<?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-7194116</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:55:50.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life 365</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a blog from a 30 something professional living on a tiny island somewhere near the Equator.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-110330590874460981</id><published>2004-12-18T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T01:54:07.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ok finally new blog is up pls click &lt;a href="http://life247.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-110330590874460981?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/110330590874460981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=110330590874460981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/110330590874460981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/110330590874460981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109936919749589019</id><published>2004-11-03T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:56:29.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a break from blogging. Seems there are much to do before the year ends. On top of Eid's preparation and celebration, I'm struggling thru' my final paper which I'll be taking few days after Eid. I need to kickstart my revision and currenty I'm not doing a good job at it. After a day at work I found myself not in the mood to face the handouts and study diffraction, polarisation or whatever got to do with optical and lenses. Another bigger headache is the written dissertation which I have to submit before the end of the year. What I need right now are miracles and a fairy godmother to get me thru' 2004 without hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109936919749589019?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109936919749589019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109936919749589019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109936919749589019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109936919749589019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/11/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109902149338005754</id><published>2004-10-29T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T12:21:58.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Big Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Big Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My TwoCents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mulling over the choice of genre for last night show - Big Band. Either someone in mediacorp is a big fan of the music or he/she has got the biggest pea brain ever. I'm not familiar with Big Band music and I bet 90% of S'pore population hasn't got a clue either. The 10% who knows are probably American expats, dj radios or some jazz bar singers. Again we're putting pressure to these clueless kids to perform, expecting them to excel. Well some did performed beyond expectation and some just doesn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my monosyllabic comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christopher :&lt;/strong&gt; FLAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olinda :&lt;/strong&gt; SENSUAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik :&lt;/strong&gt; SMOOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne :&lt;/strong&gt; AWKWARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leandra :&lt;/strong&gt; LIVELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvester :&lt;/strong&gt; COOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely bottom 3 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/christopher1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt; &lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/daphne1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt; &lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/leandra1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&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;strong&gt;Likely to get the boot :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/christopher1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&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/7194116-109902149338005754?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109902149338005754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109902149338005754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109902149338005754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109902149338005754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-big-band.html' title='SI Big Band'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109885100490723491</id><published>2004-10-27T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T12:26:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read my lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Read My Lips Ashlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the lip-synching fiasco,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Lucky Magazine interview:&lt;br /&gt;LM: What are your takes on lip-synching?&lt;br /&gt;AS: I'm totally against it and offended by it. I'm going out to let my real talent show, not to just stand there and dance around. Personally, I'd never lip-synch. It's just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right after the lip-synching fiasco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A humiliated Simpson apologized to her fans and blamed her band for playing the wrong song. &lt;em&gt;"I feel so bad. My band started playing the wrong song." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day after the lip-synching fiasco,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpson admitted to lip syncing on the show because her voice has suffering from the stresses of a heavy promotional schedule. &lt;em&gt;"You and I know that even if I synched on it or not, I'd still get seen by millions, maybe even make a few more fans. I'll hold my head high and say I think it was silly of me to do it, silly of me to blame the band, I was just so f---ing embarrassed. But I don't think it did me much harm, and people will see that soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auwwwww, to be young, beautiful and talentless, that's follywood for you. Let us just forgive and forget .... duh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109885100490723491?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109885100490723491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109885100490723491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109885100490723491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109885100490723491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/read-my-lips.html' title='read my lips'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109846387887028508</id><published>2004-10-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:52:53.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI result</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : My Favourite Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booted out&lt;/strong&gt; : Maia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109846387887028508?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109846387887028508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109846387887028508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109846387887028508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109846387887028508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-result_22.html' title='SI result'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109840290657145423</id><published>2004-10-22T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T12:47:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : My Favourite Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My TwoCents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the hair Florence?. Look like she wore a poodle coat on her head. FYI Flo, disco night was last week and this week we're back to the present. For once Doug O please comb your hair and get rid of that hedious spec. It's sooooo 80s. And Ken had way too many powder on his face. Ok enough of the judges ... whew need to get that out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat through another round of so-so performance by the idols. With the exception of two contestants who rope in few surprises everyone was playing it safe, singing slow number giving mediocre performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik : Yeah (Usher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik won the Usher look-alike contest, he got the moves but Usher he ain't. He gave a weak rendition to the man's No.1 single and to me that was his weakest performance. I felt that with his style and voice, he should have tried Craig David numbers instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christopher : Angel (Robbie Williams)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give this boy a pat on the back. After weeks of being silly and doing that thing he called singing, last night he did actually sing eventhough he had problem during the lower register. After all the backlashed that was thrown at him, he proved that he is worthy to remain in the competition. I think he will still be around for another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne : I Turn To You (Christina Aguilera)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey she's slowly losing that minnie mouse voice of hers. Apart from the improved vocal, Dapne gave a rigid and motionless performance. Doesn't she get stiff neck from tilting the head too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maia : Objection (Shakira)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maia, Maia, Maia. Week after week after week she strutted and swayed to the beat and that's it. It was the same old stuff, no changes, no improvement. She seriously need to break away from the mould that she created and to show that she's a versatile idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olinda : When A Man Loves A Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! was that Oli in long black dress? Is she shedding that butch image for real? Well good for her, unlike other contestant Oli's ready and dare to try something new even if it means showing her cleavage on national tv. Still the undisputable vocal queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvester : I Don't Want To Miss A Thing(Aerosmith)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected he sang rocker song, which his forte. Just like Maia, same performance week after week. Gets very boring and predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leandra : Dreaming of You (Selena)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has good voice, nice pitching but she picked the wrong song. Again I saw a confused gal not knowing what to do with slow ballad. Not showing any signs of improvement. Looks like its the end of the road for Leandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely bottom three :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/leandra1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt; &lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/daphne.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt; &lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/taufik.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely to get the boot :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/leandra1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&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/7194116-109840290657145423?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109840290657145423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109840290657145423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109840290657145423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109840290657145423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-idol.html' title='SI Idol'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109833496031866510</id><published>2004-10-21T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:34:32.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/scream1.jpg" align="center" vspace="3" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaaaarrrrggggghhhhhhh!!! It's SI night. I can't take it anymore!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109833496031866510?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109833496031866510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109833496031866510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109833496031866510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109833496031866510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/scream.html' title='scream'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109808462915533517</id><published>2004-10-19T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T12:09:46.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check list</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check List : Eid Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/todolist.jpg" align="right" vspace="3" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strip bedroom's wallpaper : 100% completed &lt;li&gt;Paint bedroom walls : 30% completed &lt;li&gt;Wall color : Wintergreen for ceiling, Cool Lime and Celery Leaf for side walls. &lt;li&gt;Furniture : 2 seater sofa - Bought at Lim's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Furniture : Drink Trolley - Will go to Wihardja and take a look at what they have in store.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curtains : Will buy at Joo Chiat Shopping Complex. Dear mother will do the sewing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carpets : No change, use the old ones. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Table runner &amp; Placemat : Bought at Lim's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Baju Kurung'&lt;/em&gt; (Malay traditional costume) : Will buy at JCSC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cakes &amp;amp; cookies : Leave it to dear sisters to bake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House cleaning : Will do the cleaning two days before Eid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay '&lt;em&gt;Zakat Fitrah'&lt;/em&gt; : Not yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Duit Raya'&lt;/em&gt; for parents/grandmas/nieces/nephews/cousins : Still calculating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misc. : Other teenie weenie things will crop up at last minute and mom will press the panic button.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109808462915533517?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109808462915533517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109808462915533517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109808462915533517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109808462915533517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/check-list.html' title='check list'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109784874482739715</id><published>2004-10-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T21:59:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI result</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booted out&lt;/strong&gt; : Jerry. At last justice has been done. Now for the next mission is to get rid of Chrissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109784874482739715?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109784874482739715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109784874482739715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109784874482739715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109784874482739715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-result_15.html' title='SI result'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109780260769454635</id><published>2004-10-15T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:03:02.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Disco</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My TwoCents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up hope on SI but with nothing much to do last night I've decided to give the show another chance. So there I was glued infront of the telly without realising that my level of endurance was put to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly Gurmit irritates the hell out of me with his constant yelling and babbling. Secondly who decides the music genre for the night? That person ought to be shot. With the exception of Bozo these contestants are practically babies. They are not babyboomers and they no nuts about disco. These kids belong to the generation of hip-hop, rap, techno, trance, house music where Moby, Coldplay, Fatboy Slim, Basemant Jaxx sounds familiar to them than disco queens Gloria Gaynor or Donna Summer. To ask them to sing disco music akin to giving them jigsaw puzzle without the picture. They can pieces together the four sides but missing out the main picture and that was what I felt last night. They can have the right clothes, hairdo and songs but what's missing are the vibes and attitude that makes the disco music complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/daphne1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne - "Blame it on the Boogie (The Jacksons)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song somewhat suited her caused she has the voice of a young Michael but the accent sounds fake. Singing on a 4 inch heels, her movements were restricted and static. Don't blame it on the sunshine, don't blame it on the moonlight, don't blame it on the good times but blame it on the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/sylvester.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvester - "Let's Groove (Earth, Wind and Fire)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with the contestant is that they're stuck with one type of music which they like. So when it's time for them to sing another genre they will bring their favourite element to that genre. That's what happened to Syl. He mashed his rocker voice, style and image to disco beat and that's a no-no. He got lost in his denim jacket, he sang off-key, he can't groove to the sound of the beat, he can't dance to save his life. Sad to say he's a total failure last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/leandra1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leandra - "Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the right hairdo, clothes and even ear-rings but she picked the wrong song. I don't blame entirely on the gal cos' this song is pretty much confusing. When Barry sang it was done on a slow track but when Take That hijacked the song it became a fast number. So last night song was a blend of slow and fast track. She just don't know whether to dance or to stay put. In my opinion the music arrangement sucks. You're confusing the gal Iskandar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jerry1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerry - "You're the First, the Last, My Everything (Barry White)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Barry White's song you got to give respect to that man. If you don't have the voice and attitude don't even dream of singing a single verse. Jerry reminds me so much of a chimpanzee yeah a smiling chimpanzee and everytime he sang I feel like stuffing the mike down his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/christopher1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christopher - "You Make Me Feel Like Dancing (Leo Sayer)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy you make me feel like throwing up, you make me feel like poking my ear with chopstick, you make me feel like throttling you to death when you sang the high notes. Somebody stop him before I commit murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/maia1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maia - "Boogie Oogie Oogie(A Taste of Honey)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one who can dance to the beat but alas she's overdoing it. Feels like watching a getai show with her boots, miniskirt and not forgetting her tattoos. She sounds just like last week and week before. No improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/olinda1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olinda - "Play That Funky Music (Wild Cherry)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good performance by her. I can feel the jives and vibes eventhough not much grooving. Are those long coat and red feather boas from Liberace or P Diddy reject wardrobe? You go butch sista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/taufik1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik - "September(Earth, Wind and Fire)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finally someone who bring back the disco era to Mediacorp. He sang with enough energy, control his vocal well and he 'feel' the music. But ... yes there's a but ... I simply don't understand what he's wearing. Checked shirt grooving to disco song? His attire reminded me of John Denver cover record sans the cowboy hat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My vote goes to&lt;/strong&gt; : Taufik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely bottom 3&lt;/strong&gt; : Jerry, Christopher, Daphne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely get the boot&lt;/strong&gt; : Christopher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109780260769454635?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109780260769454635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109780260769454635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109780260769454635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109780260769454635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-disco.html' title='SI Disco'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109764361140874075</id><published>2004-10-13T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:23:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince's video</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Prince and his Cinnamon Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/prince1.jpg" align="left" vspace="2" border="5" /&gt;Another controversial music video by his royal highness. You can catch the video at the &lt;a href="http://entertainment.msn.com/music/article.aspx?news=170284"&gt;MSN site.&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, what is his intention on creating this provoking video. To boost his flagging career, making a political statement or just pissing everyone off. Whatever it is he succeded in storming a political and social debate out of this vid.&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/7194116-109764361140874075?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109764361140874075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109764361140874075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109764361140874075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109764361140874075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/princes-video.html' title='Prince&apos;s video'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109748563927583862</id><published>2004-10-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T22:47:58.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Superman Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/superman.jpg" align="left" vspace="2" border="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW YORK (Reuters) - "Superman" actor Christopher Reeve, paralyzed when he fell from a horse nine years ago, has died in a New York hospital of heart failure, his publicist said on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Reeve, 52, went into a coma on Saturday when he suffered a heart attack during treatment for an infected pressure wound and died in Northern Westchester Hospital on Sunday afternoon without regaining consciousness ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late 70s, I was at the stage of adolescence, Superman was showing in the local cinema, can't recalled whom I saw the movie with anyway that's where I fell in love. Yeap, I fell in love with my first screen idol. With his chiseled good look and great bods girl and woman alike can go ga-ga over him and I'm no different. Superman catapult him to fame but unfortunately it came at a price where he can't shake that image and was stucked with being Clark Kent as long as fans or viewers want him to be. Another movie that strenghened my idolizing of him was Somewhere In Time. He looked so dashing and Jane Seymour was ever so pretty and they made such as sweet on-screen couple. Anyway no matter how many actors have/will play our dear superhero, Christopher Reeve will forever by my superman. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109748563927583862?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109748563927583862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109748563927583862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109748563927583862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109748563927583862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/forever-superman.html' title='forever superman'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109724814624828996</id><published>2004-10-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T23:38:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Rock n' Roll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booted out&lt;/strong&gt; : David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that bozo still in the competition? And he's not even in the bottom 3. Gosh are we gonna be fed by crappy result week after week. I'm seriously losing interest in this popularity contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109724814624828996?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109724814624828996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109724814624828996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109724814624828996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109724814624828996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-result_08.html' title='SI Result'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109720188241911651</id><published>2004-10-08T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T12:37:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Rock n Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Rock n' Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just My TwoCents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/voteleandra1.jpg" align="right" vspace="2" border="2" /&gt;I missed out on SI last night as I got more important matters to attend to. This just to show how insignificant SI is to me eversince that crappy result was annnounced last week. I reached home just in time to watch Leandra sang. I agree to what Ken said that Leandra has got to take it seriously and stop singing about the birds or the mouse or any other animals on earth. Maybe she should try some Toni Braxton, Mariah Carey or Whitney Houston songs and stretch that untested vocal range of hers. She has the protential to go further and I would like to see her at top 3 so my vote goes to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please stop Florence Lian from making those stupid comments about quitting if Leandra didn't get thru' to the next round. What if history repeat itself, what if Leandra got voted out just like Jeassea than she has to eat her words. She said something in the same context to Olinda before like chopping her hair off if dear butch sista didn't get in. So are we to expect similar comments the next round like becoming a pimp if Sylvester didn't get thru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's likely to get the boot :&lt;/strong&gt; Jerry. I saw the quick recapped and within 15 seconds my decision was made. What's with the facial expression, Jerry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109720188241911651?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109720188241911651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109720188241911651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109720188241911651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109720188241911651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-rock-n-roll.html' title='SI Rock n Roll'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109695351760248312</id><published>2004-10-06T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:54:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggpensive</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;EGGpensive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/egg.jpg" align="left" vspace="5" border="2" /&gt;This morning some Japanese vendors came for a visit and bearing us gifts. We were expecting the usual chocolates, cookies, peanuts or those teenie weenie Japanese titbits. But nooooo these kind-hearted Japanese have something else in mind, something they deemed important to us at the moment, something which they feel we have been deprived far too long. So there it was wrapped in a JAL duty free paperbag were 2 cartons of egg. Yes beautiful eggs signed, sealed, delivered all the way from Japan. Our crisis with eggs must have reached their ears or that someone must have mentioned to them that we have sort of stop eating eggs since it's become too costly and hard to find. Since AVA has lifted the 6 week ban of poultry imports from Johor and Malacca, this gifts came alittle bit too late. Anyway thanks to the vendor for their thoughtfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109695351760248312?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109695351760248312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109695351760248312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109695351760248312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109695351760248312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/eggpensive.html' title='Eggpensive'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109663738393250303</id><published>2004-10-01T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T21:58:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI result</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Parents Choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booted out&lt;/strong&gt; : Jessea and Beverly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed, Jeassea was robbed big time. To think that Jerry was the people's choice over Jeassea? What were they thinking. I'm in mourning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109663738393250303?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109663738393250303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109663738393250303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109663738393250303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109663738393250303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-result.html' title='SI result'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109660345158633022</id><published>2004-10-01T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T16:30:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI Parents Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idol : Parents Choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My TwoCents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/leandra.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leandra - "Come Together by the Beatles"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother you choose the wrong song for your lil' gal. Leandra sweetie you can't dance with this type of music so stop prancing around. With this song what you need is a joint in one hand and peace and love on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jerry.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerry - "Leader of the Band by Dan Fogelberg"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak, off-key and totally fake. Fake accent, fake smile what more can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/christopher.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christopher - "You Still You by Josh Groban"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parent chose this song? So unbelievable it's more like his pick. Sorry honey you don't have the personality nor the voice for this beautiful piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/maia.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maia - "Lady Marmalade by Patti LaBelle"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another parent choice? Think not. I'm dazed by her tattoos and missed the rest of her performance all I remember was 'gitchy gitchy ya ya da da'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/taufik.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik - "Everything I Do I Do It For You by Brian Adams"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with Dick? You got ear infection? This guy better than the two bummer above. Song's a bit on the safe side but I see he is improving. Oh btw Taufik no arm-waving please this is a competition not a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/beverly.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beverly - can't remember what she sang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD! All I heard from this woman are her ravings, rantings, screeching, whining and not much singing . Take a bow sweetheart, you're out if not tonight than it'll be next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/david.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David - "Truly by Lionel Richie"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry luv, I was in the loo when you were singing, truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/daphne.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne - "Joy to the World"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne reminds me of Diana DeGarmo always happy, smiling and bouncy. How far can she go with her childlike voice only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jeassea.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeassea - "Love Will Lead You Back by Taylor Dayne"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overconfidence, she was a letdown last night but vocal range still the best so far. Jessy honey next round please don't rearrange the song. Let's leave it to the professional instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/olinda.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olinda - "Can't Take My Eyes off You by Andy William"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best performance for the night. You go butch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/slyv.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;text align=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvester - "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albeit his funny look and smile or is that a smirk, he got an impressive vocal range. I'm seeing him at top 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom 3&lt;/strong&gt; : Jerry, Christopher and Beverly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will likely get the boot&lt;/strong&gt; : Beverly. Sorry luv, competition too tough for a cry baby.&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/7194116-109660345158633022?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109660345158633022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109660345158633022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109660345158633022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109660345158633022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/10/si-parents-choice.html' title='SI Parents Choice'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109642659469837091</id><published>2004-09-29T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T16:21:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind the gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mind The Gap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/underground.jpg" align="left" vspace="5" border="2" /&gt;I chuckled when I read this London Underground &lt;a href="http://solo2.abac.com/themole"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; as it brings back sweet memories. Unfortunately during my stayed there the only announcement I heard were the usual "delays" and "mind the gap" thingy. How I wished our train drivers have wicked sense of humor and give us something to smile about on Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've extracted some of the wackiest announcement made. Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A District Line train To Parsons Green,&lt;br /&gt;The driver said over the intercom (whispering) &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"This train is for Parsons Green calling at all the f***ing STATIONS to Parsons Green".&lt;/span&gt; Then about 5 mins after the driver shouted loudly down the intercom &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"I AM VERY SORRY FOR MY LANGUAGE I HAVE BEEN SACKED YOU WILL HAVE ANOTHER DRIVER AT FULHAM BROADWAY!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Northern Line service,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Beggars are operating on this train, please do NOT encourage these professional beggars, if you have any spare change, please give it to a registered charity, failing that, give it to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"This is a customer announcement, please note that the big slidy things are the doors, the big slidy things are the doors". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"When the gentleman urinating on Platform 3 has finished, would he ask the attendant for a mop and bucket. Thank you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Piccadilly Line,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"This is Knightsbridge Station... All change here for Mr Fayed's little corner shop.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train delay announcement,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Sorry for the delay, but there has been an incident at King's Cross. Someone has attacked the driver (*big sigh*) 9.15am on a Monday morning and there's been an incident already. The police have been called. (*Pause*) It's a good thing I'm not a policeman, because I'd lock them all up for life (*pause* *lower voice*) either that or shoot them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"I apologise for the delay leaving the station ladies and gentlemen, this is due to a passenger masturbating on the train at Edgeware Road. Someone has activated the alarm and he is being removed from the train." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"We're sorry for the delay, but there's a doggy on the track in front of us. In a minute the lights will go off, while we get the doggy moved to a place of safety." &lt;/span&gt;Lights go off and 3 minutes later, lights back on. &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"You'll be pleased to know that the doggy has now been removed from the track and is safe and well, so we can resume our journey." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, we apologise for the delay, but there is a security alert at Victoria station and we are therefore stuck here for the foreseeable future, so let's take our minds off it and pass some time together. All together now.... Ten green bottles, hanging on a wall...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"We can't move off because some c*** has their f***ing hand stuck in the door." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"We apologise for the late departure from Norwich, which was a result of the driver having had his car wheel-clamped." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Ladies and Gentlemen, I do apologise for the delay to your service. I know you're all dying to get home, unless, of course, you happen to be married to my ex-wife, in which case you'll want to cross over to the Westbound and go in the opposite direction". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind the door, mind the gap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"As much as I don't want to separate friends, please mind the doors, the train is about to leave". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Please mind the gap when leaving the train. If you're not leaving the train, there's no need to mind the gap. It's all right, you're safe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Please allow the doors to close. Try not to confuse this with 'Please hold the doors open'. The two are distinct and separate instructions." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Would the person with the black bag please put it in, I don't get it what is it with you people? You have a big bag and you have to accommodate for that on the train, you can't leave it hanging out of the doors. It's hot, I wanna get home, you wanna get home, so let's all co-operate, keep our hands, legs and bags inside the train and we can get home quickly, OK?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Next time, you might find it easier to wait until the doors are open before trying to get on the train"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"To the gentleman wearing the long grey coat trying to get on the second carriage, what part of 'stand clear of the doors' don't you understand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Please note that the beeping noise coming from the doors means that the doors are about to close. It does not mean throw yourself or your bags into the doors." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Yes you, the woman in the long brown coat, love. I suggest you should shave your legs in future, it'll stop the hairs getting caught in the doors. Look at her everyone!(PAUSE) Anyway, have a safe journey please, mind the doors, the doors are closing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn passengers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen this train has 22 doors on each side, please feel free to use all of them, not just the two in the middle". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Please allow the passengers off the train first. It's easier that way." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Move right down inside please - it's a Friday afternoon, the weekend has just started, and we all would like to get home. Please move inside the carriages so everyone can board the train. I know it is a bit squashy, but you never know, you might make a new friend to spend the weekend with. Mind the closing doors, please".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Passengers are advised not to enter the middle carriage as it has been sealed off." Later. "The middle carriage has been sealed off - do NOT enter it!" Much later. I keep telling you NOT to enter the middle carriage as it has been sealed off! Somebody has puked in it, OK??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Let the passengers off the train FIRST!"&lt;/span&gt; Gave up &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Go on then, stuff yourselves in like sardines, see if I care, I'm going home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Could the guy who has decided to defecate at the end of Platform Two, now please be aware that all the rest of the passengers waiting for their trains know you are there and you will have to walk past them to leave the station. There is no other means of escape. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Would the lady going down the escalator please lower her umbrella, it doesn't rain underground." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"When the gentleman on platform four has finished his phone conversation, would he kindly tell us how he gets mobile phone service down here when the rest of us can't? Thank you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"This is Victoria Station. Please leave your valuables on the train and I will collect them at the end of my shift." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"To the hilarious gentleman who just showed me his bum, can I suggest that you join a gym or go on a diet before waving it around in future!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"To the man bouncing his ball on the platform, please take yourself and your ball to the nearest playground! In other words, the middle of the road right outside the station!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"To the person skateboarding down the southbound platform of the Northen Line - I suggest that you stop. There are approximately 640 volts going through the line beneath you, and if you care to fall off the skateboard you will find out!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"You lot sitting where you think I can't see you - put that fag out, what would your parents think?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"May I remind all passengers that there is strictly no smoking allowed on any part of the Underground. However, if you are smoking a joint it is only fair that you pass it round the rest of the carriage". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, upon departing the train may I remind you to take your rubbish with you. Despite the fact that you are in something that is metal, fairly round, filthy and smells, this is a tube train and not a bin on wheels." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Yes, that's right people - this IS the last tube of the day. There will be no more trains. Everybody pile on. There won't be another in 5 minutes! Keep pushing and you might make it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109642659469837091?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109642659469837091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109642659469837091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109642659469837091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109642659469837091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/mind-gap.html' title='mind the gap'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109625878179829182</id><published>2004-09-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T08:04:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halal or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Halal or Not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="60" hspace="15" src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-9/839014/halal.jpg" width="120" align="left" vspace="5" border="2" /&gt;I didn't know that Cavana was certified halal by MUIS. Should have kick myself for being so ignorant or maybe I should get out more often. So that's where I was one fine Sunday noon with my mom browsing thru' the menu at Cavana Causeway Point. We were hesitant to step in the diner not sure whether it's 'edible' or not, at the same time I was cranning my short neck hoping to catch a glimpse of halal signs. Then I spotted the green logo at the entrance and without further ado 'dragged' my mom in and took a seat. Not satisfied with what I saw mom kept pestering me to look out for the halal certificate. Again craning my short neck I searched for the certificate and there is was hanging next to the counter. Finally I indulged on the food with Slutney Spears music video playing in the plasma tv. The food was ok not that fantastic but at least better than those fastfood stuffs. The price is a bit on the high side so this is not something I wanna dine every fortnight. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109625878179829182?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109625878179829182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109625878179829182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109625878179829182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109625878179829182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/halal-or-not.html' title='halal or not'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109601278212425553</id><published>2004-09-24T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T14:05:57.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till we meet again my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Till We Meet Again My Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/goodbye2.jpg" border="2" align="left" vspace="5" /&gt;It was AF last day at work. He left for another job elsewhere one which he's hoping to give him more challenges and satisfaction. I've known him for six months, that's the duration I've been with the company, and AF has been around for three years. A young Chinese man from Penang, graduated from one of the university in Malaysia and finding his luck in Singapore. I'm gonna miss him, his morning greetings, his happy-go-lucky attitude, our postmortem bitching on Singapore Idol contestants and he do gossips alot. Well AF is not your usual macho type kinda man, he has this feminine side in him which I find endearing. I sometimes secretly laughed at the way he stand, his hand gestures when he talked, his 'wailing' when things doesn't come his way ...hehehe ...I know I'm so mean but I can't help it. I don't think he's gay, I think he's just soft showing his feminie traits for the world to see. When it was time for us to say goodbye, we promised to SMS, emails, anything as long as we're keeping in touch. So long my friend, hope you find what you're looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109601278212425553?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109601278212425553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109601278212425553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109601278212425553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109601278212425553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/till-we-meet-again-my-friend.html' title='till we meet again my friend'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109551872760232480</id><published>2004-09-18T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T01:20:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Makeover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/old.jpg" align="left" vspace="5"&gt;My site needs a facelift, tummy tuck, boob job, liposuction, botox, skin peel, collagen injection .... yeah the whole nip tuck thing. Just like a  wrinkly woman who turns to her surgeon for 'miracle', I turned to my &lt;a href="http://www.moms4moms.org/scribbles/"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt; for the extreme makeover. I have to admit that I'm not a creative person, my knowledge in web design is limited, I only know how to utilize the basic html code and my writing skill sucks. So when its time to repair that sagging, drooping, wrinkly blog's skin, dear sister armed with knives, pumps and suctions came to the rescue. Took her just half a day to create the layout, changed the color and inject new text style. It will take me ages just thinking of the shades of green to use and perhaps a lifetime to recreate the site. Anyway thanks sis, pizza still on or maybe we should try sushi instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109551872760232480?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109551872760232480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109551872760232480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109551872760232480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109551872760232480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/makeover.html' title='makeover'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109504968592367770</id><published>2004-09-13T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T11:17:13.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strip II</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Strip, Strip, Strip II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wallpaper3.jpg" align="left" vspace="5" border="2" /&gt;I've started with the bedroom-wallpaper-stripping project. Not much was done over the weekend only managed to remove the wallpaper at door area that's all. Surprisingly it was not that difficult tearing the wallpaper, I just sprayed some water on the surface and starting from the top I stripped it all the way down. Those paper that was still glued to the wall I sprayed more water and scrapped it away. Actually I don't intend to rush on the job I have like two months before Hari Raya so just gonna take it slow and easy. But my mom has different ideas, she wants me to finish it fast, keep reminding me that fasting month is coming and there'll be tonnes of things to do and by then I'll be too tire to do cleaing and painting blah blah blah. I know she's right but I'm just being stubborn as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109504968592367770?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109504968592367770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109504968592367770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109504968592367770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109504968592367770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/strip-ii.html' title='Strip II'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109456644531544194</id><published>2004-09-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T08:34:38.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gmail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen-up people I have 4 gmail accounts to give away. Any takers &lt;a href="mailto:memphis365@hotmail.com"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; me.&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/7194116-109456644531544194?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109456644531544194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109456644531544194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109456644531544194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109456644531544194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/gmail.html' title='gmail'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109431111558046340</id><published>2004-09-07T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:38:29.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Strip, Strip, Strip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" vspace="5" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wallpaper.jpg" align="right" border="2" /&gt;I'm stripping the bedroom's wallpaper... strip, strip, strip. After 3 years of sleeping and waking with that blue don't-know-what-you-call-flower pattern, I had enough and ever so ready to get rid of it. Why the sudden changed of taste? I don't know ... it's like I woke up one morning and found myself staring at the ugliest looking wallpaper ever designed. It doesn't look so bad when I first laid my eyes but it gradually creeps the hell out of me. To make it worst the paper starts to peel off at the edge and corners. It took me considerable amount of energy not to yank the whole paper off the wall. So I'm gonna spend the weekend tearing the wallpapers down. Since I'm no pro don't know how many weekends it'll take me to get the job done. Lastly the fun part is choosing the colour scheme for the bedroom. Frankly I'm still lost in that area ... do I go for fresh, vibrant, earthy or cozy concept? I will decide when I'm 80% done with the stripping and scraping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109431111558046340?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109431111558046340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109431111558046340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109431111558046340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109431111558046340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/strip.html' title='strip'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109400604362777397</id><published>2004-09-01T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T13:56:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xerena</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Xerena, Warrior Princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/serena1.jpg" align="left" border="2" /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/boots.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This boots are made&lt;br /&gt;for tennis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly can she run in that menacing looking boots and secondly can she do a backhand, volley or serve strap in that leather-clad outfit. Well she passed breezly through the first round in US Open, thats answer the questions then. But why does she need to dress like an amazonian woman ready for battlefield and whats with the boots gal? I guess thats what make the Williams sisters stand out from the rest of the players, they dare to be different. Nevermind that they did not win any major title since beginning of the year if they loose might as well do it in style. Oh and she can always blame it on the boots and leather skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109400604362777397?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109400604362777397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109400604362777397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109400604362777397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109400604362777397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/09/xerena.html' title='xerena'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109378493420389614</id><published>2004-08-29T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T08:28:02.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laura passing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Passing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" border="2" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/laura.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laura Branigan, the Grammy nominated&lt;br /&gt;singer who shot to fame with her 1982&lt;br /&gt;anthem "Gloria," died of a brain&lt;br /&gt;aneurysm Thursday at her home in East&lt;br /&gt;Quogue, New York. She was 47.&lt;br /&gt;Branigan's death was confirmed by her &lt;br /&gt;Website, LauraBraniganOnline, which&lt;br /&gt;said she died in her sleep.- ETOnline&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the 80s spent my teen years listening to Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet, Culture Club, Tears For Fears, Wham, Laura Branigan .. etc. Laura was my favourite female singer during that period of punk music, bad-hair days and shoulder pad era. She might not be as outrageous as Madonna or hold numerous number ones like Whitney Houston but I was humming and grooving to her songs just the same. There's Gloria, Self Control, Ti Amo, Solitaire, The Lucky One, Spanish Eddie and How Am I Supposed To Live Without You. How Am I ... is definitely my all time favourite love song. Eventhough that has-been Michael Bolton rendition was much preferred by many, I still like her version much much more. May she rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109378493420389614?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109378493420389614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109378493420389614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109378493420389614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109378493420389614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/laura-passing.html' title='laura passing'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109359045303375054</id><published>2004-08-27T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:15:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy like dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Happy Like Dog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/dog.jpg" align="left" /&gt;oooooo .... look at the time. I'm ready to vamoose.&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/7194116-109359045303375054?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109359045303375054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109359045303375054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109359045303375054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109359045303375054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-like-dog.html' title='happy like dog'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109335388061438316</id><published>2004-08-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T12:35:09.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Cheap, Sly Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/greatestbooks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought these cheap stuff at MPH during my short trip in KL. M'sia having its mega sale so these books are dirt cheap. Each book cost RM5.90 if you convert it to sing. dollars that would be ... *punching calculator* ... S$2.60!! That's why I bought 4 at one go. Wanna buy more but when I think of lugging the luggage across the causeway at five in the morning that makes me stop. I'm done with fiction and romance thingy now I'm into true-life tales of mystery, crime, passion, despair, jealousy ... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/sly.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Saw Rambo First Blood Part II on Channel i again last night. I could have sworn I've seen the movie for the 100th times. Ok I'm exaggerating abit but it sure feels alot and no matter what I'll never get tire of it. It's like P.Ramlee's films be it the funny or serious stuff you will keep on watching it again and again until you have no problem memorizing the lines. There's this part towards the end of the film where the Colonel asked Rambo what is it that he wants. The line goes something like this, Colonel : &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'What is it that &lt;br /&gt;you want John?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and Rambo reply with his macho-man pose, his lip askew and his retard face looking solemnly, Rambo : &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'I want is &lt;br /&gt;what they want and every other guy who came over here &lt;br /&gt;and spilled his guts and gave everything he had ... blah ... blah &lt;br /&gt;... blah ... that's what I want!!!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  That must be the longest line he uttered in that movie and that is pure entertainment to me at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109335388061438316?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109335388061438316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109335388061438316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109335388061438316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109335388061438316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/cheap-stuff.html' title='cheap stuff'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109301313488979971</id><published>2004-08-21T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T18:48:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Athens Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Athens Action&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/beachvolley1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/beachvolley3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/beachvolley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/USAPaulHamm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/weightTurkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/fenIsrGer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/judoJapGoergia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/footballAustGreece.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/doublescullAustralia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/badDen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/volleyballBrzKen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/waterpoloHunUSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/boxCanEgp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/0e3304fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/gymChn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109301313488979971?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109301313488979971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109301313488979971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109301313488979971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109301313488979971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/athens-action.html' title='Athens Action'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109275168572553538</id><published>2004-08-18T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T21:46:04.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jambul ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Weekend Trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/klcc.jpg" align="left" /&gt;That was one tiring trip to KL. It's the first time we traveled by night bus even though the seat is comfy and spacious but lack of sleep can caused one to be cranky like a baby. Normally I would have drive but since the car was sent for scrapped any other means of transport will do. We reached Puduraya earlier than expected that's coz' the driver drove like he was chased by the devil, I kept on praying we reached our destination in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend trip was to visit my grandma whom I last saw was at my cousin's wedding a year ago and to attend the same cousin's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cukur jambul&lt;/em&gt; ceremony for her almost 2 months old baby. Grandma still moves around in her wheelchair, she can't really remember who I'm, her hearing fails her and kept on asking the same question every ten minutes. But with all these signs of senility she is still in good health and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the ceremony well what can I say for Auntie Yam be it her daughter's wedding or her first grandchild &lt;em&gt;kenduri&lt;/em&gt; its always a grand affair. Ohh btw, I was busy seeping the teh tarik, slurping on the ice-kacang, burping on the nasi minyak that I did not snap much pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift bags for the guests.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing one of the marble cake first. The rest are for the guests.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pulut kuning &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;rendang &lt;/em&gt;for the guests stored in container with Auntie Yam favourite trademark 'Sunflower'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scissor for the hair cutting ceremony. Mom told me auntie bought the scissor for RM100++. Isn't that too much for a half hour ceremony?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mom given the honour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul7a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the baby Ali Imran and my mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/jambul4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this got nothing to do with the ceremony just some combination of stuffs display in auntie's living room. I find these mixture of cyrstal balls, potpourri, &lt;em&gt;minyak atar &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Body Shop perfume kinda interesting. But hey why's that lipstick doing there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109275168572553538?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109275168572553538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109275168572553538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109275168572553538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109275168572553538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/jambul-ceremony.html' title='Jambul ceremony'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109238284049971750</id><published>2004-08-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T21:02:17.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Down and Out Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/sneeze.jpg" align="left" /&gt;I'm sick, have been sick for the last week and looks like ain't getting better not for another couple of days. Sore throat's gone but was replaced by this constant coughing and running nose. This stupid cough irritates the hell out of me and when I coughed so hard I pee on my pant. Eeeuuuwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took another leave again right after the National Day. Supposed to sit quietly at home to rest and recuperate but me being a thickheaded mule took the opportunity to join me mom and sis to JB. We bought the usual stuff, groceries, DVDs, VCDs, Xbox and PS2 games for the boys and of course after that we find a nice spot and had late lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/noodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;My lunch "Hotplate Chicken Noodle" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm visiting my grandma this weekend. Will be taking the night bus to KL tonight and reach there early morning. My mom warned me to equip myself with lotsa lozenges and to contain my coughing so as not to disturb other passengers. Wouldn't want the passengers to have nightmare about my coughing and wouldn't want to be thrown out of the bus either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109238284049971750?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109238284049971750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109238284049971750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109238284049971750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109238284049971750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/down-and-out-again.html' title='Down and Out Again'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109205587727673930</id><published>2004-08-09T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T21:00:03.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;strong&gt;National Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy b'day S'pore but hey where's the flag!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flag5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flag4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flag6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next yr aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109205587727673930?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109205587727673930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109205587727673930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109205587727673930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109205587727673930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109189927526819479</id><published>2004-08-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T22:29:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms"&gt;David&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to the uni. yesterday and met up with David my project supervisor. We discussed about the dissertation, the project timeline, lab work and lotsa other stuff that had got nothing to do with the project. A supposed to be 15mins of meet-your-project-super-session turned out to be an hour of how's your job and family pleasantry, political and patriotic jibes. David is more than just a lecturer cum project super, he is a mentor and friend. I met David while I was doing my first degree in Birmingham England and he was doing his doctorate program. Well to be exact I met his wife first before being introduced to him. David is married to a local chinese gal and has become so much of an Asian guy than an &lt;i&gt;ang moh&lt;/i&gt;. He speaks singlish with an english accent and has showed me his limited knowledge of arabic greeting such as &lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Insya'Allah&lt;/i&gt;. David clearly became a favorite among the S'pore students coz' he understand us better than any of those &lt;i&gt;ang moh&lt;/i&gt; lecturer. He came to S'pore not only to be with his wife but also to accept the academic post offered by the local uni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I decided to continue with a post graduate program locally the first person I call was David and he was there waiting for me during the course introductory program. When I was in a doldrum and uncertainty looms over me David was there giving his moral support. I've known David for almost eight years and I remembered what he said to me the other day that we've known each other long enough we're pratically like brother and sister. Yeah I guess that's what David is to me, he is like a brother I never had. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109189927526819479?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109189927526819479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109189927526819479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109189927526819479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109189927526819479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/david.html' title='David'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109169972611549366</id><published>2004-08-05T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:17:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Down and Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/sick.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Didn't go to work today, had this sickly feeling since last night. I felt like a lump of rock stuck down my throat and felt so painful whenever I swallow. On top of that my body began to ache. So went to see the doctor this morning, told me I got swollen throat plus fever and she gave me an m.c for today. Advised me to rest and drink lots of water and that's what I did, i.e plenty of rest but still not drinking lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of lately I seems to be getting sick very easily. Probably got something to do with the age, as I get older my immune system that suppose to protect the body breaks down and my defence mechanism against toxins and infections crumbles. I hardly got myself sick in my 20s and now in my 30s I'm ill every alternate month *sigh*.&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/7194116-109169972611549366?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109169972611549366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109169972611549366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109169972611549366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109169972611549366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/down-and-out.html' title='Down and Out'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109145591613288108</id><published>2004-08-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T22:29:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sasauge bun</title><content type='html'>&lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/sausage.jpg" vspace="5" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mom baked this sausage buns last Saturday for sis's gatherings. Hmmmm that was simply magnific!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109145591613288108?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109145591613288108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109145591613288108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109145591613288108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109145591613288108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/sasauge-bun.html' title='sasauge bun'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109141754300588207</id><published>2004-08-02T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T11:42:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconsious Mutterings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Unconscious Mutterings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 78 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say ... and you think ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Testicles:: &lt;em&gt;balls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ribald:: &lt;em&gt;vulgar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auction:: &lt;em&gt;ebay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inch:: &lt;em&gt;stiletto heels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tony:: &lt;em&gt;blair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phony:: &lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stool:: &lt;em&gt;seat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coyote:: &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cinderella:: &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Battery:: &lt;em&gt;AAA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109141754300588207?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109141754300588207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109141754300588207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109141754300588207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109141754300588207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/08/unconsious-mutterings.html' title='Unconsious Mutterings'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109116382885564092</id><published>2004-07-30T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T14:20:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Call Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/pubphone1.jpg" align="left" vspace="5" /&gt; Ever encountered or know someone without a mobile phone or pager? I'm not referring to those above 60s or below 5 yrs of age. What I meant was someone who lives and breathes in S'pore, mid-20s, male, karaoke buff, loud and outgoing. Yes this person do exist and he is a colleague of mine. I know it doesn't make sense coz' at this day and age there is still a person who refuses to embrace the technology that has swept the global communication market by storm. Below is a brief one-sided converstion I had with him this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : XXX what's your mobile subscription plan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX : I don't carry handphone lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huh? OK...then you use pager issit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX : No pager oso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : WHAT!!! WHY??? Like that how do you live man??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX : *&lt;em&gt;smiling sheephisly&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : What happened in case of emergency? What do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX : Use public phone lah or borrow from someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aiyohhhh nowsadays public phone so hard to find one. If you don't want to pay the monthly subscription then buy the pre-paid card lah. At least must have a handphone for emergency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX : Don't want to. *&lt;em&gt;walk away without giving me the answer as to &lt;br /&gt;why he say no to a mobile phone&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess each individuals have different preferances and ways of communicating. As in the case of my colleague here who believes that life goes on even without a mobile phone to call his own.This does not hinder his lifestyles and if there's a need to make that urgent call just use the public phone or grab someone else's. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109116382885564092?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109116382885564092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109116382885564092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109116382885564092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109116382885564092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/call-me.html' title='Call Me'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109100443685296235</id><published>2004-07-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T21:41:57.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got The Music In Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;I Got The Music In Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/ipod1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/zen2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to choose between the above two, which one would you pick? On one hand is a local brand product and on the other has graced the cover of Newsweek Magazine. To make it simple, let's eliminate the price factor coz' in between them the difference is a mere $50. I'm sure if one is willing to fork out S$458 for an Ipod Mini what is another $50 for a Zen Touch(S$499) or another 50 bucks for an Ipod 20GB(S$548). I guess the price here is not such a big deal, it's the aesthetic and capability that can swing the vote of any consumer. I'm still torn between these two 'lovers' not that I want to own them anytime soon, I'm at the stage of looking around and testing the field. Ipod catches my eye but Zen Touch touches my heart. Ipod looks cool and sexy even when strap to a 30something old hag like me but Zen has longer battery life, looks durable.....urrrgh the comparison is endless. When it comes the day that I have to choose either one and still undecided, I will then resort to eenie meenie mini mo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109100443685296235?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109100443685296235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109100443685296235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109100443685296235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109100443685296235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-got-music-in-me.html' title='I Got The Music In Me'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109083338421117530</id><published>2004-07-26T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T21:48:19.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the beginning of each of the following questions..... &lt;br /&gt;'If you had your choice between this and that, what would you do?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skipping and Running - &lt;em&gt;Skipping more fun&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Coke or Pepsi - &lt;em&gt;Coke&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Rock or Hip Hop - &lt;em&gt;Classic Rock&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Laptop or Desktop - &lt;em&gt;Desktop&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cold Weather or Hot Weather - &lt;em&gt;Its always hot over here so &lt;br /&gt;Cold Weather is nice for a change&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Swimming or Bicycling - &lt;em&gt;Bicycling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chocolate or Vanilla - &lt;em&gt;Chocolate&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Day or Night - &lt;em&gt;Early morning&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Looks or Brains - &lt;em&gt;Brains&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Cable, DSL, or Dial-Up - &lt;em&gt;Cable&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Unconscious Muttering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 77 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep:: &lt;em&gt;snore&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stats:: &lt;em&gt;graph&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Portfolio:: &lt;em&gt;photos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lipton:: &lt;em&gt;tea&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Telly:: &lt;em&gt;savalas&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Immigrate:: &lt;em&gt;australia&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Viable:: &lt;em&gt;practical&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serene:: &lt;em&gt;calm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mountain:: &lt;em&gt;cold&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natalie:: &lt;em&gt;wood&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109083338421117530?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109083338421117530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109083338421117530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109083338421117530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109083338421117530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/monday-madness_26.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109076478532474293</id><published>2004-07-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:20:37.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Wedding Part 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm still alive, still on my two feet, hey that doesn't turn out so bad. Snap few pics to share, some behind the scenes that made the wedding complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed01.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Getting ready before the bride and groom arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed04.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Waiting can be such a chores for this two fellas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed02.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Flower girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed05.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Strike a pose before the guests arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed06.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadrah&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed07.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Guests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed08.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadrah&lt;/em&gt; boys waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed09.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally presenting the bride and groom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed11.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bunga manggar boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed10.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Flower girls and page boys relief when its over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed12.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My leftover food. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109076478532474293?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109076478532474293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109076478532474293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109076478532474293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109076478532474293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/wedding-part-3.html' title='Wedding Part 3'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109068385205916676</id><published>2004-07-24T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T22:03:24.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Wedding Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoo hooo managed to survive tonight's ceremony. It's just a short &lt;em&gt;majlis berinai &lt;/em&gt;session so it's quite ok. Snap few pictures to kill that boredom. I'm brazing again for tomorrow's grand ceremony which is a whole day event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Air mawar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bunga Pahar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bunga Pahar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed5a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm bored so I snap everything I see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/wed6a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Beef steak &lt;/p&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/7194116-109068385205916676?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109068385205916676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109068385205916676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109068385205916676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109068385205916676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/wedding-part-2.html' title='Wedding Part 2'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109066539125688698</id><published>2004-07-24T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T19:17:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/cake.jpg" align="left" /&gt;I'm always looking forward to weekends well so does everyone I'm sure. But somehow I dreaded the arrival of this Sat &amp;amp; Sun that's coz' I got wedding to attend, uuurrrgh. Don't get me wrong I'm ok with wedding and the sanctity of marriage and that man and woman should be together if fate and destiny proclaims. But it's the preparation and processions that drives me up the wall. Malay weddings are never simple and it can never be simple till hell freezes over. It's always a two to three days affair with the grand finale that can leave everyone physically drain for weeks. I've seen enough of this that I've vow if and if my destiny arrives I'll make sure it's gonna be a short and sweet affair. Ok I'm brazing myself for tonight event. &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/7194116-109066539125688698?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109066539125688698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109066539125688698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109066539125688698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109066539125688698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109059600582575073</id><published>2004-07-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:20:05.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abode</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/laptop.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My temporary sojourn for the borrowed laptop. Counting the days when I'll get new pc and re-arrange the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109059600582575073?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109059600582575073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109059600582575073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109059600582575073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109059600582575073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/abode_23.html' title='Abode'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-10904012282660545</id><published>2004-07-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:12:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choo-choo train</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Choo-Choo Train&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/train.jpg" align="left" vspace="5" /&gt;As always, it was another boring ride to work like every other morning. Not that I expect anything unusual but some out-of-the-blue event can help&amp;nbsp;break away that dull repeatable train ride. For now I'm living without MP3 player, a book that I'm reading is too large to lug around and my mobile does not comes with radio or whatever latest features they have thus fifty minutes commuting to and fro can feel like a lifetime if you have nothing to do but stare into space.This out-of-the-blue thingy that comes in mind is not the disastrous type like a train wreck or some pathetic loser running towards a moving train or power failure but something towards entertainment. Maybe some Singapore Idol wannabe practicing their vocal chords, a lost Moscow Circus reject doing juggling, a stand-up comic with not-so funny lines or an aspiring politician firing some political issues. This impromptu act in the train can create a much livelier and fun journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/heatwaves.jpg" align="right" vspace="5" /&gt;Remembering an uptown ride in New York 8 yrs back, an African-American&amp;nbsp;fella stepped in the train and belt out a soulful rendition with his Barry White voice, now that was unforgettable. It took me awhile to catch the song and it was my cousin who whispered to me the title. That song had such a great impact on me that once we alight on the next station we entered Tower Records and I bought Always and Forever by Heatwaves. Till now whenever I hear that song I'll remembered that day when I was serenaded by a stranger in the train. &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/7194116-10904012282660545?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/10904012282660545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=10904012282660545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/10904012282660545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/10904012282660545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/choo-choo-train.html' title='choo-choo train'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109033361691843264</id><published>2004-07-21T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T10:20:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncousious Muttering</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Unconscious Mutterings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 76 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nostalgia:: &lt;em&gt;Carpenters&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Irreplaceable:: &lt;em&gt;my mom&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Odd:: &lt;em&gt;couple&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;James Spader:: &lt;em&gt;sex, lies &amp;amp; videotape&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flamboyant:: &lt;em&gt;liberace&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intense:: &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple:: &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Septic:: &lt;em&gt;tank &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ton:: &lt;em&gt;oil&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turkey:: &lt;em&gt;3 strikes in bowling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109033361691843264?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109033361691843264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109033361691843264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109033361691843264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109033361691843264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/uncousious-muttering.html' title='Uncousious Muttering'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109022281965617613</id><published>2004-07-19T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T22:00:57.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/angry1.jpg" align="middle" vspace="5" /&gt;It's time for Monday Madness to beat the blues away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you prefer to be out in the sun or in the shade? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weather here is always hot so it's nice to be in the shade for a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Regarding the walls in your house, do you prefer neutral colors &lt;br&gt;or bright colors? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a wall paper for now, but if I want to refurbish my house the &lt;br&gt;wall would be neutral in color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When hanging pictures on your walls, do you like things &lt;br&gt;symmetric or asymmetric? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asymmetric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How about where you'd like to live; country or city? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely country I just want some peace and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your blog; Blogger, Blogdrive, Blog-City, or another one altogether? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Email; Yahoo, Hotmail, Gmail, or other? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yahoo &amp;amp; Hotmail. I need a Gmail somebody gimme one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Air conditioning or just a fan when it's hot at night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely air condition can't sleep without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dinner; seafood or steak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like both for dinner gosh just thinking about it makes me drool. *slurp* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your all-time favorite music media; CD's, cassette tapes, or vinyl &lt;br&gt;(or 8-tracks)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bought my first CD in early 90s never look back since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When learning a new software program, do you find it easier &lt;br&gt;to follow a book or an online tutorial? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#604b1e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no time for library and progam books are expensive, so its &lt;br&gt;online tutorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7194116-109022281965617613?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109022281965617613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109022281965617613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109022281965617613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109022281965617613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/monday-madness_19.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109014771708881364</id><published>2004-07-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T21:38:48.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Bender</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Gender Bender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this site,&lt;a href="http://www.bookblog.net/gender/genie.html"&gt; Gender Genie&lt;/a&gt;, which uses a simplified version of an algorithm to predict the gender of the autohr. So what I did was to cut and paste my blog entry and submit for the result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gender Genie thinks the author of this passage is: &lt;strong&gt;male!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The analysis shows the feminie and masculine words that I used in my entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feminine Keywords &lt;br /&gt;him &lt;br /&gt;so &lt;br /&gt;because &lt;br /&gt;actually &lt;br /&gt;everything &lt;br /&gt;but &lt;br /&gt;like &lt;br /&gt;am &lt;br /&gt;more &lt;br /&gt;out &lt;br /&gt;too &lt;br /&gt;has &lt;br /&gt;since &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculine Keywords &lt;br /&gt;some &lt;br /&gt;this &lt;br /&gt;as &lt;br /&gt;now &lt;br /&gt;good &lt;br /&gt;something &lt;br /&gt;if &lt;br /&gt;ever &lt;br /&gt;is &lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;well &lt;br /&gt;in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! I'm a man trap in a woman's body. What a load of crap. &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/7194116-109014771708881364?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109014771708881364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109014771708881364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109014771708881364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109014771708881364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/gender-bender.html' title='Gender Bender'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-109007841858087975</id><published>2004-07-17T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T11:48:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another finished product. Not sure where this flower gonna be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flower5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-109007841858087975?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/109007841858087975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=109007841858087975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109007841858087975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/109007841858087975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/flower.html' title='flower'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108998705599912423</id><published>2004-07-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T00:33:42.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arty Farty</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Arty Farty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I must admit I'm not a creative, arty farty person. I stink at art lesson, can't draw a short straight lines and sometimes my handwriting is so bad that I can't make it out. But this does not apply to my mom, dad and my two sisters. They have such creative minds and energy that whatever task they do the output is astounding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is in the midst of her latest project which is hmmm not to sure what to call it lets just say "flower decoration" thingy for my sister's sister-in-law wedding next week. She's doing all this intricate flower design for the bride's family members. Below pics are some of the finish product and seems that she's has lots more to go. Will post more later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flower1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flower2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/flower3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/7194116-108998705599912423?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108998705599912423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108998705599912423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108998705599912423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108998705599912423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/arty-farty.html' title='Arty Farty'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108977098903519388</id><published>2004-07-15T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T11:40:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrenched</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/retrench.jpg" align="left" hspace="15" vspace="5"&gt;Heard from a colleague that our customer is retrenching some of its staff here and worldwide. 'Retrenchment' urrrgh hate that word. Been thru' that path before and it has made my life topsy-turyv. One day I feel secure then wham! the next day "due to economic uncertainty blah blah blah blah .... thank you for your valuable contribution". This was said to me by a manager who hardly smile or spoke more than ten words to me. But on that day he was beaming sympathetically and went on and on about downsizing and restructuring. "Ooooh just shut-up and gimme my pay-slip Mr Manager", I regret not saying that to his face.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108977098903519388?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108977098903519388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108977098903519388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108977098903519388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108977098903519388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/retrenched.html' title='Retrenched'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108962260047722138</id><published>2004-07-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T00:17:06.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/mm1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;It's Monday Madness again. &lt;br /&gt;Let's try some 'true or false' questions this week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like my job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mostly true. What I don't like are Monday morning and irritating &lt;br /&gt;colleagues.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I find time to 'smell the flowers' so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;False. Got no time to smell flowers or coffee so to speak.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have no problem thinking of things to write about in my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;False. At times I do have problem expressing my thoughts.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 'Organization' is my middle name! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If 'Plan A' doesn't work, there's always a 'Plan B.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;False. Don't have any plans just go with the flow.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I adjust easily to new surroundings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'd rather work 'behind the scenes' than 'in the spotlight.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True. I'm kinda shy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm happy where I am, at this point in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Partly true.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I can wake up in the morning without an alarm clock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True. I'm a human clock.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I can function pretty well on less than 8 hours of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True. I'll get cranky if I overslept.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#660000"&gt;.::Tune : Michael Buble's Come Fly With Me::.&lt;/font&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/7194116-108962260047722138?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108962260047722138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108962260047722138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108962260047722138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108962260047722138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/monday-madness_12.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108947352293042761</id><published>2004-07-11T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T18:16:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Home, Tiles &amp; Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Of Home, Tiles &amp; Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/tiles.jpg" align="left" hspace="15"&gt;Ok I've already filed a report at HDB and now I'm officially one of hundreds or maybe thousands homeowners with flooring problem. The contractor will be coming on Monday to access the extend of the damage. Thankfully the tiles just pop-up and not crack. Hmmm home doesn't sound so sweet after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Malaysian Idol at TV3 right now and blogging at the same time. The guys suppose to sing Purest of Pain in English or Malay but they screwed up and got lashing by the judges. The gals did better for Sheila Majid's Sinaran. Oooh can't wait for Singapore Idol in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108947352293042761?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108947352293042761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108947352293042761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108947352293042761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108947352293042761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/of-home-tiles-idol.html' title='Of Home, Tiles &amp; Idol'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108937904862657973</id><published>2004-07-09T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T00:30:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read 'Em &amp; Weep</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic sans ms;"&gt;Read 'Em &amp;amp; Weep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="15" src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/reading.jpg" align="left" vspace="15" /&gt;See that book on your right? Bought this bestseller, Booker Prize novel at Popular Bookstore for less than ten bucks. Yeah what a bargain for a hard cover book. It has been like two weeks since I bought it and I've read about 80 pages of it. What! only 80 pages!!?? Wonder how long will it take for me to complete the whole of 520 pages. Wish this type of book comes in small sizes so that its easier to lug around. So that I can read it on the way to work or during lunch break and not 20 mins before I fell asleep at night. Why must hard cover be big and heavy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#660000"&gt;.::Tune : Kate Bush's This Woman's Work::.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108937904862657973?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108937904862657973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108937904862657973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108937904862657973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108937904862657973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/read-em-weep.html' title='Read &apos;Em &amp; Weep'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108917783596256482</id><published>2004-07-07T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T21:59:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Matinee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Wednesday Matinee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/mobile.jpg" align="left" hspace="15"&gt;Please turn off your cellphone for the duration of the meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your favorite Harrison Ford movie?&lt;br /&gt;   I would have to say Regarding Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favorite animated movie?&lt;br /&gt;   I'm not that keen on animated movies and I don't watched that many either. But I saw Finding Nemo and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever walked out during a movie?&lt;br /&gt;   No and I wouldn't want to do that even if its for some  senseless, sappy, crapy movie. I pay for it might as well sit through the whole freaking show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108917783596256482?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108917783596256482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108917783596256482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108917783596256482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108917783596256482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/wednesday-matinee.html' title='Wednesday Matinee'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108903350802709411</id><published>2004-07-05T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T22:06:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/mm.jpg" align="left" hspace="15"&gt;'Tis Monday once again! This week on &lt;a href="http://mmadness.blogspot.com"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/a&gt; we're going to try some 'fill-in-the-blanks' questions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I usually clean my house on &lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;, or about every &lt;u&gt;six&lt;/u&gt; days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite Sunday night program to watch on television is &lt;u&gt;Law &amp; Order&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Monday morning I usually waking up thinking, "&lt;u&gt;shucks must I go to work on Monday&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To wind down at the end of a busy day, I like to &lt;u&gt;listen to Carpenters&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I try not to call anyone on the phone until after &lt;u&gt;10&lt;/u&gt; a.m.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And I NEVER call anyone after &lt;u&gt;10 p.m&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When I don't have to get up to go to work or school, I sleep in until &lt;u&gt;8.30 am&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have &lt;u&gt;two&lt;/u&gt; telephones in my house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I usually answer the phone on the &lt;u&gt;third&lt;/u&gt; ring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When I know I should be sleeping, but am having a hard time falling asleep, I usually &lt;u&gt;watch telly&lt;/u&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/7194116-108903350802709411?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108903350802709411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108903350802709411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108903350802709411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108903350802709411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108886519630606949</id><published>2004-07-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:10:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godfather</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Godfather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the news this morning at my &lt;a href=http://www.moms4moms.org/scribbles/&gt;sister's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Told my mom about it and she was like "is he the one who was married to Elizabeth Taylor?" "No mom that was Richard Burton, twice". Yeah they all look alike once old age creeps up, the skin began to sag and smoothly pushing the weight up. I'm not really a fan of Brandon hence I don't watch all his movies with the exception of two, The Godfather and Last Tango in Paris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/godfather.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/lastango.jpg"&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/7194116-108886519630606949?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108886519630606949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108886519630606949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108886519630606949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108886519630606949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/07/godfather.html' title='Godfather'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108851958869443666</id><published>2004-06-29T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T22:44:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Da Worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sites are hilarious and I wanna share it with you. Let's just say you have not seen it but if you have just pretend that you have not ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks out there have painstakingly lists the worst album covers ever. I would like to thank them for the entertainment and making my life less miserable today. Do read the caption that's the best part.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://porktornado.diaryland.com/albumcover.html"&gt;Worst Album Cover I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://porktornado.diaryland.com/covers2.html"&gt;Worst Album Cover II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108851958869443666?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108851958869443666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108851958869443666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108851958869443666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108851958869443666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/da-worst.html' title='Da Worst'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108826657369051909</id><published>2004-06-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T00:16:13.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Weekend Part Deux&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're right sis! I did not get anything done today went out to Spotlight with mom instead. I'm chucking away that to-do list cos' I'm not good at following orders. Oh but I did manage to pay the bills :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been leaving without personal transport so it's the public transport for now to anywhere. Me being blur and confuze took the wrong bus to Tampines and end up in Sengkang. Told mom not to panic as I'm sure there's a direct bus or train to Tampines cos' both eastates are not far off if you travel through expressway. But I was wrong. There are no freaking direct buses to Tampines central and both Tampines and Sengkang station sits at two different train lines. How can that be! I could have sworn that if I drive through TPE I'll reach Tampines in less than 10 mins from Sengkang. It's like travelling from Woodlands to Yishun, 5 mins by car, train stations on the same line and direct buses aplenty. Why can't it be as simple as that? We gave up on analyzing the route and took a cab instead. Lesson learnt, always check the route before boarding the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Currently listening to Brian McKnight's Back At One ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108826657369051909?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108826657369051909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108826657369051909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108826657369051909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108826657369051909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/weekend-part-deux.html' title='Weekend Part Deux'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108817888204751524</id><published>2004-06-26T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T09:37:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, finally weekend's here. Got tonnes of things to do ... sort that CDs, tidy the closet, refile all course handouts and pass year questions, draft out the dissertation content, finding excuses for not meeting David to discuss the project, pay bills, dig-up old photos ... the list is endless. But then again being me who loves to procrastinate I'm sure I'll stuck with the same list next weekend and weekend after that .....&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/7194116-108817888204751524?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108817888204751524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108817888204751524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108817888204751524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108817888204751524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108813735398898499</id><published>2004-06-25T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T22:17:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakest Link</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Weakest Link &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/beck.jpg&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to office, switched on the pc first before I can even land my big butt onto the creaking chair. Went to livescore.com and saw with utter dismayed that England's out of Euro 2004. It's the same old story again, losing on penalties. Again Beckham missed the shot, seems he's making a habit out of it. He should just retire and sort out his affairs. Quoting from Anne Robinson's Weakest Link,  "You're the weakest link ... goodbye". &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108813735398898499?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108813735398898499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108813735398898499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108813735398898499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108813735398898499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/weakest-link.html' title='Weakest Link'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108800049186635818</id><published>2004-06-23T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T22:25:30.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayne M</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/ileavebitemarx/1058834301_uresjayne1.jpg" border="0" alt="jaynemansfield"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Jayne Mansfield. You are very much into&lt;br&gt;yourself, and perhaps even stuck up. You are&lt;br&gt;crazy and will do anything for attention and&lt;br&gt;publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ileavebitemarx/quizzes/Which%20vintage%20pin-up%20girl%20are%20you%3F%20(Results%20contain%20pictures)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which vintage pin-up girl are you? (Results contain pictures)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108800049186635818?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108800049186635818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108800049186635818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108800049186635818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108800049186635818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/jayne-m.html' title='Jayne M'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108675798534087558</id><published>2004-06-23T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T09:48:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk Cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Talk Cock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/talkcock.jpg align="left" hspace="15"&gt;I stumbled upon this &lt;a href="http://www.talkingcock.com/"&gt; site &lt;/a&gt; years ago but neither got the time nor the interest to read it. I stumbled back again to the same site yesterday morning while moaning at my 'lost' blog. I had a good laugh reading the articles its twisted, rude and crude all done in the name of satirical humour and it's all about poking fun at S'pore culture and policies. Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108675798534087558?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108675798534087558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108675798534087558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108675798534087558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108675798534087558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/talk-cock.html' title='Talk Cock'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108790999297284814</id><published>2004-06-22T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T21:14:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Panic Attack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a momentary panic attack this morning. Reason being I could not view my blog using the office's pc. The problem occurred for a few hours until noon. Frantic emailing and smsing to my sis did not lessen the anxiety. I know it's nothing life threatening but I'm such a worrywart. I have to admit that I've grown attached to this blog and to think that I've only been blogging for a month. Till now I'm still scratching my head not knowing what really happened and why is my blog playing hide-and-seek with me?   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108790999297284814?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108790999297284814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108790999297284814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108790999297284814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108790999297284814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/panic-attack.html' title='Panic Attack'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108774262149695770</id><published>2004-06-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T22:45:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Day Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a day out with my mom yesterday. We had the usual morning breakfast ritual that we always do on a Saturday morning and then to Bugis in the afternoon. We bypassed the car and took the train instead. Need to get use of not having that old Proton around. I'm ok with the train ride but it's a different story with my mom. She got sore eye whenever she saw young Malay couples cuddling and kissing in public or young girls in scantily clad clothes. My mom's not old-fashion she read and speaks better English than anyone her age but she believes in being discreet and tactful especially in public place. Told her she can close her eyes if she doesn't want to watch this 'free' show and that's what she do the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a yellow quartz crystal Citrine at half price at Fu Lu Shou Complex in Bugis. I read that Citrine brings happiness, joy and optimism into life. Yeah that's what I need right now optimism and a need to wash that negative energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108774262149695770?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108774262149695770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108774262149695770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108774262149695770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108774262149695770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/day-out.html' title='Day Out'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108762115608337976</id><published>2004-06-19T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T13:00:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats</title><content type='html'>I recently add-in a site statistic to this blog.It's not that I'm keeping track on the visitors it's more for accessory-sake. Gosh who am I kidding, of course it's to keep track of the viewers I need to know if people out there (aside from my sis) reads my blog. I'm not being pathetic am I? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108762115608337976?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108762115608337976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108762115608337976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108762115608337976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108762115608337976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/stats.html' title='Stats'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108739606019521697</id><published>2004-06-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T22:33:40.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Say My Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes again another Hollywood celebrity giving unsual name to their baby. Not that Coco sounds unsual but Coco Cox or Coco Arquette (Courtney Cox &amp; David Arquette) does sounds awful.&lt;br /&gt;This celebrities can give their children the best of everything but when it comes to naming the children their creativity runs overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the worst baby-name offenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - Prince Michael, Prince Michael II &amp; Paris Michael&lt;br /&gt;John Mellencamp - Speck Wildhorse &amp; Hud&lt;br /&gt;Jason Lee - Pilot Inspektor				&lt;br /&gt;Rob Morrow - Tu   (Tu Morrow ... get it?)				&lt;br /&gt;Shannyn Sossamon - Audio Science   (Einstein in the making?)				&lt;br /&gt;Frank Zappa - Moon Unit, Ahmet Emuukha Rodan, Dweezil &amp; Diva				&lt;br /&gt;Bono - Elijah Bob Patricius Guggi Q				&lt;br /&gt;David Duchovyn - Kyd   (will he still be called Kyd when he turns 21?)			&lt;br /&gt;Jermaine Jackson - Jermajesty				&lt;br /&gt;Paula Yates - Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily, Fifi Trixibelle, Peaches Honeyblossom &amp; Pixie   (characters from Captain Hook perhaps?)		&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Willis &amp; Demi Moore - Rumer Glenn, Tallulah Belle &amp; Scout LaRue			&lt;br /&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow - Apple				&lt;br /&gt;David Byrne - Malu 			&lt;br /&gt;Mia Farrow - Lark Song &amp; Summer Song				&lt;br /&gt;Erykah Badu - 7  				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With names  like this one will wonder if it's a boy or girl.				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108739606019521697?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108739606019521697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108739606019521697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108739606019521697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108739606019521697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/say-my-name.html' title='Say My Name'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108711158214822362</id><published>2004-06-14T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:57:20.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song For Whoever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Song For Whoever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for love songs, R &amp; B, ballad, slow rock and even a little bit country. But it's a definite no no when it comes to heavy metal, rap, hip-hop or what have you. My first appreciation in music happened when I saw Solid Gold on the telly during the early 80s. I don't remember much about that show but I do remembered Dionne Warwick and Mariyln McCoo and those hots Solid Gold dancers grooving to the tune of Top 10 every week. After 20 years of listening and banging through different music genre, I think I rather stick to the old school tunes of easy listening music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top 100 songs through the decades in alphabetical order and I can never grow sick of these songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98 Degrees - Invisible Man&lt;br /&gt;Air Supply - Here I Am&lt;br /&gt;Al Green - Let Stay Together&lt;br /&gt;Andy Gibb - Don't Throw It All Away&lt;br /&gt;Annie Lennox - Love Song For A Vampire&lt;br /&gt;Atlantic Star - Always&lt;br /&gt;Barry Manilow - Weekend In New England&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful South - Song For Whoever&lt;br /&gt;Beatles - Here, There and Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Bee Gees - How Deep Is Your Love&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Craven - Holding On&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel - Just The Way You Are&lt;br /&gt;Billy Ocean - The Color Of Love&lt;br /&gt;Boyz II Men - On Bended Knees&lt;br /&gt;Brandy - Almost Doesn't Count&lt;br /&gt;Bread - Make It With You&lt;br /&gt;Breathe - Hands To Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Brian McKnight - One Last Cry&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Springsteen - Secret Garden&lt;br /&gt;Captain &amp; Tennille - Do That to Me One More Time &lt;br /&gt;Carole King - It's Too Late&lt;br /&gt;Carpenters - I Need To Be In Love&lt;br /&gt;Cathy Dennis - Too Many Walls&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion - Because You Love Me&lt;br /&gt;Chaka Khan - Through The Fire&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Trick - The Flame&lt;br /&gt;Chicago - Look Away&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera - Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Chris Gaines - Lost In You&lt;br /&gt;Christoper Cross - Best That You Can Do&lt;br /&gt;Collin Raye - Love Me&lt;br /&gt;Corrs - Old Town&lt;br /&gt;Dan Fogelberg - Hard To Say&lt;br /&gt;David Foster - Best Of Me&lt;br /&gt;David Soul - Don't Give Up On Us&lt;br /&gt;Diana Ross - Missing You&lt;br /&gt;Duran Duran - Come Undone&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Wind and Fire - After The Love Has Gone&lt;br /&gt;England Dan &amp; John Ford Coley - I'd Really Love To See You Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Expose - I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me&lt;br /&gt;Extreme - More Than Words&lt;br /&gt;George Benson  - Greatest Love Of All&lt;br /&gt;George Micheal - Kissing A Fool&lt;br /&gt;Glen Medeiros - Lonely Won't Leave Me Alone&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Estefan - Here We Are&lt;br /&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Iris&lt;br /&gt;Heart - Alone&lt;br /&gt;Indecent Obsession - Fixing A Broken Heart&lt;br /&gt;Irene Cara - Out Here On My Own&lt;br /&gt;James Ingram - Just Once&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor - You've Got A Friend&lt;br /&gt;Jann Arden - Insensitive&lt;br /&gt;Jeffry Osborne - On The Wings Of Love&lt;br /&gt;Jets - The Same Love&lt;br /&gt;Jewel - You Were Meant For Me&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Lee - Looking For Love&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Logan - Hold Me Now&lt;br /&gt;Joey Lawrence - Stay Forever&lt;br /&gt;Journey - Open Arms&lt;br /&gt;Kate Bush - This Woman's Work&lt;br /&gt;KC &amp; Jojo - All My Life&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Loggins - For The First Time&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Rogers - Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Laura Branigan - How Am I Supposed To Leave Without You&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Richie - Still&lt;br /&gt;Luther Vandross - Here and Now&lt;br /&gt;Madonna - Take A Bow&lt;br /&gt;Meat Loaf - Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad&lt;br /&gt;Marie Osmond &amp; Dan Seals - Meet Me In Montana&lt;br /&gt;Mike Reno &amp; Ann Wilson - Almost Paradise&lt;br /&gt;Michael Bolton - Soul Provider&lt;br /&gt;Mr Big - To Be With You&lt;br /&gt;N'Sync - This I Promise&lt;br /&gt;No Doubt - Don't Speak&lt;br /&gt;Patty Smyth - Look At What Love Has Done&lt;br /&gt;Paul Brady - Long Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Peabo Bryson - If Ever You're in My Arms Again&lt;br /&gt;Phil Collins - Against All Odds &lt;br /&gt;Regina Belle - Make It Like It Was&lt;br /&gt;REO Speedwagon - Can't Fight This Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Rick Price - Nothing Can Stop Us Now&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie Milsap - It Was Almost Like A Song&lt;br /&gt;Roxette - It Must Have Been Love&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Sang - Emotion&lt;br /&gt;Selena - Dreaming Of You&lt;br /&gt;Shania Twain - You're The One&lt;br /&gt;Sheena Easton - So Much In Love&lt;br /&gt;Simon &amp; Garfunkel - Bridge Over Trouble Waters&lt;br /&gt;Spandau Ballet - True&lt;br /&gt;Stacy Latisaw - Perfect Combination&lt;br /&gt;Steve Perry - Foolish Heart&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Wonder - Overjoy&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Bishop - It Might Be You&lt;br /&gt;Trisha Yearwood - How Do I Live&lt;br /&gt;Toni Braxton - Unbreak My Heart&lt;br /&gt;Toto - I'll Be Over You&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Williams - Save The Best For Last&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston - All At Once&lt;br /&gt;Wet Wet Wet - Goodnight Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108711158214822362?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108711158214822362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108711158214822362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108711158214822362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108711158214822362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/song-for-whoever.html' title='Song For Whoever'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108717170572567133</id><published>2004-06-14T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T12:28:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defeat</title><content type='html'>France beat England by 2-1. Oh dear why am I not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Those English footballers just don't have the luck when it comes to international football. The game was theirs right until the 90th min when good old Zidane scored twice. To make it worst that Beckham can't gave a decent penalty kick. I have two words for him &lt;strong&gt;KAKI KAYU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well lets move on to the next match.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108717170572567133?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108717170572567133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108717170572567133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108717170572567133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108717170572567133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/defeat.html' title='Defeat'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108696082816454371</id><published>2004-06-11T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:55:00.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Ooops! I Did It Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Ooops! I Did It Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from CNN.com ... &lt;em&gt;Pop princess Britney Spears injured her knee during a video shoot and was hospitalized for arthroscopic surgery, her record label said &lt;/em&gt; ... hmmmm I seems to have heard that before. Ahhh yes, it was couple of years back when her publicist defends the allegations that Britney had breast implant saying she went for a knee surgery instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108696082816454371?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108696082816454371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108696082816454371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108696082816454371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108696082816454371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/ooops-i-did-it-again.html' title=' Ooops! I Did It Again'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108692431458377629</id><published>2004-06-11T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T11:21:36.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ole Ole Ole</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Ole Ole Ole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 1 day to Portugal Euro 2004. We-heeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/euro2004.jpg&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108692431458377629?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108692431458377629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108692431458377629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108692431458377629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108692431458377629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/ole-ole-ole.html' title='Ole Ole Ole'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108665324334896756</id><published>2004-06-08T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T22:43:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasia Oh Fantasia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic sans ms"&gt;Fantasia Oh Fantasia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I keep humming to the tune of Fantasia's I Believe on my way to work. This is really one sassy, kick-ass gal she might not have the look but she got attitude and that donald duck voice of hers is kinda unique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src=http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v248/lutonstreet/fantasia.jpg&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108665324334896756?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108665324334896756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108665324334896756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108665324334896756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108665324334896756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/fantasia-oh-fantasia.html' title='Fantasia Oh Fantasia'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108658396473763466</id><published>2004-06-07T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:17:11.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bills Bills Bills</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bills Bills Bills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday blues, do we really have to work on Monday? Given a chance I rather not work at all. But who's gonna pay the utility bill, household expenses, transport fare, personal expenses, phone bills etc etc etc... I simply can't pluck the money from trees can't I. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108658396473763466?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108658396473763466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108658396473763466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108658396473763466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108658396473763466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/bills-bills-bills.html' title='Bills Bills Bills'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108656691860080712</id><published>2004-06-07T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:15:20.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Manic Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8.05 Monday morning and I'm in the office waiting for the rest to show up. I ain't gonna start work before everybody arrive. When you're early nobody cares but when you're late all heads turn. That's life.&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/7194116-108656691860080712?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108656691860080712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108656691860080712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108656691860080712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108656691860080712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7194116.post-108652203534811727</id><published>2004-06-06T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:16:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Beginnings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe I'm doing this. Can't even keep a decent journal during school days and now at 35, I wanna start blogging? Oh well there's a first for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7194116-108652203534811727?l=life365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/feeds/108652203534811727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7194116&amp;postID=108652203534811727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108652203534811727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7194116/posts/default/108652203534811727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life365.blogspot.com/2004/06/beginnings.html' title='Beginnings'/><author><name>memphis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
