpful salesman is showing u the different products n&lt;br /&gt;   their functions, dun try to act like a smart ass n act like u&lt;br /&gt;   really know ur stuff. ( if u know, u wouldn't need my help )      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After serving u, if u are not buying, at least say thanks lah, dun&lt;br /&gt;   just walk off suddenly.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After deciding to buy a product, dun start asking for discount n&lt;br /&gt;   say that Courts or Best Denki selling cheaper n craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u fulfill 2 or more of these conditions, i pity the guy serving u. I would like to add that i am a GOOD customer n being a salesman, i served people young n old, regardless of wat they buying. I dun know wat will come next for me but i hope its something good... Currently i am quite at a loss of words so till the next blog......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108883948159461654?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108883948159461654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108883948159461654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108883948159461654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108883948159461654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-long-june.html' title='So Long June.....'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108801301823687140</id><published>2004-06-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T10:54:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is juz like a song,,,,,,,, Listen to mine</title><content type='html'>A classic song by Radiohead, peace n rock on, folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were here before&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I want to have control&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect soul&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice when I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell I'm doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's running out again&lt;br /&gt;She's running out&lt;br /&gt;She runs runs runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable but true, i heard this song in 1993 n i love it since. I also dun know why. Maybe during then, i already know how to enjoy great music or maybe then i already knew i was a &lt;strong&gt;loser&lt;/strong&gt;? Haha... Life is so unpredictable n short, but at least i am enjoying every minute of it. Today i want to make a confession; i like to admit &lt;em&gt;all the gals i have a crush before&lt;/em&gt;. Namely by order of my jc life, firstly &lt;strong&gt;Poh Mun, Felicia, Doreal n Trixie&lt;/strong&gt;... Poh Mun from my class while the rest from my school. I lost Poh Mun to my classmate because i too shy to confess my love for her. The rest are also the same. I know, i know, u guys muz be pitying these gals that i have set my eyes on. I also dun know why i like them too... Love?... Lust? That i dun know but i onli know tat if they went with me, i will do my best to care for them. But alas, i also know that no gal will be interested with a fat guy who looks childish, think like a kid n also lack a real ambition in life. So thank god, they never knew tat i like them, i think they will feel damn disgusted. Well, i am happy for Poh Mun becos i know for a fact that her bf treats her well n they are still together, the rest of the gals i dun know too well. Hopefully they found their "the other half" liao. I hope they not suffering the painful feeling of singlehood like me, even having a crush on someone is a great feeling. Haha or else i still waiting.... Haha&lt;br /&gt;just joking, i think i also have to move on wif life too...... No point pinning for somethings that i cannot get. Wat will be will be. Afterall, chinese have a saying " good horse dun eat the grass from the back." &lt;strong&gt;So long, Poh Mun, Felicia, Doreal n Trixie!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Liking U all was great, crazy n also sorrowful but thanks for giving me the experiences even though u all are not aware of it. Maybe n i mean maybe, fate may play a cruel joke on u n maybe i will end up with anyone of u, but by then i hope u will love me like i will love u.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, the new improved Wei Ming will soldier on n become a better person. Till the next blog..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108801301823687140?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108801301823687140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108801301823687140&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108801301823687140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108801301823687140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/life-is-juz-like-song-listen-to-mine.html' title='Life is juz like a song,,,,,,,, Listen to mine'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108705759454886851</id><published>2004-06-12T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T09:26:34.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me make up my MIND!!!!</title><content type='html'>          These two dayz have been hell for me. Its like a roller-coaster for me. This is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday--0800&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wake up. Have to go to new house with mom as there are&lt;br /&gt;                 some flaws that need to be fixed by developers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --0930&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Reach new home, mom went to inspect flaws while i &lt;br /&gt;                 read "the classified" for jobs. Ate nasi lemak, &lt;br /&gt;                 didn't taste veri good. Saw a lot of jobs, didn't&lt;br /&gt;                 like them either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --1100&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Bored at all the boring jobs offered. Still loss, dun &lt;br /&gt;                 know wat to do. Went to consult mom on which room to&lt;br /&gt;                 choose. I know u all may say i am lucky to have      &lt;br /&gt;                 rooms to choose from, but they both suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --1300&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Got a suprise call from my JC pal, Maurice Lee&lt;br /&gt;                 , he currently on leave till ord so ask him to go&lt;br /&gt;                 job interview with me. Destination: Geylang Lorong 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --1430&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; As expected, there was a long queue for the job.&lt;br /&gt;                 MUZ BE MY GOOD TASTE... Before my turn i realised that&lt;br /&gt;                 i forgot my passport sized photo, so i had to back&lt;br /&gt;                 track 3 km to nearest shopping centre. ( All the&lt;br /&gt;                 food stall n china chickens but no photo shop! Fuck&lt;br /&gt;                 geylang! No puns indented. haha ) On the way, had duck&lt;br /&gt;                 rice on the way, I couldn't eat chicken, no taste 4&lt;br /&gt;                 it. Not bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --1615&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Went back for interview with photos in hand. The Human&lt;br /&gt;                 Resource guy ask quite a bit of questions. No problem,&lt;br /&gt;                 handle his questions like there was no tomolo. Always&lt;br /&gt;                 knew i had the gift of the gab, but this skill doesn't&lt;br /&gt;                 work with gals, dun know how come... Was quite happy &lt;br /&gt;                 with the interview. Left feeling that i will get the&lt;br /&gt;                 job in 2 days time. Maurice was impressed with how i&lt;br /&gt;                 carried myself though he never had a doubt that i am&lt;br /&gt;                 good.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      --1625&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Receive a call, its Mr Daniel Sim, the HR manager. I &lt;br /&gt;                 got the job!!! Wow! I knew it was mine anyway, but i&lt;br /&gt;                 never expected it so fast. Very excited as i tot i &lt;br /&gt;                 could make a big name for myself at the hotel industry&lt;br /&gt;                 . I am offically a management trainee for Hotel 81&lt;br /&gt;                 !!! ( I know wat u all think, sleezy job right? ) &lt;br /&gt;                 Called dad n mom, they were not thrilled at all, who&lt;br /&gt;                 can blame them. Feel proud of myself. Proceed to&lt;br /&gt;                 arcade and shopping spree on Batman comics. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      --2200&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Reach home. All hell break loose. Body parts was &lt;br /&gt;                 flying everywhere. Rounds of ammos were exchanged on&lt;br /&gt;                 both sides, with me losing the battle. Got badly&lt;br /&gt;                 wounded as fire power was stronger on the other side&lt;br /&gt;                ( aka parents ). Conditions were not to my flavor too.&lt;br /&gt;                ( job location ). Well i lost the battle in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      --2400&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; After dust settled, i manage to pick my bones n took &lt;br /&gt;                 my shower. There goes my job, they were offering me&lt;br /&gt;                 a high pay too.... Fuck my luck n stick my own &lt;br /&gt;                 head up my candy ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          Overall, i enjoy my visit to geylang during the day. Was very shocked to see China Women so early starting business, i onli tot they start at night. But all the cheekopeis were also in action, they point here n there. I think they all got fat retirement bonuses as they got money to spend on some lovin if u dig wat i mean! Luckily i look young, so they never come n disturb me. I always believed that hotel 81 had a lot of potential n i was veri excited to be part of their crew. But i guess my parents are not open-minded about that. Hotel 81 hax been expending slowly every year regardless of economy downturn n stuff so i tot i have a chance to make it big with them. Afterall, they are doing decent business. Even though they may have indecent guests, but who are we to judge them? I believed that given a choice, these women also wouldn't want to do such jobs. I guess i just have to find another job, i got retrenched by SAF today... They say i sucked n they have already found other suckers that they can exploited for cheaper cost, so i just have to leave... Those ungrateful fuckers!!! ORD LIAO!!! wahahahaha those of my friends still in army, BYE SUCKERS! TOO lazy to write about saturday story. tell u again till the next blog......... &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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108705759454886851?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108705759454886851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108705759454886851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108705759454886851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108705759454886851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/help-me-make-up-my-mind.html' title='Help me make up my MIND!!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108670738084891494</id><published>2004-06-08T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:09:40.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of time, money and career....</title><content type='html'>           Well, today is lazy day for me. I woke up at 12 plus everyday, because i normally sleep at 3 plus a.m. every night. Fuck man, half the day is gone liao. When working people getting ready for lunch then i wake up. Thats sum up all the ambitions of me. My mom always say that " &lt;strong&gt;the early bird will get the worms &lt;/strong&gt;" n believe me my father is a living example; he sleeps before 11.30pm sometimes by 9.00pm n wakes up before 6am. He may onli have a O' level cert but he works hard for his money n saves like mad, no wonder he can buy 2 flats.I am not even 1% like him n that pisses him to hell. Sometimes i feel that i really let him down veri badly but sometimes i just think that i am who i am. I shouldn't be in his shadow. But dun worry, boys and gals, I will change this bad habit or make it work to my advantage. Oh yeah, 1 thing i forget to add is that when it comes to work, i am very serious n hardworking, i strongly believe that my employers deserved my hard work n i in turn deserve every cent that i earn. So fuck all the companies that did not employ me!! At least Hang Ten got some foresight but alas their lousy pay cannot attract man of my talent. Notice i use man instead of men? Well,  the reason is that i believe that no one else in Singapore can match me when i am at my peak. So there.  &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          If u read my blog regularly like all smart Singaporeans should, u would notice that me, Wei Ming, is down on luck, love, money, looks n confidence but never out of SMART ideas n COCK comments. I love to talk nonsense so if anyone out there who got lobang for me to make it BIG with my talents, pls call my hp. Actually, if people really know me, they know that i just full of crap. But sadly, not much people do, so they think i very cocky n stuff. I did not get along with some of my SRJC schoolmates because i find them useless n disgusting. &lt;strong&gt;I hate people who think they veri happening, cool n smart but in real fact, they cannot make it&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, if u are 1 of them, FUCK U! Oh n if u think i cannot make it also, FUCK U BACK TOO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;WOW! It feels damn shiok to get things off my back, i love using bad words, since my secondary school dayz. But being a gentleman like me, i seldom use them in front of gals but pls dun take my kindness as my weakness because i won't think twice on using it on a bitch. N i am also not a sexist, believe me when i say that because i LOVE the opposite sex a lot, especially chio bu. ( Those that look like shit, pls queue up up next to the toilet ) JUST JOKING! I treat gals of any type with respect. In fact they call me "&lt;strong&gt;THE AUNTIES KILLER&lt;/strong&gt;", afterall which aunty wouldn't like me? I am the type that gals want to bring home to meet their parents n their mothers would die to make me their son-in-law. [ i.e "Marry my daughter n i give u a car", "Marry my daughter n i pay for the wedding" ] I can foresee this type of offers... So if u gals out there who dun want to lose a chance, leave ur no. at my blog. Remember, dun call me cos i will call u. Yea Baby! BTW i want to sue Mike Myers for using me as the role model for his Austin powers character.  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;          Till the next blog... Mojo jojo.... (evil laughter)      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108670738084891494?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108670738084891494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108670738084891494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108670738084891494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108670738084891494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/out-of-time-money-and-career.html' title='Out of time, money and career....'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108658727617182538</id><published>2004-06-07T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T22:47:56.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK, SWEAT, MONEY n love??</title><content type='html'>           To all my faithful readers, so far onli got 2 lah. My best gal pal, SITI and 1 of my veri good pal, LEONARD LEE E.T. But in case u never notice, ur friend, The Great One did not blogged in yesterday. Well thats because i went to work at the PC Show 2004 as a porter! I have to do manual labour; assemble stuffs, carry cartons of printers!! I seem to have a tack for doing all these labour work, in fact i quite enjoy it... It's simple and no back-stabbing. Dun tell me that my destiny lies in Logistics??!!! Anyway, just fucking about lah, i know n u know tat doing this type of work is not my cup of tea, not now not then n not ever. The work damn siong sia, i start from 11am to 8pm plus. There is no lunch break, just work,work, work. Luckily its onli  for 2 days, but it also serves as a reminder on why i should study harder n find a better job. Pls dun misunderstand me, i dun look down on labourers nor people with little education, its just that i know thats not where my destiny lies, at least not yet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Oh yeah, i went to meet up with my primary school chups n then proceed to watch "Harry Potter 3" on saturday night n i muz admit that the show quite solid. A lot of fx effects n good storyline, just like "Lord of the Ring", so wats there to complain? Anyway it was full house lah, typical of Singaporeans with nothing to do but watch movies. And there were a lot of kids too, as far as i was concern, the show can be rated "G". Nothing needed to be censored... Very enjoyable show except that i was sitting ALONE without my friends!... ( It's my fault becos i onli decide to join them in the last minute n so they did not reserve my tic. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         2nd day of work, i already knew wat to expect so i was ready. I open up my cartons early, packed the place neatly n await for the Singaporean Rush. As soon as the main door opened, a lot of people started to rush in. Looking, bargaining n buying. I find that we are veri lucky to stay in Singapore. From the sales at my counter n the other booths, i can almost believe that almost every household in Singapore bought something at the expo. I had to stand for 2 days straight for at least 7 hours each time, causing my legs to be sore n my "proportional" body mass didn't help much either. Remind me never to look down on sales man/ women again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Being a man of passion n love, i was always on the lookout for "THE ONE", a gal who would give n take my all... N then cupid strike me, standing roughly 10 metres in front of me is a gal of my type!!! At least she looks that way... She was a sales promoter while i was a porter, waiting to serve her every orders. She seem to specialised in selling i455 cos  most of her customers seem to buy that set. I dun know how old she was, maybe 17 year old, waiting 4 her poly or maybe 19 year old, waiting to go uni. But 1 thing i knew all along, i want to get to know her!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; { Playing to savage garden chorus ) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I knew i love u before i met u,&lt;br /&gt;I think i dream u into life, &lt;br /&gt;I knew i love u before i met u, &lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting all my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         There i was, waiting for 8pm when the expo is closed so that i can walk up to her and ask for her number. Many doubts came into my mind; "Wat if she have bf?", " Wat will she think of me", "Wat happen if she rejects". But the new improved Wei Ming will not stand for this, i cast my doubts n was determined to do the unbelievable thing for the 1st time; to ask a gal for her number, rejection or not. Afterall, if u never try, u never know. Once 8pm, i started to look for her, but God planned a twisted fate for me. She was nowhere in sight. Gone, dissappear without a trace. WHy? WHy? WHy? Why let me see a gal that i like to know better n then not to let me find her?! I dun blame god or anyone, just myself because i should have taken my chance earlier... Well, gals of Singapore n maybe even the world, u all CAN sleep better tonight knowing that the most S.N.A.G in SIngapore or even the world has not been taken up yet... ;) All of u still stand a chance, so do ur best to impress me or else i won't offer u a rose... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Oh yeah, i also got a very giant poster of Ayumi!!! Printed by a CANON booth just behind mine, whom Ayumi is endorsing. wahahaha show it to u next time if u get to my new home. SO if u are someone with something between ur legs, chances are u cannot come. WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Though she's so far away,&lt;br /&gt;                  But it just keep getting stronger everyday, &lt;br /&gt;                  Even now she's gone,&lt;br /&gt;                  I still carry on.......  &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108658727617182538?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108658727617182538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108658727617182538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108658727617182538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108658727617182538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/work-sweat-money-n-love.html' title='WORK, SWEAT, MONEY n love??'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108636593243481534</id><published>2004-06-05T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T09:18:52.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WeeHAA hit me baby 1 more time, SpANK ME!!!</title><content type='html'>         Friday 04/06/04  Rainy/Sunny   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Today is a time of mixed feelings for me. Firstly, i am quite happy today that the people at Hang Ten called me n offer me a job. Wat can i say? Am i good or wat? WAHAHAHA No one talks like me, i may have a baby face but when u have an interview with me, i believe U will be impress with my self-promotion. { Ask not wat ur company can do for me but wat i can do for ur company!... Blah... Blah } Hey i may have low esteem but i have total confidence in my conversation skills, except to gals lah. All i need is to get me-self some good certs n i believe my future still got a silver lining ahead.  WAHAHAHA Pls guys, Dun put me down till a few days, let my ego take over. BTW, i reject their offer because i cannot go down for their meeting tomolo... ;( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Anyway, i going to do some manual labour for Harvey Norman at the Singpore Expo tomolo. Hopefully i can be of usefulness n not end up being a pest. Afterall, i haven work since april 2000, need to get myself some experience from well known companies in Singapore. So far, i worked for SINGTEL N NTUC RESORT. Like to add HARVEY NORMAN to my list too. This time i would be dealing in sales instead of customer services. Wish me luck guys. &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          Before typing this blog, i caught " The BACHELOR " on tv, and guess wat i tot it was B***SH*T. Ok lar, i think i should just stop acting cute and say it, BULLSHIT!!! BULLSHIT!!! Fuck BOB. Fuck his trying to act nice and friendly to all the gals. I think if he has a choice, he would just take all 25 gals too, i know i would. Anyway, i love reality programs, Singapore's own " EYE FOR A GUY " was not too bad, but they should choose a better, hotter gal. If it was Joanne Peh or Fiona Xie, i will queue up sia. &lt;strong&gt;Anyway, Singapore should also have our own version of " The BACHELOR ". And who else better than moi should be the main attraction?! &lt;/strong&gt;As U know, i have a lot of gals to choose from but i dun mind reducing my choice to 25 gals loh. I know how to treat women with respect, gentleness, love or watever u want to call it... And i know how to ham it up on tv just like BOB. &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;          Before i end my blog today, i like to thanks all my primary school friends for their friendship all these years. Even when we never see each other for so long, we still remain good chups. Although some of us may not be as close anymore, I still enjoy each other company just as much. I shall not put any names but u know who u are. ;) I personally want to thank YICUI for her efforts to organize the gatherings. Thank U once agian, YICUI. To Leonard, come back soon and we go n chong together just like last time. TO Burhan, FUCK U if are reading this!!! ;) so then, till the next blog     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108636593243481534?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108636593243481534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108636593243481534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108636593243481534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108636593243481534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/weehaa-hit-me-baby-1-more-time-spank.html' title='WeeHAA hit me baby 1 more time, SpANK ME!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108628637556724329</id><published>2004-06-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T11:12:55.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERVIEWS, LIFE AND DEATH</title><content type='html'>         Oh man oh man oh man, Guess that my english is not up to standard according to my friend, Aaron. Well, wat to do? I suck in my english and chinese lingo. Hell, i suck in almost watever subject i studied in. Izzit my brain or just plain laziness, i also dun know... But dun worry gang, me will work harder on that. U can bet on it.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          I just went for 2 job interviews today. 1 at Hang Ten and 1 at Glordano. Guess i didn't impress the interviewers much but hey i tried my best. Anyway, the pay suck and the job requirements damn siong. Dunno if i want to work there even if they offer me the job. I always prefer working in the food industry, at least u still get free food and God knows how much protential there is in the food industry. I mean no matter wat, everyone also has to eat everyday right? But wat to do? Its not like i have a degree or wat, i onli have a freaking A' level cert and a lousy one too if i may add. :( I noticed that Singaporeans complain too much for their own good and they also demand a lot. I mean just look at me, i just complained about jobs offer! But if you do read the forum regularly, u noticed that a lot of people complain even about the smallest of things. &lt;strong&gt;Fuck you society, shame on u! &lt;/strong&gt; Life may be a bitch but at least we should try to endure and not complain so much. I just read a blog belonging to a 16 year old gal from rgps/nygh/rjc and i have to admit her english damn &lt;strong&gt;powderful and deep&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess she muz belong to the top 5% class of Singapore. Sometimes it makes me wonder, 10 years down the road, do u think these young top 5% elites of our society will make it big in life? Or are they going to end up working as normal office workers or do u think they will turn into successful fuckers who make big bucks n then fuck off from Singapore?? I hope they dun do that lah, at least they should do something back for society or wat. I always wanted to do something for society but i lack the ability to do so. Heck, i am finding it hard even to contribute to my family household. But as i get older and hopefully more successful, rest assure that i will give back to society. &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;           About death, it seems too creepy to talk about it but yet we should just embrace it. After all, life and death is just like the 2 sides of a coin. Humans live for an average of 70- 80 years so it doesn't seem too far away. Fuck, I ain't going to be sure how long I am going to live. Feel scare in a way. But i believe that our lives should be like a candle, as long as we are still alive, we should bring warmth to other people. &lt;strong&gt;And i hope to go off with a bang, hopefully when i die one day, people will say :" there gones a wonderful bugger, they just dun make them like they used to."&lt;/strong&gt; My life evolves around my friends and family... I also read in papers that people are placing their parents in old aged home and care centres even if they are fit to stay at home. Thats damn sad man. I also dunno wat the future holds for me, but i know that deep down inside this fat n shallow body of mine, i will do my best to look after my parents. Even though i have let them down so many times, i believe the least i can do is to take care of them in old age. Yes, i  may always complain and compare my parents to my friends' parents but i know deep down inside, no one will ever love me more than my parents. But i just dunno why i cannot express it to them or show it to them, instead i pissed them off more... Dun tell me that onli by losing someone close to our heart will we then tresure them more? I dun want! I guess i just have to work harder these few years to show my parents that i can become a responsible, hard-working, honest down to earth son to them. I believe that LOVE will drive me towards my goals. &lt;strong&gt;LOVE U DAD n MUM. BLess u to a ripe healthy old age.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108628637556724329?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108628637556724329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108628637556724329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108628637556724329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108628637556724329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/interviews-life-and-death.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;INTERVIEWS, LIFE AND DEATH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108620137288869883</id><published>2004-06-02T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T11:37:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, SCV, I love u! ;_ (</title><content type='html'>           Today, i lose one of my love of my life away. I have to cancel my precious scv as my parents decided not to sponsor me anymore, they think a young man like me should spend more time thinking of my career than watching television. DAMN!! Well... I guess they are right man. ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice why most of the time our parents are right but yet as young teens we don't listen? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)  Well, 9 more days till ORD. My life will undergo another phrase. No longer will i be able to hide in my sheltered life in army, instead i will have to endure wat the outside world will throw at me... But i am not afraid! For i have screwed up my life too many times, i vowed upon my blog that i will walk further, run faster, work harder and stand taller than before. My good friends have told me off about my slackness but i never listen, so now i am paying the price. Thanks Derek, Mac, Zheng Hao, Chen Meifang for the wake-up call. I guess its better late than never. I will not hope but instead will show u guys a new and improved me in a few months time. If any of my friends read this and notice me slacking off on the way, pls give me a kick in the back, scold me or even beat the fuck sense into me. I know my family will push me but i always seem to take them for granted, so FUCK ME! I failed to be a good son to my parents, failed to be a good brother to my sis n brother-in-law and failed to be a good uncle to my nephew. But NO MORE! I will look forward in life, but never forgetting wat lessons i learnt and wat mistakes i made in the past. &lt;strong&gt;GUYS,I NEED UR HELP!!! SO PLS PUSH ME WHEN NEEDED!! LOVE MY BUDS 4EVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          Anyway on the lighter side of today, i went out with my parents to Tampines Mall to return the scv box and for dinner. My dad was in quite a good mood today n he went to make a wax statue of his hand, it cost $20 and i have to admit that its quite well done. The lady doing it was quite skilled. Saw quite a few babes out there. Notice that there are actually quite a number of china people in Singapore. Got good and bad points about them but i guess i will leave it to another day. Wish i knew how to host pictures, then i can show u wat i have seen in my life. Maybe some other time... Yeah, i bought a pair of jeans today, 1st time i buy straight cut. So that i won't look too fat in it.( Part of my plan to a brand new me ) Its getting late so i guess i pen off now, till the next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108620137288869883?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108620137288869883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108620137288869883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108620137288869883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108620137288869883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-long-scv-i-love-u_02.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;So long, SCV, I love u! ;_ (&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108611041210840960</id><published>2004-06-01T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T10:20:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VESAK DAY EVE</title><content type='html'>       Hello once again to my blog. Sorry to all those that were expecting my blog yeaterday, guess i play u all out. But i guess its better late than never. &lt;strong&gt;Today's blog may not be nice to gals so if u do take offence, pls dun read on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               But hey, today is a brand new day so i decide to forget about wat happen yesterday. Nothing happen much today. I went out with my friend, A ( names have been changed to protect my friend's reputation), today to plaza singapura for dinner. So as i was having my banana smoothie, and my pal was waiting for his teriyaki chicken meal, a cute waitress who just finish her shift sat down at the table next to us for her dinner. For people who know me, i dun really like to ogle at gals becos i am gay. ( Just joking, i love the opposite sex! ) And then, A told me softly :" Look at the gal next to u, she has veri nice tits". Well... I guess she has ample size but nothing special lah... But i never really pay attention to her after that becos i was more interested in my latest comics. Anyway, i think she keep looking at my direction. [ Sometimes i guess its quite hard for a person like me not to look good, WAHAHA ] Wanted to ask for her hp no. but scared that i get a slap on my fat n ugly face instead. Then i left p.s at 2130. On the train, i saw 1 couple. Both onli look veri average, but the galfriend was wearing a very short skirt. As they both sat down, i suddenly see the boyfriend put his hand between the gal's legs. Then i realised that after folding her legs, the gal could still be in danger of exposing herself. Then i wonder why would the boyfriend let her wear the so damn short skirt in the first place?! U can call me old-fashion but i would not let my gal wear too short or . No way is she over-exposing herself to other people than me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Somehow, my personal problems are getting too much to handle and i guess i am going to end up in deep shit. Also dun know wat to do... I guess my blog readership is still not up to standard yet. Hope to do better.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108611041210840960?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108611041210840960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108611041210840960&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108611041210840960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108611041210840960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/06/vesak-day-eve.html' title='VESAK DAY EVE'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108585499576911324</id><published>2004-05-29T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T11:23:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY NITE FEVER??</title><content type='html'>        Went out with my pal, Zheng Hao, (aka big bugger) today. We meet at Bugis Junction today and went to buy some English comics. ( i.e superman, batman and x-men, just to name a few for fools out there. ) Anyway after that, we went to Kinokuniya to look at stuff, i wanted to buy a self-help book but they onli have it at the main branch... Being a japanese bookshop, they also sell imported japanese pictorial books, and wat can i say?.. Let just say its very good for guy's eyes. WAHAHAHA. All the guys out there, give me a HELL YEAH! Of course we onli look at the covers of those pictorials, didn't want to look like some desperate young adults. But i ensure u that even though Zheng Hao and me are both single, we are NOT desperate! We choose to stay single by choice, .... i think... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        After that, we went to some magic shop to learn some magic tricks. Now, you have to pay money to learn those tricks and boy were they impressive. I guess magic tricks muz be one of the best ways to impress gals cos most of my friends do it to buaya gals. Me? Too lazy to practise and cannot bother to use this method to impress gals.  In fact, in front of gals that i don't know well, i turn into a super quiet guy. Also dun know why...  But gals that know me, well... thats a different thing. I love to piss gals off, making jokes on just about anything about them. I pride myself in making quite a few gals cry during my primary school dayz. Wat to do? Wat to say? I guess i am just a Heart-breaker. Hee hee. Oh yeah, i bought myself a shoulder bag from converse just now. Thanks for the Great Singapore Sale! So overall, my day today is quite fruitful. And yes, i am starting work soon during the computer fair. I need money badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Enjoy reading some of my friends' blog. Tot that they also lead veri interesting lives. hoping to outshine them... till the next posting. Love yea &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108585499576911324?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108585499576911324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108585499576911324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108585499576911324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108585499576911324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/05/saturday-nite-fever.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY NITE FEVER??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108585019451598425</id><published>2004-05-28T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:03:14.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Fun Day!!!</title><content type='html'>              Hello bloggy! Guess wat? 3rd entry liao. Cannot believe i haven get bore of blogging yet. Today is quite a sad day for 1 of my good friend, my friend didn't do well for her driving test... Well i guess testers onli pass most people on the second test because they know that we not very "steady" behind the wheel yet. Look at the number of YOUNG PUNKS that get into car accidents, all most likely &lt;strong&gt;18 - 24&lt;/strong&gt; years old. Fucking hell, if i know they would get into trouble behind the wheel i would also never pass them in the first place! Like my driving tester say : " Control the car, dun let the car control u!" So for people that haven have their licence yet, try harder, u can do it. I mean i also take the second time to pass my test if its some consolation to u people out there. ;) Oh yeah, as i was taking bus 80 towards paya lebar, i saw this cute jc gal sitting at the back row. I think she's my type lah [ p.s  Do i sound like some chee ko pei? ], but as usual chicken me dun dare to do anything about it lah. Anyway, i went to my friend's house for the first time and boy was it a castle! &lt;strong&gt;Its ONLY 8000 plus square feet&lt;/strong&gt;, my god! ok lah, onli slightly &lt;strong&gt;bigger than &lt;/strong&gt;my house by &lt;strong&gt;8 times &lt;/strong&gt;onli wat. [ gee, his bedroom toilet is around my room size ] And his dad onli own 3 car plus 1 for him. DAmn... I wish i have my own set of wheels... But thank god he is humble and nice, just wonder sometimes how come he dun have some hot galfriend like Fiona xie?... Of course i will not tell u his details lah, but if any gals interested to know him. Well, leave a msg on my hp. :) Or if you want me also can.... WAHAHAHA...                                        Any takers?? ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108585019451598425?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108585019451598425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108585019451598425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108585019451598425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108585019451598425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/05/other-fun-day.html' title='Other Fun Day!!!'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108568204765341922</id><published>2004-05-28T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T11:20:47.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.i.f.e suxs???</title><content type='html'>         Hello gang. 2nd entry.... Wat can i say? My mood isn't very good today which seldom happens. U know wat they say about " it doesn't rain, it pours.. " A lot of shity things happen to me recently and i can onli blame my foolishness... But god did i learnt my lesson. But of course me will not stay down 4ever, u can bet on that. I have this belief that " wat doesn't kill me will onli make me stronger " Well guess wat? I'm not dead yet!!!! WAHAHAHA... Sorry to bore u with my shit, now let's go on with wat i did today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I woke up at 10, went back to camp at 11. I got sick with cina food so i went to have a nasi padang lunch. [ plain rice, chicken wing, telok , sambal goreng and of course assam fish gravy, damn good meal. ] Reason that i went back to my camp was simple, i had to go for my .O.R.D ffi, ( for u young punks out there who haven enter army, ffi means fit for infantry! ) Recently, we have a new M.O and boy is he rich, he owns a ferrari and a lexus... " WHY OH WHY did god make people that are smart, rich and friendly??!!! where's the flaw? I am not really jealous, but more on the envy side... After that, i went back to my company line and slack with the rest of the HQ department. Oh in case u dun know wats my vocation in army, well i am a &lt;strong&gt;COMBAT MEDIC&lt;/strong&gt;. My title sounds good onli, actually my fitness level is poorer than the clerk. Well, thats me, the loser. I cannot believe that my term in army is up so soon, after this i have to face the harsh reality of the outside world. " HELP ME! " After a while, i went home lah. Fucking shit day so very boring. &lt;em&gt;THAT ALL FOLKS! TILL THE NEXT POST......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108568204765341922?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108568204765341922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108568204765341922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108568204765341922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108568204765341922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/05/life-suxs.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;L.i.f.e suxs???&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>MonkeyTrash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438165931066006822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104932.post-108547917933293446</id><published>2004-05-25T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T02:59:39.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO YO!! Guess who's back, back again</title><content type='html'>       Welcome to my blog, boys and gals. Wat u have here is a very &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly jackass friend. I love to be a poser in front of my pals, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through they always call me a loser... {u know who you are... :)} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that poser thingy is onli for fun. Because i believe that at the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the day, we should stay true to ourselves. &lt;strong&gt;[... i am watever i &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say i am, if i wasn't then why would i say i am?...]&lt;/strong&gt; WAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i onli starting this blog for fun, i dun know how long my interests  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this will last or how often i will write in. But if i do., u know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that u are in a for a treat becos i will set u thinking and laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In fact, i dun understand who wouldn't want to read my blog?! I am so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting!!! &lt;/strong&gt;* &lt;em&gt;full of SHIT is more like it&lt;/em&gt;!* So &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.... TO MY PALS : Derek, Daniel, Mac, Ron, Macus, and Siti. To &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of my pals that i am too tired to type in. luv u all and take &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;care till we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104932-108547917933293446?l=milkndreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/feeds/108547917933293446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104932&amp;postID=108547917933293446&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108547917933293446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104932/posts/default/108547917933293446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkndreams.blogspot.com/2004/05/yo-yo-guess-whos-back-back-again.html' title='YO YO!! 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