<?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-17802001</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:27:52.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded by the Silence...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-116187911962947124</id><published>2006-10-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:22:41.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfection</title><content type='html'>Juzz got home and not really in the mood to do anithing now, kinda abit upset and hurt maybe hmmmzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was short, woke at 10 did usuals played abit of NBA street, thn went out with her. Went to eat, enjoyed the view, thn went to play pool, honestly, this is where my mood went off scale, being a perfectionist, you'll just hate it when u cant do things rite. Afta so long not playing pool, skills get rusty, but damn, tis is too rusty... i cant even pot a simple ball... damn it... she beats me 7-2 tats 5 games... Blergh... need to polish up tis area, used to be so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta pool headed back to her place and watched some TV, used the pc for a while to see wat games they are and went out tot of juzz sitting with her n talk or sumthing or juzz sit and be with each other, ouh well.. she's on the fone... yeah well i understand its not everyday that he calls, i didn't make noise rite... 2330, getting late, picked my beg, wore my sweater, u gave me a gesture asking weather i wanna go home, i nod my head and yeah u walk to the door with the fon still talking... i wore my shoes, still talk, i walk out with out looking back, u still talk, i tot u'd atleast tell him, "hey could you hold on 5 mins wann sent my guy to the door " or sumthing... I guess that fonecall was really important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. ouh well maybe i'm juzz being too sensitive but, always saying u miss me and doing this is kinda contradicting... mayb i'm too sensitive i guess... ahhh watever lah... and now still talking on fon.. hmm... Good nite lah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-116187911962947124?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/116187911962947124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=116187911962947124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/116187911962947124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/116187911962947124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/10/imperfection.html' title='Imperfection'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-116006577746103403</id><published>2006-10-06T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:29:37.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story About an Ass</title><content type='html'>The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again. The local paper read: PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race. The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day the paper read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bishop was buried the next day. The moral of the story is....being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery...and even shorten your life. So be yourself and stop worrying, you'll be a lot happier and live longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-116006577746103403?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/116006577746103403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=116006577746103403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/116006577746103403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/116006577746103403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/10/story-about-ass_06.html' title='A Story About an Ass'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-115959711254285272</id><published>2006-09-30T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:18:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Economics</title><content type='html'>Hmm... i guess this is reality behind the fiction that we hear from the world hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIALISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows, and you give one to your neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMUNISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives yousome milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASCISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells yousome milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUREAUCRATISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks theother, then throws the milk away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.You sell them and retire on the income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMERICAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FRENCH CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You go on strike, organise a riot, and blockthe roads, because you want three cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A JAPANESE CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth thesize of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.You then create a clever cow cartoon image called Cowkimon and market it worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GERMAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live for 100years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ITALIAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows, but you don’t know where they are.You decide to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RUSSIAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You count them and learn you have five cows.You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.You count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SWISS CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you. You charge theowners for storing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHINESE CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them.You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity, and arrestthe newsman who reported the real situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN INDIAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You worship them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRITISH CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. Both are mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRAQI CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that youhave none.No-one believes you, so they bomb the shit out of you and invadeyour country.You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of aDemocracy….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURREALISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have two giraffes.The government requires you to take harmonica lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG CAPITALISM:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You sell 3 of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank.Then you execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all 4 cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping 5 cows.The milk rights of 6 cows are transferred via a Panamanian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority shareholder.He sells the rights to all 7 cows’ milk back to the listed company, and proceeds from the sale are deferred. The annual report says that the company owns 8 cows, with an option on one more.Meanwhile, you kill the 2 cows because the feng shui is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. The one on the left looks very attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPOREAN CIVIL SERVICE:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows. You scold each one everyday before and after milking.You teach one of them to scol the other.You instruct them to moo only on command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION:&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.Business seems pretty good.You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this out of suring around due to boredom.. haish... bored bored bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-115959711254285272?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/115959711254285272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=115959711254285272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/115959711254285272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/115959711254285272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/09/world-economics.html' title='World Economics'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-115955493129477889</id><published>2006-09-30T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T02:55:51.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>Honestly, it didn't occur to me that i would reposting another entry to this blog, i guess thi is just a spur of the moment thingy ahacks... i dunno y i keep a blog but very rarely update it, i'm so daym bloody lazy to upkeep one but still insist on having one... hmmm... strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, since i'm already typing in an entry, lets just get it on... wheee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended duty this morning, haish... kinda sucky doing duty, all always trying to take advantage of me by staying out and coming in late. Well at least i always reach camp by 0645 even if i stay out. But this little asses, come strolling in at 0730, thats the time we are suppose to fall in for roll call, idiots... Really out me in a fix there as "Pak Itam" have already reached the camp... if he's late i wont be complaning about the rest coming in late... As COS we answer to everything little crack that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week been kinda a long rest, although i think i spent it wastefully by rotting away, all men involved in IMF was given one week off. Unless u got duty and such u got to come back and ur off will not be compensated. Unfair? Well... Thats just how it goes in green... Whole day of duty yesterday was slack, "Pak Itam" was on leave and the only spec around was "Pendek" and "Auntie" so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullied the new driver and T-lists hahaha... Mdae them do wat i like most, "WASH CAR!!" wheee... Not being evil, but practically there was nothing else to do... All there was, was wash vehicle and area cleaning, if not thn they tuang all they way, haish... And ouh yah, in the office, "Auntie" was like demanding help from eveyone and anione she can grab, kinda sucky when u hate desk job and paper work, coz thats all to it if she needs you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my COZ report early yesterday, by the evening, i'm done with my report, and all that is left was, faxinf some things over to SBC and all's done... wheee... ouh yah, it was the ferst day one this yr i break fast at camp... Food was kinda sucky as usual but, it will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumthing strange though, tv in the office have no timer, nor was it even set, i was watching tv n lying on the sofa when i dozed off till next morning. When i woke up, tv as off, radio was on, hmm... To the someone or something, "thanks" for switching off the tv and swithching the radio on yeah, spooky huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... i cant stop thinking, " wah, i'm 21 this yr ar?" Not denying but i don't feel 21, my vision of reaching 21 was, having abit more flesh, already workin, maybe with a car or sumthing... But, it was no where near it, think that's y i dun feel 21 whee.. Nvm.. soon i hope... Can't stay young forever, looks will deceive mental age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bdays, are overated dun you think? i mean, wats the big deal? Every year supposedly, u got one day where its suppose to be special and it on ur birth date, hmm juzz another date in the calender honestly... There's nothing special about mine at least... ouh well... Reality of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's the month of Ramadhan, the holy month... i hope i could stay decent in this month, its sumthing worth working for i guess... haish... only hope to be good ahacks wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Puasa comes, Hari Raya wont be far behind!!! Woohoo... Got lotsa plan to do... wanna reaarrange my furniture in ma room, wanna recolor my room... got to get my room CLEANED!!! but i'm soooo lazy to do it!!! well for recoloring, i blame it on money hahaha but the rest, daym i'm so lazy... haish... juzz got to wait for another spur of the moment thingy than i do it... If i clean it now, its only gonna get dirty again even before its close to Raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... she's sick again of werking without rest, haish... really worried about her, hope that her carrer change would mean a better perspective, in life, financial and for her family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gone to bed, so am i wheee... wanna type more but lazy.. hhahaha no mood aready, spur no more.. must wait for another spur of the moment hahaha :P aights... i know i could count the number of peeps reading my blog so haha i'll take time... wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite nite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-115955493129477889?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/115955493129477889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=115955493129477889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/115955493129477889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/115955493129477889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113672032114874043</id><published>2006-01-08T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:38:41.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing- A- Long</title><content type='html'>Wow.... tis week's a fast week.... cant feel the days going by... its just like the days are wind blowing thru the air... hahaha ouh well... Last week is kinda fun, had Cross Country driving! wohoo... great experience! going down the hill up the hill, ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one moment good enough to highlight though, the time i was going down a very steep slope, and when i was juzz at the top of the slope, the 4x4 gear jumped! wohoo it was 4x2 all the way down! Imagine the speed! hahaha ouh well, lucky i had control of the brakes, and the instructor was practically scared out of his wits if anithing happened. He was try so hard to put the gear back to 4x4 but how was that possible while on the move hahaha more ever downslope. He was like, "Slow down, control the brakes... Brake more, more... Yess keep this speed, eh u not scared uh?" hahaha sheesh! daym my balls was in my throat! hahaha but ouh well its still fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is parking test and lashing + load height test... hmmm another obstacle to pass thru... hope for the best ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113672032114874043?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113672032114874043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113672032114874043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113672032114874043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113672032114874043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/01/sing-long.html' title='Sing- A- Long'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113610526344209999</id><published>2006-01-01T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T16:47:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year</title><content type='html'>Daym.. i'm bored... no good shows on tv, hmmm gonna play X Box rite after this i guess... well... lemme see... hey honestly i think driving a tonner if far more fun thn a rover haahah, y? dunch know... but hmmm one tonner fills up one whole lane... its big, its heavy, hahha best part is high enough to see the whole road!!! hahaha i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo passed HSP one time go!!! For all drivers of SAF u know how dreading is HSP, it sucks big time!!! but ouh well... its over now... actually i was quite lucky... very lucky in fact coz i did quite a number ofmistakes while the test but still i made it thru :) wheee!!! Now all thats left is securing and lashing, parking n tp test!!! whooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week will be cross country!! sound fun... hahaha off raod driving!!! my dream!! hmmm gonna be really kecoh hahaha up slope down slope! 4x4 drivin... finally all theory part is over... now can concentrate on all practicall wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniways.... Happy New Year!!!! WHEEEE!!!! its 2006 already... excatly 1 year n 6 month left of serving!!! how happy am i... hmmm... my new year resolution, hmmmm none... no point making on if u're not keeping it hahaha... aight i wanna end this here n continue it at night.. wanna race my car thru need for speed enjoy ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113610526344209999?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113610526344209999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113610526344209999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113610526344209999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113610526344209999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113559613242359612</id><published>2005-12-26T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:22:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouh Well...</title><content type='html'>It feels terrible to leave for camp like this... Booking in feeling down is not the way to start the werking week... ouh well wat am i to do... its my fault that tis happened... hmmzzz.. kinda feeling dissapointed and down today... ouh why have i to book in now... hmmzzz... wekk ends are very short when u are working... espacially when u're serving NS... your weekend is your pot of gold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 hours time i leave for camp... hate leaving for camp. Espacially feeling like this.. daym... i hope it does not effect my driving tomorrow... and my mood to study for HSP test tis coming friday... hmmzzz... ouh well... if nothing cheers me up soon, i guess i'l be emo all the way this week, there goes my driving, there goes my test.. tere goes my early friday book out... haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i have nothing to say here... i'm juzz feeling down, feeling the blues, feeling the sadness i have to leave for camp not hearing her voice fer the whole day... wanna call but its really no use calling if she'd sound moody or even angry... its'll juzz spoil the day more... ouh how i dread booking in again... hmzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well got to get ready now... hmmzzz take care ya all... wish me luck on HSP! and ouh ya... hope i will have a better tomorrow... hmmzzz... ouh well... good nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EmO_DrIveR signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113559613242359612?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113559613242359612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113559613242359612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113559613242359612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113559613242359612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/ouh-well.html' title='Ouh Well...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113555819187931412</id><published>2005-12-26T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T08:50:30.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help?</title><content type='html'>Once again i arise from my sleep finding my self on the sofa, daym... i hate these situations. Dear doctor, is there a cure to enable humans to not sleep at all? or mabye extend their waking hours... if there is or anione?! a suggestion, i'd like to hear them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend 3 days worth but i honestly dun feel so... i still miss the ones i love, i still am gonna miss my home and i really am gonna miss her... but ouh well... i fell asleep even before i could stay up late to talk with her on the phone or even chat with her on the net... daym... can't wait till this driving course is over... no more sluging the day to pass with driving and yes! no more staying in everyday!!! daym it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometymz i hate my self for sleeping too easily... if its because of tireness thn how could she not understand... Ouh well.. hmmzz... no matter wat, i'm sorry fer sleeping too early and not be able to talk to u on the phone at nite or in the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows the start of me driving around tonner on the roads of singapore... Scary... humans n humans on motorcycles can easily be crushed if i am no carefull and check my blindspot often... ouch... this coming friday is HSP(highway situational problem) test! yikes... got to study and do my best for it... dun wanna stay till st till i go home... i wanna be back home on riday... wheee!!! The deal is, if you pass HSP u go home on friday earliest at 10 am!!! wheeeee!!! thats a reward i wanna take!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite's bookin nite... by 2130 i got to be back at Coy line... daym... its 12 hours aways... wanna make this 12 hours count... miss my love... wonder is i could meet up with her for a while... but at the same time i wanna spent time with my mumsie n daddy... ouh well we'll see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheechak signing off....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113555819187931412?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113555819187931412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113555819187931412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113555819187931412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113555819187931412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/help.html' title='Help?'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113548534806145770</id><published>2005-12-25T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T12:35:48.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>"Fight for honor, fight for your life.&lt;br /&gt;Pray to god that our side is right.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we won, I still may lose&lt;br /&gt;Until' I make it home to you&lt;br /&gt;I see our mothers filled with tears,&lt;br /&gt; grew up so fast where did those years go?&lt;br /&gt;Memories wont let you cry&lt;br /&gt;unless I don't return tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this ...&lt;br /&gt;very much...&lt;br /&gt;Some fight for honour, some fight to live, but who's side is right? Recent wars have just gone, and we live another day sitting like there nothing happen, but wat if u were involved, is ur side right? or issit the other's? Kill, die, win... but still... can u make it home safely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for war, u leave ur loved ones, the ones who brougt u up from young... while the journey proceeds, u fear death... it seems ur life have been too fast... too fast a time for u to grow up and fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR? haish... issit not enough that there are natural disasters destroying liveS? hmmzz... Recent tsunami hits, bad... Metreologist suspects the is gonna be another earthquake worst than the one happen recently, but this time its gonna be in the Pacific Ocean... wow... With waves travelling with speeds of 500km/h wow... Areas deemed to be effected, America, Japan to be hit worst... wow... Honestly... its gonna be a whole lot worst... i'm happy n thankful i'm safe in sunny singapore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113548534806145770?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113548534806145770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113548534806145770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113548534806145770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113548534806145770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113534162625038962</id><published>2005-12-23T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T20:40:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Phantom In The Driver's Seat...</title><content type='html'>Today Marks the end of my public road driving in 32365 MID (LandRover). Hahaha although i am not really that proud of my driving yet but i know i'll do better... you know wat, next week's the start of drving public road in a 3 Tonner!!! Fuuh... keta kecik ter kial kial, ni 3 Tonner? hahaha confirm KECOH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have adhere to more nagging from the instructor and more *$^!*# from them too, ouh well!! Wheeee Will be piloting the Tonner thru the streets of Singapore!!! Watch out for my rear tyre ya'all!!! Its gonna be daym scary doing turns n U-turns... but then again there is this irony, when u are in a landrover u're most likely to be shaken by big vehicle passing by you, making ur balls go uo to ur throat! But now... u're more afraid that u run over a motorist be it a car or bike! Be reminded that person is sumone's son/daughter, dad/mum, he/she could be the only breadwinner in the family, or maybe the only kid... haish... Still dun understand y some peeps, would wanna drive recklessly... assholes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daym... i wish i could go back every day... i'm ner yet so far.... sembawang camp? admiralty.... so daym near... arrggghh!!! ouh well juzz got to bear with it for  a few weeks ... hmm passed my pasrking onetimer juzz now with a tonner... Ironically, Its easier to play around with a toneer compared to a landrover, even though its big n weighs tonnes! but still its much more fun, or should i say more challenge... campared to a rover, u could easily park it with out much effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSP!!! Aaaarrgghhh its next friday... for u those drivers out there u know how dreading HSP is... haish... got to study for that one idiotic test... hmmzzz... upsetting... ouh well... wats a drvier in SAF got to do? lan lan we must serve.... hiash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTE CheeChak signing of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113534162625038962?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113534162625038962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113534162625038962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113534162625038962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113534162625038962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/phantom-in-drivers-seat.html' title='A Phantom In The Driver&apos;s Seat...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113490626952984858</id><published>2005-12-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T19:44:29.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome home....</title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda blues right now... Miss home very very easy when i'm in camp... really make me reaslise how much i love my home... ouh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm aniways... its been a month since my last entry... Since then i'm now in my Driving course, class 3 &amp; 4, been fairly an okay week. Tomorrow-&gt; Defensive Driving Training, Tuesday, Public road driving... dyam kinda feeling abit scared about that haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna perform tomorrow... must not be afraid to make mistakes... its still learning stage... anwiays, i pass my parking, highway code and driving assesment at one shot in one day. Kinda happy for that fact.... really wanna do well in this and start driving VIPs around haha... tts my aim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my actual aim, CV license! Must have it! 7000 km travelled b4 i get my Cv license... and so.. i must click that much... haish... kinda feel blueish do no mood to type too much, will get back to u next week end, kinda abit longer thn this week end so i'd see if i wanna get more things inside yeah... thnks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113490626952984858?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113490626952984858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113490626952984858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113490626952984858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113490626952984858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome home....'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113085869008941092</id><published>2005-11-01T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:24:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Give up</title><content type='html'>Sleeping is a crime, when u are tired try not to sleep as u will piss sumone off. The point is fake while u can coz its gonna save ur ass... Faking = Good, True Emotion = Bad. Ouh well maybe i am to blame after all, being the fact that... wait.. tell me how do u keep ur self from sleeping when u are arady so very sleepy? hmmm ouh well, its always my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways hey bitch, i dun need ur respect, but u got to understand i respect u as my kid  sis or very soon i bet u my hand will fly to ur face... Say wat u wanna say, but keep her out of this, its between u n me. Now i know y u are always single, u egoistic ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are feeling so hard to explain or said, or being straight foward to a person so hard, always expecting the other to do the right things wake up, no one's perfect! i make mistakes n i make lots of them, n u too, but i dun fuss over it but i tell ya its a mistake or juzz keep quiet always giving in. i guess not all are the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stress for the fact i try to change but yet my family members dun give a fuck, i give in to you expecting u do the same but u do not. There's only two things that i ever cared about, its you n my family, ouh well.. wat the fuck, i guess its not meant to settle tt easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i asking too much by wanting people to open their bloody mouth?! To say sumthing the least!? hmmzzz... i guess in my life i'm the one to always be ther first n always to be blamed. Aaaahhhh fuck, fuck my self, fuck the attitude i have, fuck the emotions i feel, fuck the person i am, fuck the personality i have, fuck the amout of enegy i have, fuck my eyes for getting always sleepy, fuck my legs for being weak... wat the hell.. i guess no one ever liked the way i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why i ever wanted to change...  no one's giving me anithing... oh well good nite... dun think i can seelp tonite thanks to u... u know i always will punish myself over u... ouh well... who gives a damn... even if i die, sumone better will be there... i think i'm gonna cry... hmmmzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*good nite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113085869008941092?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113085869008941092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113085869008941092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113085869008941092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113085869008941092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-give-up.html' title='I Give up'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113042734429552247</id><published>2005-10-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:35:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK U BITCH!!!</title><content type='html'>FUCK U BITCH!!! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM! I'M UR BRO FER GOD'S SAKE! GIMME A LITTLE RESPECT! U CANT EVEN TELL ME TO WAIT FOR YOUR CALL WHEN U HAVE FINISHED! U DUN BLOODY CARE WAT TYME U FINISH BUT I DO MIND U NOT TELLING ME U'LL AT LEAST INFORM ME WHENU FINISH RATHER THN LETTING MY STAND N WAIT FOR U LIKE A DOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SHOWING MY ANGER BUT U IDIOTS JUZZ BEEN SO USED TOT HAT U LIKE ME BEING ANGRY! HEY ASSHOLES DUN U KNOW WAT COURTESY MEAN? BEATS THE FACT U ARE IN JC, U ARE JUZZ AN ASS, A SELFISH ASS U BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY KID, U'RE JUZZ ANOTHER IDIOT TOO! CANT U UNDERSTAND TT PERFUME IS A BIRTHDAY PRESENT U FUCK! CANT U UNDERSTAND THAT IT HAS SENTIMENTAL VALUE! WAT MY PERSONAL THINGS MEANS NOTHING TO U ASSHOLE?! FUCK U UNDERSTAND! I GIVE U PERFUME SO THAT U NEED NOT USE MINE JERK FUCK ASS... AND THERE U GO STILL USING MY COOL WATER... U'RE AN ASS UNDERSTAND, A FUCKING "MAT"! WITH THAT FUCKED MAT-MOHAWK OF URS AND THOSE MAT CLOTHES... U N UR FRENS CAN GO FLY KITE ASSES...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113042734429552247?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113042734429552247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113042734429552247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113042734429552247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113042734429552247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/fuck-u-bitch.html' title='FUCK U BITCH!!!'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113017066149507186</id><published>2005-10-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:19:42.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shredd In Silence...</title><content type='html'>Huuuaaarrrrggghhhh!!!!! i get paid to shredd paper! wat the hell?! this is NS and this is really sai kang sia! Spent the whole bloody day shredding n taring up restrited document to discard... hmm... wat a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at LTC as a T-List is really daym boring and no life... hmmmzzzz really am looking foward to my driving course, at least once i have passed, i could drive around doing Fams and Orientations. At least out of the company line. away form the eyes of Staff Toh n chew... Honestly they cant even see ani of their drivers resting fer a while, dun they know they are not the only one who are werking hard... sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat, i got to cut my hair, one of the staff there said my hair was long... hmm me long hair!? is he sure?! i mean i juzz got out form bmt and still a t-list and u say i got long hair... hmmzzz... he should have seen my hair b4 BMT grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 oct, pay day for nov 05... pay too realy sia! but nvm, gonna get contacts lenses, treat her fer buka and "dengdeng" at geylang plus CUP CORNS! wheee... love em! hmm she gonna buy aju kabaya this time around and pink in kaler hahahaand so i'll be in pink kurung telok blanga wheee... so oldies hahaha :P hmm aight guys i'm sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a arun tomorrow!!!!! haish... dragging it... nite....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113017066149507186?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113017066149507186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113017066149507186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113017066149507186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113017066149507186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/shredd-in-silence.html' title='Shredd In Silence...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-113004139720432551</id><published>2005-10-23T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:23:17.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juzz shitty...</title><content type='html'>Wow... last few day there were quite some things happening... going to werk n doing some stupid things... such as tearing papaer, drawing line... haish.... they paid me $350 to go NS and do all this kinda werk... daym... this was on friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, had a meeting in the murning about Operation Rockstar at my old skewl, hmmm sumthing tells me they are not prepared at all ... but nevermind, they are still learnin... the team they had conjured up was not all to my expectations, i guess i have to expcet some of them to give probs... ouh well... but to say the least yesterday meeting went okay lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee i'm so happy i got ma safra kard... haha $5 to paly pool 9 feet or billard! wat a discount! yeahoo... hahah palyed fer a solid 3 hours only $15 yummy... hmm play with adi and my hunny... She getting good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish i really have no mood to type ani more... will update sooner or lata yah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-113004139720432551?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113004139720432551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=113004139720432551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113004139720432551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/113004139720432551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/juzz-shitty.html' title='Juzz shitty...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112971656613876090</id><published>2005-10-19T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T18:09:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whackaroo...</title><content type='html'>Today is the day, today is yesterdays tomorrow and tomorrow's yesterday, today will be the day... hmmmzzz... aniways, i'm hungry rite now, and kinda frustrated too, i cant follow to air port coz i have been breaking fast outside too many times... But todays is diff, its impt... ahh nevermind, mum's words are not to be argued aniways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope none will be mad or angry at me fer not being able to follow to the airport as promised... hmmzzz... sumthings are not predictable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sembawang Camp in the morning only to find out there was nothing for us. we actually spent 0830 to 1130 in the canteen playing arcade... Used up like at $4 there... playing, wrestling, and some fighting games wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we are to report back to Gloucester camp if there isn't any klass but hehehe as usual keng abit all agreed, all stay play game n went home... we didn't feel scared or anithing coz we were suppose to be at Semb Camp until, that idiotic "Pai Ho Zhe" (White Monkey) started to be scared n guilty and asked alot of what ifs.... Daym... if u're so scared thn dun be with us, and stay there till 5 or sumthing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have nothing to say now, nothing in ma head juzz upset that i cant go to the airport... hhmmzzz... hope she doesn't get angry... aniways, tomorrow gonna have run in the murning... wah.... run... haiyah... 8 click i think... oklah... can, but best part friday we will have a route march. Also another 8 click hmmzzz... gonna be daym tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight will need lotsa rest...&lt;br /&gt;later peepz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112971656613876090?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112971656613876090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112971656613876090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112971656613876090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112971656613876090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/whackaroo.html' title='Whackaroo...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112964451798775588</id><published>2005-10-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:08:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>What if u saw someone begging, and he is msging sumone else with a new Ericsson T sumthing camera phone? What if the first thing that would run in your mind? The fact that he is msging with a handfon, plus a camerafon to add it, and its one of the quite new models. Think that fon could be sold at ard $400 in the market... hmmzzzz wat a scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways, i'm sleepy... Y? that a good question, i am wondering my self too... i must have enough rest or else i get sick again n it sucks big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee the fishes are active again, after introducing new fishes, the current ones gets active again, hmm have no idea y... new frens i guess hahaha... Some of the older sighes are going soon, sadly... its been around fer quite some time... awww... and worst things, its the most beautiful fish in the tank... hmmzzz... nvm i guess we juzz have to replace it with new ones... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great thing about fishes, when u are stress look at it carefree swiming around, it'll ease u up for sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight peeps wanna play game hahahah nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112964451798775588?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112964451798775588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112964451798775588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112964451798775588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112964451798775588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112961293162030379</id><published>2005-10-18T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:22:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only....</title><content type='html'>If only everyday was like this than it wouldn't be called National Service! hahaha hmmm its 1308hrs and i'm already at home... class finished early today at 12 00hrs and we all are to  report to company line, and well, LTC being not a home company, can go HOME! WHEEE... hahahha enjoy the previledge while u can, its not gonna last u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gueez wat, i juzz found out that the biggest cause of accidents on the road is tailgating, y is this in my blog, simple i'm gonna be a driver, so i had to know, hahaha hmmm aniways, i don't really understand y peopl should tailgate? i mean, if u're late ultimately is not an excuse to slack on road safety. Its really not only ur life ur putting on the line, other road users are bound to get injured as well... So all u bad drivers out there, go get an Ez-Link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 december is pay day for me, the pay for next month. So called an early pay... daym... how is tt gonna last me till the next month... i think by first week november my pays all gone... Tell me, how am i gonna get the MacBeth Shoes that i want n to save up for a newer PC!? Isk... Damnit! wish i am earning more $$ and cents.... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite u guys, i outa here, wanna go play adventure quest hahaahah till later aight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wheeeeee....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112961293162030379?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112961293162030379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112961293162030379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112961293162030379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112961293162030379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-only.html' title='If Only....'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112958487797442478</id><published>2005-10-18T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T05:34:37.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickadees...</title><content type='html'>Its 0521hrs, and i have juzz finised sahur, wheeee.... AdventureQuest Time!!! hahahah hmmm... i'm hooked to that game... y? i dunno... its kinda a lame game, but wat do you expect, i need a game to get rid of boredom haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, today got klass again, luckily todays the last day wheee... and klass ends at 3 :)Big Smilies! i wonder who will be taking us... Klass starts at 9.30 ends at 3.. hmmm nice... wonder wat i am gonna do afta klass... go home play game hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i told u the story about me having free games? hahaha thats a laugh... There was this game shop i went to, and bought two games, Burnout Revenge and Halo multiplayer map pack. Paid in nets, and was about to press enter after keying in my passwerd when i notice a mistake in price and recheck the game price with the seller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it was correct and i check the game he took, its wasnt the Halo i wanted but Halo2,and the manager saw this and immediately corrrected the prob and so called took over, he ask his assist to change the game while he ammend the cashier, once the correct game was in, the printed the receipt and gave it to me n gave me another $28... how nice.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i got 2 free games and $28 which i use to top up mine n my syg's Ez-Link cards... :) Moral of the story, if they act blur, u act blur thn after that u get free game aight.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmzzz... i really yearn to have a new pc... tis currently is so... i dunno wat to say... its creating lotsa prob already... hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aights,&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112958487797442478?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112958487797442478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112958487797442478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112958487797442478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112958487797442478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/chickadees.html' title='Chickadees...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112950351105439067</id><published>2005-10-17T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:02:40.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sickness...</title><content type='html'>Woke up sweling headache today, never tot that i wanna keng today might really make me sick... daym... cant even walk staright when i was making my way to the toilet juzz now n my head throbs right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep typing the wrong words every time i wanna type... daym.. i really am gonna go to the docto... Vomitted too juzz now, all wat i ate fer sahur all came out... haiyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realy gonna go doc now, will update later yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bluek.... oops...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112950351105439067?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112950351105439067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112950351105439067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112950351105439067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112950351105439067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-sickness.html' title='In Sickness...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112948903269353282</id><published>2005-10-17T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:57:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*Cracking my neck as i start typing this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Murning... Honetly i'm sleepy but i cant seem to get my self to bed, seems the weekend's too short fer me, wat do u expect when u got saturday NCO duty? The whole saturday burnt juzz like that... hmmzzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wonder wats on for tomorrow's klass... is it really gonna be that boring as usual? Hmm.... hope Warrant Hogan is taking us, at least we got a form of jokes n snips while the lesson, to say the least, he is the best lecturer i known in army so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh daym my Smart 4 ain't folded yet, nvm... hmmm tomorrow's there is a parade at Semp camp, so i'm gonna be in late haha missing it :P well make use of ur melfare when u have it coz opportunity comes only once :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Honestly i think i wanna keng again tomorrow n go take MC... My jaw still hurts as though i juzz got punched right on the cheeks,... Doc says it might be a swelling due to fever and to come back if it does not get better, ouh well :) be back i will hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Slept like from 1300hrs to 1830hrs, daym, time wasted, could do alot of things within that time. Ouh well once ure tired, u are tired... No wonder i have trouble sleeping now. Not the fact of i cant sleep, but i fall asleep too easily... hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;$$$$&lt;-- tell me one thing, how do u keep it in your pocket n not making it dissapear? Mine seems to be dissapearing n fast too... hmmzzz... could i glue it onto me to keep it from going away that fast? At the rate of it going out, when will i save enough to get a PC?! Or my beloved MacBeth Disc Shoes!!! arrrggghhhh.... Need to get my hands out of my money bank... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or.... alternative, 2.nd source of $$$, hmm not a bad idea,... gues i got to get werking :) I could go on n on n on tonite, but i cant, i GOT  KLASS TOMORROW N I AM STILL AWAKE!!!! sheesh... time to go to bed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nites ya all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112948903269353282?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112948903269353282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112948903269353282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112948903269353282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112948903269353282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/look-at-time.html' title='Look at the time...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112942761115772593</id><published>2005-10-16T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T09:53:31.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster... Faster....</title><content type='html'>I have not much to write today, juzz got back from my NCO duty at camp, haaaah.... yesterday, the whole day spent like a movie marathon, altogether, i brought 6 cds to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as expected its so mendak at camp during weekends, but the best part, the whole office is to ourselves! No officers to kacau hahaha....  me n COS (Yazid) kinda slacked the whole day watching cds,&lt;br /&gt;1) Bandits,&lt;br /&gt;2) Black Knight,&lt;br /&gt;3) Matrix,&lt;br /&gt;4) Hitch,&lt;br /&gt;5) Ice Age,&lt;br /&gt;6) Harry Potter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmzzz... getting bored werking there... but nevermind, Driving course coming soon n i will have lotsa details to fill ma time :)haha take care ya all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112942761115772593?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112942761115772593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112942761115772593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112942761115772593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112942761115772593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/faster-faster.html' title='Faster... Faster....'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112930585496405931</id><published>2005-10-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T00:04:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Childhood Education...</title><content type='html'>Seeing some young mum really scare me at times, practically their child is being treated or should i say spoken tu juzz like the way they do their friends. Ouh come on, they juz kids... wat do u expect? I hope the do have some education to educate them upon how to treat a child, no no, their child... hmmzzz... upsetting...&lt;br /&gt;Hope when i have a son or daughter one day, my wife wont treat our child the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways, todays a crappy day with a crappy sargeant. Can't even joke around with that bugger, a simple joke can be a serious sarcastic remarks from him, will he ever lightened up? the topics a boring topic, at least we are making an effort to try n make it interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: Introduction to 5 Tonner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Tonner?! i'm in LTC, Driving cars and minibusses, by the time of my reservist wat ever u taught i would have forgotten long ago...  haish... wat luck... But still got to make to best of it, the new tonners looks kewl with its auto inflatable tyres system, the whole driver seat of the tonner reminds me of a pilot cockpit...Oh wat the heck, i sitll got 3 more days to go till the end of the course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 7th- Driving Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah, oni 4 days to enjoy raya, after that stress driving lesson aready... Thats the parts n parcel of being a driver... Not that bad a good thing, at the end of 2 years, a cv license, at least 1yr 6 mth experience of driving n knowing singapore places of interest at the back of ur hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmzzz... keeping feeling sleepy early nowadays, really wonder why... is it cause of lack of sleep? or because of tiredness? hmmm if only i had the answers... wah my jaw still are in pain when i try to eat... hmmmzzz docto said it is because of sewwling.. hmm hopes it goes down soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday, ROUTE MARCH-8KM!&lt;br /&gt;Got to get ready my SBO and Helmet too... and a song to sing while marching, we kinda editted a song to make it a driver's song ahaha n it goes like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training to be drivers,&lt;br /&gt;Drive for our land...&lt;br /&gt;Once in our life,&lt;br /&gt;Two years of our time...&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wondered,&lt;br /&gt;Why we must drive..&lt;br /&gt;Because we are drivers,&lt;br /&gt;And we want CV license,&lt;br /&gt;CV license,&lt;br /&gt;Yyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers,&lt;br /&gt;Be on your guard...&lt;br /&gt;Go for every detail,&lt;br /&gt;Play our part...&lt;br /&gt;Do it for our nation,&lt;br /&gt;Do it for our Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking all around us,&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Vcom having fun,&lt;br /&gt;While we kena tekan,&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wondered,&lt;br /&gt;Why we must serve,&lt;br /&gt;Because we are drivers,&lt;br /&gt;And we want CV license,&lt;br /&gt;CV license,&lt;br /&gt;Hiyah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112930585496405931?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112930585496405931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112930585496405931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112930585496405931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112930585496405931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/early-childhood-education.html' title='Early Childhood Education...'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17802001.post-112920044379341459</id><published>2005-10-13T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:59:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a test</title><content type='html'>Test... wat am i thinking starting a blog? ouh well, sumtimes u should do dumb things... but i still dunt get it, honestly i dun thik i am getting aniwahere with a blog hhaha maybe to kill time, and maybe its a good way to record down my Ns life in here.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that a thought y not... aight, signing out here, hope i remember to write more later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17802001-112920044379341459?l=poeticlullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112920044379341459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17802001&amp;postID=112920044379341459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112920044379341459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17802001/posts/default/112920044379341459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticlullaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-test.html' title='This is a test'/><author><name>Dreamer...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14860377773244240543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
