<?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-6789317</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:06:28.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a state of trance</title><subtitle type='html'>Keep the beat going</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-998589114408072486</id><published>2011-07-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T23:06:28.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 12am, the start of my customary owl pattern. There has been quite a significant and unexpected emotional disturbance the past few days, ruining the musical flow that culminated in the production process with Ruw on Ableton. Seeing her twice within a week has caused that. I thought I had moved on, but she has that natural pull, I get sucked in no matter what. As her farewell date loomed, I started drifting back to my old emotions. Those unfulfilled wishes, opportunities lost.. I thought this was my last chance to express a multitude of hidden feelings. I am assuming she has little knowledge of my feelings of course. What started as a friendly gesture to make a personalized mix for her turned into deep emotional recollection that would paralyse me til today. The thought of not seeing her ever again, that thats the end of our journey provoked such a response I guess. I have never really done anything for her and since finding out she was attached, my chats with her has been less frequent. So she must be quite surprised when she received the link to the mix. Essentially, the damage was done at the end of last year, when I 'missed the boat'. In order to stem the tides of regret, many thoughts of a final meet up with her to at least reveal some feelings to her creeped into my mind. The outcome would have been the same, but I might have felt better. What I need to learn from this ordeal though, is not to be too naive in my relationships with females, and of course to man up and strike when the iron is hot. Maybe I need to accept a new paradigm, which is that some girls really treat guys as just good friends. To dig deeper, it appears that in the times we spent together, jokes and laughter aside, I think we shared little emotional understanding of each other. She doesnt know or care how much music means to me and to me, her good character aside, I dont know much else about what makes her tick. Our interactions havent gone deep enough. In a way, I have been fooled by her warm, cheerful and innocent personality, because u never know if she's treating u specially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to fucking move on. I have got a lot of good musical stuff going on for me right now. I only hope to gain more wisdom with regards to reading girls, and hope to meet more decent girls in Melbourne who I can share deep connections with. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-998589114408072486?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/998589114408072486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=998589114408072486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/998589114408072486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/998589114408072486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-12am-start-of-my-customary-owl.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-38.213623899999995 144.27785560000004 -37.4127499 145.64810360000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-1875460873530545532</id><published>2011-03-21T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:37:11.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's gone. The sooner I accept it the better.&amp;nbsp;It won't be easy blocking her out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u let go of something u like so much? How do u tell yourself that everything has been for nothing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perception is screwed. I am too naive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to move on. Let my emotional energy be directed at my Honours topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trance shall be my redemption once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take over my mind and instill me with yr coldharbour passion, Markus Schulz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-1875460873530545532?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/1875460873530545532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=1875460873530545532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/1875460873530545532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/1875460873530545532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2011/03/shes-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-4580754541839303536</id><published>2011-03-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:23:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am experiencing the emotional roller coaster again. Cant stop thinking of her after seeing her. I need to put my thoughts into actions and plans. This applies to my Honours stuff as well...&lt;br /&gt;This song just totally expresses how I feel now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keo Nozari - Close Enough (Noel Sanger Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have kept my distance.&lt;br /&gt;Independent. On my own.&lt;br /&gt;A superficial witness&lt;br /&gt;with love I'd touch and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;for my own protection&lt;br /&gt;I have only gone halfway?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;my fear of rejection&lt;br /&gt;drove your love away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say don't get too close&lt;br /&gt;protect yourself from love.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to stay afloat&lt;br /&gt;when you try and you try and you try.&lt;br /&gt;I say don't get too close&lt;br /&gt;protect yourself from love.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I find it hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;when you try and you try and you try&lt;br /&gt;and you're not close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowded room of people&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to know.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;living on the outside&lt;br /&gt;is much more than I can take?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;I'd reach for affection&lt;br /&gt;but it only slips away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-4580754541839303536?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/4580754541839303536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=4580754541839303536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/4580754541839303536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/4580754541839303536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-here-i-am-experiencing-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-8551392641184960222</id><published>2011-02-08T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:50:56.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its another one of those nights where I feel a sudden melancholy, the kinda crashing back down to earth feeling. Perhaps in the previous few days I have been riding too high on the Coldharbour sound, where the last 2 episodes of GDJB have been absolutely wicked Sek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays whenever I get emotional I think of her first. I miss her, but I am not exactly in the best position to miss her. She is in&amp;nbsp;her favourite cultural land, with guys who are either korean or into the whole Korean culture thing, so whatever she is doing with the guys there, I dont know. However, whenever she talks to me online, I gain hope and happiness.. but then I am left to hang on a thread over and over again. Its hard to tell from msn what her true feelings are, whether if she is just a naturally chatty person online or she likes talking to me. She makes me go crazy like no girl has before. In order to fully pursue her, I need to know if I am in her frame of reference and if she is still 'available'. In another one of her mixed messages, she said she is a 'hot and sexy korean girl' that I may like, before concluding that she is not available. On the day that she left for korea, I told myself that I would let both her and myself move on. Within 2 days, when she initiated a conversation on msn from malaysia, that thought was thrown out of the window. Well, I am gonna push deeper in conversations with her to prepare and shape my assault in Melbourne. Now, this part is filled with uncertainty. I havent really chased a girl before. To do it in a foreign city, for someone with interests that are not the most familar to u is going to be a challenge. But it is one that I have to take. It is part of being a man and a process which will enable me to grow regardless of whether I am successful. If cupid or any love god is watching, I could really do with some guidiance, wisdom and confidence. Confidence comes with having a sense of purpose in your life, and that is always the second issue on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where I am I going with my life? I wish honours is the right path for me. I am not too sure, but it is merely a sensible path ahead while buying myself more time to sort out just what I want to do in the future. Right now it seems to be something to with music. Not as a musician, but probably in some music events company. Which is where I hope I can find something meaningful to research for in my Honours for marketing. This area requires more thinking in the next few days, as well as reading up on research methods. I want to be ready for an enjoyable nerd year heh. I also want to carve out a part time&amp;nbsp;DJ career&amp;nbsp;this year, and work part time in some&amp;nbsp;music/academic related field too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-8551392641184960222?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/8551392641184960222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=8551392641184960222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/8551392641184960222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/8551392641184960222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-another-one-of-those-nights-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-462093146041778746</id><published>2011-02-05T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T02:58:56.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Markus Schulz, Moonbeam, Arnej, Tucandeo, Mr Pit, Pobsky, Rex Mundi, Barnes &amp;amp; Heatcliff, Mike Foyle, Marcus Schossow, Skytech. U guys are my heroes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-462093146041778746?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/462093146041778746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=462093146041778746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/462093146041778746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/462093146041778746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2011/02/markus-schulz-moonbeam-arnej-tucandeo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-3183639343345986663</id><published>2008-04-02T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:24:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 fucking am now. Cant sleep. Waiting for the match later. Popping to Marcus's place to catch Roma vs Man U later at 530 am. Some passions never die do they? I came here without a guitar, the next thing i know, its my first major purchase here. Then i think how the fuck do i watch soccer here? The time zone is screwed up. I sleep later of course. Nothing new of course. The thing's that has changed though is my apetite. Its really scary now. The proportions i eat has maybe gone up 2 times and i seem to get hungry again within the next hour! Think when i do go back to sg i will rape the hawker stores clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pics to revive this ancient blog bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184326232653280914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0mev5KVoW0/R_JtPakJtpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ZQh9n5G98A/s320/DSC00328.JPG" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last glimpse of familiarity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0mev5KVoW0/R_JudqkJtqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JvysZVDCc5Q/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184327576978044578" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="159" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0mev5KVoW0/R_JudqkJtqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JvysZVDCc5Q/s200/DSC00369.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flinders station. I think this is like their city hall area? Of course beauty x 5 maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Internet is damn slow now. Cos off peak. Taking damn long to upload pics. More pics on my facebook but havent uploaded the good pics and vids. Soon i guess. Catching some sleep before the match. Til then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-3183639343345986663?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/3183639343345986663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=3183639343345986663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/3183639343345986663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/3183639343345986663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-fucking-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0mev5KVoW0/R_JtPakJtpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ZQh9n5G98A/s72-c/DSC00328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-3366159828540957444</id><published>2008-03-26T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:18:10.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it was my 21st birthday down under. I was hardly expecting much to be honest, but i guess it made me realise what a nice group of friends i have around. The amount of thought and effort they put in was touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bout 9 plus am, the fucking door bell was ringing non stop, waking some of my apartment mates up i presume, while i only opened an eye and say: who the fuck? Then next thing i knew, samuel, fiona and yee soon were focing me out of bed with pancakes and goreng pisang prepared! They had woken up earlier to make it for me, and it was good stuff. After wishing, me happy birthday and some chit chat i went back to sleep again as i had a late night previously then at 1 plus, samuel woke me up as we were supposed to cook lunch. When i entered yee soon's apartment, i had another shock. Balloons hung up, many great looking dishes prepared together with damn nice plates and cutlery. Lindy and yee soon always churning up some new tatsy dishes and samuel with his trademark dishes. Had a really sumptuous meal, with them again forcing majority of the food to me. Its always like that heh.. O my mentor, Kim came too. Then for surprise number 3 they pulled out a cake from out of nowhere with 21 candles yea and i of course did the ceremonial duties albeit a bit stunned. It was a really good cheese cake done by lindy and Ys again, with blueberry and tim tam bears! Blasted my music and we played uno and some card games heh. Had some red wine too yea. I burst a balloon outside this particular person's room in a bid to please everyone, who kinda hate her. And she came out and thought it was some explosion and told us to lower the music in typical fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Crown casino area in the city for dinner, at this steam boat buffet thing, which was ok i guess but cant compare to those back home? Nonetheless filling and satifying to have tried many stuff. Joel and Anthony came along too. What else to do at crown besides gambling, the arcade of course. We had this buy $15 get $15 thing so yea we played all we could, which is not a lot really. Missed the last train ha shit had to take tram back. Back in my apartment, the last surprise was fiona playing the birthday song on guitar to me which was a feat given that she learnt it from a friend a few days ago! And got a card from them all, and a crucial gift,the money and capital markets text book! Education is the real deal man. Screw that man, my room is the real deal now, with the old trafford poster they gave me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it was the most planned birthday i have had i think. Even though i dont know too many ppl here in aussie yet, the feeling of having this bunch of friends who put in their heart and soul for me today is truly pleasing! Thats all that matters really. These things. I could feel da love man. I am in good company. I am concerned about my weight though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-3366159828540957444?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/3366159828540957444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=3366159828540957444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/3366159828540957444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/3366159828540957444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-it-was-my-21st-birthday-down-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-7715468161855822754</id><published>2008-03-26T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:13:46.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melbournian&lt;br /&gt;15th Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt; So it’s been 5 days since I touched down in Melbourne.  Its  a beautiful and culturally diverse city which i believe i will come to love eventually. The Caucasians are all pretty friendly in general. Though they are lazier and less efficient in the service sector compared to Singapore. There are loads of Asians in Melbourne! It is gonna be overtaken by the asian invasion in 10 years if they don’t control the immigrant population i feel. Initially i was a bit lost socially. Like I am English speaking and western oriented in my interests but you kinda get the feeling that u just don’t belong with the ang mohs as a core group. I would wanna interact with them though, u know some drinks etc. It looks like Singapore, Malaysia, Hong Kong in my group. China ppl can fuck back to the mainland.  However, the sheer number of Indians or Indian look-alikes( Sri Lanka, Afghanistan, Pakistan shit etc) leaves a bitter taste and sight.  Some of the Chinese food which i have gobbled here has been really awesome to say the least. There are eateries of all cultures here, a lot of them Asian.  The portions here are pretty gargantuan too. 2 persons can share a plate sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt; I arrived on Sunday morning, and the monash airport reception took me and my parents to their hotel. Its called hotel bakpak discovery and it does live up to its name. Its a place for backpackers, like a budget hotel. I guess my parents were fooled by the brochure. But it turned out to be a pretty nice place and good experience. Even though the rooms have no television or telephone! Theres an internet area, cinema, cafe, cooking area and we get to see ppl of many nationalities with their backpacks coming in and out. Benny, our family friend living in Melbourne transported us and our luggage to the International Mews, my accommodation here, on Mon morning. After unpacking everything, i followed my parents exploring the city before taking a train back to my place for the night. I am supposed to have 4 other roommates. One is an aussie( the last i heard he’s been out drinking). One is a honky( he never fails to entertain me with his English accent, exactly like how Russell peters does his impersonation). He also woke me up at 12 plus am, playing soccer in the living hall, which is a spirit i endorse, not the time.. One is an Indian from Zambia, 26 yrs old and doing his masters. He is pretty good to have around actually, cleaned up the whole kitchen on his own which was a massive task considering the state of the kitchen before we moved in. Still one more to come. Oh and they f***ing separate guys and gals.  Tuesday i woke up early for registration and enrolment in the campus. After a pretty busy day where i settled a lot of stuff, met up with parents and hit the city for good Chinese food again. Continued touring the beautiful city on wed. Returned on thurs night . Bid farewell to my parents who are returning home on fri. Woke up early today for something called fun day at the clayton campus, which is a huge campus. Today has to be the hottest day so far, the only day i have perspired so far. Yes its been that cold during summer .  Played some stupid games but got to play soccer yea. Slowly settling down. Just left with the broadband problem which i have to settle with my roommates that are never around. Need to find a wireless plan for us all to share. Trying to form a cooking group too. Hope it goes well. Yea and looking for a guitar too. Dying to play. Today’s Friday right, wonder if the dudes are jamming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-7715468161855822754?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/7715468161855822754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=7715468161855822754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/7715468161855822754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/7715468161855822754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2008/03/melbournian-15th-feb-2008-so-its-been-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-116455164053081985</id><published>2006-11-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:34:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Block leave at last for the whole of next week! But for fuck!? Cant even go overseas.. It has been quite a week though. Company prof test for 2 days 1 night then clean arms til 4 plus am.. literally 2 days without sleep. Cheong so hard for nuts man.. Was one of the last few survivors, no respite at all. Manned the mg on vehicle while the rest were sleeping... fired the most number of blanks with my saw. And the fucking vc who didnt cheong at all was pissed off that we dirtied the vehicle and knocked us down! Fuck him! Also claimed i was slow in cleaning my arms? Try firing a truckload of blanks with a saw then shut the fuck up man. Serious ri fucker. My primary school classmate somemore. Seriously has a damn xialan face sia. I curse him to die of gastric pain this block leave man. Dont mind getting into a fight with him anywhere anytime. Fucking unmotivated la. That is the last time i will cheong so hard already. I will serve and fuck off. Hopefully with some 'knee pain'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-116455164053081985?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/116455164053081985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=116455164053081985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/116455164053081985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/116455164053081985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/11/block-leave-at-last-for-whole-of-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-115721998696595164</id><published>2006-09-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:59:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/snakes_on_a_plane/thumbnails/400x300/01-fakead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://blog.wired.com/snakes_on_a_plane/thumbnails/400x300/01-fakead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail the legend, the unknowing comedian, samuel mace l jackson windu.&lt;br /&gt;This guy sure made my day man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-115721998696595164?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/115721998696595164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=115721998696595164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115721998696595164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115721998696595164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-hail-legend-unknowing-comedian.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-115587015738187855</id><published>2006-08-18T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:02:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 months of perfect health in ns has ended. Reported sick on monday for mysterious rashes appearing all over my body and for the wisdom tooth that is causing me pain. Didnt get any status though. Too inexperienced it turned out. Got a whole bag of tablets though. Crazy medical officer. If i had taken them i wouldnt be alive. So many side effects. Skin's much better after all the cheong suah actually. Fibua was fun but u expect saw gunners to cheong with a super long and bulky saw in buildings? Training is actually nearing mohawk levels man. Thanks to a certain captain ryan... How lucky eh? My platoon commander's a captain, us trained and educated, from rj, super fit and muscular.. yea the typical high achiever. Pt 24/7 man.. getting really jaded in this unit man.. the people here.. yea u know.. mostly on different frequencies with them. But i am keeping faith in my identity. All i need is a break once in a while u know, just pluck one wisdom tooth and 5 days mc for u! I am thinking yea it may not be a bad thing to be dumped into this shithole, get to know who u really are and mix around with interesting ah bengs but my social life actually takes a hit man..&lt;br /&gt;anyway gtg for the appointment at alexandra liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-115587015738187855?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/115587015738187855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=115587015738187855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115587015738187855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115587015738187855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/08/9-months-of-perfect-health-in-ns-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-115011870368688509</id><published>2006-06-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:25:03.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall step out of my dormancy and write a thing or two. Been going outfield these past few weeks for the dreaded infantry training. Getting used to the mosquitoes feeding on me and all the thorns and bushes of course. It was raining the past week which made it very cold for us as we slept over one night. Developed a darned flu as a result. Continued training the next day nonetheless. Struggled through the final day of outfield and ippt as well but in retrospect should have reported sick or sounded out at least. Thing is, my platoon's strength is cut by half with the rest all reporting sick, so ps is pretty strict on anyone reporting sick from now.. Yea amidst all these shit i was slapped with 7 extras for misfiring blanks while checking clear. Tough luck i guess. Gonna have a 3 day 2 night outfield again this week.. and my extras have come, starting this sun.. sian... Anyhow zoo today was fun. Heh. O and the world cup is here? Maybe they can put some tvs in the jungle? Go holland go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-115011870368688509?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/115011870368688509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=115011870368688509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115011870368688509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/115011870368688509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-shall-step-out-of-my-dormancy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114519440808354915</id><published>2006-04-16T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:33:29.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been quite a trying time really. 2 weeks of platoon ic in this new environment. As more and more ppl get long term statuses or posted out i remain status free.. albeit foolishly.. Have half a mind on downgrading, but there simply is nothing seriously wrong with my body. damn. Coming from mohawk, the physical demands here are still tolerable but with each passing week the drain on my sanity and mental well being becomes more.. Nonetheless, think i shall soldier on. Book outs have never been more precious than before man. The feeling of dread before booking in has never been worse than this.. There was light at the end of the tunnel when i was in tekong but it seems to be only an abyss here.. There were plenty of stars to look up to in tekong.. but can only see one now here..&lt;br /&gt;Yea i know. Nothing but negativity. But thats what blogs are for right.&lt;br /&gt;Nah but the optimism and craziness in me will keep me going. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114519440808354915?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114519440808354915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114519440808354915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114519440808354915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114519440808354915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-quite-trying-time-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114397799187511438</id><published>2006-04-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T19:49:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 weeks in my new unit.&lt;br /&gt;Feels as though all my life has been sucked out.&lt;br /&gt;Its not the discipline, the pt but the sheer boredom of the whole camp that's killing.&lt;br /&gt;O and a greater task of miggling with the hokkien ping( they make up 70%)..&lt;br /&gt;All the kaninahs and chee byes as punctuations. The daily talks bout screwing each other's moms and visiting the best parts of geylang. The daily singing of songs encouraging smoking...&lt;br /&gt;Filled with sergeants who smoke whole day and give smoking breaks freely, been inhaling dangerous amounts of second hand smoke daily.&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;In danger of losing my sanity and identity as this goes on man.&lt;br /&gt;But this is a journey towards self discovery, my true self and values...&lt;br /&gt;I will pull through it.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe u will find me in tatoos, cigarette one hand in the not too distant future...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114397799187511438?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114397799187511438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114397799187511438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114397799187511438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114397799187511438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-weeks-in-my-new-unit.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188719658951027</id><published>2006-03-09T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:53:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC000721.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC000721.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do i go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188719658951027?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188719658951027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188719658951027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188719658951027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188719658951027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/where-do-i-go-from-herefoothegreat.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188716322093395</id><published>2006-03-09T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:52:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00068.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00068.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last glimpse of my platoon and commanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188716322093395?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188716322093395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188716322093395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188716322093395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188716322093395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-glimpse-of-my-platoon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188710411301594</id><published>2006-03-09T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:51:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00067.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00067.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing to book out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188710411301594?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188710411301594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188710411301594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188710411301594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188710411301594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/preparing-to-book-outfoothegreat.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188707790767873</id><published>2006-03-09T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:51:17.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00062.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00062.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the stupid infantry roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188707790767873?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188707790767873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188707790767873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188707790767873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188707790767873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/doing-stupid-infantry-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188704789652013</id><published>2006-03-09T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:50:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00060.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00060.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flanked by proud parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188704789652013?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188704789652013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188704789652013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188704789652013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188704789652013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/flanked-by-proud-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188699043874187</id><published>2006-03-09T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:49:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00059.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00059.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting on the jockey cap for me. Yes yes my turn to defend this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188699043874187?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188699043874187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188699043874187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188699043874187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188699043874187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-putting-on-jockey-cap-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188662970021636</id><published>2006-03-09T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:43:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00050.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00050.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our contingent of course. O marching beside me was the only girl in bmtc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188662970021636?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188662970021636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188662970021636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188662970021636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188662970021636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-contingent-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188650159633718</id><published>2006-03-09T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:41:41.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00046.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00046.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer commander of Mohawk, Lt Andrew Lee leading the parade march past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188650159633718?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188650159633718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188650159633718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188650159633718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188650159633718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/officer-commander-of-mohawk-lt-andrew.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114188635879084999</id><published>2006-03-09T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:39:18.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00043.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reviewing officer, MP for tanjong pagar, inspecting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114188635879084999?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114188635879084999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114188635879084999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188635879084999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114188635879084999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/reviewing-officer-mp-for-tanjong-pagar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114181122616057679</id><published>2006-03-08T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:47:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00039.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00039.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contingents march in. Mohawk at the top left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114181122616057679?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114181122616057679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114181122616057679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114181122616057679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114181122616057679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/contingents-march-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114181107766941067</id><published>2006-03-08T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:44:37.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/106/6429/320/DSC00031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The champions. Mohawk drill team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114181107766941067?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114181107766941067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114181107766941067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114181107766941067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114181107766941067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/champions.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-114153231652421046</id><published>2006-03-05T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:18:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.O.P P.O.P P.O P.O P! Yea 2 more days to p.o.p. Its all but done actually, after the 24 k route march on friday. Yea, in the blink of an eye 13 weeks in mohawk coy is nearing the end. But the experience would last forever. Once a mohawk warrior always a mohawk warrior? Tough times dont last tough men do? Heh i dunno man. But somehow after going through some real shit in mohawk, one can take any shit ahead man. Command school would be no prob according to former mohawk recruits. Looking back, in our first 2 weeks we were like okay.. lets just hope we survive.. I thought how suay i was man. Getting into mohawk was bad enough. Getting into platoon 3 was worse! We had the twin terrors sgt vick and sgt ariff who really fucked us left right center in the first few weeks. Both of them were sispec best and company best material man. The mere sight of any one of them would be enough to send tingles down our spines. But they toned down significantly after receiving tons of complain letters from parents though. And started talking more cock with us. Realised how fucking funny they can be really. But dont really like my platoon though. Section one is practically filled with gays and sissies, section 3 is filled with cheena fucks, section 4 is filled with dead and blur cocks. Section 2, my bunk, is okay though, but the presence of one shit and one mud really spoils the atmosphere man.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss tekong somehow. The food is not bad la honestly. Unless u're one fucked up pampered rj kid who craves for 5 star hotel food all the time. The scenery is wonderful too. Outfield, during route marches or field camp, sit test, do take some time to look up in the sky and around. The colour,  shape of the clouds, numerous stars at night, the sea really takes my mind off the shagness man. During field camp, after everyday of shit i will just lie or sit down outside my basha and look at the sky.. and the coldplay song instantly plays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything you do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah they were all yellow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came along,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wrote a song for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the things you do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it was called "Yellow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So then I took my turn,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh what a thing to have done,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it was all "Yellow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yeah, your skin and bones,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know, you know I love you so,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know I love you so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swam across,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I jumped across for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh what a thing to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos you were all "Yellow,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-114153231652421046?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/114153231652421046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=114153231652421046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114153231652421046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/114153231652421046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2006/03/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113559073777045989</id><published>2005-12-26T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:52:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All bald and black.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be back.&lt;br /&gt;But now i am gone.&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I feel numb as i prepare to embrace onslaught of mohawk company.&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation they say, is that u will be able to proudly say, i was from mohawk.&lt;br /&gt;I will be looking forward to the next book out as always. This sat. O many more public hols to come heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While u are here at this dead blog, might as well chill to the music. It sure helps in soothing  overworked muscles and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres nothing left to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres no more places to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres no greater power than the power of good bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres nothing left to lose &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres no more heart to lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres no greater power than the power of goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113559073777045989?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113559073777045989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113559073777045989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113559073777045989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113559073777045989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-bald-and-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113397161565646700</id><published>2005-12-07T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:06:55.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Dsc00217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Dsc00224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00235.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Dsc00235.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00232.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Dsc00232.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00232.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no greater power than the power of goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Dsc00235.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113397161565646700?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113397161565646700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113397161565646700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113397161565646700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113397161565646700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/12/theres-no-greater-power-than-power-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113341378982650705</id><published>2005-12-01T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T13:09:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The average japanese woman can live to be 84. The average botswanan will reach just 39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third of the world's obese live in the developing world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every cow in the european union is subsidised by $2.50 a day. That's more than what 75 percent of africans have to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 44 million child labourers in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl in industrialised countries eat between six and seven kilograms of food additives every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger woods earns $78 million a year. He is paid $55,000 a day to wear nike caps; a thai worker is paid an average of $4 a day to make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars kill 2 ppl every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In kenya, bribery payments make up a third of the average household budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's illegal drug trade is worth $400 billion - about the same as the world's legal pharmaceutical industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third of americans believe aliens have landed on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black men born in the US today stand a one in three chance of going to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third of the world's population is at war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's oil reserves could be exhausted by 2040.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82 percent of the world's smokers live in developing countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 70 percent of the world's population have never heard a dial tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten languages die out every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More ppl die each year from suicide than in all the world's armed conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week, an average of 88 children are expelled from american schools for bringing a gun to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America spends $10 billion on pornography every year - the same amount it spends on foreign aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003, the US spent $396 billion on its military This is 33 times the combined military spending of the seven 'rogue states'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113341378982650705?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113341378982650705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113341378982650705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113341378982650705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113341378982650705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/12/average-japanese-woman-can-live-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113301174559532192</id><published>2005-11-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T21:29:05.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah hmm let me summarise...&lt;br /&gt;Basically town has been the second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs:&lt;/strong&gt; Watched potter. It can never live up to the high standards set by the book one la, fucking let down again. Then met up with 7 dudes of maroon at boardgames cafe. Heh too many ppl la some more all cheating bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri: &lt;/strong&gt;Peng and jeff wanted to do their hair. Man i would never spend more than 30 plus on hair or whatever image stuff la come on. Went with them to have a look. Peng spent 150 plus on his new extended braids. Really looks like the p.o.d front man. I was like telling him i can cut my hair and use glue paste on his hair can liao. Serious. Then jeff became lionheart for real after highlighting, costing 100 plus also..&lt;br /&gt;We chanced upon this shop at far east selling costumes and masks hehe... tried the batman one.. hmm considering it. But i am hoping dan would be my sidekick. And peng becomes alien.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then met Edwin and we walked like a few times to and fro from dhoby to orchard. Laned for a while. Had a darn good chat. Gave me an insight into relationships and stuff, as well as life. He breeds maturity man. Interesting thoughts. Made me wonder what the **** have i been doing in ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat: &lt;/strong&gt;There was no way i was going to k box without my english songs partner, dan. Heh. So made the right choice of joing bam, sam and eugene in LAN. Still learning my trade in dota la. Needed their guidiance but they sometimes fuck around and bloody bam controlled my hero and sent it on a suicide mission when my hero returning to base to recharge life. Cb then that bloody jinx pulled me down in cs la. Bloody hell. Heh. Sat down at starbucks for a pretty long while without buying any drink, talking the good old cock and planning the adventures next week. Wanted to climb up one hill at dhoby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammed packed with activities the next few days. Woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113301174559532192?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113301174559532192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113301174559532192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113301174559532192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113301174559532192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/woah-hmm-let-me-summarise.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113293619457065998</id><published>2005-11-26T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:29:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May yr spirit guide the team towards glory again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/best.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113293619457065998?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113293619457065998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113293619457065998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113293619457065998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113293619457065998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/may-yr-spirit-guide-team-towards-glory.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113257473834641313</id><published>2005-11-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:05:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today happens to be the day when we could finally  er breathe a sigh of relief and actually think wow this ****ing exam is literally over. My feelings were kinda muted strangely though. Well it could be that i hadnt gone through enough rigour and pain for the A's. Or that the celebration mood hasnt quite creeped in yet? dunno la. Need some wilder stuff soon.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 movies that i really need to watch are emily and saw 2 man. So as usual had a very huge class outing( bout 6 ppl) and aimlessly headed for town. Thanks to zhang dong bo's generosity, we could all afford to watch a movie regardless of its quality. Well i left after lan as the dudes were having a numerical problem at smu and well i sort of organised it heh. Lan was pretty hot. Not played for like months. The new place's cool.&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, man nike shoes are not made for sports man, just made to look good. Now my left sole is coming out and my right sole has been like mended twice already. Could drop dead after the match man. Not been running much, i just faded man!&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway now's a time to all become hedonists and live like there's no tmr. Time to just blow yr minds off and do what ever u want know what i mean?? Woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113257473834641313?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113257473834641313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113257473834641313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113257473834641313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113257473834641313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-today-happens-to-be-day-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113242079803408706</id><published>2005-11-20T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:19:58.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow I am Sam is quite a  movie...  Good stuff  from sean penn as always... as well as michelle pfeiffer... Always breathtaking to watch brilliant acting.&lt;br /&gt;O and charlton 1 - 3 Man U. Apparently ruud scored his first ever goal from outside the penalty box? heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113242079803408706?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113242079803408706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113242079803408706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113242079803408706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113242079803408706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-i-am-sam-is-quite-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113189208067927002</id><published>2005-11-13T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:28:02.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is the end of the world nigh?&lt;br /&gt;I mean how many know of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;global dimming&lt;/span&gt;? Ppl go wondering then why is there &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;global &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;warming&lt;/span&gt;? Because without global dimming global warming would be accelerated!! And we are solving the problem of global dimming by reducing particulate pollution which really sets us on a path towards the microwave oven. Temperatures would jump 5 degrees in the next few decades man. As we reduce soot, sulphur dioxide and nitrogen oxide emissions, we are producing more carbon dioxide. Which of course traps heat. Europe has cleaner air today, but temperatures there have risen. A jump of a few degrees in temperature could wither out rainforests and cause widespread forest fires leading to even more carbon dioxide emitted. And once temperature gets high enough, methane hydrides in the ocean beds would be forced out, releasing ten billion tonnes of methane gas, a gas 8 times stronger than carbon dioxide in terms of trapping heat. By then, earth's temperature would have risen to insane levels and uninhabitable for all. So perhaps mr bush would like get back on the kyoto protoccol and stop looking around for the next middle eastern country to bully? For even the kyoto protoccol would not be enough to save us. For decades we have under estimated the effect of carbon dioxide gas because it was shielded by global dimming. Now we prepare to face the full brunt of it. I guess it will be a true test of how far the human race has come, how well we use our greatest asset that has set us apart from other species, our brains in science and tech.&lt;br /&gt;For if we fail, the end of the world as the bible predict may come sooner rather than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113189208067927002?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113189208067927002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113189208067927002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113189208067927002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113189208067927002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-end-of-world-nigh-i-mean-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113163927850858183</id><published>2005-11-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:14:38.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, shan wee sucks. His accent isnt unique, its sheer irritation and his personality is crap.  Man i rather listen to the smooth voice of yasmine on love songs, class 95. I think ah in few years time may switch to class 95 liao. ha......&lt;br /&gt;An A for gp seems the most realistic goal among all the subjects now... Bless me god, yoda, whoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113163927850858183?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113163927850858183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113163927850858183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113163927850858183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113163927850858183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/seriously-shan-wee-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113130089056119233</id><published>2005-11-07T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T02:14:50.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEA!! YEA!! EVERYONE ASSOCIATED WITH MANCHESTER RISE. BIG THANKS TO ALL UNITED PLAYERS. ESP SMITH THAT MIDFIELD WAR HOG. WE HAVE BEATEN THE CHAMPIONS, WE HAVE WRECKED THEIR UNBEATEN RECORD JUST LIKE WE DID TO ARSENAL. WE HAVE GIVEN HOPE TO THE REST OF THE PREMIERSHIP. WE HAVE WON THE TITLE WITH KIDS BEFORE AND WE MAY DO IT AGAIN. IF NOT NEXT SEASON. FANTASTIC. I JUST WANNA CELEBRATE, BUT THE A'S COMING HAIZ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113130089056119233?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113130089056119233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113130089056119233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113130089056119233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113130089056119233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/yea-yea-everyone-associated-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113129693874543450</id><published>2005-11-07T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T01:08:58.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEREZ ONLY ONE UNITED!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;come on u reds fuck the blues down! its 1-0 to man u now woo hoo!! Half time. WAy to go fletcher. Even though this is a 4-3-3 system, as long as the players play passionately, who knows the system may eventually work. How many times have we seen it. Man u with all the odds stacked against them, with criticism, doubt and pressure coming in from all angles, but still triumphing. We ended arsenal's 49 match unbeaten run at old trafford last year at a time when we werent playing well. And we can do it again. The lads have done well in the first half. Come on United!! Focus, persevere and may the magic of old trafford lead us to victory!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WE HAVE A DUTY TO STOP THEM. THE REST OF THE PREMIERSHIP IS COUNTING ON US. Indeeed i have never seen so many arsenal and liverpool fans supporting us. This match at the moment seems to overshadow my concerns bout the a levels. But a victory will definitely give me renewed confidence and motivation to see thru the a levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Let this be a match where our season truly kicks off and things start going right. Esp the midfield. They have acquainted themselves well so far. Who ever thought scholes, fletcher and smith stand a chance against lampard, essien and makelele? Let this be the match to prove them wrong. Let this form a new generation truly. It heartens me to see many ppl in the football channels with MUFC at the back of their nicks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hold on to the win, and millions all over the world will be happier indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113129693874543450?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113129693874543450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113129693874543450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113129693874543450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113129693874543450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/derez-only-one-united-come-on-u-reds.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113112442027629668</id><published>2005-11-05T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:13:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of late, the old songs have been coming back to my head. All darn awesome tracks i lost years ago after my hard disk burnt out. An example is madonna's ray of light album of course. Awesome stuff man. The one time she decides to add spirit to her already outstanding qualities.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, the man u team right now is in desperate need of spiritual guidiance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113112442027629668?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113112442027629668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113112442027629668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113112442027629668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113112442027629668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/11/of-late-old-songs-have-been-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113077721000727386</id><published>2005-10-31T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:46:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i were to blog some of the things that are constantly on my mind, i fear i might be taken to court. No i dont hate them or whatever, just offering the stone cold dark truth. So we were talking bout whether there is actually community in singapore, interracial bonding and stuff. I have this common perception that most ppl dont have true friends from the minority races. So i asked around and i was actually quite surprised, though i still think their definition of friend is the hi bye type. Haha the stark truth is i never had a malay or indian classmate in my life before! I guess that er sort of played a part into shaping some of my thoughts. I mean racist jokes were like the punctuation of most conversations since primary school. Of course its not like i am those kuklux clan type of extremist out to wipe out the supposed unpure, weaker race.But i guess there is a possibility that some of my thoughts are not the most fair. But every race is racist to some extent la. The malays who dominate and crowd most street soccer courts would just bulldoze the chinese minority off the courts with their rough antics. I believe i have some bruises to show for it. During hurricane katrina, the blacks who were the majority in the dome that housed the refugees, totally abused the whites. Well how long can we remain under this cloud of harmonious interracial pretense. Maybe forever.&lt;br /&gt;My team got raped at the riverside 4-1 on sat. Seriously the glory days are over man. Theres no use having rooney, ruud and ronaldo when the ball cant reach them consistently with the 3 rubbish central players we have.&lt;br /&gt;Happy haloween anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113077721000727386?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113077721000727386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113077721000727386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113077721000727386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113077721000727386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-were-to-blog-some-of-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113051908958193324</id><published>2005-10-29T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:04:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz what can i say? sorry jeff. Really, i cant help it that my parents dont trust me. I mean who knows ns may even provide more freedom than what i have now. Seriously man i think they expect me to be some nerd or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113051908958193324?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113051908958193324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113051908958193324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113051908958193324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113051908958193324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/haiz-what-can-i-say-sorry-jeff.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-113024246159873258</id><published>2005-10-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:14:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know if its because i have been listening too long to the morning show, but i am actually finding vernon and justin kinda entertaining, though still inferior to glenn and rod. I mean vernon was really shitty during jive drive last time. At least now he can bully justin.&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking cold in the ice space today. Finally living up to its name. Peng started sneezing not long after he entered. Together with my already stuffed nose of one or two weeks, we started a pile of mucusiated toilet tissues. Ah hehe, the toilet paper mysteriously disappeared from ny toilets... weird.&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought about ten year series books becoming attractive? So we were thinking, its quite a viable business setup aint it. I mean every singaporean teenager will lay their hands on a tys like it or not. But its pretty turn off aint it. I mean looking at the boring covers and headings. But, but what if it was a &lt;em&gt;Nike&lt;/em&gt; tys. O and forget about the thick and bulky book. What about a seven year series with reduced crap and nicer fonts? And a few lucky buyers will find free movie passes inside. Hows that? O o and what about a foreword by lets say... &lt;strong&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/strong&gt;! And a cover with nice colours and animations, which we figured maybe daniel can do. Good eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-113024246159873258?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/113024246159873258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=113024246159873258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113024246159873258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/113024246159873258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-dont-know-if-its-because-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112990736541914912</id><published>2005-10-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:09:25.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U know, at the rate we are consuming cup noodles, i just hope we make it to the a levels with any hair left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112990736541914912?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112990736541914912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112990736541914912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112990736541914912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112990736541914912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/u-know-at-rate-we-are-consuming-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112943417756036655</id><published>2005-10-16T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T11:42:57.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colorgenics:&lt;br /&gt;You are tending to pursue your objectives with concentrated intensity and it would seem that whatever obstacles may come into your path, you will stick to your guns and will not allow yourself to be deflected from your purpose. You are striving to achieve recognition and what is more - you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Most people are conditioned by their environment and you are no exception. You are an extremely emotional person - so much so that 'the wrong word' can lead you to tears. You feel other people's pain. You feel the need of sympathetic relationships and a pleasant work environment in order to develop and grow. You are an impulsive, loving individual with a great deal of inherent feeling.&lt;br /&gt;You give the impression that you are a self-sufficient individual, pretending that you are stoical - indifferent to pain or pleasure. But this is not so, for in truth you are an extremely emotional person, one that may make hasty decisions and perhaps repent at leisure. It is time now perhaps to break the bond of detachment and become the real 'you' - the you that you would like to be.&lt;br /&gt;You are being unduly influenced by the situation that is all around you. You do not like the feeling of loneliness and whatever it is that seems to separate you from others. You know that life can be wonderful and you are anxious to experience life in all its aspects, to live it to the full. You therefore resent any restriction or limitations that are being imposed on you and you insist on going it alone.&lt;br /&gt;You don't like authority and you rebel against all forms of limitation. You are your own person and you intend to stay that way and to get on in the world simply by your hard work and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112943417756036655?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112943417756036655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112943417756036655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112943417756036655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112943417756036655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/colorgenics-you-are-tending-to-pursue.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112930946936286747</id><published>2005-10-14T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:24:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote, i want to thank the experts at tomcoyote forum for helping me rid the tons of malware, trojans, worms, trackers, spyware, adware from my com, for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i would be leaving my family, friends so soon. For a moment it seemed like ns was the monster pulling me away from my sacred belonging, my domain. It was like facing the end of the first chapter of my life. Leaving the comfort zone to face the beasts, the demons of the world. Once i leave, will i return as foothegreat or foo the tanned? Will i lose touch with the ppl i have met over the 18 years of my life as i go into isolation in the jungles? Will i be missed? What the **** have i been doin this past 18 years? I guess its too much to stomach. One moment u leap over the giant hurdle of the A levels, the next u get thrown right into the abyss of a new life. The interval: About 2 weeks. No celebrations, just enough time to say a goodbye to everyone. No time to leave a last mark in yr social life. My hopes, wishes, cravings came tumbling down from the sky straight into the trenches we will have to soon dig. Things like chalets, holidays, soccer, job, learnin new stuff, roaming, roofing, eating shit, fighting, wrestling, being an ass will soon be things of the past. Its like a dam being contructed on 8 december to stop the flow of youth, euphoria. From boyz to men. I guess the biggest anxiety plaguing us is the fear of change. Yup no more room to play, alas it is time to mature, though i wonder if i ever will. Well, me, jeff, james and fred shall be the first ones in 04s1a to bid farewell. The timing of departure couldnt have been worse, when certain groups in the class have shown signs of solidifying. I have met some pretty good ppl. But still, like the sands of time, i fear all these will slip through our fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats most important is that as we run, as we are running all the time, we run side by side, hand in hand, so we dont get separated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112930946936286747?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112930946936286747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112930946936286747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112930946936286747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112930946936286747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-sidenote-i-want-to-thank-experts-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112887072853296331</id><published>2005-10-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:12:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sianzzz&lt;br /&gt;Brief summary of friday's events. Celebrated james' birthday. Ha that ass sort of knew we were planning something already la. In the canteen he saw the cake box but then we pretend there is nothing, then he walked away. Had to run to get him back, celebrated outside lt4, the study tables there. Woo we attracted alot of attention. The ruggers even volunteered to be the birthday choir. So james got his 'huge' cake and a little surprise inside. He thought it was a tomato! and later he exclaimed about the length of the condom. O and i prepared a present for james in a box, wrapped in his favourite robinson's wrapper. Well after scrambling through the newspapers he found a strawberry sweet. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And then we mugged, yes what else. O we had billy and betty the bananas to accompany us! Decided to go for a game of squash with peng. Peng suggested we aim for the fans on each side. Boy o boy! My first shot directly wrecked the fan! The whole cover came down and we were squealing with delight. Got it fixed in the end. Peng was in his relentless pursuit of hitting down one of the lights, til the ball got stuck in the lights!&lt;br /&gt;Fighting some trojans. Halfway through. Just killed the spyware and adware. Til then, limited blogging. Not that i am an avid blogger anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112887072853296331?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112887072853296331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112887072853296331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112887072853296331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112887072853296331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/sianzzz-brief-summary-of-fridays.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112826715884593942</id><published>2005-10-02T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:32:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Its distracting. Theres this huge fly flying around now. And this huge lizard trying to catch it for supper. Sneaky fella. Its hiding behind the cupboard waiting. Can see its head. Wah just now when the fly fly by it leaped out, almost catching it. But the fly is just too fast. There seem to be many new species of flies i see everyday. This one is huge and makes a lot of sound, with funny legs. Saw a beautiful one earlier, whole body blue colour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112826715884593942?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112826715884593942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112826715884593942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112826715884593942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112826715884593942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112823166565984376</id><published>2005-10-02T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:41:05.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We took eating in ny to a new level on fri. I guess the in thing now is bulk eating. O yes my fantasy was fulfilled when i managed to get the other dudes to do it. Its like ppl eat yong tau fu always take one by one, why not take the whole tray? Help them clear food also. The aunty thought we were joking. Thought she wouldnt let us do it but instead she gave us a rice cooker container for yong tau fu! Awesome. We are going to bulk eat and clear out more stalls next week. Whole chicken la, whole water melon la, whole drink dispenser la, lets do it.&lt;br /&gt;O have been eating pretty healthily the past few days. I loathed salads since young so its been quite a new taste for me. Me and peng were walking around, seemingly carrying a huge green pen each. Then we munched! It was celery! Juicy! Could enter the library just like that. O boy carrots seem to taste better raw to me. Funny, my ears seem to be growing longer...&lt;br /&gt;2 wins for united this week. Fergie finally placing more emphasis on attack. And it was good watching giggs tormenting the left flank again. And fergie finally played the ideal formation that was on my mind, 4-4-2 or 4-2-3-1 accomodating giggs, park, rooney and rvn. And they scored 3 in a 3-2 win over fulham. Paul scholes has been pretty off key and it is right to drop him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112823166565984376?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112823166565984376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112823166565984376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112823166565984376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112823166565984376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-took-eating-in-ny-to-new-level-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112783667930795930</id><published>2005-09-27T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:57:59.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha..... ok... hehe... i didnt think i would screw my prelims up so badly but nvm its not the end of the world... as i fruitlessly try to tell myself that. Bio was extremely demoralising though. Its like a totally wasted effort to mug. Everytime when the bio results come back i question my wisdom in choosing to take bio in the first place. O whatever now's not the time for this. Maths was totally wrecked by my lack of stats practice and my extreme carelessness, the same trait that has caused me to lose a record ten water bottles since jc. Yup just lost the transparent one. Vow to stick to the free plastic bottles from now. Chem was a gonner given my lack of activity of chem in the last 2 weeks before the exam.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for inspiration. I will find it later at 230am when Man U take on Benfica, i hope. 3 draws and 1 defeat in the last 4 matches is totally unacceptable and we must respond. All i ask for is for every player to show the typical united fighting spirit, the never say die attitude. Whether they get the 3 points or not, it doesnt matter as long as they have tried their best. I need to rise together with United again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112783667930795930?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112783667930795930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112783667930795930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112783667930795930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112783667930795930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112754074592532797</id><published>2005-09-24T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T15:23:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This should be one of the last major outings before the A's. Sentosa today! I was wearing my ah pek slippers and i cant help but notice the many stares i received from passers-by at my feet ha. Once again the expected turn out of 7 ppl: Dan, me, jeff, xue, peng, chun and meng( in order of arrival). We volleyed some balls first. It was kinda empty there today, easy to find courts. Think after mugging too much all of us have lost our midas touch for volley ball. We hardly had any rallies lasting more than 2 shots. O and nobody brought sunblock so we are freaking burnt! Though it was not that bad for me. We then dipped into the sea when the sun became too scorching hot, while the girls went to the shelter to take their loads of pics.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for some kayaking! heh. 3 doubles(me meng, jeff xue, dan chun) 1 single(peng). So u think this arrangement will last? I mean viruses are around, phagocytes are around. So set off normally, getting into our strides then the 3 doubles linked up. It soon became apparrent that the the single kayak is a virus! We needed to get rid of him! It was my job as a phagocyte! A fierce battle ensued. I was swinging my paddle everywhere. Alas peng escaped, but the phagocyte went a bit.. mad. Autolysis began. I began attacking the red bloodcell( xue jeff). Smashed their kayak then climbed in. Was trying to hit peng at the same time. All the rocking movement capsized the red blood cell! Then I swam towards peng to capture him. So i became the virus while peng joined with meng. So i see the 3 doubles linked up. And i began attack. I managed to infiltrate a host cell!(Dan chun). Took over the host cell, and chun went to the singles. Dan became a viral partner. The virus has become stronger. We chased up with the rest. And captured their paddles. One each from the doubles. Even managed to capture a small bucket! The virus was at the peak of its power, with 4 paddles and a bucket. But the other 3 kayaks were surrounding us and attacked from all angles! We lost the bucket but managed to escape as the rest have all lost their mobility. hehe. Now thats what i call kayaking in a group.&lt;br /&gt;We then got back up and slacked on a bench. Chilled to music and some snacks. Played some poka games, loser had to eat delicious biscuits and mentos. Then volleyed balled and tried some frisbie too. As we were roaming about, we came across a secret door! So we dug a hole and put a mikasa volley ball inside then covered with the door. Then we shot a video of lost+survivor+harry potter. Before we left we buried the bottle containing a scorpion and two big ants in the secret door and buried it with sand. We can only hope that those creatures dont evolve or mutate given the isolation... I mean we dont want a scorpion island... O didnt know that an indian guy actually approached the girls while we were washing up! Woo lucky girls!  That **** sure had guts. I do hope the girls are ok. I mean if it was me i would be traumatised... Infer this whatever way u want. I am not making any direct statements, dont bring me to court! And o pls my roasted skin tastes too good for xue la. Cant believe she actually went to bite my beautiful skin!&lt;br /&gt;Left the group to meet gr, whom sort of dragged me to watch the myth, I am like whatever la. Thought it would be crap but turns out quite ok, except for some flaws in the plot.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a day. Feeling burnt. Its the same feeling everytime after sentosa, like dont feel like doing much besides slacking and sleeping, but at the same time a bit hyper. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112754074592532797?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112754074592532797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112754074592532797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112754074592532797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112754074592532797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-should-be-one-of-last-major.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112732546800116963</id><published>2005-09-22T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:57:48.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is some fantastic bangla stuff from peng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.putfile.com/bangla47"&gt;http://media.putfile.com/bangla47&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112732546800116963?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112732546800116963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112732546800116963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112732546800116963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112732546800116963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-some-fantastic-bangla-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112732367047675646</id><published>2005-09-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:27:53.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo its been quite a day. Great for letting off all the steam and crap stuffed inside. Last paper, bio mcq.  Think ms choong si bei sia lan. Last week never wear tie also nvm. Other schools never wear also can. We wear the freaking tie for assembly day and this is the freaking exams and not a proper school day. So we had to scavage the school for jc 1s for ties. They were all snapped up pretty quickly and me peng and leon were like the remaining ones without ties. We scouted around for available jc 1s and only found 3 of them at 810. We rushed to the hall, started our paper at 815. Luckily the paper was not too difficult, finished 20 questions by 830. finished at 9. Still had time to check!&lt;br /&gt;So came the hard part of deciding where to go. 04s1a/2 gathered at the fountain area and stoned. After that, the five departed while we dudes hit town in our lanterns, eager to uphold the nanyang tradition. We sang to our hearts content about lanterns and mooncakes as we marched though orchard proudly displaying our lanterns. K box first. Almost lost my voice to the rock tunes and feminine tunes we sang. James was as usual the best singer, backed up with superb songs from artise like fei yu qing and many unknown oldies. We went caving next. Had to convince james and xx that it wasnt a horror show before they agreed to watch. The movie kinda disppointed la. It wasnt that bad but the plot wasnt strong enough. Went to walk around at heeren next. Saw some interesting stuff. Jeff was looking for his type of jeans. Ha didnt he just buy one levis one not too long ago. Then we left.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to kick balls, 6 at bishan. Ppl either cannot make it or ps so only me alex and ka hong. Alex was filthy rich la. He sold his maple story account items for a total of 500 bugs! Nothing to do then he decided to have a bbq! So stormed j8 ntuc for the stuff. We got satay, sausage, potato, corn, otar etc. Then we decided we just needed a tray with the railing thing and we can bbq anywhere we like. This is the simplest bbq ever man. Alex totally refuted suggestions for butter, brush and tongs to put charcoal. He said use sticks and toilet paper can liao. Backed up by a super rich guy, i initially went on a mad frenzy. We passed by the potato chips section with our trolley. In one sweeping move, i swept the row of potato chips all into the trolley as we sped past and everyone around just stared at us. heh. Heard some aunties saying crazy in dialect. Ok so we got our stuff. We could bbq anywhere. Decided to do it at the amphi area. But, we had quite a long way to walk from j8. So came the usefulness of the trolley! we stacked our stuff into the trolley and made our way out of j8 all the way to amphi. Crossed a couple of roads with our trolley, with quite a few stares. Hey we 'bought' the trolley for one dollar k. So now needed to get the peeps for this last minute bbq ha. Bob came down first to join us. He was a great help indeed, setting up the fire pretty efficiently. After the charcoal was burning hot we fucked him off for he had dinner at home already. Wah last minute bbq hard to get ppl sia, but bam and sam cycled down to join us. hehe. Sam had like bio paper 1 and 3 the next day and he hasnt touched options. The food was ok, the environment not bad eh, open, tranquil, and a huge space for our activities. Ha we burned this sausage til it was totally black like a charcoal bar and inserted it into the centre of a toilet roll as we burned them on our tray. Super cool. The toilet roll was like a ball of fuel man. The sausage kept going in and out of the toilet roll, like intercourse so the toilet roll became chao tar chee bye in no time. Was tossing alex about in the trolley and played a pretty crazy game of frisbie. Left for home before it was too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112732367047675646?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112732367047675646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112732367047675646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112732367047675646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112732367047675646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/woo-its-been-quite-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112705802912000575</id><published>2005-09-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:40:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sia la... Man U wont win the epl this season la. Look at our midfield.... so damn weak. Scholes, Keane, Fletcher, Smith. Scholes is good but he cant tackle and run. Keane is still influential but too old means too old la. Fletcher's passing not bad but so damn light weight. Smith has potential but he is still in experimental phase. Compare this to Liverpool: Gerrard, Alonso, Sissoko, Hamann. Spurs: Davids, Jenas, Carrick,Lennon etc. The most fearsome chelsea: Essien, Lampard, Makelele, Geremi. Which is why we should be happy if Man U gets second place this season. We will win the epl only when we have truly replaced Keane and Scholes, the best midfield pairing in the late 90s. Seriously, i have never seen a United midfield so weak before. That is the final piece of jigsaw in ferguson's rebuilding of the team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112705802912000575?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112705802912000575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112705802912000575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112705802912000575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112705802912000575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/sia-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112667877075803980</id><published>2005-09-14T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T14:19:30.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/images?q=tbn:nFXYcS3nnEcJ:http://www.freewebs.com/si-c-k/middle_finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.google.com.sg/images?q=tbn:nFXYcS3nnEcJ:http://www.freewebs.com/si-c-k/middle_finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a middle finger for any blogging censors in singapore. Fuck off man.&lt;br /&gt;Racism is an inevitable part of any society la. It will remain in man kind forever even among animals. Some races are simply more inferior and it is a fact. People should be allowed to air their views freely on this issue. Whats the point of just using the law to kill off ppl who voice their more direct views? We are just avoiding the problem. Yes it may stir up conflicts but we are a maturing society and really such comments by bloggers should encourage healthy rebuttals and discussion instead of any riots in singapore today. We are far off from democracy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112667877075803980?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112667877075803980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112667877075803980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112667877075803980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112667877075803980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/heres-middle-finger-for-any-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112667764296276953</id><published>2005-09-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T14:00:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Half way through. Haiz but... its not been particularly good. Monday was a double wammy. Bio paper 2 first then maths paper 1 in afternoon. I had the facts for once in my head for bio but... there was no time! Think effectively half my marks are gone for the essay questions. Maths i think i did better hopefully. there were quite a few tough questions le. Tues chem paper 3. Was thinking mon night can mug everything for chem. but i was too mentally drained. Decided to sleep first. Supposed to wake up at 4am to mug. Turns out i woke up from my dream at 6 am. Some crazy weird dream with totally unrelated ppl and events as always. Ah it is indeed regretful. I thought i had kinda sorted out my physical chem a few weeks before. I just had to mug the content in. My lackadaisical attitude led me to leave that to one day before the chem paper! Man i must try to salvage my chem with papers 1 and 2 on fri! And today was maths paper 2. The paper i had pinned my hopes on for getting a respectable grade. It turned out quite the opposite though. I was stumped by the first question already. Took damn long for those first few questions. So i thought section A difficult cos the stats part must be quite easy. Haha. I think i couldnt even complete a question without at least one part missing. But, whatever the grade i get for maths, i would like to think i have made some progress. I mean compared to my mids this should be way better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112667764296276953?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112667764296276953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112667764296276953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112667764296276953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112667764296276953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/half-way-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112610781133491819</id><published>2005-09-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:43:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bus stopped. 2 sa students were boarding and one thug like adult was alighting from the front, which in the first place is not appropriate. So there was congestion and squeezing. The thug scolded them for not giving way. They said he should give way. In an instant, the thug ran up the bus again, grabbed one of them and punched his head real hard. My god, it was a knock with full power. Amazed he was still standing up. The people around just froze and looked, including us of course. No one did anything, being singaporeans typically... U could be sure if this was in the west ppl would have apprehended the thug or the least muttered some form of objection. Esp given it took place at quite a packed bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, west coast is a nice environment. They fenced up the beach though. The mac is good. The playgrounds bring out the kid in me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112610781133491819?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112610781133491819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112610781133491819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112610781133491819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112610781133491819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/bus-stopped.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112602080912475232</id><published>2005-09-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:03:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The wake me up when september ends video is pretty good stuff. Though its been out quite long ago, just watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/ar-315915-videos--Green-Day"&gt;http://music.yahoo.com/ar-315915-videos--Green-Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did that guy die in the end? Think he did after remembering what the girl told him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laud green day not just for a terrific rock album, but for their political awareness man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112602080912475232?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112602080912475232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112602080912475232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112602080912475232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112602080912475232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112584910223955853</id><published>2005-09-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:52:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As Hurricane Katrina devastates america, we see the mighty superpower reduced to third world conditions in New Orleans. Inevitably it will make headlines all over the world with thousands dead. Even the death of one american is enough to make some headlines. We mourn for their deaths but we ask: tragedy or retribution? For the countless number of civilians dead since the invasion of iraq, does anyone care? Not bush definitely. For all the conditions america attach with sending aid to other countries, now it is requesting aid from EU and NATO. I say make them eat the humble pie. Make them feel what is it like to be exploited. Bring the arrogant and witless cowboy down to earth i say.&lt;br /&gt;I must say the government has done a terrible job at providing relief aid for those affected though. It took them almost a week before they sent helicopters to airlift victims out. Afterall this is america u know.&lt;br /&gt;"I assume the president's going to say he got bad intelligence... I think that wherever you see poverty, whether it's in the white rural community or the black urban community, you see that the resources have been sucked up into the war and tax cuts for the rich." -- Congressman Charles B. Rangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NL was freezing today man! Its now easier to get seats on level 7-13 hehe. But it wont be long before more ppl manage to infiltrate security to study. Saw a few fellow perpetrators today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112584910223955853?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112584910223955853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112584910223955853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112584910223955853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112584910223955853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-hurricane-katrina-devastates.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112568308436162103</id><published>2005-09-03T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:44:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was quite a fulfilling day actually. Got to kick balls with maroon after so long. We had not played for months but we acquinted ourselves well against the muds. Some couldnt make it so we drafted in ka hong, alongside me bob alex and alvin. Waited for bob and ka hong to come, so we sat down at the coffeeshop to talk cock. Turns out in a bid to get bob down faster, they tricked him into coming by taxi claiming they would pay for the fare. Bob wasnt too happy bout it hehe. Ka hong was.. not used to it at first so we had to cover more defensively. We won a few matches before getting beaten and then won a few again. We stopped playing while leading, cos almost got into a fight. This big malay bastard really has a problem with us or our race i think. It was drizzling and the ground was wet. Sliding tackles came in thick and fast, mostly acceptable ones which me and alex were able to evade constantly. Then that bastard came in two footed, totally upending alex and failing to get the ball, then like want to fight. He did it to alex once more. I suggested we make a triple team sliding effort to cripple that black rhino. But before i knew it a piece of shit came sliding between my legs too! Thats after i passed the ball lor. Resorting to physical means to try to salvage some pride for the earlier mud teams beaten by us i guess. Or was it revenge for a fellow mud who lost out to a 50-50 ball with me and went tumbling down injured. Alex was pissed, i was thinking of revenge, the rest didnt want trouble so we left. But this is what to expect from when u play at bishan street soccer court la. Super physical. The amk court is more on skill i guess. After the A's gotta hone a more collective spirit within the squad.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to chs to look look. Within a year, I could hardly recognise most parts of the school. There are now 2 canteens and 2 halls, rock climbing wall, ponds, and many other decorative stuff. They put rocks everywhere, then got some trishaws around, dunno what image hak boon is trying to create. Then walking up the road can see chinese characters. The open students lounge is cool. I mean There is this jukebox machine where u can play any song available for 20 cents and it was hitting out linkin park tunes. Plus a pool room, room with tv hi five set bar counter and sofas. Then there is another area where students can use their lap tops wirelessly? And had sofas and a drinks counter. There is an aquarium too. Two gyms at least. Looks kinda happening... on the surface at least. Where the hell did hak get all the money from? But chs isnt the best place to be now. Its hard to even spot any student tucking out their shirts. All had their pants pretty high up too. The consequences of tucking out could mean detention or embarassment in front of whole school. There was this zero late coming day banner. One of hak boon's first policies implemented when he arrived was the late coming policy. Students late would be asked to do silly things like sleeping outside the general office if i am not wrong? detention and subsequently caning? not to mention crazy lectures by hak and toh? There is in fact dictatorship and intense muggerhood going on. Hak wants the best results, not for the school but for himself. Students are made to come back almost everyday during the hols for extra lessons. Just ask the J1 ch peeps. There is this elite group of students who excel in sports chosen and their average day lasts til evening i think, pushing them to their limits while having to balance school work. Fortunantly we only had to tolerate hak for one year before graduating. But damn the school looks pretty good now.&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to ka hong for hours at bk over dinner. Catching up on each other's jc lives as well as that of the other peeps in other colleges. Life in sa seems pretty good huh. I would love an environment like that. Too bad though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112568308436162103?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112568308436162103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112568308436162103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112568308436162103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112568308436162103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/was-quite-fulfilling-day-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112559528511623507</id><published>2005-09-02T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:21:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched project superstar. Was of course happy that kelvin won. Not just because he is blind of course. For those who find it absurd that a blind can become a 'superstar', think stevie wonder, ray etc. The fact is there isnt anybody else to support. The standard of this competition is quite appalling actually. Nothing more than a bunch of above average looking bengs and lians who make good karaoke singers. Talent wise no body comes close to being the so called super star. But effort wise and condition wise kelvin deserves it. He looks not bad too. If he wasnt blind the sky is the limit as to how far he can develope. Look at the other so called finalist kelly. Totally feel like puking when seeing her. Her behaviour is like so ****ing artificial. No doubt symphathy votes won it for kelvin. But if there was an outstanding talent more ppl would have voted for he/she. If there was someone as good as stefanie sun for example among the contestants he/she would have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah NL becoming damn sia lan. Cant bring yr stuff into 7-13 floors except blank paper and pencil box. No choice lor gotta use pr skills. Befriended the security guard and smiled here and there. Made a deal with him. He say as long as he saw 2 blank paper covering whatever i have i can go in. So i sandwiched my notes with 2 blank pieces of foolscap and went in. Was like quite empty? Siao one so many tables and chairs from 7-13 floor, if no one allowed to study, will just be for display lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers day. Thought of going back to chs but seemed like no one going. Doesnt really matter la. Many of the teachers also gone under the dictatorship of hak boon. Its just to see the other ch peeps only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112559528511623507?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112559528511623507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112559528511623507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112559528511623507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112559528511623507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-watched-project-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112532656122330244</id><published>2005-08-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:42:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Live/Manu_newc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="171" alt="" src="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Live/Manu_newc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newcastle &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0 - 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man U&lt;br /&gt;(Rooney 66, Ruud 90)&lt;br /&gt;United's 5th straight win, with zero goals conceded so far. Newcastle matched united in the first half but injuries to 3 of their players hampered them. Rooney capitalised on an error by boumsong to steer united ahead. Rooney then burst down the rightand ran 50 yards before crossing for Ruud to slot the ball in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims start tmr. Gp will have to depend on my mood and form on that particular day. I do hope its good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112532656122330244?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112532656122330244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112532656122330244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112532656122330244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112532656122330244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/newcastle-0-2-man-u-rooney-66-ruud-90.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112524861730901015</id><published>2005-08-26T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T01:03:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School ended eh. Blink of an eye indeed. Seems like yesterday we were still having orientation, hitting town everyday. O well its the best time of the year now aint it!?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm celebrated jie ying's bday. Ha seems like hers is the only bday our class has been celebrating. Ivan just stormed in with a cheese cake which he made i assume. Was not too bad? But as i ate ... jeff died... then peng... then i died too! Then four of us went to the female staff toilet for a quickie. Quick trashing i mean. Something got over me and i took one container of god knows what and splashed it all over the toilet, adding shampoo as well. Then they sprayed water all over. Stress relieve i would say. I died while eating my noodles too. Wah cannot take it ah. So after school tried to gather ppl for last class mass death but its just the usual ppl: the four of us xx xue jie chun. Became vampires and went to the lt area to die. And pls gals stop the chinese name calling! Being such a naughty bunch, they all decided not to go bio remedial and play sports! Booked squash court but we couldnt borrow 7 rackets of course! got scolded. only had two rackets so decided to play bball. O then while i was coming out of the court, peng trapped me inside and i suffocated til i died. Jeff died too. Xue survived miraculously though. Cheryl and yue ting joined us for bball. Yue ting didnt play though. so there was uneven number could not decide who on who. So i suggested rather jokingly me and my honey peng against the rest. And everyone agreed so wth. Well we cant shoot for nuts so... it was a nice score... though it must be said we had lots of the ball. Damn it xue didnt wanna join us and then peng abandoned me! 1 on 6 woo! 'Played' tennis for like 5 mins then we all left. Proceeded to bugis. Got a vanilla ice blended from coffee bean. They ran out of belgian chocalate damn. Notice i use the word got instead of bought. thanks ivan! I have been patronising coffeebean ever since u started working there! Then went ajisen for dinner before sot.&lt;br /&gt;Time is accelerating faster than ever before. Cherish the times together with whoever ok. Dont get lost in this mad rush and whirlpool of senseless mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112524861730901015?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112524861730901015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112524861730901015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112524861730901015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112524861730901015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/school-ended-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112498178944308046</id><published>2005-08-25T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:02:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O well been mugging in the i space these days and quite frankly it has been anything but boring with 04s1a/2. hmm think should be 04s1a/4? O yes prof peng and dr foo have been breezing past all the tutorials and practice papers with consumate ease! Yes even in the presence of villian psycho fred! I mean none more so than today aint it? I mean DE was such a walkover... i freaking got owned by this topic. I think i was losing sanity, so was peng. It seems like tmr is the unofficial last day of proper school? Lets enjoy ourselves to the fullest and take more deaths shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debrecen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0 - 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man U &lt;a href="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/united_mob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="110" alt="" src="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/united_mob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United coasted into the group phase of the UEFA Champions League after a 3-0 win in Hungary clinched a 6-0 aggregate success over Debrecen.&lt;br /&gt;A header in each half from Gabriel Heinze was allied to by an excellent strike from Kieran Richardson to put United in the draw for Thursday's lucrative group stage. Ryan Giggs started his first match after coming back from injury. Alan Smith started in the role of midfield enforcer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112498178944308046?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112498178944308046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112498178944308046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112498178944308046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112498178944308046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-well-been-mugging-in-i-space-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112464283019777479</id><published>2005-08-22T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T00:47:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg the wedding crashers is fucking funny. I mean literally fucking funny not that its the funniest movie but its fucking funny. I just died in pervertic laughter for bout 10 whole mins when the girl jacked the guy's crouch non stop when having dinner. Yea so the peeps that came turned out to be lee only. Met up with him at 1pm at NL, after a sumptous lunch with my parents at some coffeeshop nearby. Man the bugis city hall area is sure filled with marvellous eating outlets. Lee is still as cock as ever. Saw dan the mugger and alan quek there too. Mugged til 4? ha. Needed some entertainment to recharge my system of course. Went to the arcade to play the soccer thingy. The last time i played it was like months ago? Then we tao bao chicken rice and rushed to catch the movie. So we had dinner inside the cinema. After that went sot. Wanted to watch the match with lee at chijmes after tuition but next day have school la... Tuition at sot is never just tuition of course. Its where one really enjoys learning. So mr Tong asked about our other subject tutors and he realised: Mr MF adrian tan hates us, Mrs celine lim is nasty, Mr mark goh is nice nothing else. So he asked: so u have no inspirational teacher? Then i pointed to him. Yup theres no one else in ny sadly. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea vs Arsenal now. For once i am supporting arsenal. My level of hate has shifted towards the blues. Hoping for the gunners to kick chelsea's asses and to see MF tan's loseristic expression tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112464283019777479?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112464283019777479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112464283019777479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112464283019777479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112464283019777479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/omg-wedding-crashers-is-fucking-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112455135108727348</id><published>2005-08-20T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:36:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/vannistelrooy_villan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="176" alt="" src="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/vannistelrooy_villan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man U&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aston Villa&lt;br /&gt;( Ruud 66 )&lt;br /&gt;Summary: United dominated once again but the only persisting problem is turning possession into goals. Ronaldo coming on as a second half substitute, crossed for van the man, who typically tapped the ball in from close range. Thats 3 in 3 for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for more mugging at the NL tmr with the peeps. Was 'tricked' by dan to go sot today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112455135108727348?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112455135108727348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112455135108727348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112455135108727348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112455135108727348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/man-u-1-0-aston-villa-ruud-66-summary.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112446862900783815</id><published>2005-08-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T00:23:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think more and more ppl are going mad. U have ppl like peng eating tomatoes everyday and giving that look of a nut which is kinda cool but i have never seen him like that. James who claims to be suffering from depression according to the doctor was kinda irritating today too. Keeps saying he is gonna go mad and really behaved super spastic towards me and xx during chem. I guess i have always been mad so that doesnt count. Freddy seems to have lost the plot yesterday at i space first time seeing him not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow light up ppl! Yes if u feel like dying just die! Yes just collapse and it would feel much better yea. Could add some jerks too? Woo so 04s1a/2 decided enough is enough and we would die together. Nice. Too bad me and xx escaped death at the bball court though. Singh was hunting us down for napha. Initially he was fuming at us. Then he realised that nobody had informed us to see him earlier then he became mr nice again. k la.. though i failed i actually improved on certain stations despite relative inactivity for quite a while. Was heading for  bio when they said they have been chased out for being late. ha. Went to mug with gr. Yes even though i was tempted to call em up and kick some balls. Gr's grandma just passed away and he was like shagged. Dont know whether he was putting up a strong front or what, didnt seem that sad at all. Anyhow take care dude. I know u are one resilient ass though. The ajisen ton toro certainly wrapped up the day in nice fashion. Good ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112446862900783815?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112446862900783815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112446862900783815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112446862900783815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112446862900783815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-think-more-and-more-ppl-are-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112420562662379378</id><published>2005-08-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:20:26.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the?? My taggy has been suspended?? Freddy did u put a porn link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, life's too mundane to blog.&lt;br /&gt;No emotions My whole body felt like ice&lt;br /&gt;Needed to feel that the sun would shine my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess this blog shall now focus on sports, politics, music apart from the increasingly rare interesting school activities. Shall try to get some entertainment too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112420562662379378?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112420562662379378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112420562662379378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112420562662379378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112420562662379378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-my-taggy-has-been-suspended.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112394872402628391</id><published>2005-08-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:05:49.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/vannistelrooy_eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="132" alt="" src="http://skysports.planetfootball.com/images/playerpics05_06/Premiership/ManUtd/vannistelrooy_eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everton &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0 - 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man U&lt;br /&gt;(Ruud 43, Rooney 46)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary:&lt;br /&gt;And so the march towards the epl crown began. The 2 Rs again looked sharp while ronaldo was sidelined with injury. Park and Vds impressed on their premiership debuts. Vds made a world class save and park was tenacious and full of running although he missed 2 good chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ya and some things to be clarified. The girls &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; trash the guys in bball yesterday. I mean we scored the last winning shot didnt we? hehe... And whats more it was a 6 on 3 onslaught with star man sek still sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know man, but singapore sure seems far from being democratic. I mean our 'elected' president nathan clearly shows it. Some **** like him being the president for 12 years? The government claims the presidency is an important job and a panel will have to decide whether the applicants are qualified or not. O yes nathan is qualified i mean education up to o levels seems qualified to them while andrew kuan who holds quite a senior position in jtc is immediately attacked by both the press and government and disqualified of course. I believe the time is ripe for the pap to open up more. They cant continue putting their lackeys in every key position. We will never reach first world standards of democracy. Pretty disillusioned.&lt;br /&gt;Good practice for gp aint it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112394872402628391?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112394872402628391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112394872402628391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112394872402628391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112394872402628391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/everton-0-2-man-u-ruud-43-rooney-46.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112367035179608904</id><published>2005-08-10T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:39:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant do it anymore... too sick... No... must carry on.. i dont wanna die... not like that.... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Imgp7035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112367035179608904?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112367035179608904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112367035179608904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112367035179608904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112367035179608904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-do-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112360453616753172</id><published>2005-08-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:22:16.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who gives a shit bout whether singapore is 40 or 400 years old? I guess most ppl would rather mug than celebrate. Such is the state of our diluted culture and lack of identity. Watching the ndp however brought back fond memories from exactly 4 years ago. Back then our performance was about 'building bridges' and we all had to carry styrofoam boxes. O man we started training since like febuary? For a few times every week the sec ones and twos had to get baked under the sun practising the cheography and arrangements. There were many ns personnel assisting us and a major was in charge. And that famous "gentlemen, start yr engines!" from bobby yong. Everyone dreaded the training. It was boring and meaningless. People were wrecking up the styrofoam boxes and doing lots of stupid things: plucking grass and putting them into other ppl's pocket, fighting, coping extra bread etc. Everytime my mom washed my pants she would find grass in my pockets. In a matter of months our school field became a desert.Literally. Whenever there was wind u could see a sand storm. So they had to replant the field during the hols. Come that big day though, we all felt a sense of achievement. We were all part of something massive and the experience was unforgettable. O it was fun while waiting in the indoor stadium. There were wrestling matches all over as well as card games going on. O and our shiny blue costumes! Think i still have it. And the party after the ndp everyone was like wild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the flu bug has hit me and my stomach. Been like psing a few times a day. Hence my mugging pace has been really slow. But i am just glad to be alive. I mean... o thinking of them just makes my heart break...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112360453616753172?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112360453616753172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112360453616753172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112360453616753172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112360453616753172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-gives-shit-bout-whether-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112346404976381325</id><published>2005-08-08T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:20:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/320/IMGP7014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/320/IMGP7014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to capture this image just when the bomb went off... my god... seeing them being scorched alive like that... AHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;foothegreat pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112346404976381325?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112346404976381325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112346404976381325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112346404976381325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112346404976381325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-managed-to-capture-this-image-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112346239269317555</id><published>2005-08-08T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T08:53:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/1600/Imgp7036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3474/385/320/Imgp7036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.... just dont know what to say.... i mean i warned them about the terror plot for today's national day celebrations... but they just wont listen... I mean we all know who the group of terrorists are in ny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112346239269317555?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112346239269317555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112346239269317555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112346239269317555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112346239269317555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112343256041990686</id><published>2005-08-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:36:00.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/320/IMGP7029.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/200/IMGP7029.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were my friends... they just died like that... o pls stop the mugging ppl... i dont want to lose more friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112343256041990686?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112343256041990686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112343256041990686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112343256041990686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112343256041990686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/they-were-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112343230090581637</id><published>2005-08-08T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:31:40.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ryan Giggs says Manchester United's players are desperate to restore glory to Old Trafford.&lt;br /&gt;The Red Devils spent last season in the shadow of Chelsea in The Premiership, while they suffered an agonising FA Cup final defeat to Arsenal having dominated the game only to lose on penalties.&lt;br /&gt;Wing wizard Giggs feels United paid the price for not being able to see off The Premiership's lesser lights and revealed the squad's determination to secure some silverware next term.&lt;br /&gt;"We dropped 14 points against the bottom six teams," Giggs told The Sunday Times. "Take the Crystal Palace game. We drew 0-0 and they were down to 10 men. We used to say, 'we're going to score, don't worry, we're going to score', and we would score. It's self-belief. Don't panic, keep playing your football. And it's the mind-set, producing week in, week out. It's what Chelsea did last year and Arsenal did the year before, and we used to do before that.&lt;br /&gt;"Concentration, especially in and around goal, not making the right choices, not putting chances away - those were the sort of little things that let us down because defensively we were good."&lt;br /&gt;Giggs feels Sir Alex Ferguson's side missed the impact of Dutch forward Ruud van Nistelrooy, who sat out spells of the campaign due to injury.&lt;br /&gt;"We missed Ruud, no doubt about that," added Giggs. "But over the past 10, 12 seasons we've always prided ourselves on sharing the load. Paul Scholes, Roy Keane, David Beckham, myself, we've all produced double figures. Last year, me, (Cristiano) Ronaldo, Scholesy all should have been scoring more goals and creating more chances.&lt;br /&gt;"But that's what inspires me, a season when we've not won something. That feeling of disappointment when you're used to winning things, that strange feeling of fighting for second in the last seven or eight games. It was hard to get motivated for that, but it's what makes you want to be better.&lt;br /&gt;"The players will be hurting. They'll want to get the Premiership title back."&lt;br /&gt;Get it back ryan. No point winning the community shield chelsea. Teams either win that worthless shield or the epl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112343230090581637?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112343230090581637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112343230090581637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112343230090581637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112343230090581637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/ryan-giggs-says-manchester-uniteds.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112334901195784725</id><published>2005-08-07T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:23:32.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bob that asshole is attached by the way. he dumped me! Quote of the week from him: Its better to remain as close friends with a girl. only diff is u dont get to kiss or have sex with her. Good stuff coming from a newly attached guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112334901195784725?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112334901195784725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112334901195784725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112334901195784725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112334901195784725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/bob-that-asshole-is-attached-by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112334761866952486</id><published>2005-08-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:00:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry but i happen to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROUNDED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No charlie, soccer, swimming or chijmes. If u could stop tempting me ppl it would feel much better indeed. O yes i am loving it loving it loving it loving it loving it. Used to it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112334761866952486?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112334761866952486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112334761866952486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112334761866952486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112334761866952486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry-but-i-happen-to-be-grounded.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112317280690115645</id><published>2005-08-05T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:26:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/320/IMGP6942.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/200/IMGP6942.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effects of mugging&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112317280690115645?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112317280690115645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112317280690115645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112317280690115645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112317280690115645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/effects-of-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112317244508316061</id><published>2005-08-04T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:20:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz phil is leaving... the old guard is disintegrating. That famous class of 92 dying out. It started with nicky butt, then beckham. Now phil neville. I started supporting United at a time when these kids first made their debuts. It was like growing up with them. Man U's success over the decade was of course due a large part to these core group of homegrown players.  Only Paul Scholes and Ryan Giggs remain but they are slowly fading too. Players with loyalty, passion and drive. Something i find lacking in some united players today.&lt;br /&gt;I mean fuck rio ferdinand. After all the club has done for him the least he could do was to just sign whatever contract united offered him. Not just leave things to his agent to sort out the best deal possible. I wont ever accept ferdinand as a true united player. Jaap stam should never have been sold in the first place. 30 million for rio who is half as good as stam is not a good deal either. Anyhow i see hope. Players like alan smith, heinze and rooney epitomise the fighting spirit of any united side. Fletcher, smith, ronaldo, rooney, rossi, richardson, pique. The new generation.&lt;br /&gt;Numb.&lt;br /&gt;Disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;So many i have neglected. After  the A's then. Maybe i would have changed. maybe museums and libraries would have become my habitat. My niche is mugging of course.&lt;br /&gt;Let music and laughter heal yr souls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112317244508316061?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112317244508316061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112317244508316061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112317244508316061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112317244508316061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz-phil-is-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112306807195605890</id><published>2005-08-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:21:11.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched this yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/s_National_Day_Dance_MTV/adifferentndpvideo_CW.wmv"&gt;http://www.archive.org/download/s_National_Day_Dance_MTV/adifferentndpvideo_CW.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112306807195605890?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112306807195605890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112306807195605890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112306807195605890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112306807195605890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/watched-this-yet-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112282630873220396</id><published>2005-08-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:11:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My ears have simply been pounded after the parents meeting. My father doing what he does best , lecturing and 'motivating'. Keeps on bringing up the past really irritating. What to do? mug lor. or just stone.oiqhefouhnduoshnacoudhsoiuehnjkxncoosdhuhvuishivhuiodckxnclknljdnhidhiojhdisjdijvcdkjvkxcnlkznckjxzcozijhoijhcizjkcjkzjcjzcj&lt;br /&gt;zocjoijcoaijoijdijiajidcjpidjpiajdpijcidajdpcjpajpcojapocjpoajpcjpoajpcjpajxkjckjxijaidjckxjczjhcjhdh&lt;br /&gt;ahjcdjchjahjdhjhjhajdhcuhacuhaudhcduhcuhcuhdaudhcduhcuhduchuahcuhduauhcuachauhcuahcuahcuha&lt;br /&gt;auchuhcuahc&lt;br /&gt;ahudhcudhc&lt;br /&gt;aucdhudhcudh&lt;br /&gt;dchdudhcudhuchcuhc&lt;br /&gt;lost, empty, senseless, crazed. need some music. yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112282630873220396?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112282630873220396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112282630873220396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112282630873220396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112282630873220396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-ears-have-simply-been-pounded-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112278819416632745</id><published>2005-07-31T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T13:36:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112278819416632745?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112278819416632745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112278819416632745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112278819416632745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112278819416632745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112274488778120161</id><published>2005-07-31T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:32:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm my posts are always like bout yesterday. Ok this is what happened on friday. Gp lesson first, as interesting as always. Then saw chey ying crying halfway. wondered why. Many girls have been crying this year indeed. Halfway thru chem went to hall. Then realised why she cried. Mrs ho, crying, announced that an odac year one girl died. Shocking of course. Take nothing for granted, hmm. Treasure life! Dont just keep mugging and forget more important things! Ah always saying that but this is singapore sadly. Dan thought Mrs ho was going to announce that there have been thefts in the labs or something. During the break i had a mighty long chat with freddy. Truth is i felt like a retard after more than half an hour of 'enlightenment' talks with him. Was reading some bio stuff when he came over and initially discuss bio stuff. It soon became crap which triggered even crappier response from me as usual. We had no idea what we were talking. Then played squashminton in the afternoon before bio remedial. O squashminton only became a sport that day. Basically played 2 on 2 badminton with squash rackets and ball in squash court. With a lot of reckless smahsing of course. Its quite a miracle my racket survived all the throws and tosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents day at 6. Had to expect the worst of course. James was before me. Heard M.F tan telling his father and him that he shouldnt restrict his career to just teaching. Then my turn. I had warned my parents that tan was indeed a M.F. But ppl like him are relatively smart and he knew how to change image and adapt, much like a chameleon, hypocritical creatures, just that he is by far uglier. His tone that day was gentle and warm. His hair was made down, no spike. So he told my parents that i have not been doing work, accused me of copying work, skipping other lessons. Which were not true of course. He was bringing me down in a nice tone, while my father was defending me desperately - That i have always been a good student and many good things from the past that is. But he said he couldnt understand what happened to me upon entering jc. M.F tan suggested bad company. Says he doesnt like seeing the three of us together. My parents seemed hurt. My father especially. Was telling me how much i have dropped. I was quiet throughout. i knew i had let them down. But he did understand the fact that M.F tan sucks. As a lecturer himself he knew the consequences of having a screwed up teacher. He told me to conc on studying now then show the triple As to that M.F and abuse him in whatever way after collecting results. M.F still holds tremendous power now of course, for he is writing our testi.&lt;br /&gt;I want my parents to be happy again. Its gonna be a stern test of determination and resolve for me. And i want to fuck the M.F's cunt with decent enough results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112274488778120161?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112274488778120161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112274488778120161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112274488778120161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112274488778120161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm-my-posts-are-always-like-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112239337179970863</id><published>2005-07-26T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:56:11.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My poor hamster of 4 years is dying! It must be in terrible pain... The fur has been dropping then today i saw a huge red tumour! It hurts just looking at her carrying on with life as if nothing's wrong. Euthanasia crosses my mind... but then i think i will just leave it and let nature takes its course.. The average life span of a hamster is only 2 years afterall... It has lived so much more beyond and my mother and i, well actually mostly mom, had been giving her such a good life. Tonnes of food, nice cage with the running thing, cleaning a few times a week etc.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fucking mug. So wtf am i doing online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112239337179970863?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112239337179970863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112239337179970863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112239337179970863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112239337179970863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-poor-hamster-of-4-years-is-dying-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112195647541034509</id><published>2005-07-21T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:34:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for ns check up yesterday. Met up with guang rong at cmpb. Had to wait for him like half an hour? So i had to go measure my size for helmet uniform and stuff first. Then proceeded for medical check up. Lucky was together with gr for everything. Had to wait for a while for our turn though. First was the urine test. We had to dip some paper provided inside our cup of urine. Testing for diabetes i think? Then blood test. Then a quick dental check. Then went to x ray room. Stripped off top and was told to breathe to maximum. Then the eye test. My degree seems to have stabalised over the past few years it seems. But there were these cards with 2 colours red and green mixed with patterns forming numbers. Couldnt tell at first thought were some funny patterns so when the guy told me to read i just stared. Took me a while to figure out ha. Then the hearing test which was pretty quick too. Next proceeded to some room where they stuck electic sensors all over my body. Think that was to measure fat percentage in yr body. I am made of 20.9% fats! Then had to wait damn long for the final station. So me and gr decided to go to the canteen. Think we werent supposed to leave the place halfway but we talked our way out. Ate the M &amp; M's that xueyi gave.  She gave chocalates and cards to the crush crew! Appreciate it. Ya that was my light lunch apparently. The food there wasnt appealing at all seriously so just bought a drink. Strolled back and was just in time for my turn! phew. They examined my precious family jewels of course and marvelled and envied at it. Ok they told me to cough. Checking whether that part will move. Done. Pes A they said. I wanted pes B. Gotta go for iq test next week though...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway celine was having pms yesterday i think. As good a tutor she is what she did was really unproffessional. There was like 5 mins left in the test? Dan was resting. She walked over and asked him what he was doing. Then told him to get out of the class together with his table and chair. Serious pms man. Siao one finish test no right to rest meh? Jc still like that. Seen more of these in primary school. Shame on her. I wonder what she does to her husband when she pms lor. Throw table and furniture when he refuses to do it with her? Threaten him with a kitchen knife when he refuses to go shopping with her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112195647541034509?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112195647541034509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112195647541034509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112195647541034509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112195647541034509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/went-for-ns-check-up-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112178790782936886</id><published>2005-07-19T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:45:07.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Super outdated i know. Friday: Went to clark quay to film the pub scene and some sad scenes. Found a nice pub called one night stand and managed to get in even though it states 21 and above. Even secured permission for filming inside. Bought a cocktail called singapore sling, contains vodka and fruit juice. Wasnt quite used to it at first but became addicted to it after a while and ended up drnking like 3/4 of it? Man it really made me so sleepy for the rest of the day. Gwen and alex were shooting the scene where they first met in the pub. Think it was that day that i took on the additional role of photographer for crush. Took many pics of gwen and alex. Then went to liang court or something to take alex's sad scene. Super deserted so it was ideal. just took him walking an empty pathway. Gwen's was her sitting alone in the pub or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Was planning to go ecp for filming. Dan reached there first and turned out to be flooded like mad so had to change location to pasir ris park! woo hoo! Used to love the stuff there. Esp the pyramid climbing thing. So i relived my childhood again! Damn nice to climb. Also the rope thingy and some new spining things. Gwen and alex were racing up the pyramid thing for the scene. Ha and i had to climb above them to take photos of them balancing just with my legs of course kinda cool. Took the beach scene bet me and alex too. We were playing soccer and flimed some gay moments. Then went marina south for kite flying! Gwen and alex were pretty good with it i turned out. Must be the wind ha. Me and dan ended up breaking the kite in the amazing race. Initially wanted bowling but was too crowded so decided to head to zhong guo. Filmed them shopping and stuff. Then rushed back to dan's house for peng's party. Blowed the balloons before the guests came. xx fred james peng and dans friends came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: finale. Went dan's house in afternoon. Jeff said do chem prelim together. I already knew work is something that cant be done at dan's house so tried to mug a bit until i wasnt in a mood to anymore then i went. As they prepared the photos i worked on my diary which was truly a gay one full of scribbling. Dan's room was pasted with pictures of gwen and alex and in a real mess. Then filmed alex's shock part in my room, which was not an easy one as he had to show changes in emotions. Then came my stabbing scene. Dan wanted sweat. So i wore two layers and started jumping like a crazy ass. Sweated like mad and legs cramped up. Then became a psycho while stabbing gwen's pic. In the process my eyes became red and it really made me look psycho. The last part my crying part. Could only generate tears but couldnt cry. There hasnt been many sad moments in my life really. No family problems, not much emotional trouble. Disappointments plenty but not sadness. Trivial problems only induces anger. So they started putting medicated oil around my eyes first. Apart from a burning sensation, i was far from crying. Then xueyi chopped onions and placed them close to my eyes. There was some effect but not enough to make me cry. She then suggested sniffing the onions! ha it definitely didnt work for me. Jeff told me to rub the onions with my hands and place it on my eye. Didnt work too well either. So i placed the onions really close to my eyes and resisted blinking and tears started to flow after some painful moments. My eyes turned red too. O and they were rubbing medicated oil all over my face to make my tears more obvious and my face was just burning man! The last part was the running part. Then finish... after one week of intensive filming... It does feel a bit weird to just suddenly stop filming. O but the black band me gwen alex and dan wear shall preserve the fond memories. I say sequel to crush after a levels! After we collect our due awards for crush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112178790782936886?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112178790782936886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112178790782936886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112178790782936886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112178790782936886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/super-outdated-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112135794020450264</id><published>2005-07-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T00:19:01.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been filming the past few days... Tutorials piling up as a result and of course, couldnt be bothered to blog.. Once again adrian M.F tan  was present to wreck us up. Confiscated our ez link cards on tue and ask us collect at 7pm. So we decide to go out. Wanted to go kovan, but fate brought us to bugis i guess. Proceeded to the board games cafe where we met its friendly but slightly feminine owner. Its original rate for playing games was a whooping $10 dollars per hour, one dollar for every additional hour! Talked to the owner for a while, i convinced him that we will spread by word of mouth his shop to our friends in ny and gave him contacts for ny. So, for just 2 drinks, we got to stay there for as long as we liked and got to play whatever game we want. Good stuff. Scheming games we played.. ha all became schemers. Then at 6 plus we headed back to ny. The bus took damn long to come and traffic was shit so was gonna be late a while but as expected AT couldnt wait so he left and we had to collect it the next day at 7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So next day, wed, we stayed til 7 in school this time round and at 645 msged him. Found out that the ****** left already. Of course it was not that wasted. Did some filming in the afternoon. First the walking scene then the crying and hugging scenes. Xueyi had to cry first, which initially was pretty difficult. Played truly madly deeply to induce sadness in her. But it only brought tears to her eyes. So we waited quite a while for her to get the right feeling to cry, but to no avail. Finally she called chunying to come down and make her cry. We thought there wasnt any hope as chunying seemed well... pretty cheerful. Boy did she prove us wrong all right. She said some 8 weeks thing to xueyi and slap here touch there, wah then suddenly tears flowed from xueyi like water from running tap! So, acted my part in consoling gwen and had to get her to lean on me. Then gwen had to hug alex next! Ha jeff shy as always took some time to appropriately hug xueyi. I had a scene next where i had to look angry while seeing them hug. Ended up looking like a psycho i think. Hopefully that suits my character. Then took some photos before xueyi left while we stoned til 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! did pretty intensive filming. Not really for me but more so for gwen and alex. First, he had to practice being seduced by puan(the bitch). Took some time also as puan didnt know jeff and she had to stroke him around and stuff. Then xueyi had to confront them. The longest part was the quarrelling scene between gwen and alex. Took like 2 hrs maybe? Both kept laughing as usual but finally they produced an intense quarrelling scene. Proceeded to dan's house after that. Filmed the sector 81 part first( the longkang at his estate). Went relatively ok. Then the part where alex came to my room. And finally the phone part before we left which was like close to 9 pm. Intensive filming for next 3 days to come! The closer we edge towards thousand dollars?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112135794020450264?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112135794020450264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112135794020450264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112135794020450264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112135794020450264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/been-filming-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112092883010300162</id><published>2005-07-10T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T01:07:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being a lazy piece of shit i have not been blogging of course. Aint gonna talk about the mids or how screwed i am, will be. The Crush crew hit town yesterday(Fri) for filming. Started at far east where the loving couple alex and gwen were shopping and poor ben has to tag along. Jeff and xue were pretty weird while i had to try my best to fit in at the same time feeling neglected. Then proceeded to borders. I had to continually jostle for alex's attention and he keeps rejecting me. So my role kinda sucked. It made me feel really left out. Then went heeren to take neo print and then to nydc for the final take. Spent some time there trying to get jeff to smile and talk normally ha. Then rushed to meet up with alex mart and xx for F4 at Lido. Nothing spectular i must say. Its short for a marvel film and i would presume the sequel to be better. Jessica alba is hot though. The movie wont be the same without her seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I never supported London in anyway. Must have been some conspiracy theory between madrid and london to oust paris from hosting the olympics. I think the voting for olympic venue should include a wider range, larger group of people. London pales in comparison to paris in everyway. Britain pales in comparison to France in everyway. Its infrastructure is old and the environment is more polluted compared to paris. Culturally paris is definitely more appealing. Apart from that, london is home to 2 of the ugliest football clubs in the world, arsenil and chelski, which happens to be supported by a fat dick called adrian M.F tan. What was on my mind during the voting day was also the issue of terrorism. Britain, being the most loyal dog as always to the U.S, was the most likely among the five cities competing to get bombed by terrorists. In fact, paris is the safest place to hold any major event. There hasnt been any terror attacks in France and there wont be given france's opposition to the iraq war and independent foreign policy. Moscow had the threat of chechen rebels, Madrid is fresh from bomb blasts and New york from 9-11. With terrorism high on the agenda, i thought the obvious choice would be paris. The stupidity of the IOC members will unfortunantly be proven the next day. BOOM! 4 bomb blasts almost simultaneously in london's transport network. Blair, as capable as he is, has paid the price for being the lackey of Bush. Watch out Australia. It doesnt pay to be close to an idoit like bush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112092883010300162?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112092883010300162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112092883010300162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112092883010300162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112092883010300162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/being-lazy-piece-of-shit-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112075241906123570</id><published>2005-07-07T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:06:59.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Triple Fs? Actually i dont know. I am ever the optimist! I calculated i got 34.5 for chem which is half a mark away from O? They will round up! I boldly predict i shall get 30/40 for bio mcq! Then that will be O too! Then those will be an exact replica of my mids last year. It has been really difficult to pass anything in Jc. I have to stop being so calm. But the last minute culture has been instillled since secondary school. Anyway played bball as a class today. Its hard to believe we were actually doing sports as a class! me xx jeff dan xueyi chunying wang cheryl yueting nicole. Wah the netballers kept scoring man. My aiming is as usual always screwed. Nicole was mad. She's strong man, then can layup somemore. Xueyi was the poacher beneath the net. Its been so long man. Not played since the sec 2 sec 3 days when we played as class. Me and alex the 'predators' outside the box were actually the disruptors of a normal game usually doing stupid things. The pros were Jeep, bran and alvin i think. when being the team captain i would normally select one of them then fill the rest of the team up with nonsence ppl. Then it would be a one man attack while at the back we would form one line and slowly pass to one another. Usually mad with laughter of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112075241906123570?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112075241906123570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112075241906123570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112075241906123570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112075241906123570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/triple-fs-actually-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112049859584533831</id><published>2005-07-05T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T01:36:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching ECW one night only now. Yea miss the wrestling days, the days of Stone cold steve austin and the rock were memorable. Tv for a monday night has been good. The rock at 730 followed by desperate house wives and now some wrestling. O and roger federer is one class act man. His strokes are superb. Watched the wimbledon finals last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112049859584533831?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112049859584533831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112049859584533831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112049859584533831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112049859584533831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/watching-ecw-one-night-only-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112047542210303344</id><published>2005-07-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T19:10:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man i have had it with being labelled ps kia or whatever. CB think i dont wanna go out is it? Wah they go town so late then having dinner in orchard without the ability to bite is just stupid. Edwin being the more considerate one, asked me to come out after i ate my 'specialised' dinner at home. That would be 8 plus given the duration needed to prepare and cool the freaking porridge since i cant eat hot or cold stuff. By the time reach orchard nine plus play what shit? How to play lan? think can only play lan j*a*. Wah try to go out in the afternoon tmr la. Theres a truck load of vulgarities coming out now. O watch out! !@%$#@$#$%^&amp;%$$@$#^&amp;amp;^#@%$!%@$*^&amp;^()*)*_(*)(&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;&amp;^^$$@$!@#!#%"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;^^$$@$!@#!#%&lt;/a&gt;*^(*&amp;amp;)(*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112047542210303344?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112047542210303344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112047542210303344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112047542210303344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112047542210303344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/man-i-have-had-it-with-being-labelled.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112030773995535693</id><published>2005-07-02T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:35:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody fucking cooped up at home. Fucking missed so many things. CHMA on fri and Cat High home coming and soccer today. Just kept playing maple which was all i could do. So bloody lethargic, breakfast eat oats, the rest of the day eat porridge and drink barley. Some more have to eat 4 tablets and gurgle with shit after every meal. I really hate being so wise man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112030773995535693?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112030773995535693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112030773995535693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112030773995535693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112030773995535693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/bloody-fucking-cooped-up-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112022151190703870</id><published>2005-07-01T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:38:31.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, i was coated up wearing those surgery gowns and everything has to be covered, my hair my shoes. Then i was led to the operation room by Dr seah. He asked me: "Have u ever been bitten by red ants?" "In yr mouth?" Then he pulled out a needle containing anasthetic or something and jabbed my gums inside. Then he said the worst part is over. I was like fuck off man. He left for a while giving time for my anasthesia to take effect. Slowly i lost sensation in my lower right area of my mouth. The nurse then covered my eyes with a cloth. A few other nurses were like preparing the equipment and they were like laughing and chatting. I was going to get fucked, and they were doing this. Then Dr seah came back and started the surgery. Initially he was applying a hell lot of pressure on my wisdom teeth, pulling and yanking here and there. Then there were lots of funny noises, some clanging some cracking, then the unmistakable sound of sawing and drilling. The last part i was wondering what the hell he was doing, felt him pulling strings in and out. Turned out to be stitches. before i knew it he said the tooth had been removed. They said the op would be 20 mins long but think it took 5 mins for mine! They then came to the conclusion then wiser ppl get their wisdom teeth removed faster. Then i had to bite a gauze for like 2 to 3 hours, and have to take pain killers when neccesary and antibiotics after every meal. Once the numbness was gone, man the pain was shit. Quickly took pain killers when i reached home. Then i realised i am gonna have a shit load of time trying to eat. The moment i try to bite my teeth would touch the wound. So a diet of porridge and soup beckons for the next week i believe. Which leads me to wonder how am i going to go out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112022151190703870?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112022151190703870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112022151190703870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112022151190703870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112022151190703870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-i-was-coated-up-wearing-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-112018269098570919</id><published>2005-07-01T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T09:51:30.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna pluck my wisdom teeth in a few hours time. Being wise has its disadvantages i guess. Got 4 wisdom teeth man. Only gonna pluck 2 today though, the side that has been giving me a little discomfort. My only concern now is how i will be able to go out for the rest of the hols with a swollen face and a slightly screwed mouth! Will be the first surgery in my life even though it is a minor one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-112018269098570919?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/112018269098570919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=112018269098570919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112018269098570919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/112018269098570919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/07/gonna-pluck-my-wisdom-teeth-in-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111997834780492910</id><published>2005-06-29T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T01:05:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O by the way its 1 am now. Havent bothered to include time. Had chem paper 3 first. An instant deduction of 20 marks i guess. Dont really know how i would fare for this paper i am hoping for a pass... Then thought i could study finish all the formulas and stuff for maths during the one hour plus break. I was very wrong of course. On top of the lack of practice, i lacked the formulas plus a bad stomach and sleepiness. So it led to one of the most relaxing maths papers ever. The questions were quite hard even for those who prepared so well my paper was not very full. In between questions i was stoning and day dreaming, thinking bout life and stuff. Jeff said he would get lowest in class. I said i may get lowest in the whole level. Chilling to some music by red hot chilli peppers now. Good stuff of the old. Just finished &lt;em&gt;reading&lt;/em&gt; bio.  Just hoping for the best tmr... give me the final push master yoda... kinda slacking already ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111997834780492910?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111997834780492910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111997834780492910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111997834780492910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111997834780492910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-by-way-its-1-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111987594460148782</id><published>2005-06-27T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:39:05.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gp and bio paper 2 today. I expected to be massacred in bio but i guess i used some of master Yoda's force to prevent being massacred that badly. If only i had studied a few topics more... Gp is as usual unpredictable. I can feel like i have done badly but end up passing or feel like i did well but end up getting fucked. Did the children topic. Just hope the youth stuff is same as children. Mugging environment chem now. Just hope that all i have mugged will not go to waste. Gonna mug maths during break between chem and maths paper tmr. Hehe. May the force be with me ok and to everyone mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111987594460148782?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111987594460148782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111987594460148782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111987594460148782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111987594460148782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/gp-and-bio-paper-2-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111971490632452984</id><published>2005-06-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:55:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just hope i can apply all that has been mugged. I have to believe its possible to finish mugging bio in one day. Actually i mean starting from now. Anyhow i need divine intervention. "Use the force" i hear master Yoda telling me. Help me out my green friend. O and get master windu too. Give me the force to mug everything in my path jedi masters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111971490632452984?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111971490632452984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111971490632452984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111971490632452984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111971490632452984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-just-hope-i-can-apply-all-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111950336289929015</id><published>2005-06-23T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T13:09:22.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying to mug but its like the pace which i am going now and yesterday is the pace which i should have started with at the beginning of the hols according to a plan i drafted out at the beginning. And this pace is the fastest i have been going so far in the hols hehe. I am supposed to finish inorganic today and organic chem tmr hence leaving me with 2 days to mug the remaining 80% of bio topics. Math? O my. Still in a pretty relaxed mood though. Wonder why. O and i like it when mom is at home. Keeps stuffing me with food. I am like having 5 meals a day. Nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111950336289929015?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111950336289929015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111950336289929015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111950336289929015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111950336289929015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/trying-to-mug-but-its-like-pace-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111936208579265723</id><published>2005-06-21T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:54:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am dead or going to be. The bad thing is there isnt the slightest sign of panic or despair. The will to mug was lost halfway durin the hols i guess. Ah crap..... i just cant muggerfy myself!! Help me someone. I pray for a miracle. Master Yoda, train me in mugging please??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111936208579265723?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111936208579265723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111936208579265723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111936208579265723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111936208579265723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-dead-or-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111920050533771930</id><published>2005-06-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T01:01:46.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging can be quite tiresome aint it? Events yesterday: Woke up at 730 am left house at 750am knowing i have to reach buona vista at 810am. Heck it anyway. Since when did any maroonians besides jeff reached anywhere on time? Jeff reached there not just on time but half an hour early! And of course alex as usual the last to arrive, at 840 like that. So we took a bus to nus to play sppk. It was a 6 on 6 as someone on their side ps them. Jeff started as a keeper while wai alvin anchored the centre of defence, me the left winger, alex and bob hmm both on the right?? i didnt remember a striker at all!! Yup we were pinned back. I went a bit mad at first drifting all over the pitch left right centre trying to close them down. We defended admirably and had one or two chances but blew them and in the end a defensive mistake ended the first match. So sppk and another team played while we recharged ourselves. Second match against sppk. Keeper Alvin, DC: Wai and alex LW: me RW: bob MC: ivan FC: Jeff. Pinned back again. I think i was defending so deep most of the time at times even the last man! Then another defensive blunder settled the match. Then another team was playing and needed some ppl to fill up some positions. Me and bob decided to volunteer so as to end their match faster. The plan was to purposely make some mistakes in defence so that the other team would score. But we had too much integrity and skill for that we realised. So we actually tried to score the winning goal. Both me and bob were constantly attacking down the right flank. There can only be one outcome when the two gifted wingers of maroon play on the same flank! Victory! I made the runs from deep while bob was the advanced winger and their left flank was being destroyed by our mesmerising pace and sublime skill. Many times me and bob charged into the penalty area after fluid exchange of passes but only stunning last ditched tackles prevented either of us from grabbing a hat trick. Alas they couldnt withstand the pressure anymore and bob scored a rebound to settle the match. So for the final match against sppk we played futsal but i anyhow play so as to end the match faster to rush to harbor front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out to be the biggest outing for our class this year. Me jeff dan xx freddy james xueyi meng. Wasnt sure if meng xy and fred would come but they did! Siloso beach was packed like shit and all the volleyball courts were taken so we had to find a patch of sand to play by drawing an imaginary line. It was fun though. Fun for our side( me dan xx and xy) kicking their( jeff james meng and fred) sorry asses so hard i felt pain for them. Our free flowing creative style of play was too much for them. One glance to another person and we know its gonna be a disguised pass for a teammate. Kayaking next and we had 4 double pairings: me and meng, jeff and xy, dan and fred, james and xx. Kayaked individually for a while before we joined up. Tried to lie down for a while but xy and fred keep splashing water!!! Then some hilarious stuff man. Dan stole Jeff's paddle while splitting up. Fucking funny man. So xy had to do all the paddling while i saw jeff using his hands to paddle!! Then dan abandoned his kayak and leeched other kayaks haha saw him clinging on to xy and jeff's kayak. I laughed my balls off seeing fred trying to kayak alone with one end of his kayak pointing upwards due to dan's absence. Did some filming of us playing volleyball before we left. Jeff was in a hurry to attend his cousin's bday celebration so he took a cab and me and fred lom pang. I dropped off at outram park mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with bamboo and alex at shaw tower. Wanted to sneak but bamboo hum ji kia. Heard that batman returns was good. But never expected it to be that good! Undoubtedly the best batman film ever. There was a lot of exploration into the depth of batman's character, very much like spiderman. The actors were great. Liam neeson( Qui Gon), Michael Caine and Christian Bale played their roles perfectly. Not like the other batman films where u just  see batman kicking stupid asses around. The plot was intelligent and realistic. Alex and i however concluded that batman is a hypocrite! He vows never to kill but he still kills indirectly. "I wont kill u but i wont save u too." Cb kia right? Thats why we concluded further that batman dressed in dark is actually a sith too ha. Went to a nearby coffeeshop for dinner after that then went home while bamboo went clubbing. Bloody hell type so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111920050533771930?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111920050533771930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111920050533771930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111920050533771930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111920050533771930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogging-can-be-quite-tiresome-aint-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111902436237260132</id><published>2005-06-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:06:02.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Total madness man. Trying to coordinate 3 outings in one day. The soccer gang in the morning, the sentosa gang in the afternoon, then the movie gang at night. Must have sent more than a hundred sms today man. Yes still feeling strange blogging, recording my activities down.. ha. Anyway its time for maroon fc to show sppk just why we were tipped as favourites to win the tournament.  7 vs 7 full blooded. Yes the whole of maroon will turn up tmr except for xx. May the force be with us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111902436237260132?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111902436237260132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111902436237260132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111902436237260132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111902436237260132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/total-madness-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789317.post-111894465318472382</id><published>2005-06-17T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:57:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/320/ryangiggs1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/106/6429/200/ryangiggs.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best winger in the world. Just testing the add picture thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6789317-111894465318472382?l=manutdrules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/feeds/111894465318472382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6789317&amp;postID=111894465318472382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111894465318472382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6789317/posts/default/111894465318472382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manutdrules.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-winger-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Sek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905728133807268874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/06/6836030/3849954733535s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
