<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 15:04:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>b(m)log</title><description></description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (maddog)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>549</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-6058600275050150262</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-10T23:04:57.044+08:00</atom:updated><title>how ghey :(</title><description>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="gpcTitle"&gt;FTP publishing will no longer be available after   May 1, 2010 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You currently have blogs that are published using  FTP. You must migrate your blogs to a new custom domain URL or a  blogspot URL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was actually supposed to be 26th march so i guess i still have the whole of april to rant some more cos i aint "migrating" , bm is home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i sit, doing nothing to maintain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a.... sudden vision. i was on sgcarmart and lo and behold, fuck the "lambo civic" - i could own a BMW for 7k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted it aint for long but i think 1.5 years is for a 10-12k adventure is worth it. 2011 might actually be possible to possess such a beast of a car. wow how's that for a first car?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.................well, till i go offshore, one can only dream&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-6058600275050150262?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/03/how-ghey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-6167483696603148367</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T23:49:11.769+08:00</atom:updated><title>blatant plagiarism (but hey its rly well written)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts.  Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class.  Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars.  Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the  playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst  things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the  highest place on earth and mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were  your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a  card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a  skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you  skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we  couldn’t wait to grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by "ajax-vic" heheh.. i doubt she wrote that but if she did, its beautiful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-6167483696603148367?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/02/blatant-plagiarism-but-hey-its-rly-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-4099725425986796494</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 06:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-16T14:40:55.809+08:00</atom:updated><title>ABC About You Questions:</title><description>A - AVAILABLE: ...nope&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 16 sept&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: lol&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: vodka on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: jimmy gill&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONGS: blood sugar-pendulum&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: gummy worms&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: singapore&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: myself&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: credit cards&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: zombies&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: to hatyai (16 mfkn hours)&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF GF/BF: 3-4&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: everything goes my way ;)&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE: scheming something&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: daddy cool&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 1315&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: white with purple vertical stripes&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): spinach :P&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: i like to insult people&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: nearly every fuck shit i think&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: virgo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-4099725425986796494?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/02/abc-about-you-questions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-6101193745210988016</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-15T06:51:38.813+08:00</atom:updated><title>Same Old Thing</title><description>Yeah, street level&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh yeah, that's it..&lt;br /&gt;Right there&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it&lt;br /&gt;Yeah oh tunes heavy&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's round is it?&lt;br /&gt;Down that beer quick smash my glass back down fall over the table&lt;br /&gt;All rowdy and pissed&lt;br /&gt;Seems the only difference between mid week shit and weekend is how loud I speak&lt;br /&gt;And whether I try to pull a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;That's it who's got dough?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you know I'd pay but I'm broke, only got coinage to show&lt;br /&gt;Putting off walking home on my own to my throne&lt;br /&gt;Two empty takeaways ashtrays and remains of the day stoned&lt;br /&gt;Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label tell a fable&lt;br /&gt;Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story&lt;br /&gt;Football and smut daily as I ponder winning the lottery&lt;br /&gt;Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girls well fit definitley, not maybe, she's rude I'd shag&lt;br /&gt;her and matey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it&lt;br /&gt;Yeah oi heavy, heavy&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't lounge in the boozer all day, got manouvers to make&lt;br /&gt;Gotta see a man about a dog, can't be late, I'm always late&lt;br /&gt;Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the black dog&lt;br /&gt;Down it in one my son, can't sit here, gotta run.. things need done&lt;br /&gt;If they don't win this and the next one they're getting relegated to the third division&lt;br /&gt;At street level, real people saying repeated sequel&lt;br /&gt;Rock and roll fall to the floor like last night, yesterday morning&lt;br /&gt;And the night before and the night before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there's a whole world out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;it's right there, right there&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see it, I just don't see it, oi oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, oi street level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At street level&lt;br /&gt;That's it that's it that's it&lt;br /&gt;yeah oi oi heavy.. heavy&lt;br /&gt;Lock the door on your way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike Skinner/The Streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll elaborate later, ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-6101193745210988016?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/02/same-old-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jimmy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-3784500346086549212</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 11:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-10T19:26:29.017+08:00</atom:updated><title>fuckspider this shit</title><description>we all have a past, i'm not really interested in what's done, sure i'm keen to learn to how you came to be the person you are today, but i'm not really interested in any past relationships you've encountered unless you feel the need to tell me, everyone has a past and has come from somewhere. i'm more interested in where you're heading, the future and what you have to say and intend to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, met this girl the other day, see fuckspider for reference. and well today we went for coffee, nice 9am start to the day, she paid too, wooo.. and well it was nice for the two of us to talk to each other away from the bedroom dept. a little further insight into each other, maybe a little get-to-know, i'm not exactly sure. damn, i like this girl. i think, well hope she likes me. i'm not sure what's happening. we'll see. it was just nice way to start my day. i hope she enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess time will tell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-3784500346086549212?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/02/fuckspider-this-shit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jimmy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-2840698665892288998</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-21T07:24:48.024+08:00</atom:updated><title>wtf liny</title><description>it's times like these i wish i had a mean streak, fuck the ladies; literally, not literally, but literally you get me! ahh!1 gotta get through this, gotta learn to crawl before i try this new found swagger on fior size&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-2840698665892288998?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/wtf-liny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jimmy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-7871776557277568074</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-20T22:50:46.512+08:00</atom:updated><title>misc stuff i need to buy!</title><description>a fan&lt;br /&gt;curtain&lt;br /&gt;moisturizer for oily skin&lt;br /&gt;chair&lt;br /&gt;laptop&lt;br /&gt;desktop&lt;br /&gt;external hard-drive&lt;br /&gt;sleek tv?&lt;br /&gt;artwork for room&lt;br /&gt;maybe posters&lt;br /&gt;barcardi 151 =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-7871776557277568074?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/misc-stuff-i-need-to-buy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-9100082391385796454</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-15T09:28:22.173+08:00</atom:updated><title>fuck la</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.fuckspider.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.dennis-yu.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/gravestone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fuck spider ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-9100082391385796454?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/fuck-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jimmy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-3650305782433699570</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-11T22:52:52.402+08:00</atom:updated><title>seek and destroy</title><description>sat night fuck buddy stood me up. i wanted to destroy her before that but now i just wanna destroy her even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait till maybe i come back from offshore and try contact her. see how things go. if i do get a chance to meet her its gonna be crazzzzzzy lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slut ass whore gonna get rammed mang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-3650305782433699570?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/seek-and-destroy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-1946609290080536510</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-09T10:20:27.455+08:00</atom:updated><title>bionic man?</title><description>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;left eye still blur (doctor says white spots nearly fully cleared - and seeing me in a week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teeth seems yellow... wonder if rly need braces now for better cleaning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;skin = still fucked but not beyond redemption&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting more cuts from stupid freak accidents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;would be great when all these are sorted out and i'll feel "new" X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: that doctor is hot. not woah hot but like mmm sweet young thing kinda hot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-1946609290080536510?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/bionic-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-8214258833186808761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-07T22:38:19.939+08:00</atom:updated><title>tangled - maroon5</title><description>the perfect song to describe the sort of person i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm full of regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For all things that I've done and said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't know if it'll ever be ok to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My face 'round here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I wonder if I disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you ever turn your head and look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; See if I'm gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There is nothing left to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I should go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The things I've done are way too shameful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your just innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A helpless victim of a spider's web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm an insect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Goin after anything that I can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So you better turn your head and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And don't look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There is nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I should go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The things I've done are way too shameful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-8214258833186808761?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/tangled-maroon5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-7856349480803210180</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 07:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T15:54:21.244+08:00</atom:updated><title>time sure flies</title><description>before i knew it  , it was 2010..&lt;br /&gt;damn. that was Quick. 太快了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, im just thinking: what can i look forward to this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the world cup. i think an african think could go far; like semis? maybe even finals? nobody agrees with me but i think argentina are gonna win it. i wish they had a proper coach instead of maradona though cos i dont think they can win under him (but yet at the same time i've this feeling they will &lt;strike&gt;so i'll stick a bet when the odds are up&lt;/strike&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg argentina to win 10/1&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm some pretty rubbish odds mang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else is there to look forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o h yeah.. uni. right, i guess i'll be starting in feb. im gonna stop procrastinating and email the dude tmr! promise! gotta ask him whether can pay by Amex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for uni this year, i hope to do 3-4 modules if possible. 3 seems more realistic la =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have a total of 12 to take and i'm given 5 years to complete and just a rough estimate: i think i should complete by mid 2011?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 will also be a "good" year ahead for the company. they're expecting many projects so apparently i'll get to go offshore a lot. that's good because i did some estimates (again) - if i go offshore for just 1 month, i'll have spare cash for spending money for amsterdam AND money for 1 module&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means if i go for 2 months, with the next 1 month, i can have enough for a melb trip if necessary and money for another module&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i can just save up mad for education? total is 20k which is sad to say fairly cheap for a degree over here. outrageous? yeah. but what to do? suck thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much money to "save" for 2010 but we'll see how things go? just hope go offshore as much as possible and gain plenty of exposure X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-7856349480803210180?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/time-sure-flies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-2639521662921463939</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T13:38:07.877+08:00</atom:updated><title>How you doing?</title><description>So it was a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year ended on a low note. Drunken antics lead to a stupid fall and ruined my holiday plans and the last days of 2009. Such a shame since I had really busted my ass this semester and was looking forward to some traveling and driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I can walk but ankle still pretty swollen.  So there goes many things I had planned in 2010. Bartending course, don't think I can get fit in time for the Jan 13 start date. All the trips I had planned to sign up for. There goes my dream of learning how to sail. Sigh :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I guess I can make the most of the 2010. If I can work hard and get a paper published in an conference (now I must sound like some mad PhD guy), I get a free trip to Denmark. Should be fun to sample European bears again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this has been an interesting year. One dream was realized but it turned not to be not exactly what I thought it would be. Still, no regrets as always, in fact I feel like I've gained a lot of perspective. 2010 would be a year of big decisions, but we'll leave that for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I posted a list of resolutions for 2009 (too lazy to check archives). I hope I did. It's fun reviewing your epic fails isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the TV news (can't go out party, mobility limited) and some buggers had been at Times Square since 2 in the afternoon in the freezing cold and rain, just so they could see the ball drop. If you can get excited about a ball dropping, then you have found happiness. A sensible man would ponder on the insanity of working yourself up to a frenzy about a ball dropping, about a day giving way to another day. Be unsensible, do not think too much, if your perspective is to enjoy life, you'll find yourself enjoying every little moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the true spirit of randomness and the infallible almost godly random number generator, I give you pure hilarity. PWNed, EPIC FAIL and probably every other grammatically incorrect adjective can be applied to this. Pure LOLage from the mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Esr_okP5Qmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Esr_okP5Qmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-2639521662921463939?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2010/01/how-you-doing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maddog)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-5669490823352277329</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 07:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T11:55:37.122+08:00</atom:updated><title>twentyten rez</title><description>lets review my 09 resolutions and see how it went :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maintain weight at 71kg and below&lt;/span&gt; - i think im around 73? but its kinda maintainable la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get ippt gold&lt;/span&gt; - fucking fail. silver at best T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attain brown belt in aikido&lt;/span&gt; - never bothered attending classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;attain driving license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;secure job asap so can quickly start work after ORD&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get a car&lt;/span&gt; - not gonna happen anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perform at an open mic and not fuck up&lt;/span&gt; - didnt even do an open mic this year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go ANYWHERE for a holiday&lt;/strike&gt; - heh kl, thailand, australia..not bad la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confront mel the ex-gf lol&lt;/span&gt; - why the fuck was this a resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bang the dbl o doorbitch ;)&lt;/span&gt; - haiz. totally forgot about that :$&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;lets make new resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amsterdam in sept with jimmy the gill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a new laptop (for uni purposes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a new PC ffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a threesome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maintain weight below 72kg!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get better at guitar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to church more often; get in touch with God (i srsly typed this not drunk or on drugs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fuckspider up and running X_X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut down on alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sort out love life asap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets see how 2010 goes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-5669490823352277329?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/twentyten-rez.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-7365459464086151676</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-28T23:31:58.578+08:00</atom:updated><title>the crib is complete.</title><description>sadly i cant say the same for fuckspider haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed up for the home hub package so for like an extra $15 of wat i pay per month i get the tv, roaming net and home fone line. awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my room has everything now, from curtains to candles.. no need shy bring girl back liaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(although it'd be better if i could have a nicer looking TV or computer - but one shouldnt be too greedy :$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-7365459464086151676?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/crib-is-complete.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-5220525160574059201</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T10:59:56.038+08:00</atom:updated><title>never walk alone? right.</title><description>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SINGAPORE: He was such a die—hard fan of Liverpool Football Club that he wore the familiar bright red team jersey even in death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The body of Teo Kok Hun, 33, was found hanging from a bathroom window by his wife on Oct 26, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a day after the club had beat archrivals Manchester United.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Teo, a driver, was clad in the football jersey with a pair of bermuda shorts. A suicide note was found on the living room table.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was not clear why he took his life but in the note, Mr Teo apologised to his wife and parents and admitted to his gambling habit. Mr Teo was known to have also gambled on football.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Tuesday, a coroner’s inquiry heard that Mr Teo’s wife, a travel agent, had returned from work at 7.30pm that day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noticing that the lights in the house were not switched on, she called Mr Teo’s mobile phone which rang inside the house. Thinking her husband was playing hide and seek with her — which he sometimes did — Mrs Teo started a hunt for her husband.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She saw his figure in the shower of the master bedroom toilet and told him to come outside for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When he did not budge, she pushed the shower door and saw that Mr Teo was hanging by his neck from a window.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs Teo immediately called her mother, then Mr Teo’s sister, who called for an ambulance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In her statement, Mrs Teo said she last saw her husband at 7 that morning, before she left for work. During the day, she spoke to him twice on the phone, and the couple made dinner arrangements.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs Teo added that they had just bought the house in January, and as a result, they were tight on money. Mr Teo had also taken no—pay leave from his job to find another job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who last spoke to Mr Teo detected no change in his mood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a statement, one of his close friends said the night before his death, he had called Mr Teo while both of them were watching the football match. When Liverpool scored, Mr Teo even teased his friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;State Coroner Victor Yeo returned a verdict of suicide.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— TODAY/so&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yea i know it makes seem quite a bastard for taking the piss but....&lt;br /&gt;...in doing so, he missed the terrible upset from fulham (3-1) the shocking draw against brum AT HOME (2-2) the superb winner from arshavin off the post which could have been given him a heart attack anyway and the 2-0 defeat at fratton park against the league's bottom team X_X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sounds justifiable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'mma get my coat:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-5220525160574059201?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/never-walk-alone-right.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-3238834843536494368</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T23:14:46.683+08:00</atom:updated><title>菜饭店</title><description>i might have to add this to my new year resolutions: that i wanna fuck the girl from ... eh wait she aint from the cai fan shop, shes from the zhi zha stall! omfg lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it'd be awkward if i do her so wait and see.. get my skin better, get my wallet thicker a bit and we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being not "single" doesnt help though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway work has been boring. i think i'll just help finish out with data entry this week and hopefully next week i can do some fuckng manual labour; beats staring at the fucking screen cos it's like you dont really wanna spend being on facebook/msn too much cos apparently they can check the "flow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and folding fucking origami hearts are a pain in the fucking ass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-3238834843536494368?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-4981380487641544957</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 10:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-20T23:35:37.519+08:00</atom:updated><title>disiLLusioneddd</title><description>its been awhile since i posted.. and my probation has been extended for 2months. fkn sluts&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought it'd be cos of the MC but now it seems that apparently its because of "unsatisfactory work performance" and "negative feedback regarding ur attitude"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz suck thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to come up with a list of new year resolutions soon and sort out my love life asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to think "its complicated" was bullshit - but im living in a status like that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking ahead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and broke as a joke too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i really get an xbox next month i wonder will i just stop going out completely???&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna get drunk again.. last night was a debacle lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-4981380487641544957?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/disillusioneddd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-8388163477269012819</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T14:28:44.618+08:00</atom:updated><title>an addiction.</title><description>i think im addicted to this new game on facebook called galaticos football. and well, since im on MC this week, i've been playing it quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i realized, that i think im addicted to sex with my long time fuck buddy cindy. funny thing is, i've always told myself ok this is gonna be the last time i dont need for awhile BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to fuck her again because of our steamy SMSes to each other and the fact that when we fuck im in total control. its very smooth. no weird shit like "no condoms? no. go get some now" like ffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish life was like a facebook game sometimes. u can just "upgrade" whatever you have. i need an upgrade of fuckbuddy srsly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, doomsday is approaching :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: tmr im gonna work on fuckspider. promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-8388163477269012819?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/12/addiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-1324633463509295303</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 10:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T18:23:34.401+08:00</atom:updated><title>sight for sore eyez</title><description>fucking 1 week MC sia.. so totally gay. why couldnt this shit have happened when i was in NS? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it appears when the doctor says dont do strenuous activity - i think he means fucking as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received new fone yesterday , nokia e63. y'know, i have a dream phone but i doubt it'd ever be released. it'd be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;clam shell fone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;old school keypads with t9 (like nokia's or LG cos LG iirc is the same as nokia's)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new type OS like those used in the current phones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smsing system like the blackberry (it reads up like emails)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is all i ask :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-1324633463509295303?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/11/sight-for-sore-eyez.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-4803528724719764213</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T18:52:39.158+08:00</atom:updated><title>different template?</title><description>ok looks like blogger has changed things a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i think i know what i need to do: i need to get fuckspider up and running. but i've been saying that for months.. ok maybe tmr or next wekend i'll get some work done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting thai chick next month. sg chick #2 expecting shit to be cleared up yet knows me well enough to say it probably wont happen. she's very demanding. i dont think we could be in a relationship.. i actually like the setup with the thai chick (though if i do meet someone else along the way it wont be fair to thai chick *frowns*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to clear shit up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for sg chick #1.. i think  i know how to well , shake her off. i can tell her that me and ex are thinking of patching back. but i hope we can still be friends.. anyway its funny, ex's facebook says she's had enough of complex relationships. i wonder what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sg thailand later. go thailand!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-4803528724719764213?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/11/different-template.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-707390322350258446</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T22:14:04.411+08:00</atom:updated><title>perpetual cockblock</title><description>well soon it'll be done. this chick knows man. she knows but she doesnt care (or at least not yet)&lt;br /&gt;wtf is going on balls&lt;br /&gt;and she's like a cousin of a buddy (well we dont hang out no more)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-707390322350258446?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/10/perpetual-cockblock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-2819104659675285391</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T21:06:08.563+08:00</atom:updated><title>liny feels like jon tucker</title><description>and he aint even seen the fkn film X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin of which i need to see a few films which i've been telling myself to but havent bothered like erm... Fahrenheit 911 and erm.... yeah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw a really interesting post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"time does not heal all wounds, its the new person you met on the way that does it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i so totally fkn agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i feel is we're more cautious with that new person. at least i am. i think im too scared to get a girlfriend because of my job - there's gonna be a lot of traveling and right now i cant think of anybody else but jaja that might actually fit the bill of a gf =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb that incident when i found out burmese chick and ex were classmates? yea well i was supposed to go out with burmese chick because i owed her a meal and she was like oh hey why dont we call ur ex too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like yea i owe her a meal too come to think about it but i dont think she wants to see me and burmese chick was like no worries i'll ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. time still hasnt healed this wound i cant help but admit i do think of her once awhile but yes, less and less cos im thinking about the future more and more and while it scares me, a cunt of an idea came to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking maaan, if i do this degree next year i better be on good terms with some business chick (preferably fucking terms too) so she could help me with my assignments lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent sorted out my "mr right now" problem and fuck, msian chick is...&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it'd be easier if i didnt have a heart =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont wanna hurt ppl...why ;(((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cos it'd suck if it ended up like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as the protaganist in jon tucker must die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-2819104659675285391?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/10/liny-feels-like-jon-tucker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-4033164342023631816</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 14:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T22:45:54.404+08:00</atom:updated><title>mmmshavenhavennnn</title><description>follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; giving $40 at a wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; haha this is so embarassing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; yeah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; and for 2 ppl some more lei&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; machiam $20 liddat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; we that time alr go swensen already give more money liao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; haha yeah man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; im damn unlucky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; why??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; i duno how on earth i dropped a voucher from my wallet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; uhhhh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; now i gotta pay for more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; eh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; damnnnn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; is it a topman voucher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; topshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; omfg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; ur voucher is in my wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; huh?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; the brazilian wax one is it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i was wondering wtf was that doing in wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; yeah!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; omgggggg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; what the fuck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;prey and pray says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; now thats embarassing lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;follow your bliss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; hahaha yeah it is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; dang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-4033164342023631816?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/09/mmmshavenhavennnn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11844589.post-7618025155013248275</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 04:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T00:43:07.277+08:00</atom:updated><title>fuck running run fucking</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my musings................ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as influenced by a certain somebody on facebook who just posts random shit and calls it "my musings"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;fyb: wats lmfao?&lt;br /&gt;me: laugh my fucking ass off&lt;br /&gt;fyb" whats lmao?&lt;br /&gt;me: remove fucking&lt;br /&gt;fyb: oh yea no fucking&lt;br /&gt;(she's a chick and we might have a house party this weekend. how subtle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no women who cant cum , just men who cant fuck&lt;br /&gt;-irreversible ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you're having trouble finding suitable tricycle just fork out the extra cash and pay for a better model ;)" - jimmy, in reference to me "hoping for a tricycle (aka threesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck im having trouble remembering i should just write shit down next time i think of it fuck fuck fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what time is it, she asked, as we made out&lt;br /&gt;time to get half past naked bitch :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11844589-7618025155013248275?l=bm.infusionz.com%2Fb%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bm.infusionz.com/b/2009/09/fuck-running-run-fucking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fucking king of cb)</author></item></channel></rss>