<?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-14694578</id><updated>2011-07-29T11:11:29.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MouMou's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694578.post-4425019236473214033</id><published>2010-03-08T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:54:26.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers Crossed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href ="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4416644019_99c6570234_o.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4416644019_99c6570234_o.jpg" width="388"  alt="MOT" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;It may be a practical joke for all we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-4425019236473214033?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/4425019236473214033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=4425019236473214033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4425019236473214033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4425019236473214033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2010/03/fingers-crossed.html' title='Fingers Crossed'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5838055421478620331</id><published>2009-09-30T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:19:18.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGWTFBBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mou-mou&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Ludicrously fat person. Usually stupid. Too big for real clothes, more suited to tents. &lt;br /&gt;   Crocks are the footwear of choice for the mou-mou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Fuck me that's a mou-mou and a half!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Mou-mou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5838055421478620331?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5838055421478620331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5838055421478620331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5838055421478620331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5838055421478620331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2009/09/moumou.html' title='OMGWTFBBQ'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8721705969451368490</id><published>2009-03-03T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:10:54.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3644/3324661439_4b4f0a22e0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3644/3324661439_4b4f0a22e0_o.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm preparing to sleep in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can try wearing my PJs to Orchard in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trend Setter Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8721705969451368490?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8721705969451368490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8721705969451368490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8721705969451368490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8721705969451368490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2009/03/spot-difference.html' title='Urban Warrior'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-2598565630937245927</id><published>2008-12-20T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:27:47.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-nificant</title><content type='html'>1eggmuffintastinglikemcgriddles7&lt;br /&gt;1lazyboylazylunchlotsoffunfnfsns9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-2598565630937245927?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/2598565630937245927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=2598565630937245927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/2598565630937245927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/2598565630937245927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/12/d-nificant.html' title='D-nificant'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-731247417834591570</id><published>2008-12-14T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:08:01.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>69dB</title><content type='html'>nothing &lt;&lt;br /&gt;be it + or -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm allergic.&lt;br /&gt;I realised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-731247417834591570?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/731247417834591570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=731247417834591570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/731247417834591570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/731247417834591570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/12/69db.html' title='69dB'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8949385955412308720</id><published>2008-12-12T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:15:40.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Fell...</title><content type='html'>If I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Would you promise to be true&lt;br /&gt;And help me understand&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been in love before&lt;br /&gt;And I found that love was more&lt;br /&gt;Than just holding hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I give my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I must be sure&lt;br /&gt;From the very start&lt;br /&gt;That you would love me more than her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I trust in you, oh please&lt;br /&gt;Don't run and hide&lt;br /&gt;If I love you too, oh please&lt;br /&gt;Don't hurt my pride like her&lt;br /&gt;'cause I couldn't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I would be sad if our new love was in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you see that I&lt;br /&gt;Would love to love you&lt;br /&gt;And that she will cry&lt;br /&gt;When she learns we are two&lt;br /&gt;cause I couldn't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;and I would be sad if our new love was in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I hope you see that I&lt;br /&gt;would love to love you&lt;br /&gt;and that she will cry when she learns we are two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fell in love with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8949385955412308720?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8949385955412308720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8949385955412308720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8949385955412308720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8949385955412308720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-fell.html' title='If I Fell...'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5694157898329317857</id><published>2008-11-23T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T04:58:27.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAH!</title><content type='html'>Alrighty peeps, grabbed this off one of my fellow dudes' blog.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, ROFLYAO.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, Try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. When I was born, I was given a choice -- A big dick or a good memory. I don't remember which I chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. A wife is a sex object. Every time you ask for sex, she objects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Impotence: Nature's way of saying 'No hard feelings...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. There are only two four letter words that are offensive to men - 'don't' and 'stop', unless they are used together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Panties: Not the best thing on earth, but next to the best thing on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. There are three stages of sex in a man's life: Tri Weekly, Try Weekly, and Try Weakly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Virginity can be cured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Virginity is not dignity, its lack of opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. I tried phone sex once, but the holes in the dialer were too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. Marriage is the only war where you get to sleep with the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13. A couple just married were happy with the whole thing. He was happy with the hole and she was happy with the thing......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14. Q: What are the three biggest tragedies in a man's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A: Life sucks, job sucks, and the wife doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A: Breasts don't have eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;16. Despite the old saying, 'Don 't take your troubles to bed,' many men still sleep with their wives!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5694157898329317857?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5694157898329317857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5694157898329317857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5694157898329317857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5694157898329317857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/11/hah.html' title='HAH!'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8941787739024833699</id><published>2008-11-17T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:45:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Act</title><content type='html'>To control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's seemingly uncontrollable progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort here.       Effort there.        Effort there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                   No where.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on ...... stagnancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8941787739024833699?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8941787739024833699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8941787739024833699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8941787739024833699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8941787739024833699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-laugh.html' title='The Act'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5453728710783950517</id><published>2008-11-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:55:05.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it take?</title><content type='html'>4W1H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="99CC66"&gt; Who.When.Where.How.Why &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5453728710783950517?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5453728710783950517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5453728710783950517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5453728710783950517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5453728710783950517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-does-it-take.html' title='What does it take?'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-2279053822049605057</id><published>2008-10-20T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:13:14.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First , The Last , The Adrenaline Rush</title><content type='html'>Grabbing hold, he felt control,&lt;br /&gt;Setting foot, up the horizontal.&lt;br /&gt;Judgment calls, he's way too safe.&lt;br /&gt;Up he goes, on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he realised, the peak is near?&lt;br /&gt;It's all too late, gone his fear.&lt;br /&gt;"Rose on Titanic", he let free,&lt;br /&gt;off the grip, towards gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline rushed, he's gonna come,&lt;br /&gt;BAAAM! it was loud, he went numb.&lt;br /&gt;Felt the pain, none to gain,&lt;br /&gt;just the graveyard left to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-2279053822049605057?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/2279053822049605057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=2279053822049605057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/2279053822049605057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/2279053822049605057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-last-adrenaline-rush.html' title='The First , The Last , The Adrenaline Rush'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-6275426088198591260</id><published>2008-09-21T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:03:48.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ap·pre·ci·a·tion</title><content type='html'>n.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Recognition of the quality, value, significance, or magnitude of people and things.&lt;br /&gt;   2. A judgment or opinion, especially a favorable one.&lt;br /&gt;   3. An expression of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Awareness or delicate perception, especially of aesthetic qualities or values.&lt;br /&gt;   5. A rise in value or price, especially over time.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Something that human tends to overlook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-6275426088198591260?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/6275426088198591260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=6275426088198591260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/6275426088198591260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/6275426088198591260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/09/appreciation.html' title='ap·pre·ci·a·tion'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-4673285921398680829</id><published>2008-08-22T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:50:56.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2784694182_bdf6e96bf3_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-4673285921398680829?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/4673285921398680829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=4673285921398680829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4673285921398680829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4673285921398680829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/08/hm.html' title='Hm....'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5303257696984907271</id><published>2008-08-09T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:13:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUSSYFOOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2746359524_270f5138a1_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/2745524187_11c2cf96ce_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2745524341_b6b8ccd0ce_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/2745524441_8f203100a7_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5303257696984907271?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5303257696984907271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5303257696984907271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5303257696984907271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5303257696984907271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/08/pussyfoot.html' title='PUSSYFOOT'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8634069618057297566</id><published>2008-07-02T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:26:40.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hung On Too Long</title><content type='html'>Have I really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8634069618057297566?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8634069618057297566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8634069618057297566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8634069618057297566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8634069618057297566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/07/hung-on-too-long.html' title='Hung On Too Long'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8979396338156628151</id><published>2008-05-26T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:14:54.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting E-mou</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone will experience this at a certain phase of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You start to think, what is your life about? &lt;br /&gt;What will be installed for you in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Which direction should you be taking?&lt;br /&gt;How is your love life doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always on a one way street. There are many roads, many lanes, many ways and more importantly, many motorists.&lt;br /&gt;You may want to get there fast, but everyone has the exact sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;You may plan to take this particular route, but you never know if there's a hinderance closing in.&lt;br /&gt;You may chance upon this ride that really got your attention, would really like to travel down the road with it, but never know when you can afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the expressway doesn't seem fast anymore. ERP gantries everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting at a cross road, watching the traffic, thinking, deciding.&lt;br /&gt;I've identified my dream car, a reliable one, a nice one, a great performing one with great heritage.One that will compliment my character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like a hard to get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8979396338156628151?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8979396338156628151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8979396338156628151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8979396338156628151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8979396338156628151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-e-mou.html' title='Getting E-mou'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8612967102025893926</id><published>2008-05-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:23:41.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/05/2008</title><content type='html'>It's not always rainbows and butterflies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8612967102025893926?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8612967102025893926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8612967102025893926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8612967102025893926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8612967102025893926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2008/05/19052008.html' title='19/05/2008'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-4919435476239396927</id><published>2007-12-08T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T18:15:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life, No Life</title><content type='html'>Ah hah! Hello to many of you reading this blog. My name is Mulder. No I don't do X-files and I don't know any Scully. I'm in the car trade. Most should have known my existence in &lt;a href="www.primecars.com.sg"&gt;Prime Cars&lt;/a&gt;. Life here.....hm................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! So this marks the end of my post. Anyone interested to get a Toyota, Honda, Merc or Evo X or Civic Type R or a new boyfriend or renew insurance, don't hesistate to contact me for further details! Will be glad to be of service!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-4919435476239396927?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/4919435476239396927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=4919435476239396927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4919435476239396927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4919435476239396927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-life-no-life.html' title='New Life, No Life'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-4921659736898935970</id><published>2007-09-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:56:36.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B³</title><content type='html'>Bye Bye Ball.&lt;br /&gt;Finally. After Gawd knows how long, got ran over by almost every vehicle, ranging from motorbike, car to RUBBISH TRUCK, the legendary navy blue ball finally retired.&lt;br /&gt;But before we let Mr Blue Ball end its service, it had one last job to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/1464009464_d59a0c863a_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...to the soccer bunch, try remembering the Brand of this ball. If you can guess it right, I will go into the construction site at Limbang park and retrieve the ball for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I say where we left the ball?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-4921659736898935970?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/4921659736898935970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=4921659736898935970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4921659736898935970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/4921659736898935970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/09/b.html' title='B³'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5292477815987555522</id><published>2007-09-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:58:15.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summon Saga</title><content type='html'>So so so... Well well well... for the past few months, I, along with some of the dudes encountered some interesting experiences with the carpark attendants aka Ah Zeh aka Feng Fei Fei. If we sum up the amount, it should reach a whopping 380 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest experience was the legendary "Wheel Clamp". We were at Tea Party when it all happened. As I couldn't find a parking space for long, I decided to try my luck at these so called "Private Parking Lots". Well...there were signs that states it's a wheel clamp zone and it will cost 150 to remove those thingy, but I guess I chose to be blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the following picture was what I saw after a happy chill-out session. Totally screwed. Luckily Tea Party's boss came to the rescue. Great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1408/1463025221_a0f368c678_o.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1408/1463025221_a0f368c678_o.jpg" width= "340" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cleek to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. If you're looking for pictures of my car being clamped, I wasn't in the right state of mind to take it. Pai seh. HAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5292477815987555522?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5292477815987555522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5292477815987555522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5292477815987555522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5292477815987555522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/09/summon-saga.html' title='Summon Saga'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5025962400936509203</id><published>2007-09-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:40:29.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"If you think you are beaten, you are,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you think you dare not, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you like to win, but you think you can't&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is almost certain you won't&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you think you'll lose, you're lost&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For out of the world we find,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Success begins with a fellow's will&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's all in the state of mind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you think you are outclassed, you are,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You've got to think high to rise,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You've got to be sure of yourself before&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You can ever win a prize.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Life's battles don't always go&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To the stronger or faster man,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But soon or late the man who wins&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;is the man who thinks he can!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5025962400936509203?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5025962400936509203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5025962400936509203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5025962400936509203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5025962400936509203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/09/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8908805943847954704</id><published>2007-09-01T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:46:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You asked your status in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8908805943847954704?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8908805943847954704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8908805943847954704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8908805943847954704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8908805943847954704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-asked-your-status-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-727720565574194603</id><published>2007-08-20T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:20:16.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not about how fast you can go on the straights.&lt;br /&gt;It's about how well you can handle the bends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/14694578-727720565574194603?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/727720565574194603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=727720565574194603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/727720565574194603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/727720565574194603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-not-about-how-fast-you-can-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-8004910149818778724</id><published>2007-08-13T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:42:29.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Class</title><content type='html'>The following explains why you're hearing only 30 seconds of music from iMeem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are my friends only hearing the 30-second previews to the songs I uploaded?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we obtain permission from the registered artist or record label to stream a song at full-length to everyone, other users may listen to songs you upload to your profile as 30-second previews. You can always listen to songs you upload at full-length.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-8004910149818778724?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/8004910149818778724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=8004910149818778724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8004910149818778724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/8004910149818778724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-youre-hearing-only-30-seconds-of.html' title='Low Class'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-791031444576543674</id><published>2007-08-08T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:13:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Humour</title><content type='html'>Some twisted conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mou vs Marco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling him about the 100 bucks summon that got just after leaving my car for 7 minutes. The conversation got heated up and he shared his experience............ with feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marco says:&lt;br /&gt;tt time i shout liao&lt;br /&gt;Marco says:&lt;br /&gt;I coming&lt;br /&gt;Marco says:&lt;br /&gt;she purposely press fastly&lt;br /&gt;Mou says:&lt;br /&gt;HAAA&lt;br /&gt;Marco says:&lt;br /&gt;faster.. damn ch** b** &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(I'd like to buy an "E" please)&lt;br /&gt;Marco says:&lt;br /&gt;feel like ppulling off her tudung&lt;br /&gt;Mou says:&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAA &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mou VS Jim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an avid gym-mer (if there's such a word), Mr Jim hits the gym without fail even if it means "I only had 6 hours of sleep" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah man&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;jus now go toilet nap&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;Mou says:&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;Mou  says:&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;Mou  says:&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;farking tired man&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;now feelin better&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;x=&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;Mou  says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;bo bian what&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;farking tired&lt;br /&gt;Jim says:&lt;br /&gt;aahhaa "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whack friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day (I forgot which day, I intended to blog about this long time ago), I wore this following tee out. It felt different. It's either I've gained some mass at some areas, or the tee just simply shrank to it's true size.&lt;br /&gt;So the natural thing for me to do is to flip the tag and see wuzzap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I understood why.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/1041385768_04d81d14b7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, next time pay more attention to details to the things you're buying.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever buy clothes that are made in Mars. Aye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-791031444576543674?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/791031444576543674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=791031444576543674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/791031444576543674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/791031444576543674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-humour.html' title='Random Humour'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-5139333255002872591</id><published>2007-06-03T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:13:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truely Asia?</title><content type='html'>So I've crossed the straits to have a 3 day 2 night escape with 3 dudes of mine.&lt;br /&gt;The company of friends beats anything.&lt;br /&gt;Well Genting was a bore. The only thing I'm looking forward to turns out to be, not exactly exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Many questions in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Go-Kart. Oh yeah, never tried it before and very eager to find out how it feels like to be mini-Schumacher. But all flames drowned when I looked at the theme park from my hotel room window. Holy hell I can probably push a trolley around faster than those four-wheeled thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;are not meant to be answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Berjaya Time Square. Freakin 13 stories of shopping and I've got nothing. HAHA. Things I'm interested seems more expensive there. The sales people must be visualising us as big Carrot heads walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after venturing indoors, we decided maybe we should take it to the outdoors for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Walking around, in hope to find my long awaited Ramly Burger and good food, we ended up....back at Berjaya Times Square's food court. The locals don't freakin' understood a word when I say " Hi, may I know where can I get a Ramly Burger around here?".&lt;br /&gt;All I got was confused speechless faces like this (O.o)&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! RAMLY BURGER!?! I thought it originated from your "Truely AsiaAAaaa"&lt;br /&gt;DoH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Many questions in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, we planned a little game of cards back at the hotel to kill the night. A little shopping at the local Cold Storage was done to keep the game alive.&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to the hotel with our bites, we were discussing about how we're gonna enjoy the night and stuff. Reaching the door, a sitcom happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span colour="#FFFFFF"&gt;I have no idea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Poo slotting in the keycard* ... *still trying*&lt;br /&gt;Marco came to the rescue! = "Aiya...you need my magical touch..."&lt;br /&gt;*Mou standing behind watching*&lt;br /&gt;*Marco trying with sheer determination*&lt;br /&gt;Mou looked up and stared at the door number: "(O.o) er...guys, are we at the right door?"&lt;br /&gt;*Mou takes off laughing*&lt;br /&gt;*Followed by the other 3 dudes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how to ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key phrases of the trip: "Aiya...you need my magical touch" , "Push the Tempo, Push the Tempo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  colour="#FFFFFF" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how to approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photos Still Developing*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-5139333255002872591?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/5139333255002872591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=5139333255002872591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5139333255002872591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/5139333255002872591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/06/truely-asia.html' title='Truely Asia?'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-1781133887291166439</id><published>2007-05-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:52:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Learnt</title><content type='html'>People walk, people learn.&lt;br /&gt;Be it the easy, or the hard. People do learn.&lt;br /&gt;I took the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;No one told me.&lt;br /&gt;It happened before. &lt;br /&gt;I thought it was just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;Now it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;Twice bitten now shy.&lt;br /&gt;People. Do not follow my footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts. &lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've banned instant noodles from my life.&lt;br /&gt;Instant noodles, instant misery.&lt;br /&gt;Almost vomitted my rectum out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;People! Maggi Mee is your last resort! But TRY not to touch it!&lt;br /&gt;And NO PICTURES TAKEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FFFFFF"&gt; May I Love You &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-1781133887291166439?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/1781133887291166439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=1781133887291166439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/1781133887291166439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/1781133887291166439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-learnt.html' title='I&apos;ve Learnt'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-6447256806588031419</id><published>2007-02-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:25:28.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Affairs</title><content type='html'>Been long people....been long..&lt;br /&gt;Glad that many people are actually urging me to update this web forming blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice feeling...nice feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;Who&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a few posts back (Yes I know your're thinking that I seldom blog..that's why it's only a few posts back), I blogged something about these barriers in front of my house with no obvious purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;really&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/398725023_b0ca1e05c6.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the purpose seems so clear. Just rather hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;understands&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the racks, something happened recently while I was car-watching from my window. It's the Lunar new year and it's a tradition for some families to do offerings to the Gods. Which one I don't know. But anyway, there were protests against these activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/398725022_1d85bddd4c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/398725022_1d85bddd4c_m.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Look Closer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;at&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See anything? Things with wings? They are what we call Bees. And Ms Foo, not FJSBeeSSsss ah... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Stunned the hell out of me. Suddenly it's like a disconnected TV, they rose like black pixels in the sky. Seldom do we get to see this kinda things happen right in front of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;all...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the abrupt ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-6447256806588031419?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/6447256806588031419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=6447256806588031419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/6447256806588031419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/6447256806588031419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2007/02/home-affairs.html' title='Home Affairs'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/398725022_1d85bddd4c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694578.post-116489302851837202</id><published>2006-11-30T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:28:22.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/102/310232954_aab0524588_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/102/310232954_aab0524588_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to take a closer look)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116489302851837202?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116489302851837202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116489302851837202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116489302851837202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116489302851837202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/11/mens-talk.html' title='Men&apos;s Talk'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116463098174999447</id><published>2006-11-27T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:30:09.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be A Boxer Guy</title><content type='html'>Er..This post is to......commemorate....the first pair of boxers to end it's service with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. You can save more money wearing Boxers as compared to briefs...This pair lasted me for around ..4 years if I'm not wrong. Trusty old undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say. No pictures either. You must be sick if you want any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116463098174999447?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116463098174999447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116463098174999447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116463098174999447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116463098174999447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-boxer-guy.html' title='Be A Boxer Guy'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116412923087115668</id><published>2006-11-22T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:33:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOULTING</title><content type='html'>I was nicknamed "Moulting" during my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;It's happening.&lt;br /&gt;People who've been around me should know that I've been experiencing some abnormal facial activities.&lt;br /&gt;Why do people get acne outbreaks during adolescence...while I get it when I'm like ... 21?&lt;br /&gt;Well..I suspected maybe it's my new mattress...so I got it dumped.&lt;br /&gt;It helped a little, but due to my *ahem* itchy fingers.. I got myself some *ahem* cute dimples on the wrong areas of my face.&lt;br /&gt;So...Mum fixed me an appointment (although it's actually on first-come-first-serve  basis) at this Kin Mun clinic in Toa Payoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "http://static.flickr.com/105/302866378_9f52fe3300_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/105/302866378_9f52fe3300_o.jpg" width="340"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(click on image to *ahem* ENLARGE)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see...it's in the middle of no where at all.&lt;br /&gt;But I can provide you with the address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLK 66 Toa Payoh Lor 4&lt;br /&gt;#01-319 Singapore 310066&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 62566353&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you get yourselves there, why not wait for a few months and ask me for reviews. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so to continue, I shall end with what the Doc actually prescribed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/102/302852316_bb2055d0d5_o.jpg" width="340"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL these will cause BURNING sensation. I'm gonna be so HoT. *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end. You may be saying " Gosh...Mou is so Vain.....so Vain.."&lt;br /&gt;Try not to..cos you're just repeating my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* I am doing these treatment for the good of your eyes. If you know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116412923087115668?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116412923087115668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116412923087115668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116412923087115668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116412923087115668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/11/moulting.html' title='&lt;font size= &quot;16&quot;&gt;MOU&lt;/font&gt;LTING'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116369113151406616</id><published>2006-11-16T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:33:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ask Me Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/115/298776871_3417e0fd48_o.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116369113151406616?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694578.post-116222265683208879</id><published>2006-10-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:40:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Feel ME??</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/122/283631913_effcd895e9_o.jpg" width="340"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116222265683208879?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116222265683208879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116222265683208879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"http://static.flickr.com/103/273709892_640c336e6f.jpg?v=0" width="340"&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/14694578-116124372645355055?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116124372645355055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116124372645355055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116124372645355055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116124372645355055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-definition-of-atom.html' title='My Definition of Atom'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116055644028816743</id><published>2006-10-11T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:53:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/84/266772596_6fa1feb481.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116055644028816743?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116055644028816743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116055644028816743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116055644028816743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116055644028816743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/10/nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnb.html' title='&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116031409630481039</id><published>2006-10-08T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T16:09:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find the Funny</title><content type='html'>&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;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/89/263821621_1088cbe101.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Found Funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116031409630481039?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116031409630481039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116031409630481039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116031409630481039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116031409630481039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/10/find-funny.html' title='Find the Funny'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-116021541579226880</id><published>2006-10-07T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:45:03.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Prom Queen</title><content type='html'>Not the first time I tried wearing a gown. The first was a surgery gown (which you have to be naked underneath, for gawd knows why), and this time it's the MRI ( Magnetic Resonance Imaging) gown (with boxers to keep my barrack warm, at least). Well, nothing to be shy about. Apart from the 4 other ladies and 2 other uncles present at the waiting room, it's all alright. But I have to say: Impressive how ladies in minis can take the chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/83/263648930_7b1565ced2.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the prom was 3 weeks back. The results were out.&lt;br /&gt;It reads as below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As mentioned in the history, the patient has an osteochondral lesion of the medial talar dome. The fragment measures about 9mm X 6mm. On MRI, although the upper surface appears mildly displace, it is attached to the underlying bone compatible with a healed lesion. There is a thin layer of cartilage overlying the superior surface of the lesion which shows heterogeneous signal possibly related to the previous trauma or surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anterior talofibular ligament is bowed anteriorly. The calcaneofibular ligament appears grossly intact. Increased signal seen in the posterior talobifular ligament is compatible with normal features. The deltoid ligament is intact with a small os subtibiale noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anterior and posterior inferior tibiofibular ligaments are not well seen and the anterior appears disrupted. The ligaments of the tarsal canal appear intact. Small amount of fluid is seen surrounding the flexor hallucis tendon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;Displaced but healed osteochondral lesion of the right medial talar dome with overlying cartilage thinning. Associated bowing of the anterior talofibular ligament and likely disruption of the anterior inferior tibiofibular ligament is noted."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I understand. Actually I do understand a bit. Just google a little. &lt;br /&gt;Who needs consultants man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-116021541579226880?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/116021541579226880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=116021541579226880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116021541579226880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/116021541579226880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/10/like-prom-queen.html' title='Like A Prom Queen'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115720153553148759</id><published>2006-09-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:53:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src ="http://static.flickr.com/81/231738156_cb964e5cce.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..................What do they really do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115720153553148759?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115720153553148759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115720153553148759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115720153553148759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115720153553148759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='?????????'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115719825065271300</id><published>2006-09-02T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:43:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inevitable.....</title><content type='html'>Boy, &lt;br /&gt;I understand that at times you'll feel lonely, abandoned, miserable. But this is something we all can't help. Ever since your companions left this world, you've been alone. Mum, Dad , Sis and me won't be at home the whole time to be around you. We have our own lifes to juggle, to study, to work, to bring you up. It's not easy, but you have to understand. You just have to learn to be independant and find life yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you as much as we loved the others. You're smart, you should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that you may be thinking, that some where out there, there will be someone who loves you much more than we do. BUT...is it true? Even if it's true, how should we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, think about it. Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://static.flickr.com/87/231705174_4a29ab52c8.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just thought it's funny.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115719825065271300?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115719825065271300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115719825065271300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115719825065271300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115719825065271300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/09/inevitable.html' title='The Inevitable.....'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115710384986518874</id><published>2006-09-01T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T19:48:10.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tin Can Army</title><content type='html'>So, it's another chao geng day today. Cough got worse yesterday so I decided to get it fixed today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's experience to the polyclinic was smooooooth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached polyclinic, no queue at the first station (They'll give you a number so that the respective counter at the second station can call for you). &lt;br /&gt;Proceed to wait for a while at the second station (where they will print you a service chit that tells you which room to go to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty weird system if you would ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why so many stations?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after getting the service chit, I went straight to CCKCC's MacDonald's to get myself breakfast. I love it when there's no one around and I can enjoy my breakfast. It's relaxing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then again you may ask, "Why is it that you will go get breakfast in between the waiting process?" &lt;br /&gt;If you've been to a polyclinic, you would know that the waiting time at polyclinics can take you from east of Singapore to west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my breakfast and walked back to the clinic, and it's my turn already. Neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the above has got nothing to do with today's entry.&lt;br /&gt;The real juice is below. *Ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/93/231708757_b7464d7be4.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't make out what is the photo about. It's a tin can army under the MRT tracks. And there are secondary school boys and girls in school and NCC uniform.&lt;br /&gt;At first sight, I thought the NS guys are booking in or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember holding tin cans asking for money when I was in secondary school. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just took the can, went home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love my handphone. The photo was taken while walking.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115710384986518874?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115710384986518874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115710384986518874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115710384986518874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115710384986518874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/09/tin-can-army.html' title='Tin Can Army'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115669158491337261</id><published>2006-08-27T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:23:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;: Minix Spreading Love :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah she's spreading her LOVE for cupcakes. She actually wanted to give me a surprise and asked me if I was free, but I somehow somewhat refused to meet (cos I thought she wanted me to go over to Woodlands. Very far..somemore she didn't wanna tell me wuz the meet for).&lt;br /&gt;So one day she kinda Instructed me to meet her at Lot 1 to get something from her. So I did. And this was what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://static.flickr.com/86/226031422_4d31c7368c.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really heartwarming, really brings a smile. It was specially ordered to have my initial "M" to be on the cake.I appreciate small details like this.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, cupcakes are pretty and really sweet. Diabetics or Diabetics-to-be, please stay away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;: My Own BOSS :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://static.flickr.com/79/226031420_7fafbf4a59.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this is a new fragrance in the market. My mum got it for me as she needs to spend a certain amount to get vouchers for Lawry's at Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It smells good. Masculine and not choking. Just the right fragrance I'm looking for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;: Gift of Friends :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/89/226031421_a8fc2f4d60.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since the last soccer game. I'm BACK! for a game and then out again..... Well it seems like my ankle is really kinda spoilt, so I'm scheduled for an MRI scan on 13th Sept and consultation on the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to have something broken eh? &lt;br /&gt;But it feels good to hang out with the usual gang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(these stuff should be posted LONG~~~~~~ ago. But it's delayed due to laziness..MuHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115669158491337261?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115669158491337261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115669158491337261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115669158491337261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115669158491337261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/08/past-presents.html' title='Past Presents'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115666540305926094</id><published>2006-08-27T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:56:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-creepy Crawler</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = "http://static.flickr.com/92/225858890_8f5074f6d9.jpg?v=0" width ="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad came home with a little something from the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby should be a tree lizard. Those that you may see hanging on your garden fence at times? It's scientific name is called "Urosaurus ornatus". Well....there are a few other species of Urosaurus ornatus but I'm not a lizard man so I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an animal lover, I actually wanted to rear it myself. But erm...I think better not. Not really sure what to do with it either. I've got no tree...no plants at home. The only place it MAY belong is the fish tank, if you know what I mean. But nah..so I asked dad to put it back into the wild in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...not all lizards are scary. Slimy ones are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and that's my wrist)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115666540305926094?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115666540305926094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115666540305926094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115666540305926094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115666540305926094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/08/un-creepy-crawler.html' title='Un-creepy Crawler'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115666010442255790</id><published>2006-08-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:35:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTORIOUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src= "http://static.flickr.com/63/225818562_64b166af04.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife. The mighty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened when a pick-up tried to pick up my wife. Being faithful to me, she resisted it. And that's what she got. Well...compensation will be claimed on the pick-up so it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wasn't the one driving. I'm a safe driver.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115666010442255790?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115666010442255790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115666010442255790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115666010442255790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115666010442255790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/08/victorious.html' title='VICTORIOUS'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115642127663463459</id><published>2006-08-24T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:12:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;: Got tagged. By Minix. :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favourites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Orange for now (I like white and turq too)&lt;br /&gt;Food: Steak, I Love...Steak...bloody&lt;br /&gt;Song: er....Sukiyaki? Maroon 5? 99.5fm?&lt;br /&gt;Day of the week: Monday! Cos I have Friday to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Current&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Lazy&lt;br /&gt;Taste: Yan Yan + Jia Jia &lt;br /&gt;Clothes: Army shorts&lt;br /&gt;Desktop: 1&lt;br /&gt;Toenail: 5&lt;br /&gt;Surroundings: Quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts: thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend: Myself&lt;br /&gt;Crush: erm.....Guess that will be Fiona?&lt;br /&gt;Lie: about my First Bestfriend (and that's the second)&lt;br /&gt;Music: What first music? That you have to read up the music history text yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarrette: I have a cigar in my shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Jia Jia&lt;br /&gt;Car ride: Dad driving me to work.&lt;br /&gt;Crush: Sprite can at Bukit Merah Interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Phone call: This morning with the SMRT auntie. Basket I lost my SAF ezlink. &lt;br /&gt;CD played: Top 100 Billboard in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have u ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated your bestfriend: Dated as in go out? of cos. &lt;br /&gt;Broken the law: Driving above speed limit. &lt;br /&gt;Been arrested: No Way Man! I'm a Safe Driver.&lt;br /&gt;Skinny-dipped: I'm not skinny at all.&lt;br /&gt;Have u been on TV: no.. Mine's LCD, don't wanna spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you don't know: Oh I wish man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I am wearing: tee, shorts, undergarment , and ear sticks? (Plus a smile I hope.)&lt;br /&gt;4 things I have done today: drink, ate, studied a little, talk to dad ( I'm very sure)&lt;br /&gt;3 things I can hear rite now: some korean singer singing, voices coming out from tv (that's what she said)&lt;br /&gt;1 thing I did when I am bored : rot (well who doesn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to tag: Nah...it all ends at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115642127663463459?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115642127663463459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115642127663463459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115642127663463459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115642127663463459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagged.html' title='TAGGED'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115254232054609438</id><published>2006-07-10T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:42:57.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Ground</title><content type='html'>Monday Blues...&lt;br /&gt;Lack of food...&lt;br /&gt;Lack of brains...&lt;br /&gt;A Hungry Man is An Angry Man...&lt;br /&gt;On the way home... Wanted to treat myself to Western Food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Stall...Not...Open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had McDon-oh-pathetic instead... &lt;br /&gt;Western food afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then I was on my way back home from Limbang Shopping Centre, walking pass the usual basketball court that My Gang and I would have our weekend soccer games. The last time I pass by it, it was under major renovation. The whole area was cordorned off by tall metallic sheets and all I could see was the basketball ring and the frame. BUT NOW THE METAL SHEETS WERE REMOVED!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed by the new floorings. Looks so much neater and much less slippery than before!! I remembered the days when we tend to slip and fall at the "G-Spots that we so called" after rainy periods. It's all gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on a second...&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/186414083_e133693800.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY LIKE THAT!!??!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115254232054609438?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115254232054609438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115254232054609438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115254232054609438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115254232054609438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/07/lost-ground.html' title='Lost Ground'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115237486311509586</id><published>2006-07-09T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:07:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Found Myself !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/184795570_1a9f0eae64.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115237486311509586?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115237486311509586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115237486311509586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115237486311509586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115237486311509586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-found-myself_09.html' title='I Found Myself !!'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115219151055429166</id><published>2006-07-06T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:19:40.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude! Where's My Bun??</title><content type='html'>So, I came home all shagged with my Zinger Meal with Large ice lemon tea. If you guys have yet to know, KFC has the best ice lemon tea. Totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled down...had my cheese + spring onion fries. Opened up the Zinger Burger box. TO MY HORROR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/183281095_498f326c87.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIKE LOSING YOUR LEFT BUTT CHEEK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115219151055429166?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115219151055429166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115219151055429166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115219151055429166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115219151055429166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/07/dude-wheres-my-bun.html' title='Dude! Where&apos;s My Bun??'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115150681691551358</id><published>2006-06-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:08:40.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy4Me, New Game4You</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;: New Toy4ME :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I "hitched" on Chan's shopping cart to the Sim Lims.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he's going there to customize a computer for his cousin, so I conveniently asked him to get me a pack of 50 dvds.&lt;br /&gt;Got my "order" in a BOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/78/177044566_f76b8ba61b.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, they only chuck all the 50 pieces in a cylindrical container.&lt;br /&gt;But now they place it in a nice box! Maybe Sony is trying to promote the movie "The Da Vinci Code"&lt;br /&gt;So I open the toy box like a 5 year old and look what I've found and fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/57/177028814_749093f183.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people surely knows how to market their products. The jigsaw puzzle is so cool... looking at it from 3 different angles and it will show you 3 different images.&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:New Game4You :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's not so much of a game.&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell Me Your Dream Cars,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I Will Show Tell What They Really Are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So start tagging and I will tell you all about it in the future entries!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115150681691551358?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115150681691551358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115150681691551358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115150681691551358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115150681691551358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-toy4me-new-game4you.html' title='New Toy4Me, New Game4You'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115124883085809806</id><published>2006-06-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:29:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Think....</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;...That Serving NS in DSTA is EASY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're partially wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Not only are you responsible of handling brain straining application exploration, you need to constantly psych yourself that " YOU LOVE PROGRAMMING".&lt;br /&gt;And not only that...you need to do FIRE DRILLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was Thursday and my manager went into every cubical with a slidable whiteboard written "FIRE DRILL ON 23 JUNE" , explaining that we have to evacuate the building and cross the road to Telok Blangah Rise Block 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH???? BY STAIRS?? BUT THIS IS 19 FLOORS LEH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to do what you've got to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the day itself..we actually strolled down the 19 floors of stairs. Actually me and the guys stopped at 14th floor for a short pee break before continuing the leg numbing journey. Readers, please don't try this at home. You can't possibly extinguish the fire with your pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while going down the stairs, there's one thought that actually kept me going. Try this if you happen to experience what I went through.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, the peeps from the 25th floor must be going soft."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;...That Mushrooms Only Grow Outdoors&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you're really wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Not only it grows INDOORS, it's growing on my TOILET MIRROR!!&lt;br /&gt;Holy Macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;I was bathing...brushing my teeth...looking into the mirror...and BAM this tiny white thing looking at me from the bottom of the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda freaked out. WHAT IS A MUSHROOM DOING ON MY MIRROR???&lt;br /&gt;If possible, can someone tell me what kinda Fungi is this?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it should be named after me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you....The MOUSHROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/73/174558649_42f1a63ed2.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115124883085809806?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115124883085809806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115124883085809806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115124883085809806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115124883085809806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-think.html' title='If You Think....'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115099068472083115</id><published>2006-06-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:47:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>Alright... Actually this entry won't exist...cos I'm rather stressed up recently due to work. But because this someone,[minix], demanded so strongly that I put up an entry for god knows what reason,so in order not to disappoint this loyal reader, here I am, presenting to you ... AN ENTRY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~ so....first up I shall show tell a few pieces of cloth that I got it online thru [minix]. She is the one who showed me online sprees. Something new so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprees: An event where a person gathers orders from interested parties online, place a bulk order to overseas supplier and get it distributed when the order arrives to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little something about the maroon piece in the picture. There's a griffin (the Americans call it dragon) embroidered on the left side and that's one hell of an animal! It will TEAR OFF my LEFT NIPPLE!! If you know what I mean. Ask me if you don't. Plus, american polo cuttings are rather weird. The sleeves are at half my upper arm length and FITTING! Sheesh...I don't wish you know...show too much of my body. But well...I paid for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/172649128_5209d4decf.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I actually bought 3 pieces but I can't find the last one online anymore, so anyone interested to see, you can try to date me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/172649127_566e9a3aaf.jpg?v=0" width="340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see...this is a cup of something. This cup of something is made by my mum with her new toy, The BLENDER. Damn that sounds good...like some wrestling character or such. So...since it's a new toy, my mum is new to making shakes too. For your information, I only had a few sips of that banana sheeshshake. I felt like vomitting. Guess it ain't sweet enough. But it's alright...things will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115099068472083115?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115099068472083115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115099068472083115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115099068472083115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115099068472083115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115063409945329714</id><published>2006-06-18T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:34:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Say You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/78/169530366_67f361a40a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker: Professor Mou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115063409945329714?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115063409945329714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115063409945329714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115063409945329714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115063409945329714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-say-you.html' title='What Say You?'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115029059032914188</id><published>2006-06-14T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:12:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/167076126_6598d243b6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to share with my readers a part of me that not many will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thinking Chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thinking Chair of mine has got no extraordinary stories behind it.&lt;br /&gt;This Thinking Chair of mine doesn't make me think better.&lt;br /&gt;This Thinking Chair is not exactly comfy till you can sleep your day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you understood wuz this Thinking Chair about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115029059032914188?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115029059032914188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115029059032914188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115029059032914188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115029059032914188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/thinking-chair.html' title='Thinking Chair'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115012561345156635</id><published>2006-06-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:29:56.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm NOT a rich bastard</title><content type='html'>Well...I kinda need a shoe for casual days..like going to Holland.V for a sip of something... Or to other relaxing places and that I don't feel like wearing slippers.&lt;br /&gt;So I went down to Queensway in hope for cheaper alternatives to the Branded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Eye-ing on the Levi's shoe I came across the last time, I went to ask the shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, May I know how much are you selling this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"$95.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/165737109_83d21e84e9.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paying so much just for the stupid red tab levis thing on my shoe is not my style.&lt;br /&gt;So my friend advised me to take a walk in Converse. Well...I never liked Converse as it's so school boy...So I got this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/165702396_faf41b8479.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to follow up, I got myself a bottle of fragrance...from CK&lt;br /&gt;Nope nope...not Contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I said back up there was kinda contradicting, but that doesn't determine how I'm gonna smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/69/165702395_3461825df4.jpg?v=0" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115012561345156635?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115012561345156635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115012561345156635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115012561345156635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115012561345156635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-not-rich-bastard.html' title='I&apos;m NOT a rich bastard'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-115007997030324716</id><published>2006-06-12T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T10:48:52.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my butt.</title><content type='html'>Has it ever occur to you...in searching for it, yet it's only just around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not talking about lovey dovey stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It's like that. On 10.6.2006,Saturday, we (Yumei, Chan, Fat and I) were going to Wilbie and Bird's commissioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started in a rush as my dad needs a ride to Beauty World, so I need to quickly get ready and send him there before going back to CCK to pick up the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;So I took ALL the things I need, including the envelope that contains the tix and car label to the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is crucial. I quickly send my dad off, went back to CCK to pick up Chan and then Yu Mei. So I asked Chan," Is the envelope containing the tix and car label in the back seat?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh....I remembered bringing the damn envelope with me when Chan called to remind me about it.&lt;br /&gt;So alright...believing it's not there, I drove all the way back home, went back up to my house.&lt;br /&gt;"GAWD it's not there! Where can it be???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I touched my butt pocket....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-115007997030324716?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/115007997030324716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=115007997030324716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115007997030324716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/115007997030324716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-my-butt_115007997030324716.html' title='In my butt.'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114960416684516958</id><published>2006-06-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:43:57.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meals Deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;: A Day At Fish &amp;amp; Co :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/161619880_3f75f9d506.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I FOUND FISH!", he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/161663431_d535428575.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their new setup at Wheellock's Fish &amp; Co. Pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another day we decided to pamper ourselves with good food. So we headed down to Wheellock for some fish.&lt;br /&gt;I had the "New York Fish &amp; Chips". It's the regular fish &amp; chips with CHEESE...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE cheese...but erm...I still prefer the original Fish &amp; Chips somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;: It's Raining Pizza! :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/161663426_cf2540d6a6.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Legendary Pizza Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/161663430_afee179689.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouse over to see my Nationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...it's a rainy day outside the office today, and so, we decided to stick our lazy asses on to the chair and make use of the phone to get our meals. Delivery that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we ordered:&lt;br /&gt;1 XL Hawaiian Pizza&lt;br /&gt;1 XL Beef Pepperoni Pizza&lt;br /&gt;1 Bottle of Sprite&lt;br /&gt;1 Bottle of Coke (Free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of satisfaction: S$37.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I concluded that, Canadian Pizza is definately better than Pizza Hut. They are more generous with the ingredients and the crust is much thinner. I don't like to get Full on Crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine picking up a slice of Canadian Pizza. Cheese stretches. You can taste the pizza even before it touches your tongue. Sinking your teeth into the piece of heaven, each time is a new experience. The warm juice of essence flows, disorienting all senses except for taste. Tearing gently, feeling the days back in your mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. But nah....it's not that fantastic.Just wanna make my post longer. But it's really better than Pizza Hut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114960416684516958?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114960416684516958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114960416684516958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114960416684516958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114960416684516958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/06/meals-deals.html' title='Meals Deals'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114895314883498024</id><published>2006-05-30T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:41:39.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the urge?</title><content type='html'>Alright...Thanks pEg for urging me to do something about the lowercases in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't realise, the archives were in lowercases too before the changes.&lt;br /&gt;I am just too lazy to figure out how come it's like that when I changed the skin to this.&lt;br /&gt;So now I fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay connected to my blog for the least updates people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114895314883498024?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114895314883498024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114895314883498024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114895314883498024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114895314883498024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-urge.html' title='Got the urge?'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114878491663532428</id><published>2006-05-28T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T10:55:27.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not All Orange Makes My Day</title><content type='html'>OKAY~~ SAY SAY SAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's around 1030 on a Sunday and Mr Mou is awake.&lt;br /&gt;For peeps who doesn't know, Mr Mou is not an early bird on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;So why am I waking up so early today? &lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple: I didn't really sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;And how is that possible that Mr Mou doesn't sleep??&lt;br /&gt;Orange Coffee = Kopi O + Cointreau&lt;br /&gt;GAWD I didn't expect it to be that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Fat,Peg,Chan,Wil,Jac and I) were at &lt;a href = "www.littlebali.com"&gt;Little Bali&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought, since we are at such a special place, why not have a special drink to match? And liquor coffee is really special to me. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't get this kinda sickly feeling anything soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114878491663532428?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114878491663532428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114878491663532428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114878491663532428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114878491663532428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-all-orange-makes-my-day.html' title='Not All Orange Makes My Day'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114811461250346706</id><published>2006-05-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:21:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights For The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;: THE SAIGON :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/149674701_b1643c0ee9.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heavenly Saigon Baguette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/149674702_b5ebc6ea63.jpg?v=0" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Satisfied Customers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the above pictures, you can see that we really enjoyed the mighty Saigon Baguette. People who knows me, knows that I'm not a fan of greens. So if i'm able to finish this, it MUST be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you readers' curiousity, I shall describe the ingredients for it.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, of cos there will be the baguette. The interior walls of the baguette is then spread with a layer of GOOSE LIVER PASTE. It's then accompanied with 3 DIFFERENT KINDS OF HAM. The final touch will be the stripped CUCUMBER, CARROT and if I'm not wrong RADISH. You can then choose to garnish it with bits of Coriander or strips of chili or both. In my picture, it's both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for?? It's available at The Viet Inspired Deli , Raffles City Shopping Centre, #B1-55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;: BACK TO SCHOOL :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back Singapore Poly on Friday. Actually we were asked to fetch a document back from MINDEF and we are doing it during lunch time. So...yeah, took a chance to go back to SP for lunch. The feeling was great! Looking at youngsters jumping, hopping around. Such a wonderful playground. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take pictures cos I was too hungry to do so.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty sure there will be chances for us to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114811461250346706?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114811461250346706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114811461250346706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114811461250346706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114811461250346706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/05/highlights-for-week.html' title='Highlights For The Week'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114765867330740208</id><published>2006-05-15T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:28:19.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged..........................</title><content type='html'>Alright...since I'm tagged...and I have not much things to do...and I'm SINGLE...so why not&lt;br /&gt;The game goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Lover ???&lt;br /&gt;1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 points about his/her perfect lover&lt;br /&gt;2. Mention the gender of the perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 8 victims to this and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged a second time, there is no need to do it a second time.&lt;br /&gt;5. The most impt part is having fun doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But due to some reasons, I have to skip step 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Eight Points.&lt;br /&gt;1. Knows how to make herself look good. Else she has to look naturally good. (I'm very honest.)&lt;br /&gt;2. She has to speak properly english. Proper doesn't mean fantasitic. Just good enough to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe...I would prefer a smart lady? Someone who has lots of knowledge and ideas to share with me. Being smart also mean able to handle situations, be it work, family, children or ME. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;4. Prior to the previous point, she needs to know when to and not to speak.&lt;br /&gt;5. Faithful&lt;br /&gt;6. Healthy!&lt;br /&gt;7. Good with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;8. Optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;9. Relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;10. I wouldn't mind if she knows how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;11. Humourous.&lt;br /&gt;12. Knows what she likes to do and be open to new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;13. Creative.&lt;br /&gt;14. Appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;15. Doesn't mind if I drive a lil too fast. (I'm a safe driver)&lt;br /&gt;16. Doesn't mind continue reading till this very last point even thou it has already passed 8 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon.... I didn't tag anyone! So I can use it for my perfect lover points right?!?&lt;br /&gt;The game is to have FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...it all draws down to compatibility&lt;br /&gt;There is no perfect lover in this world I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Men do change. Women too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114765867330740208?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114765867330740208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114765867330740208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114765867330740208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114765867330740208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged..........................'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114562487309996033</id><published>2006-04-21T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:07:53.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mouth got GoLd</title><content type='html'>Went to a private dental clinic today.&lt;br /&gt;Q&amp;M dental clinic at Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Reason is that i felt that one of my teeth chipped and wanted to get a filling so that it will not decay or what.&lt;br /&gt;So much for the effort of taking care of my teeth, insteading of getting a filling on that tooth...I got fillings on another 2 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;( - - )&lt;br /&gt;The dentist said the chipping wun be much of a problem..and if I insist to fill that up, he will need to drill a bigger hole for the filling, and that will destroy the good structure of my tooth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no Dr Teeth, so I went along with his flow.&lt;br /&gt;So...he said " ok...let me explain what I will do for you. I will do a complete scaling, and then do fillings for the 2 teeth below, which is rather deep from what I see."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok..do wuz best for me" was what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WEEeeeEEEe...BZZzzzZZzz...*&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...it was rather scary...(not to the extend that I will stand up and start whacking people)&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was like " ok...so....are we done yet? Am I ok?"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything came to a stop, he said he will show me what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Held on to a mirror myself* (erm...the clinic not very high tech lah...I must hold the mirror myself manually)&lt;br /&gt;"Alright. This is the filling that I've done for you" *start scraping my filled tooth*&lt;br /&gt;I saw...and I'm pretty amazed... No more metal-like fillings anymore! Fillings nowadays are white...Extremely Glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....I'm done...went out to wait for billing..&lt;br /&gt;"Mr Teo..so you did 2 fillings...and scaling..and the dentists prescribed you mouthwash as your gum is swelling..total will be ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FIVE..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY TOLIDO PIECE OF STINKING CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Jeans = $145&lt;br /&gt;Levi's Engineered Jeans = $160&lt;br /&gt;Getting white gold on your teeth..and knowing that you're ripped off = no way it's priceless.. IT'S G.D 175 BUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see Q&amp;M Dental Clinic on fire tomorrow...It's probably done by me.&lt;br /&gt;45L of Ron 95 Petrol flaming thru the clinic = Priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114562487309996033?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114562487309996033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114562487309996033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114562487309996033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114562487309996033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-mouth-got-gold_21.html' title='My mouth got GoLd'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114554091204990698</id><published>2006-04-20T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:48:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illegal Noob + Dip-erate</title><content type='html'>Today is 20 April 2006.... exactly 1 year back...I fixed on the sacred Red Triangle on my car.&lt;br /&gt;Now...I'm OFFICIALLY a QUALIFIED DRIVER...with TWENTY FOUR points.&lt;br /&gt;Well...nothing much to get excited about, cos I took it down on the 6th month of probation...&lt;br /&gt;I'm a safe driver...friends who sat in my car knows it...&lt;br /&gt;When I say SAFE...it means " Dude...don't get caught"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...apart from that triangle..hm..I've been looking at a Diploma in Interior Designing after NS.&lt;br /&gt;Some peeps say " izzn't that a waste of time?"&lt;br /&gt;Well...I agree to some extend that it's like...repeating another diploma just doesn't really make sense...&lt;br /&gt;How I wish there are other ways to step into that line of industry.&lt;br /&gt;My thinking is...I'm just getting another diploma of my interest which I believe it suits me better than IT... izzn't that better than doing what I don't like to do?&lt;br /&gt;But then again...my dear friend who is a merit student from SP ID told me that the starting pay for a Dip designer is rather low...like 1.5K,1.6K,2K&lt;br /&gt;hm.....headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...I emailed SP to enquire about the second diploma and what I was told was " you need to pay full fees for the second diploma"&lt;br /&gt;Right smack in my face...&lt;br /&gt;I calculated.&lt;br /&gt;It summed up to about 37700 SINGAPORE DOLLAAaaarrrrssss......&lt;br /&gt;HOly Piece of stinking crap...&lt;br /&gt;That's even more expensive than a degree loh............&lt;br /&gt;Really regret taking IT as my first choice...&lt;br /&gt;DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nevermind....I cracked my brain on another email to MOE... Hoping for some financial aid or something from them.&lt;br /&gt;Please do help me....I dun wanna face computers my whole life...&lt;br /&gt;The End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114554091204990698?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114554091204990698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114554091204990698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114554091204990698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114554091204990698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/04/illegal-noob-dip-erate.html' title='Illegal Noob + Dip-erate'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114412577969337569</id><published>2006-04-04T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T12:42:59.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chao Geng Goodness</title><content type='html'>Today is Mr Mou's Chao Geng day!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...what happen was I am having cough..so I took the chance to visit the polyclinic and get a day off!&lt;br /&gt;MuHaHaHa&lt;br /&gt;Like what my dad says " Buay Geng, Buay Chut Peng" (If you don't find ways to take time off to slack, you will get out of the Army) - This translation kinda suck...but it's ok. Anyone mind helping me out? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...This post is not about Chao Geng-ing actually.&lt;br /&gt;It's more about doing things alone.&lt;br /&gt;Well...morning 8+ am. Upon reaching the Polyclinic, a visible long queue welcomed me.&lt;br /&gt;Totally stunning. I thought I am so damn early that no one will beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am kiasu, just that I took a ride out of the house together with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..so after all registrations...the next step is to sit and wait. But before I do that, I went to visit the dental clinic to enquire about dental services (I think I need a filling on one of my teeth). And this friendly aunty recptionist said " Oh....must wait until June ah....today already got 40 appointments ah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.........ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....the whole stay at the Polyclinic lasts for quite a while... left the place at around 11 I guess?&lt;br /&gt;And oh...the nice lady Doc prescribed an asthma inhaler for me. She gave me that in case I got a relapse after 11 years. Funny but nice of her.  - She's a nice polyclinic doctor..gentle and patient...usually polyclinic dun give a hack about you. But it's ok..I just want my drug and day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can see what miracles the inhaler can do to Arowanas or Luo Han fish eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..so after that, took bus 190 to Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;Got to Ya Kun Coffee Stall. "One set A, Coffee please"&lt;br /&gt;Took the tray and walk to a sit.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly preparing and eating the Runny-Watery soft boil egg.&lt;br /&gt;Sipping the aromatic coffee, reading Motoring magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LIFE MAN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing this once in a while is really what we should be doing man.&lt;br /&gt;Get in touch with life. Slow down your pace, take a look around. Observe the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;Just so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my future career allows me to do this like once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;That will be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...if you're reading this... can you tell me where can I get affordable dental services?&lt;br /&gt;Like scaling...polishing...and a fill&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114412577969337569?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114412577969337569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114412577969337569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114412577969337569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114412577969337569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/04/chao-geng-goodness.html' title='Chao Geng Goodness'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-114060265091989325</id><published>2006-02-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:14:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RSS My ASS</title><content type='html'>Alright...by popular demand, I'm here to do posting to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm still in office now...waiting for dad to come pick me up for dinner...to celebrate my sis's b-day lah...so...nothing better to do,I decided to do some update.&lt;br /&gt;Not say I got nothing better to do lah...just that..I scared if I dun update, blogspot will kick me away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...You so might be thinking, "What on earth does your title mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If' you ain't thinking about it before this, I believe you are, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this, my to-do list is kinda filling up... and one of the things I have to do is to find out if RSS (Really Simple Syndication) can be implemented on the Mindef Intranet...&lt;br /&gt;It's really something new to me..(reason why I put the "really" is because the technology is Really Simplet Syndication...and it's RAPIMA (Really A Pain In My Ass))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....after some mind shattering research, I finally get a rough idea of what RSS is...what can it do....blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;So you may ask " Now, do you know how to implement it onto the Mindef Intranet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand what my title meant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-114060265091989325?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/114060265091989325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=114060265091989325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114060265091989325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/114060265091989325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/02/rss-my-ass.html' title='RSS My ASS'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113703562636636738</id><published>2006-01-12T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:13:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINDING 2006 Episode 01</title><content type='html'>Mr Mou signed up for Singnet Broadband 1500 kbps ... 12 months contract ( I don't understand why can't they just say 1 year contract... 12 months sound so long...just like 20 months to ORD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day for Mr Mou to be found online is 21/01/2006.. So...anyone gonna countdown and set fireworks on that day for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a "frequent" patron of the Apple shop in Lot 1 that the lady even knows what broadband plan and user IDs I want. Sheesh..been there 3 times before I can peacefully sign up.&lt;br /&gt;Even before I could sit down to talk to the lady, there were 2 aunties occupying the seats, and they won't give up asking so the many questions that can be answered if they read the damn user manual. Bing Jia Lat. Hope my future wife won't be so auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Side note: The aunties damn hiong...one buy Nokia N70 another one got Sony Ericsson W900I..Hiong..Hiong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only signed up for Singnet Broadband 1500kbps..&lt;br /&gt;- Free 3 months subscription..means I only pay $43.50 per month&lt;br /&gt;- Free Eternet Modem worth $137.00 ( wonder if anyone wanna buy this from me, I already got a modem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113703562636636738?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113703562636636738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113703562636636738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113703562636636738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113703562636636738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/01/finding-2006-episode-01.html' title='FINDING 2006 Episode 01'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113695028984510665</id><published>2006-01-11T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:31:29.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST 2006 Episode 01</title><content type='html'>Yesh...Mr Mou is featured in LOST now..No connection, totally by myself, struggling to survive without any form of communication with the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Flashback*&lt;br /&gt;Clock struck 12, Fireworks went off at esplanade and everyone is celebrating for the day I lose my internet connection... Yey... It's 11 January 2006, 1131 hours, and Mr Mou is blogging using office lappy, the only source that I can enter the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how I managed to endure for 10 days without net?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your Tekong days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been to Tekong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the guys about their Tekong days.. I guess they are more than willing to show and tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life without internet is not that bad lah....Just that you will tend to have a more quiet life, you wouldn't be as updated...and ya...things just happened without you knowing... Mr Chan should know what I am talking about... MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, life's good, a good way to give yourself a "short holiday".&lt;br /&gt;More time to think of what you wanna do...what you wish to do...and how to go about doing it..&lt;br /&gt;For me, I tot of ways to fix my room with the tightest budget. Hopefully my room wun pierce a hole in my heart and my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is not everything, but there's nothing free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, will blog again when I get my access to the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Denied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113695028984510665?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113695028984510665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113695028984510665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113695028984510665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113695028984510665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-2006-episode-01.html' title='LOST 2006 Episode 01'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113439633018932219</id><published>2005-12-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:06:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's proven...We are Men</title><content type='html'>The Men : Mou, Chan and Fat&lt;br /&gt;The Place : Taka, Wisma and Heerens....... only&lt;br /&gt;The prove : We cannot handle 3 hours of shopping....&lt;br /&gt;The result : 3 hungry asses enjoying their seats at Fish &amp;amp; Co. , The Glasshouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are built as pure hard men who cannot withstand shopping... This experience really made us wonder... Why is it that women can go on shopping without stopping... It's totally amazing... Moreover, the ladies are in heels and we are on comfy cushioned footwear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As highlighted by Chan during the walk, "How come we can cover 24 km with the full battle order, rifle, in green and wearing boots....but we can't do 3 hours of shopping?"&lt;br /&gt;-Well I am exempted from doing road march, but still I'm a man.. I'm a Horse Breeder... Best breed in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... this round of shopping is quite out of my plan...&lt;br /&gt;My initial plan was to get FEW clothes, a pair of brown casual leather shoes, and Fossil card holder... instead, all I had in my shopping bag was clothes...clothes...and more clothes...&lt;br /&gt;Hope they look good on me... cos I only know they look good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another 2 hand woven tops from Queensway S.C...&lt;br /&gt;They are considered cheap, around SGD 25 for each piece...but I like it...cos they are hand made... I like hand-made stuff&lt;br /&gt;The huge draw back is these two pieces of paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maintaining traditional hand-woven cotton / natural dye products&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hand-wash preferred. Minimum detergent esp. coloured fabric&lt;br /&gt;- Wash with like colour or seperate.&lt;br /&gt;- Do not use chlorine bleach.&lt;br /&gt;- Better to squeeze than twist to dry&lt;br /&gt;- Dry inside out when under direct sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Taking care of linen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Linen gets crumbled easily.&lt;br /&gt;- Hand-wash in cold water&lt;br /&gt;- Hang up straight to dry.&lt;br /&gt;- No bleaching.&lt;br /&gt;- Low to Mid Iron.&lt;br /&gt;- Do not twist dry for easy ironing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many instructions.... but lucky enough...they all look the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, me and Chan are kinda hooked onto this drug called KTV...&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that.... my voice is so soft over the mic...&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should try shouting at the mic and don't care if I am out of tone...&lt;br /&gt;That sounds more fun&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no....Indiano.... NOOooo...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113439633018932219?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113439633018932219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113439633018932219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113439633018932219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113439633018932219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-provenwe-are-men.html' title='It&apos;s proven...We are Men'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113363728190442532</id><published>2005-12-04T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T03:22:31.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry my Dear</title><content type='html'>Now I really get the taste of the phrase "&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prevention&lt;/b&gt; is better than &lt;b&gt;Cure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...It only took 3 days for me to get it happen to my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened in the *BeeP* carpark at the Teck Whye Community Centre carpark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has made me so sad for near 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can do something about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME!!! WHY NOT MY FATHER!!! WHY!!! WHY!!! WHY?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MuHaHaHA.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope no one noticed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*KeKeKeKe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm still sad, for your information-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113363728190442532?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113363728190442532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113363728190442532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113363728190442532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113363728190442532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-sorry-my-dear.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry my Dear'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113325691668824909</id><published>2005-11-30T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T17:35:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail The Originals! - by Cheapskate Mou</title><content type='html'>Hey...Now I dare to say " EH...I got buy originals one ok...."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Yes...I spent a "hefty" amount of money on 3 albums (4 disc) ok.....&lt;br /&gt;$SGD26.70 that is...&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Eh....I may be cheapskate...but they are O.R.I.G.I.N.A.L.S ok......&lt;br /&gt;The reason why they are dirt cheap is because they were imported from CHEENA!!&lt;br /&gt;Hail CHEENA!!&lt;br /&gt;They provide us with cheap imported goods and Hardcore workers so that we don't need to build the tall tall buildings ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the following are the albums that I bot and the prices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.H.I.N 带刺的蝴蝶 - SGD 7.90&lt;br /&gt;南拳妈妈的夏天 - SGD 8.90&lt;br /&gt;南拳妈妈 - 2号餐 - SGD 9.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total = SGD 26.70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRT CHEAP RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;Mou's Philosophy: "Well as long as it's original and can make my speakers sing...who care the price"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!! *BEEP*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113325691668824909?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113325691668824909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113325691668824909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113325691668824909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113325691668824909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/11/hail-originals-by-cheapskate-mou.html' title='Hail The Originals! - by Cheapskate Mou'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113281767142995002</id><published>2005-11-25T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:50:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mou's idiot guide on : "What Are Surprises"</title><content type='html'>Surprises : It's when your SUPERIOR and COLLEAGUE gives you a visit without informing you beforehand....and it's SCARY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mou says "@$#!@#$$%!#$!@#%$%~#$~#"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH KAO!! I just had a huge scare out of my life man!&lt;br /&gt;I thought this is another lonely day all by myself being grounded...&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO!! ABSOLUTELY NO!!&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was blasting the Maroon 5 Concert ' Life Friday the 13th', the door bell rang off...&lt;br /&gt;I tot it's some salesperson trying to disturb me...&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO!!! IT'S MDM JESSIE AND JOEL!!(peeps from MINDEF)&lt;br /&gt;wah....scare the hell out of me loh! cos I'm still in my PYJAMAS!&lt;br /&gt;HOLY *BEEP*&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna say is *BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End....*BEEP*!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113281767142995002?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113281767142995002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113281767142995002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113281767142995002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113281767142995002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/11/mous-idiot-guide-on-what-are-surprises.html' title='Mou&apos;s idiot guide on : &quot;What Are Surprises&quot;'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113241746125562293</id><published>2005-11-20T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:24:54.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grounded</title><content type='html'>Yeah...I am back from my op.&lt;br /&gt;Well I was supposed to be in a B1 ward with 3 other patients but as I am a loyal customer of SGH and they don't have enough bed in the B1 ward, I'm given an A class ward!&lt;br /&gt;It's totally cool....a whole room to myself...got TV ...got toilet...awesome...I can even control the room lights from my bed! How cool is that....once in a life time experience (yeah..once is enough..if you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..that's the happy thing....&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday...and Mr Chan with quite a few peeps are going to Chevrons for KTV!! AND I CAN'T GO!! I AM ***************** GROUNDED!&lt;br /&gt;Well...I believe all mothers will do that...&lt;br /&gt;Nope...she didn't forbid me from going?&lt;br /&gt;Just that I am sensible enough not to ask..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind lah huh? Good things don't come easy...Easy things don't come good...&lt;br /&gt;Shall hope that there are more KTV sessions and of cos...my new wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post: GROUNDED IS BULLCRAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113241746125562293?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113241746125562293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113241746125562293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113241746125562293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113241746125562293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/11/grounded.html' title='Grounded'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113215078843803924</id><published>2005-11-16T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:19:48.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting month of 2005</title><content type='html'>Guy A: Hey dude, if one day....your best friend, girlfriend and wife got into a deadly trouble..who will you save, if you can only save one?&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: All of them.&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: Only one...&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: They are the same person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, get onto topic. "Happening" is the name of November for 2005. Tmr, 17/11/2005, I'm going for my SECOND op...yeah...kinda old bird of SGH ald...haha. This time i'm there for Ankle Bone Debrimentation (not sure if this term exists). What the operation does is to remove the "chips" of broken bone from my ankle which is causing pain. One day surgery, much more minor than my ligament reconstruction. Hope I can really walk straight after the Op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another upcoming event is......MY WIFE!! My new wife is coming! She's the lady in black....nice ass....nice character...AW...She is a Colt Plus...BLACK...I chose it! MuHaHaA! so looking forward to ride it...yeah...gonna be gentle to her for the first 3 months...then I will start punishing her...(if you know what I mean...muahahah) Got a Colt Plus Elegance model which cost SGD65,488 but with 3K discount so it's SGD 62,488.&lt;br /&gt;It's on a SGA plate...and probably SGA 2XXX X. Well....honestly speaking, I don't quite like the car plate to be SGA...gives me a cheap feeling.. hahaha. I like the X,Y,Zs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nothing much to say, Saturday Mr Chan gonna bring the ladies to KTV...sigh...I doubt I can join in.&lt;br /&gt;=Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113215078843803924?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113215078843803924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113215078843803924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113215078843803924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113215078843803924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/11/exciting-month-of-2005.html' title='Exciting month of 2005'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-113095727413664210</id><published>2005-11-02T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:28:05.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night in Party World!</title><content type='html'>DSTA allowed me to conquer this song as follows! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;信乐团 - One Night In 北京&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我留下许多情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不管你爱与不爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;都是历史的尘埃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我留下许多情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不敢在午夜问路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;怕走到了百花深处&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;人说百花地深处&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;住着老情人 缝着绣花鞋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;面容安详的老人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;依旧等着那 那出征的归人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;你可别喝太多酒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;走在地安门外&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;没有人不动真情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我留下许多情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;把酒高歌的男儿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;是北方的狼族&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;人说北方的狼族&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;会在寒方起站在城门外&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;穿着腐蚀的铁衣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;呼唤城门外眼中含着泪..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;呜..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我已等待了几千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;为何城门还不开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;呜..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我已等待了几千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;为何良人不回来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我留下许多情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不敢在午夜问路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;怕触动了伤心的魂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我留下许多情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不敢在午夜问路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;怕走到了地安门&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不想再问你 你到底在何方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不想再思量 你能否归来嘛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;想着你的心 想着你的脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;想捧在胸口 能不放就不放&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one night in 北京 X 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank the following people to make this performance possible,&lt;br /&gt;First is Mr Xun Mao...who endured my singing in the office although he is sitting just right beside me (like 10 cm away?) ... I know it's stressful to hear my debut singing...&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to thank the group of 4..namely Mr Chan...and his pretty pretty cousin Miss Shi Jia..and our dear DJ Fat...and last but not least our future teacher...Miss Xiao Wei...&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I feel proud of my singing...MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;not because I sang well...just I fits me....MUAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Thanks All!&lt;br /&gt;ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mou say Good Bye....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-113095727413664210?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/113095727413664210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=113095727413664210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113095727413664210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/113095727413664210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-night-in-party-world.html' title='One Night in Party World!'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112886098926875515</id><published>2005-10-10T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:29:49.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long was it?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! okok I'm back to add some life to this ....sad...stagnant blog.&lt;br /&gt;Been like...more than 1 month since I said anything here huh?&lt;br /&gt;Let's becareful and not say anything racist...I dun wanna go jail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..let's talk about what I am doing now...&lt;br /&gt;I was posted to MINDEF, Joint Communication and Information System Department, Knowledge Management Branch...First day at MINDEF was totally....insane.. I was told to sit beside Mam Janice (Chief Clerk) and...do nothing&lt;br /&gt;OMG..the feeling was..."how come still 3 O'clock only..." real bored......&lt;br /&gt;But the second day was good..Mr Neo, the manager of DSTA and the person incharge of Knowledge Management branch brought me to my NEW OFFICE..It's in DSTA (Defence Science and Technology Agency)! That's so damn cool man...Cos I get to wear civilian and serve NS!&lt;br /&gt;But the first week was kinda troublesome..cos DSTA is such a highly secured place that a pass is needed where ever you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visitor's pass only allows me to enter the building, but it can't get me into my office! so every morning I have to call my colleague to open the door for me, which is very ma fan, very pai seh.&lt;br /&gt;And then on the 2nd week, for God knows what reason, they close the damn gate A! And I can't use the side gate! so I have to WALK to GATE B which is like....250M away? and then I have to WALK BACK to Tower A! HOW DUMB IS THAT... Well it's all over, I've got my PASS....the feeling of having a pass is...so cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in DSTA..well...quite boring I must say...I'm yet assigned any task...the only thing I was asked to do was to read this....User Manual...a 598 pages User Manual on this program call Calendra... U get the point? Reading a MEANINGLESS 598 pages User Manual is totally .... brainless... so..in order to keep me awake from time to time, Solitare and Minesweeper are my favourite games..&lt;br /&gt;These are the only games my desktop is capable of...&lt;br /&gt;Well, my best score was 6 seconds for Minesweeper (beginner) and 229 seconds for Solitare.&lt;br /&gt;SIAO AH!!! I hope I can at least have a laptop for internet access...shall see what comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr I need to wear that DAMN Green Man uniform again...going on course at Khatib camp... Admin Support Assistant Course...which means Clerk course...&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's EXCITING.... kidding who...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112886098926875515?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112886098926875515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112886098926875515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112886098926875515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112886098926875515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-long-was-it.html' title='How long was it?'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112688021572735314</id><published>2005-09-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:16:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quiz about me</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;Your views on educationYou may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112688021572735314?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112688021572735314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112688021572735314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112688021572735314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112688021572735314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/09/quiz-about-me.html' title='a quiz about me'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112453452338799178</id><published>2005-08-21T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T18:42:59.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness Struck Me</title><content type='html'>Yeah...finally I'm down for Attend C.. 38.3°C + Prolong Cough + Running Nose + Diahorrea with Blood toppings.. Sounds serious eh? It's common ironically... The heat in Tekong is like.... Pwoof&lt;br /&gt;Got Attend C on Wednesday after resting on the bed for a while...The my dear bunkmates was like&lt;br /&gt;" eh Mou...you ok or not? you don't look ok leh.."&lt;br /&gt;me: " huh izzit? dunno leh...maybe very tired lah.."&lt;br /&gt;* someone came and feel my forehead*&lt;br /&gt;" wah eh....hot leh....go take your temperature now.."&lt;br /&gt;me: " har? hot ah? cannot be ba....."&lt;br /&gt;* took the kinky green thermometer and stick it into my mouth*&lt;br /&gt;* Beep Beep Beep*&lt;br /&gt;me: " oh fuck...38.3°C man....damn it...but I feel ok leh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur...everything is so sudden.. 2 days before I got the fever, I had diahorrea. Within 2 hours I visit the toilet like 4 times... Not a good feeling man... and the next day I shit blood... well...not really shocked...but more to worry.. luckily it's just due to heatiness.. eat more fruits and drink more water and it will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..the day after I got my fever, my bunkmate, Jonny Alpha, caught the fever too...his case is more powerful, 39.4°C with nose bleeding...haha! He is the nose bleeder... it's the fourth time his nose bleed so far... Think he's having menses thru the nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's talk about this week's activities...Monday and Tuesday is totally SLACK DAY..omg...it's like...we totally didn't do anything? more than 5 hours of admin time? I got so bored till I start copying down army songs lyrics! Wednesday we went for grenade throw practice...and after that I got my fever... Attended C, booked out, reached home and had good rest... booked in on Friday morning 0730 (sickening timing) and got in time for the first IMT(Individual Marksmanship Training) lesson..This lesson is a simulated live range where by the shooting is computerised. Real lucky I didn't missed it because that lesson should not be missed. Nothing really much from then on..today had IMT 5 &amp;amp; 6... The Fig. 15 target is freaking tiny... any movements and you will shoot no where. Overall was a pass... hope the live range can be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..This week is another boring week.. The guys are going to Chinablack...and ya...I don't club..so I ain't going... sad.... Nevermind..take it as i'm saving money.. Left around 2 weeks plus and I will PASS OUT LOH! Yey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TEKONG!!&lt;br /&gt;TO HELL WITH TEKONG!!&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO LIFELESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming Happenings: Live Range, Night Shooting (This is gonna be sickening..cos night shooting usually will last till midnight...and ya...have to wake up at 0530...WAT THE HELL!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112453452338799178?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112453452338799178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112453452338799178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112453452338799178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112453452338799178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/08/sickness-struck-me.html' title='Sickness Struck Me'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112394647586258800</id><published>2005-08-14T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T23:23:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Field</title><content type='html'>Woo Hoo! Been through one of the big events in BMT, which is the field camp! For those who doesn't know, field camp is a camp that requires recruits to go outfield and stay at the campsite for 7 days 6 nights (Pes A &amp; B). But as I am Ah Gua Peng (Pes C), I'm informed that my field camp will be 4 days 3 nights! Well....that's something to be happy about I guess...But...wuz even better is that my field camp was only 3 days 2 nights! How better can that be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's talk about my field camp... First day was dedicated to building our basha ( field shelter, tentage)... While building the basha, I almost got to take confinements! Here's what happened; I did not take my dinner before booking in, thus, resulting my weak body on the first day of camp. While building our basha, we have to wear our helmets, S.B.O (Skeletal Battle Order) and hang on to our rifles!! It's not easy honestly.. so...being weak, I decided to put down my rifle so that I can proceed building my basha more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Build Build Build.... Ah...finally done..."&lt;br /&gt;*Turns around to get back my rifle*&lt;br /&gt;"OH WTF?! WHERE IS MY RIFLE??"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys.... Anyone saw my rifle??"&lt;br /&gt;someone replied "Platoon Sergent took it already lah.."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Fuck....This is Shit man..."&lt;br /&gt;*Approach Platoon Sergent*&lt;br /&gt;"Err....Platoon Sergent ah...My rifle........"&lt;br /&gt;Platoon Sergent : " Mou de, you owe me one sentry ah..."&lt;br /&gt;*lan lan suck thumb*&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Platoon Sergent...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...So I thought..." Wah Liao Eh...Mou ah Mou...how can you be so stupid....this is the simplest of rules to abide to loh....like that also can happen?"&lt;br /&gt;but my excuse for myself was " Aiyah...I am feeling weak...so naturally...I will feel blur also wat..."&lt;br /&gt;Well nevermind...Sentry duty is just for the camp site itself....it's ok..not that bad a punishment for such a big mistake...&lt;br /&gt;BUT....Heaven was on my side! We were only taught how to do Sentry Duty on the THIRD day...which is our LAST day of camp! and Sentry is only done at night! Which means.....I DON'T NEED TO DO!! Hoo HaA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to food... Our meals were supplied to us in forms of Combat Ration.. Which means everything is vacuum packed and designed for portability. The first pack of main course I took was "Chicken Noodles with Tomato Basil Sauce". Well....for combat ration...I must say that it's nice...some how better than cookhouse food... haha no joke.. Then at night...we did field cooking.. in a tactical way. Meaning? means....when we cook, no fire or smoke should be in sight... how is field cooking done? First, you dig a trench with the Entrenching Tool, deep and long enough to accomodate 5 pieces of solid fuel. Then you have to place the mass tins ( metal square container used to cook) in such a way that no fire can escape, yet not fusing off.. Yeah...this is tactical cooking... one of the groups failed to do so and guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;*Sergent came running with the jerry can (huge container to carry water) towards the non-tactical chefs*&lt;br /&gt;"FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE!!"&lt;br /&gt;*Sergent Pours water onto the cooking site*&lt;br /&gt;"YOU ALL FUCKING HELL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IS TACTICAL COOKING IZZIT? DIDN'T I SAY I DUN WANNA SEE SMOKE OR FIRE?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh...that was one hell of a joke man...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;In the end...I guess they had to munch on combat rations ba?&lt;br /&gt;As for my field cooking...Tactical was there...BUT...my while cooking.... a few bugs (like 7 or 8?) took a dive into my soup...so...yeah...not very nice eh? But no choice lah...just bear with it once and for all... Looking on the brighter side...I'm not the worst...My sections mate, Jonny Alpha, his soup base is the swimming pool for 20 over bugs... yeah u read that..20 over... real sick.... wuz best?&lt;br /&gt;He finished everything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;I felt disgusted to go on...&lt;br /&gt;upcoming events are : Rifle range (yeah baby...time to show some skills....)&lt;br /&gt;Grenade Throw (erm...excuse me Sir...do I throw this round thing?&lt;br /&gt;or do I throw this pin?)&lt;br /&gt;OC night ( "OC Sir, how old are you?" [one question I really wish to know])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=The End, Till Then=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112394647586258800?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112394647586258800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112394647586258800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112394647586258800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112394647586258800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-from-field.html' title='Back From Field'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112356586578037061</id><published>2005-08-10T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T13:39:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Confinement Week</title><content type='html'>Well well well.....&lt;br /&gt;It's 1320 now...going in at 1800.. didn't have time to blog for the past few days as I was busy packing my field pack for field camp on Wed&lt;br /&gt;Life in army....quite alright I can say? Just a little slack...No Gym, No Swim, No Run, No Route March, No 5 BX, No Games...well...what can I expect?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made my stay good was my section mates A.K.A Bunk Mates... They are the most GARANG of the platoon! Just what I needed. Everything do until Swee Swee Buay Zao Jui one...&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes a little too Kiasu lah.. Fall In timing 0515 (on book out day) ...and they bloody hell woke up at 0400...and I wanted to wake up at only 0430...but...their talking and laughter was so damn loud that I woke up at 0415... SickoS...but...I'm lovin' it&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Well...my section consists of 12 (including me)&lt;br /&gt;Bed 1 : Wei Yang, ITE Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 2 : Jonathan Alpha, TP IT Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 3 : Rahman, NYP Nursing Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 4 : Desmond, NP Biotech Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 5 : Kelvin, NP dunno wat Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 6 : Me, You know what Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 7 : Adi, Forgot what Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 8 : Thev, JC Graduate&lt;br /&gt;Bed 9 : Yue Xiang, Shatec drop out (but I respect him as he knows how to Jap Crusine)&lt;br /&gt;Bed 10 : Anand , ITE drop out ( respect him for his past).. Out Of Training due to dislocated leg when jumping off Tonner... Gosh&lt;br /&gt;Bed 11 : Samson, forgot where he was from ald..but he Out Of Training cos of dislocated arm during SWIMMING TEST...&lt;ridley's&gt; "Ridley's Believe It Or Not"&lt;br /&gt;Bed 12 : None other than Jonny Bravo, Singapore American School Graduate ( the youngest dude in our section...one of the more insane ones too...hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...12 guys...left with 10... soon we can form the Band of Brothers already...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Alright...better get going...Gotta go Book in!!&lt;br /&gt;Any way... I've got a GTO PC...Cool dude...Saying "Fuck You" in the Coolest way..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my Platoon Sergent is cool too...just a little too...Xiong for the others to take...but I understand why he does all the Fuckin' ...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Section Commander Goh Shun Nan ... Great guy.. more as a friend than a sergent...always get "bullied" by the other sergents.. cos of his small size..&lt;br /&gt;Sergent Yap is good too... also can be regarded as friend.. humble looking guy&lt;br /&gt;Sergent Kamal...hm...Malay sergent...quite strict with things at times...always giving a black face..but while toking to him in the Platoon office..not bad..at least he did smiled while talking to me..haha&lt;br /&gt;that's all for my sergents&lt;br /&gt;Oh...how can I forget my OC... One great guy...achieved the 7 years good service award during Parade... I can see his leadership and will to communicate with soldiers... there was once...we were having games..Captain's ball...and he just came back from outfield...He put down all this equipments and joined us for the game! How cool..... Lietenant Ong Wee Jack.. I salute you&lt;br /&gt;*GONE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112356586578037061?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112356586578037061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112356586578037061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112356586578037061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112356586578037061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-confinement-week.html' title='My Confinement Week'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112199986725287748</id><published>2005-07-23T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T10:37:47.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE</title><content type='html'>I'm GONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye Civilians!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112199986725287748?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112199986725287748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112199986725287748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112199986725287748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112199986725287748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/07/gone.html' title='GONE'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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-14694578.post-112196179952473895</id><published>2005-07-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:03:19.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Blogger</title><content type='html'>Alright, here I am, doing blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I remember I said that I'm never gonna blog as it's stupid to let others know about your life and stuff like that... BUT NOW IT'S DIFFERENT! Now I wanna share with everyone how &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; Army life like...&lt;br /&gt;Well....I'm reporting to hades 22072005 T1245&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people asked me if I'm worried...nervous...blah blah....BUT in actual fact, I don't feel much... maybe it's because I've got nothing to look forward to ba? Pes C2L2....not much "Choing" to do...so...yeah...Relac One Corner.&lt;br /&gt;Will be going into BMTC School 2.&lt;br /&gt;Army Days == Army Daze&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Alvin (one of my buddy's polymate) that for the first few days at Tekong, it's as if you left your bloody brains at home. Well...I guess I will get to experience that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I go in huh...best is dun gana stuff like Arm Squat IC ah... or Platoon IC..Bing Jia Lat one&lt;br /&gt;Also hope that the sergeants ah...officers ah...all welfare one..MuHaHaHa&lt;br /&gt;For my friends on mainland! Don't miss me! People reading this... Really got people miss me one ok! dun say I thick-skined ah....Buay Hiao Bai ah....or wat wat wat...Mr Mou never lies...MuHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok...last of all... Ms KY oh..Leng Eh Leh Bai Niah Lah....Not as if I'm gone forever... Dio Bo? Relac Lah! Miss me look at my photo lah ok? MuHaHAHa&lt;br /&gt;AlrightZ....So long peepZ!!&lt;br /&gt;World PeacE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14694578-112196179952473895?l=mou2man.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/feeds/112196179952473895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14694578&amp;postID=112196179952473895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112196179952473895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14694578/posts/default/112196179952473895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mou2man.blogspot.com/2005/07/virgin-blogger.html' title='Virgin Blogger'/><author><name>Mou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328075877600315088</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></feed>
