<?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-7116398</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:04:02.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harmoko=hari2 omong kosong</title><subtitle type='html'>Crapping all the way Since 1985 {Hari2 tanpa omong kosong = hari2 tanpa hidup, since all that come out of my mouth is crap and nobody wants to listen to my crap, so too bad, i shall just crap here and hope that somebody very suuay will stumble upon my crap and be influenced by my crap and eventually the whole world will be suuay too and read my crap and become crap like me too and this world will turn into crap, which is still better than it is now, according to my crap 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-7082816816428987716</id><published>2007-09-10T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:43:43.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy semester</title><content type='html'>lectures, lab work, tutorials, rushing reports, projects, school, home..............&lt;br /&gt;sums up my life now...&lt;br /&gt;no time for eventful stuffs, no time for thoughts, so nothing to report to blog wahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-7082816816428987716?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/7082816816428987716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=7082816816428987716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/7082816816428987716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/7082816816428987716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='busy semester'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-7039383509411273561</id><published>2007-05-13T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T06:52:16.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do i have the right, do we have the right....</title><content type='html'>to complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we in thaaat bad condition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of those ppl who face worse problems...or is it just self-deceit...&lt;br /&gt;but what about those who are better off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.....1 liter of tears is good.......&lt;br /&gt;so, do i still have the right to complain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-7039383509411273561?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-3862883019461838889</id><published>2007-05-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:37:28.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>making a comeback</title><content type='html'>it's been sooooooooooo long.... i didnt know we need to use gmail to log into blogspot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, it's vacation.......dunno what should i do with the spare time, so blogging comes to the rescue......&lt;br /&gt;i have started vacation job last friday, that's just 3 days after my last paper.....so fast, felt lucky finding a job so fast, not to mention it's near my house.........&lt;br /&gt;but man!!! it's such a drag......i dun like the job, maybe, i even hate the job.......&lt;br /&gt;i have to work on saturdays too....it means more $$$, which should be a good thing, but somehow, i'm not too happy with it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the enthusiasm is gone i guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i complaining too much.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-3862883019461838889?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/3862883019461838889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=3862883019461838889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/3862883019461838889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/3862883019461838889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2007/05/making-comeback.html' title='making a comeback'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-115608761589086031</id><published>2006-08-17T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:14:30.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-life crisis</title><content type='html'>I think i am having mid-life crisis now, i feel sooo useless &amp;amp; under-achieved, i let my folks down......how??? it sucks...................&lt;br /&gt;when im really in my mid life, what will i be having then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.....today is the day to sing '17 aug taon 45 itulah hari kemerdekaan kita'&lt;br /&gt;felix went to embassy, sooooooooooo funnnnnnnnnnny, funny coz it's felix&lt;br /&gt;17-08-1945, according to , i dunno what u call them, fengshui master? psychic?, which i read from dunno which particular source, is a bad day, which is no wonder the state- the state has always been in.....endless prob......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-115608761589086031?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/115608761589086031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=115608761589086031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115608761589086031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115608761589086031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/08/mid-life-crisis.html' title='Mid-life crisis'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-115597753423633346</id><published>2006-08-10T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T02:34:39.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau masih kekasihku</title><content type='html'>Best song in my list now man, so sad..the singer sings it soooo sadly........esp when he says 'sungguh2x menyiksaku' damn..... at first i tot the lyrics is a bit 'rou ma', but no!!! it's so so touchinggggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau masih kekasihku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Naff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jauh di lubuk hatiku&lt;br /&gt;masih terukir namamu&lt;br /&gt;jauh di dasar jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih kekasihku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisa ku tahan laju alir&lt;br /&gt;untuk semua kenangan yang berlalu&lt;br /&gt;hembuskan sepi&lt;br /&gt;merobek hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meski raga ini tak lagi milikmu&lt;br /&gt;namun di dalam hatiku sungguh engkau hidup&lt;br /&gt;entah sampai kapan&lt;br /&gt;ku tahankan rasa cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jauh di lubuk hatiku&lt;br /&gt;masih terukir namamu&lt;br /&gt;jauh di dasar jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih kekasihku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ku berharap semua ini&lt;br /&gt;bukan kekeliruan seperti yang kukira&lt;br /&gt;seumur hidupku&lt;br /&gt;akan menjadi doa untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jauh di lubuk hatiku&lt;br /&gt;masih terukir namamu&lt;br /&gt;jauh di dasar jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih kekasihku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andai saja waktu bisa terulang kembali&lt;br /&gt;akan kuserahkan hidupku di sisimu&lt;br /&gt;namun ku tahu itu takkan mungkin terjadi&lt;br /&gt;rasa ini menyiksaku&lt;br /&gt;sungguh sungguh menyiksaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jauh di lubuk hatiku&lt;br /&gt;masih terukir namamu&lt;br /&gt;jauh di dasar jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;engkau masih kekasihku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-115597753423633346?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/115597753423633346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=115597753423633346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115597753423633346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115597753423633346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/08/kau-masih-kekasihku.html' title='Kau masih kekasihku'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-115556083804497194</id><published>2006-07-30T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:47:16.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will it ever end?</title><content type='html'>My friend said it's a cursed land, is it? i tot it's supposed to be the opposite, it's green, it's rich n fertile, except that the ppl are just too dumb or too scheming? to make use of it.....i guess.....it's just endless, diseases, disasters, endless........ some ppl after suharto's down or after sby's up....shrugs&lt;br /&gt;within my short stay back here, i experienced 2 earthquakes, but since thx God the centre was somewhere in the sea (selat Sunda), and not i the middle of the city, all we felt was just the ground shaking, pretty huge, since even ppl on the ground floor could feel it and ran out of buildings...not something common in Jakarta....just barely a month after Djogja earthquake, then sulawesi, sumatra, tsunami in pangnadaran,then on n on n on......&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the earth crusts, blame it on geography, but why does it have to be directly, practically at every part of the country......cursed....no other way to explain....&lt;br /&gt;it's really sad, it's a nice place, except for the ppl, well...most of the ppl...some of the ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, steamboats eateries sucks in singapore.........now i know.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-115556083804497194?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/115556083804497194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=115556083804497194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115556083804497194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115556083804497194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-it-ever-end.html' title='Will it ever end?'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-115339164868254135</id><published>2006-07-17T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T03:35:09.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do ppl know it???</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder how do ppl know what they are kinda meant to do in their lives. I guess nobody really actually knows it. But I think I have heard a few, very few lucky ones who just kinda know, they don’t really consciously know, but it’s just there and they do it. It’s almost like the school medic in the show ‘sky high’, her power is x-ray eyes, so, it’s like she is meant to fix broken bones, no other job will suit her better. Lame example….but of course people dun really have to know what they are made to do, they can choose one and do well on it, equally the same. It’s like…my old man, if he doesn’t go into fishing, what will his career be then? He might be better off, who knows……if he just stick with electronics at that time, will he be a more loaded person or a less tense person or a happier n satisfied one for that matter? Or the opposite? Im sure lots of ppl have such thoughts before. It’s not a matter of successful career or not, it’s more of whether someone really feels so right about what he/she is doing. They feel great about what they do and rewarded with satisfying means of living aka money, that will be the perfect scenario! Btw, somehow to me $$$ = success…..it’s not that im complaining about a job or a business which I have no interest or passion or whatsoever,as long as it gives me $$$, I will stick with it. But the thing is, isn’t it nice to know or somehow get into something in which you have a knack for and be successful ($$$)…..no need to be extremely rich, but if that can be achieved why not, as long as basics need met, get the things I like and enjoy, which don’t cost much, I am talking about me here…..emergencies can be faced with greater assurance…..life, no matter what, have to be practical about it….damn I always sidetrack, the thing is…if I am one of those fortunate ones who just somehow subconsciously know….how nice………….but im not…..and im not young anymore, no more a teeny….now I know being teeny is the best, just like kei said, the period of time when you don’t need to be responsible and still have ppl to run to but have the brain to do things the way you like on your own. Back to me being not young anymore, I must think what I want to do next man…..or at least learn, or at least know what the real thing is like…so far my life has been too structured, im not complaining about rigid structures, but the real thing’s not like that….am I thinking too much like my frens always say? They say life will take its own course naturally, eventually, so no worry, but…….a person still got to do something to make things happen right…………………………so..back to the question…wot to do? And how do I know it’s gonna turn out alright…….just alright…………….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-115339164868254135?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/115339164868254135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=115339164868254135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115339164868254135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115339164868254135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-do-ppl-know-it.html' title='How do ppl know it???'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-115491994115514469</id><published>2006-07-14T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:07:12.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back &amp; Bored</title><content type='html'>I am back….to blog….after long long disappearance….so this can only mean one thing….I AM DAMNED DAMNED BORED…..cos…….i am back in Indo, alooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee……..DAMN….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-115491994115514469?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/115491994115514469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=115491994115514469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115491994115514469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/115491994115514469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-bored.html' title='Back &amp; Bored'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114879358275375818</id><published>2006-05-27T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:31:16.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me hypocrite</title><content type='html'>Felix said that i only dare to scold behind a person's back, when that person is right in front of me i will be most friendly as if im expecting some kind of tips.......eeerrr actually yah lar,weeks ago, i caught flu from my cousin who came to s'pore and stayed at my house, the worst thing was the flu came with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vertigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after effect...again.....n i was in the exam period....again.....then i was cursing and cursing him like nobody's business but whenever he phoned i sounded nice......&lt;br /&gt;eh,.....am i somekind of hypocrite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114879358275375818?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114879358275375818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114879358275375818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114879358275375818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114879358275375818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/05/felix-said-that-i-only-dare-to-scold.html' title='me hypocrite'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114864939484030637</id><published>2006-05-26T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T06:18:48.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ometimes i wonder if 'feelings' is actually a curse that God has put upon human race, as in a curse that comes along after those idiots called adam n eve ate that fruit....actually, adam-eve is a super crappy story....my point is 'feelings' as in emotion, maybe a curse, what if we are like robots, programmed.....we humans in a way is kinda programmed too right, with all that genetic and environment and blablabla...what if we are numb, i guess life will be less less less complicated and less uneasy...what is the feeling of numb...i wanna feel &lt;strong&gt;numb&lt;/strong&gt;.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114864939484030637?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114864939484030637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114864939484030637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114864939484030637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114864939484030637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/05/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114338530260355120</id><published>2006-03-26T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:08:12.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old man</title><content type='html'>old man in india wont marry till he finnish highest school age 72..36 yrs trying...the wonder of human determination...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114318526075945575</id><published>2006-03-23T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:40:40.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things to ponder</title><content type='html'>'At the end of the day, everybody's gonna die &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;'Life is but a dream for the dead'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, how true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114318526075945575?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114318526075945575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114218470206190114</id><published>2006-03-12T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:46:36.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;current situation: very busy and stagnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to City Lion hotel a few days ago to eat some good deal of roasted peking duck buffet, which means, i got to travel to paya lebar station.........where i used to go to every morning about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;years ago........hated, no, more of siianz of that place then, geeez.....now,there's something about the whole place that i miss...................&lt;br /&gt;thank God for another year, nothing much as usual, no party, just very nice bday cakeS and 'happy bday' s , ang bao from parents.bday presents will be late as usual. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, there is one punctual one this year, i got a parcel from Jeff! darn, made me go all the way to post office just to collect it. Dev sms me earlier asking wot i wanted for my bday and said that she would send through air-mail too, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nv b4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in 18 yrs man!!!! guess she just misses me too much.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch brokeback mountain with kei that night, we purposely waited till that friday to watch it cos sucky s'pore movie panel decided to grade it R-21, and u now wot, the guy at the tix counter dun even ask for our id.......wtf..........a slow show,chey! after all those big hu-has we made about finally seeing how gays are getting it on, good acting n story, the show is basically one word: sad, soooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am one of those unlucky ones tagged by Dev, and i'm supossed to write about 'The perfect lover", to continue this stupid chain started by dunno which lamer,whatever, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice broad chest, tall, it's just one of the most appealing features;it's really amazing how big boys can grow into &lt;li&gt;Nice &amp;amp; not too big tight asses &lt;li&gt;solid body &lt;li&gt;Possess rational thinking....like me, no 古怪脾气, no male-chauvinist &lt;li&gt;hairless boy is a minus point, not hairless as in bald, some bald men are sexy &lt;li&gt;He talks, can talk to me, same frequency &lt;li&gt;can cook, something hot about guys who cook &lt;li&gt;爽脸, of course lar.......i'm a superficial bitch &lt;li&gt;like me no matter how ugly i am &lt;li&gt;has $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a girl:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;overly girly girls can just fuck off &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;act-cute whinny girls can just shut the hell up &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;manja 'pampered' girls are also out &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rational thinking, no pms &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some tinch of masculanity, dunno why, or maybe as long as just not the '我是弱女子' type &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poised looking no matter what she wears, mature, like the gal i used to see everyday at the bus stop when i was working &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;same frequency &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has $$$, hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh, it's similar for boys and girls eh, boring, maybe i nv really think much about it.......&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfect lover = don't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, according to the rule of this chain, i have to choose the next ppl to continue this thingy......ppl whom i thought bo liao enough to do it: minghui, jeff, liam, kei, emily, enough? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k...job's done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114218470206190114?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114218470206190114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114218470206190114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114218470206190114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114218470206190114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-ramblings.html' title='Random ramblings'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114088955928232465</id><published>2006-02-25T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:22:50.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly, are we deceiving ourselves?</title><content type='html'>Honestly, when we say 'it doesnt matter', 'live for the moment', 'everything's gonna be fine', 'just dun care','jus dun think too much', 'dun think about it', 'enjoy'........wotever.....are they for real? is that how we really feel, just as wot we said.......or are we deceiving ourselves? If so, does it make us feel better then....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ppl say 'everything's gonna be fine' when things are not fine, otherwise they wont say it.................&lt;br /&gt;the problem wont go away, the pain, the disease will still be there, the worry still haunts.......&lt;br /&gt;maybe when we're saying those words, we wont or try not to think about the reality, but no matter wot, no matter how far we toss those troubles, no matter how calm we think we are, the fact that, that pinch of ache still lingers somewhere like a stubborn stain that forces to stay on no matter how hard we try to get rid of it, still stays.......maybe faint but very very taunting &amp;amp; exasperating.....u cant feel 100% okay with that.....&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, that shit's still gonna kill us.....&lt;br /&gt;life's like that......&lt;br /&gt;the joy of happiness in life is great but even greater is the pain of sufferings&lt;br /&gt;people say live and enjoy the greatness in life, but when you weigh the good and bad, sometimes it gets a person thinking if you rather pass on the good just to stop the bad so that you and the people you care for wont have the chance to be hurt......&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm thinking too much.....again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114088955928232465?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114088955928232465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114088955928232465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114088955928232465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114088955928232465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/honestly-are-we-deceiving-ourselves.html' title='Honestly, are we deceiving ourselves?'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114054170196900608</id><published>2006-02-21T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:37:29.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dyed my hair.....again</title><content type='html'>am i addicted....i couldnt resist....do it once, do it twice, again n again...no more man, no more......from black to red to brown to orange.....eh...actually not much....but too much for me!!!!! wot if the chemicals seep into my skull, n my brain goes wrong,or my hair all get sick, the $$$ too......in the 1st place how can i be so insane spending on hair..........arrrgggh....&lt;br /&gt;this time round i dyed orange n yellow...i dun really like ler...i think red is still the colour for me....&lt;br /&gt;the $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$, ooooohhh to the hoooorrrrrroooorrrr!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;next colour target is: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with 3 distinct stripes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or maybe &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;the point is my next colour will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....no more colouring my whole head senselessly, no more becoming poisonous mushroom.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the red on my hair man, i really do, heeeeekssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114054170196900608?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114054170196900608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114054170196900608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114054170196900608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114054170196900608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dyed-my-hairagain.html' title='I dyed my hair.....again'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114042895282035699</id><published>2006-02-20T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:47:46.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't throw things away</title><content type='html'>i was cleaning my cupboard today, planned to throw away all the un-used ones so that my cupboard wont be soooooooooo cluttered up anymore...or at least, not cluttered up with my stuff. I was damned sure that most of the stuff are dev's, her stuff that she buy then dun like then dun use anymore and she left here and can just heck care about them....i shared cupboard with her btw, and planned to separate hers &amp;amp; mine because wotever that's hers she left here cant be worn anymore which was why they're left there in the 1st place........&lt;br /&gt;I thought i got very little clothes, which was why i always use dev's, but now that i cant use hers, i planned to buy more shirts......&lt;br /&gt;ended up, i found out that she has thrown wotever hers that she didnt wear liao, all that's left of hers only take up small fraction of the whole space....It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my clothes, too many!!!!! to think i still plan to buy somemore......buuuut, most are un-usable lar......most are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;free t-shirts from pri, sec, jc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;class t-shirts made of very sucky material so i dun wear them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;old home clothes that i used to wear so often and wash so often till they got so thin and on the verge of tearing and since i love them so much i stopped wearing to prevent them from tearing....till now.......wot happen? all now got yellowish spots........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;old uniforms, but that's very little, so dun matter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shirts i used to wear when i was younger, a bit small, but still can wear, but since not so comfortable so they are practically nv been worn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;All these, some turn yellowish, some got yellow spots, some got these mouldy smell......yikes....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but still, i cant throw them away, just cant, dunno why lar........like i cant bear to throw.......but keep for wot siah............just dump them ah, or wot/ give my ma and use them as mopping cloth ah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cannooooooooooooooooooooot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lar.......hiiiiieeeehh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114042895282035699?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114042895282035699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114042895282035699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114042895282035699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114042895282035699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-throw-things-away.html' title='Can&apos;t throw things away'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114042425072529173</id><published>2006-02-19T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:13:01.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As we grow up</title><content type='html'>i dun know if i have tok about this b4, cos i got the tendency to repeat things to people, i think even to com.........i used to like to do a lot of things, i used to find many things amusing, i used to be more enthu just about anything, but no more now, gradually, i lost interest in those things.......i used to really like to read comic books, jap type, english type, chinese version, indon version, i even read in thai version cos my ex-roommate is a thai, i didnt understand of course, but because it's comic so there's no barrier,errm, that's not called read, that's called see pic, yah......everybody loves comics, i did, i still read them though, only if i am lying on the bed having nothing better to do or when i sit on the toilet bowl or something, no more looking forward to the next issue of those comics, no more asking the guy who sells them when the new ones coming, no more, besides the price has tripled since the 97 econ. crisis, so, no more.....&lt;br /&gt;i used to draw also, surprising eh, not 'drawing' it's more of 'doodling', doodles on any papers; the back of torn-out daily calendar, my pa's useless doc papers, textbooks, exercise books, classroom tables, doodle about anything, the cartoon/comic characters i watched/see, ppl n things i saw, n i htink they are not so bad piece of work, but no more now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as we grow up...life's not so amusing anymore, somehow, why ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114042425072529173?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114042425072529173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114042425072529173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114042425072529173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114042425072529173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/as-we-grow-up.html' title='As we grow up'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114027052082905120</id><published>2006-02-19T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T02:58:56.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o, break is finally here, it's been so long since i come here to blog. Busy lar, busy with work, but other than that, my mind has been very preoccupied because many things are going on lately....still on my mind, but at least minus the work load......&lt;br /&gt;geeeezzz, so much to comment, so much to vomit out.....really, these stuffs are easier 'said' here than to people.....not because it's secret or something, i have a no secret policy, it's just that toking about them over here feels more 爽，maybe i got very bad communication skill.....i think i do, ppl got bored around me i guess cos i'm not good at talking......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o, the current situation is : &lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; rain, rain, rain, not so much in s'pore, the rain is just way too big, flood in indo, slides in phillipines, these kind of natural disasters seem to be more and more frequent, bad, bad, haiiiz... &lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; looks like the prospect of this sem is gonna be even lousier as compared to the last sem, i guess i have choosen the wrong modules.....lesson learnt &lt;strong&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;dun just choose modules just because they give you the slackest timetable possible&lt;strong&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; and, what is wrong with the censor panel in s'pore man, all the movies seem to be nc-16, m-18, R-21...Brokeback mountain is r-21, what the fuck, i really looked forward to this movie as kinda the 'highlight' of my break week only to find out a day b4 the holiday from miuw2 that it's r rated.....wot the hell, it's not as if they are gonna show the jake. g &amp; heath. L sodomise each other or something, eerrrm, no right? will they? eeerrrmmm, aaargh, i wanna see even more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd so, dev has gone to melbourne, it feels weird, there is one person less at home, although most of the time she was out of the house with her frens when she was still in s'pore, even when she's at home she just sat there at one corner of the room playing the com.....but u know, that one thing over that corner, if suddenly's not there, you will feel weird. Hahhaha, i make her sounds as if she is some 花瓶......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;palign="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;+points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;less irritating strands of hair found when floor mopping (90% decrease of fallen hairs found at home!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1 person less to be ordered around (not that it's easy to ask for her help&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;no more hogging of toilet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;nobody sleep beside me,scary ler&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;more nice food to eat, cos if she's around, she will eat all up w/o leaving some for other ppl, so sai!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;less clothes to wear, cos i always use hers frm top to bottom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;no more pms wrath from her, she sucks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;no one to fight side by side with when the cockraches invade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;no waste of electricity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;waking up felix at 5.55 am becomes my job, wtf,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;one person less to fight the com with&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;whenever the com konk-up, she will be the one going busy, i will just wait and see and use it again, no more such previledge now&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;sms-ing her will dry up my bucks faster, no free overseas sms ler&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on, so it doent mean that there are more -vities....no....just too lazy to type somemore......and sleepy....havent slept much lately....but i dun want to sleeeeeep.....a waste of break time......it's always like this, when i'm not supposed to sleep cos of some work, i would gladly give any shit just to sleep, now when i have all the time in the world to sleep, i dun wan to, even when i am already sleepy, like now....... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114027052082905120?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114027052082905120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114027052082905120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114027052082905120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114027052082905120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/break-finally_19.html' title='Break finally'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-114034208748057033</id><published>2006-02-19T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:14:09.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost of You</title><content type='html'>I never said I'd lie and wait forever&lt;br /&gt;If I died, we'd be together&lt;br /&gt;I can't always just forget her&lt;br /&gt;But she could try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Or the last thing I see&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;br /&gt;And all the smiles that are ever ever...&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the feeling that you're never&lt;br /&gt;All alone and&lt;br /&gt;I remember now&lt;br /&gt;At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies&lt;br /&gt;She dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Or the last thing I see&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Could I? should I?&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;br /&gt;And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;br /&gt;And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me&lt;br /&gt;For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fall&lt;br /&gt;If I fall (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Or the last thing I see&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;br /&gt;And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Never coming home&lt;br /&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;br /&gt;And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me&lt;br /&gt;For all the ghosts that are never gonna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bad bad war, tsk, tsk, tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-114034208748057033?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/114034208748057033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=114034208748057033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114034208748057033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/114034208748057033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/02/ghost-of-you.html' title='The Ghost of You'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113763884218855540</id><published>2006-01-23T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T02:39:46.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digi cam to make-up</title><content type='html'>i want a digital camera.........hope that some kind soul will give me one so i dun have to spend on this unecessaty......hint, hint.......so that i can take photos, photos of my holidays, if i ever go for one, photos of yucky twits i see on the streets, photos of suai ge-s, the guys we stalk, so that i can take as many as i can &amp; choose the nice ones &amp;amp; discard the shitty ones, so that no $ wasted developing shitty photos, unlike using light camera, wait, i dun even have normal camera, so that i can practise taking photos, practise till my hand is steady and dun shake, so that i can be a narcissist like serene &amp; dev &amp;amp; take photos of myself in different poses &amp; put up in msn, so that i can photoshop my own photos n upload it in frenster or wholivenearyou or online dating services, yah, photoshop like xiaxue, take photos of myself in different form n style of make-ups, if people give me the make-up free, &amp;amp; photoshop,again, &amp; 'dun-wan-face' (direct translation of bu yao lian) post in in blog, like xiaxue, again, the wonder of digi-cam......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about make-up, is it good? i duno, my ah ma says 'nang shi qit hun da ban sha hun nang cai' = 'a person is 70% eeerrr... make-up...? (da ban = make-up &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;), 30% talent'. i guess, maybe, i hate to say its right, so i say, yah, i guess it's not wrong, afterall we live in superficial world, sucks! i'm superficial, i like to see beauty &amp;amp; handsomy, who dont. So, make-up, like lipstick, mascara, eye-shadow, blusher, eye-blusher, is there such thing as eye blusher? basically chemicals ppl put on the face, obviously, the word 'chemical' means 'make-up no good to skin', yea....they suck in your natural colour, as in the old chinese story, the yao jing sucks in your 'qi', thats what many ppl say, so it's true, yup, just see women who is on long-term/life-term commitment with make-up, they look ghastly pale w/o them. bleh, this is not my main point, my main point is make-up....how to say ah...u see, if a person is ugly, then if he/she put make-up, he/she may become prettier or uglier, wotever it is, if she/he does become prettier, then if she/he dun have them on, ppl will comment that person is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uglier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in real face, if he/she after dolling-up become worse, he/she will also be labelled as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;uglier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; if that person is good looking, then if he/she put make-up, same case as above, buuttttt, if that ugly person doesnt put on make-up, ppl will just say he/she is ugly, but not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uglier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, if that good-looking person doesnt put on make-up, ppl wil still say he/she handsome/pretty, but nv will say he/she is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uglier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; w/o or with make-up....see, the word is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uglier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! just pointing out the funny thing about make-up.&lt;/span&gt; of cos if u r ugly, ppl will say u r uglier than this person, uglier than that person, but if u jus dun make anything to urself, u will nv be said to be uglier than u already are, but just ugly, again, the word here is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uglier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, is make up necessary? just look at Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance, ppl always label him as good looking, not me, not with his 'goth' look-black mascara, make ur eyes look like u nv sleep for years, a bit red &amp; super pale like vampire, but that's the idea about being gothic, for me, not ugly, but i'm so not into his look either, then, i saw him in MCR's video of The Ghost of You, he is dressed as soldiers in uniform in the WWII, with sleek neat haircut, combed, w/o thick pale powder, black mascara &amp;amp; greasy hair, plus, plus, he is in uniform, hey, u know wot, he can be good looking, he is good looking, jus see the pic, although they are lousy pic, but enough for comparison..... So.....make up is so so not necessary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/thb880b0da.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="129" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/thb880b0da.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/th0e02caba.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="155" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/th0e02caba.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ---------------&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/gway3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="137" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/gway3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;left : super make-up, pui, this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is not the most hideous yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is 40% awful, just lazy to find the 100% ugly one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;middle : mild make-up, not bad, esp with his white teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;right : minimum make up, he has to put on some, he is on video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the diff?&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/gway3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113763884218855540?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113763884218855540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113763884218855540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113763884218855540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113763884218855540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/01/digi-cam-to-make-up.html' title='Digi cam to make-up'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113655801663982374</id><published>2006-01-06T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T06:34:53.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..interesting....to me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hmm....intereeesting!!...to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/png010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/320/png010.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gapura menuju zona bebas antara RI - PNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo courtesy of Djay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;border between Papua New Guinea &amp;amp; Indonesia, i wanna go there one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113655801663982374?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113655801663982374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113655801663982374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113655801663982374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113655801663982374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmmminterestingto-me.html' title='hmmm..interesting....to me....'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113627201743711778</id><published>2006-01-02T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:17:56.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ramblings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored, is there anything i can do besides blogging...&lt;br /&gt;i am still homesick, partially-home sick, cos most of my family are here, not as bad as compared to when i was alone here....&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i am going to run in the morning, do sit ups to have nice bod and ass, yeahhh.....&lt;br /&gt;and planning next sem time table is so headache, clash here and there.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i am wondering if i should just type in indo language, i am more comfortable n fluent in it than english, not that i am very good at it, but better than my english lar, obviously, but then not all can understand, but then again, not much ppl bother to read, since it's for me, myself &amp;amp; i, so i shall then, wtf, hell, wot the hell am i typing now then....&lt;br /&gt;i agree with kei, uni life is like nothing, i mean not nothing as in chicken foot, it's nothing as in blank, whatever we hate about school is taken away, but whatever nice about school is taken away too......&lt;br /&gt;n she is obsessed over death, just see her entry &amp;amp; decided to turn religious, she said it is proven that ppl with faith live longer, it is also the way to gain the answers to the unknowns, Auf once said that to be able to return to the Creator, Sensen said to have somebody to guide us in after-life.....see! very high % of my frens said the same thing, see also how small my circle of frens, bleh, so all are about death eh? i dunno, not that i dun believe in religion or anything, but when it comes to death, i rather it be the science way, dead n that's it, ur energy of life recycled back into the whole ecology system, bye2 n the end. No souls, no spirit, no ghost, no after-life, no heaven, no hell, no reincarnation, full stop. I mean if there are such things, of cos everybody wants heaven, but will it be good if u r in heaven while being aware too that ur family, parents, frens, whoever u care about is in hell, burnt, tortured, boiled in hot pipping cauldron, if there is reincarnation, u wont be in the same family, i guess, although most prob u wont remember a shit, n if there are ghosts/spirits, it means they are around, means we kinda know and we dunno when they are there invisible, knowing whatever we are doing, u know what im hinting at, hur-hur....but, religion is good, having faith is good, but not too obsessive lar, otherwise u will end up in fbi's 'top most wanted list, dead or alive'.....n religion, sometimes, i wonder if ppl just following it in a....wot u call it, i duno.....'blind' way, or do they really believe n understand n agree with the whole concept? because, if they are not blindly following, then i dunno why they agree n jus obey with some ideas which are obviously sooo non-sense n just wrong, to me at least, or maybe i'm just soooo not open-minded, close-minded, haha....some jus follow their parents, like me!!! so not realy religious eh, so me is the being-pulled-along kind.....religion, not all they teach are right, just follow what is right n good for ourselves lar....of course everybody knows that....n why am i toking about this.....crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113627201743711778?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113627201743711778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113627201743711778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113627201743711778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113627201743711778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2006/01/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113604165367515699</id><published>2005-12-31T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:46:39.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>closure of 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;closure of 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not adaptable, if one day earth dies and somehow we can get to escape to Mars for a new life, i'll be dead all the same and the 1st one.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's last day 0f 2005, pretty okay year, lets recap, what have happened within this 1 year.....nothing much... my achievement.....piercing ears counted? ...walau,loser....&lt;br /&gt;haiz, so,....&lt;br /&gt;here's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; top 5 movies of 2005&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;not in order, too lazy to rank....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Kung Fu Hustle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;to me, very funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;very cool fighting, especially the two blind musicians, the kicker, the 'fairy', the noodle uncle, the land lady, yah, basically all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;typical stephen chow, i like, so wot...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kungfu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="416" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kungfu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;phrases to learn: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ai shi geng tian de&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yow mo bing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ley lok souk mou, mou em pa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Not Another Teen Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;low budget, can see that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crude, n dirty(actually not so lah), but i like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;funny......'patrons to teeny shows will appreciate this show more (bring it on, 10 things i hate about you, grease, american beauty,never been kissed, almost famous, she's all that, n i tot mean gals, but cant be since this show is the earlier one) -----as the title suggests,it's a mock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/natm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand" height="299" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/natm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nice n remaerkable composition of songs and poems&lt;/p&gt;sample:&lt;br /&gt;poem -- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 things i love about janey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by ricky lipman&lt;/span&gt; (cant remember all, it's just sample)&lt;br /&gt;i love it when janey talk, i love it when janey walk&lt;br /&gt;i love it when janey bla bla, i love it when janey bla bla (repeat 3x)&lt;br /&gt;i love it when janey says 'see u in english class'&lt;br /&gt;i love to collect janey's strands of hair, n make them into little janey hairball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song -- like the 'Grease' style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0000477/"&gt;Catherine&lt;/a&gt;: [During song] So what if we have the same mother. Tonight I'm gonna Fuck my Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0573097/"&gt;Mitch&lt;/a&gt;: Getting pussy, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0505949/"&gt;Bruce&lt;/a&gt;: Even if it with dirty slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0403134/"&gt;Ox&lt;/a&gt;: True love is what I want the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0324330/"&gt;Fat Short Order Cook&lt;/a&gt;: I just jerked off in your French toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0725091/"&gt;Malik&lt;/a&gt;: I'm only in this song because I'm the black guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Sky High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;either my brain is screwed up by Felix or psychoed by Kei, to like this kiddo nonsense,nothing more to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/skyhigh_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/320/skyhigh_bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;conclusion:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my girlfriend became my arch enemy, my arch enemy became my best friend, my best friend became my girlfriend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Deuce Bigalow: the European Gigolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hilarious, to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stupidly funny, funnily stupid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;many lessons learnt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/deucebigaloweuropeangigolo_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/400/deucebigaloweuropeangigolo_earlyposter.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/deucebigaloweuropeangigolo_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from that litte black kiddo, he's most handsome in da show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;whatever, i bet that thing doesnt even work, you stupid he-bitch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it was some weird guy, he was trying to touch my balls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Finding Neverland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;just...nice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the dog, the dog, it's so ooorhhh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/findingneverland_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/200/findingneverland_bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;carry 1 very important msg:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life sucks n unfair, the only way to survive---keep on cheating urself, in a nice way of course&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;movies may be watched legally and expensively in the movies or watched illegaly but wonderfully cheap or even free event hough a bit outdated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am just bored, homesick n bleh on a new year's eve, so loooong 2005.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113604165367515699?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113604165367515699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113604165367515699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113604165367515699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113604165367515699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/12/closure-of-2005.html' title='closure of 2005'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113557096741897130</id><published>2005-12-25T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:34:02.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/xmastree2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning my old house at kampung angus which had not been cleaned for 2 years, on xmas day, how nice! so yah imagine the dust, cobwebs and wotever can be found in an abandoned house, maybe got pulled by frens to church would be better, and this xmas tree is for the ppl i know whom i didnt send e-greeting cards, because i know, either they dun check their emails or they told me b4 they dun like e-greeting, seems like i always know how to make excuses for myself. But i know many wont get to see it cos very little ppl bother to come n read my crap anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113557096741897130?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113557096741897130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113557096741897130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113557096741897130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113557096741897130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/12/ho-ho-ho-merry-christmas.html' title='ho ho ho merry christmas'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113565756161742712</id><published>2005-12-24T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:58:48.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x mas eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;xmas eve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to use the busway, asking ppl on the road, how to buy the tix n directions, turned out htat busway rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;airconditioned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;safe boarding and alighting, even safer than the mrt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no jam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no robbers, how about pickpockets, hmmm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;easy, wont get lost, with fiixed terminals/stations, just like MRT, the only diff is it's a bus.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheap, same price for all distance, just like the student fare mrt card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no smoke, no CO, no dust, less risk of lung cancer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....all the qualities that nv been found b4 in any of the modes of transportation in jakarta! cant wait till they opened up new routes, i may not need to get a car or a bike to travel around next time if i really come back here to live. Till then, hope not much price hike, those idiotic robbers have yet to find ways to terrorise commuters like they do in normal buses.....i think the drivers dressed too formal, with ties n suits, u think wot, pilots? hahaha, just find this point rather amusing....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Busway- it's good, and the city should build more, FASTER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/busway11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/200/busway11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/busway64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/200/busway64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/busway21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/200/busway21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/lbuslaunch2wy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/200/lbuslaunch2wy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see wot i mean by overdressed? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/buswaybigplan3nx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/buswaybigplan3nx.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/buswaybigplan3nx.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/400/buswaybigplan3nx.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the plan, all the routes they are planning to build, somehow i doubt it will turn out like planned, knowing the authorities here, Line 2 or 3 that is now under construction is pretty much different from original design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I take the 1st one, Kota to Blok M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope there is one passing Mangga Dua, the best place in Jakarta, best shopping haven, computer centre, all u wan, u can get there, even fat nadia knows 'two mangoes' --&gt; direct translation. I swear i saw one under construction there, but the ppl here said i got cocked eye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wot happen to mrt, monorail, brt?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ppl mock at the authorities' decision to make busway, to cut narrow the roads to make a lane especially just for busway, in the already so packed, so jammed up roads in Jakarta, but there are reasons,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to decrease traffic jam, ironically&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to decrease the cars, decrease pollution, nice try man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more traffic order, by slowly doing away with the old types like mikrolet, bus, maybe bajaj&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;affordable, on-time, safer transportation for the public&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;orderly jakarta? very very hard to imagine, and chaos is its forte, anyway, this post got nothing to do with xmas eve, just like the title suggest, why? cos no qi fen here this year, sucks lar..... there is still tv with ppl singing xmas songs and opera n angmoh shows, but some bozzo made me stick with the phone till so late n i miss those shows.....the point is i know how to get around here already! have myself a merry little christmas......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113565756161742712?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113565756161742712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113565756161742712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113565756161742712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113565756161742712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/12/x-mas-eve.html' title='x mas eve'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113541982370139939</id><published>2005-12-15T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T05:58:14.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another rubbish which makes sense.....to me.....at least</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another rubbish which makes sense ...... to me ...... at least .......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the ppl in this country has become too shitty, morally, personally, characteristically, wotever, so much so that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14 out of 16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;TV channels available in Indo have to show dramas on Islam, Islam, n Islam, n how u should repent.....not discriminating or insulting or anything, but if I'm still living in Indo, I will feel as it's Ramadhan the whole year round, because usually, only during the fasting month, all those shows with religious msg come in, but now, it's everyday, every morning, every afternoon, n every night. It's not a bad thing right, but I think it's kinda sickening, when the act is so fako, not the bad acting, it's the too good to be true characters, pleeeease, nobody is so morally upright and not be mad when provoked, tortured, treated unfairly again &amp; again, yeah, that's basically the whole storyline of most of such shows like sai right, as if having the same theme ahows everyday is not bad enough ;The super duper religious characters will be bullied by some bad guys, again n again, but those supposedly-saints nv get angry, patience and be brave, leave all of the matters and fate to the great one above, leave it to the one above, dun do anything, let them bully somemore and dun retaliate, over time, somehow, the bad guys will repent and all forgiven a nd live happily ever after, wtf. Maybe it's really cos of how crappy n inhuman the whole society is getting into, n of course with all bombings, cant blame them if they really need to straighten out some term like jihad via the media. Btw, there is this guy, killed his old mother, lied to the police, but of course he was caught eventually, he killed his mother for wot? For Rp150000, about S$30, maybe a huge sum for many, but certainly, not a huge sum to hurt ur old mother, let alone kill her, the worst thing is that the $ is for him to get himself a whore, for one night, n how long he is jailed? 15 years, wow. Maybe it's just the law here, but then I tot of another case, corruption of a governor, worth Rp 1 billion, I dunno how much damage n how bad the effect is, anyway that guy got life imprisonment, is it fair, I know in China he's definitely already dead by now, but then again, one is money n one is a life, a mother's life, I dunno lar. It makes me think of another thing, anyway, it's a common thought, is money the root of all evil? Cos they all come down to money, cos of money, families slaughter each other, bodies are chopped, etc. Maybe in the end $ is the solution, not ultimate solution, but at least there will be much less of such murders that happen everyday here, cos I notice, these things happen mostly in the less loaded ppl n environment. I maybe wrong, but at least that is what I observed so far. $ cant buy everything but no $ also cannot do anything, too little $ no good, too much is nv bad right, or is it. So I guess, yah, at least with more $, the tendency to kill will be less, but then again, man is insatiable, if all ppl can be like me, so sensible, the world will be a better place siah, hiehiehiehiehie. N, if I'm not mistaken, animals dun prey for more if they are not hungry and when they are full, humans on the other hand nv stop to pursue for more, more n more, especially, when it comes to $, I'm one of them I think, but of course not to the extent of killing my own uncle n dump his corpse in the well or engaging a dukun/bomoh to curse somebody to death, haiz ..... so much for being the more intelligent, developed and civilized species, homosapiens sounds shitty to me actually. But then again, $ may mean so much more to some ppl for wotever reason or some background/experience, if u know wot I mean, n but then again, $ is a result of civilization, however $ is the reason those barbaric acts, however again, money does contribute hugely to progress oriented society, which is not a good thing, so the problem isn't really money right? Human is the problem, me ,u , everybody. So many but thens in this world, this world is so very complicated, nothing is straightforward, maybe it's humans who make things complicated and sucky, so humans sucks, me n u sucks. Talking about humans sucks, man, I can go on and on about this shit I'm crapping, it reminds me of the phrase in Chinese which means '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be human is to suffer'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, actually this saying is in tune with the Buddhist principle, which says if somebody is sinful or has not attain nirvana, enlightment, does that mean ppl who attain nirvana= ppl who has no sin or vice versa? Hmmm, I think im messed up about this, hmmmm, but anyhow, that person will be reincarnated to live in this world again, to be animals, humans, anything, according to degree of sins, this is where karma comes in, everything in this world will face sufferings, only to different extent for different individuals. That's why the old ppl like to say '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all the babies cry when they come to this world, why, because hardship n suffering awaits them in this world, if the baby dun cry, it's because he/she is dead n dun need to face this cruel shit world'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; How right! make sense to me, although my frens say it's nonsense, I think it's so very true, in fact I think it's a part of law of nature actually. So it also mean, to give birth will mean to bring hardship to a life, all parents will slap me if they hear this, aiyah, I'm just making some connection in this whole matter ..... So it's better for humans not to reproduce, cos the offspring's gonna have hard time, n human race is greatly part of the reason the state the world is in now, so no shitty human, no shitty world, cos the ppl extinct, not so bad actually, cos nobody needs to feel any shit anymore, aiyah, whatever, talk about suicidal intention, dun worry, no psychiatrist or asylum needed yet, just mentioning all these as a matter of fact.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113541982370139939?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113541982370139939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113541982370139939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113541982370139939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113541982370139939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-rubbish-which-makes-senseto.html' title='another rubbish which makes sense.....to me.....at least'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113359301899996694</id><published>2005-12-02T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T19:40:25.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back here</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;back here....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm back here in indo, as i expected, i have nothing to do,which is the reason for this post...&lt;br /&gt;since the end of the exam, i have no time to blog actually, on the 29th, i watched harry potter, finally!!!!!!! but sad lar, because as we have to wait till we finnish the exam period, the excitement to watch it kinda fade away too, damn!!!! wtf, potter came out on the 17th and exam started on the 18th, and for my case, ended on the 28th..see how long we had to wait.....&lt;br /&gt;on 30th, we returned library books, i was pai seh enough having to carry 3 super thick heavy books, n my hands were breaking, but kei was even worse, she was carrying 8 thick heavy ones, blame herself for being kiasu...cheh...then on the 1st, went to akira warehouse sales to buy cheap mp3, 512 mb for 39.90 siah, thats wot was written on the advert. slip, we went there, 10 in the morning, and the whole place was packed already, n walau..that super cheap one only available on the last day of sales and only 20 were available...felt cheated, so i ended up buying the 59 bucks one..not bad lar....cos i wont spend 200 bucks for mp3 player, bu shi de the money....i admit, i am cheapskate...in the afternoon, i went to find clothes for Henry's wedding, so ma fan...n the whole attire cost me 48 bucks, of course, cos i found it at Chinatown market, was so proud of myself...hahaha, considering how much my sis spent...n not gonna spend so much on one stupid wedding, hahahaa, but the shirt i bought can be used next time for anything, so yah, i was so proud of myself, again, cos i spend like about 2 hrs while my mum n sis spent like daaaaays...hahahahaha...losers...&lt;br /&gt;2nd, i went back to Jakarta, after 1 yr............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113359301899996694?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113359301899996694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113359301899996694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113359301899996694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113359301899996694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-here.html' title='back here'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113298657706771674</id><published>2005-11-25T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T06:49:44.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a lighter note</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;on a lighter note.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more to go while many of them have finnished their whole ordeal... actually it's no big deal, just another period of serious-forced-studying, we get that forever in life, but everybody, including myself, make it sound as if it's between life and death, but of coz, if i failed, i'll be down lar, n gu fu my folks n whoever, cos it involves big $ now, but can live with that...anyhow, one more paper but no drive again so i blog, alhtough got nothing to tok about.....anyway, kei n serene say that my entry is getting more n more incomprehensive n obviously on the depressing side, really mer, i think it's cos i tok bout things which are not related to them at all, i was merely commenting on the Aceh situation, which actually none of my business too lar....and of cos it's one addition to my so many complain of how idiot ppl can be, doing stuffs that just arent necessary n destructive.....my mother say that i am forever critisizing how idiot ppl are but as if i myself is that great, and know so much and can do better like that....hahaha..it's true lar....i got very idiotic mouth...i think if i grow old i'll become those super naggy old ah mah, so i mus constantly remind the ppl around me to remind me to stop really turning into one, ouww shit, maybe i'm already one now.....toking about when i grow older, i am scared, really scared, i have been scared, the tot of growing is always horrible, terrible, horrigible, i'm toking bout losing ppl around u, unavoidable i know, dun wan to imagine...aaaarghhhhh, i'm getting depressing again, oie, be happy....tok bout happy thing, holiday is coming, xmas coming,...wot the fuck...btw, i still catch the survivor series, or at least started to follow in the middle of the way, cos my bro always watch, still entertaining actually, anyway, i like this Gary old man, he is an ex-NFL guy,he is soooooo happening man, although a lot of ppl kinda dun really like him, like him, but jus okay with him, he is not macho and tanned like other younger guys whom i usually watched for and are huge part of the reason i follow the series...but man, he always won immunity, he is so strong, but that week he lost, it was obvious he was the next one out, but, man, he is so so awesome. long b4 that episode, the host announced that laid hidden in the jungle was this tingy they could use if they wanna protect themselves during council, everybody was searching high and low for weeks...then that week when he lost, the reward challenge stake was the clue to that hidden location and that fat judd got it and knew that the place was up in a tree, judd was such a doggy to stephanie n that bitch told him to lie to the rest that it was on the ground. Aniwae, nearing the council, Gary tried to get his last chance of survival of cos, n if i'm one of the players, i would vote him too of cos, he was tooo strong! so at the council, when the host asked if anibody had found n wanna use it, nobody stirred for sooo long, i tot it's adieu to my old man, but man, he got it! n everybody's facial expression was like ' shit, scary siah this guy', man, he was good!!! aniwae, he got voted out lar yesterday, cant be helped, he was waaaaay toooooo strong, ppl were scared of him. I jus dun understand, ppl just dun see that stephanie is the true biatch!! and everybody, i dun know, is her dog in the game, she is like telling ppl to do this and that n those ppl dun realise, she used them now n the next target the next week were themselves...she was sly, clever lar....the way somebody should play the game...but wotever, i dun like that bitch!!! so now, i like that Rafe, the gay, i think he is, he toks like one, i dunno if anibody notice...actually there is something nice and good-looking in every natural gay, not the macho type u see loitering in front of orchard california fitness centre of coz....anyway i hope that steph gone!!! even if she is not n gone to be the last two, i hope the jury see how bitch she is n she wont win that huge $ for the 2nd time she played the game, hahaha.....aniwae, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the point is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;very coincidental&lt;/em&gt;, i dislike stephanie from survivor and dun fancy steph. sun the singer while ppl all worship her, and so on and so on, her name is stephanie, again.......get it get it? wooowwww.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113298657706771674?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113298657706771674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113298657706771674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113298657706771674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113298657706771674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-lighter-note.html' title='on a lighter note'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113276933336395409</id><published>2005-11-23T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:08:53.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dunno...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it be forever, or for very long time at least....is it gonna be all over at last for Aceh and gam...&lt;br /&gt;how many times they tried and signed? i dunno, i am a pessimist.....whose fault? but still, 15 000 lives over that small plot of land.....is it worth it? took so long to realise it? 30 years man, hope there are no some bunch of idiots who spoil things later on......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113276933336395409?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113276933336395409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113276933336395409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113276933336395409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113276933336395409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dunno.html' title='i dunno'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113266453771978957</id><published>2005-11-22T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:02:17.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all eventually suck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We all eventually become sucky?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wot i think...always think.....&lt;br /&gt;although sounds crap n ridiculous, but i still think it's true....&lt;br /&gt;we all eventually will become sucky people and idiots, although it's to different extent for different people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many great things accomplished..well i got nothing to say man..they are great, thomas edison's great, einstein's great, then the whoever guy who discover vaccine......i salute....&lt;br /&gt;but there lots of other sucky stuffs happened too.....some political, religious, social, economic stuffs, i rather not mention, in case i kena sued and jailed and fined....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i dun appreciate accomplishments, they really benefit and save lives......&lt;br /&gt;but i think even more destructive and torturous the degree of effect that stupid idiotic moron-ic and pervertic stuffs that those stupid idiotic moron-ic and pervertic people (which are just much more in numbers) bring to ppl....so far.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who are these stupid idiotic moron-ic and pervertic ppl? they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adults!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not kids......although there are some disturbed kids who bring guns and kill everybody in sight...but i'm not toking bout these type of idiotic deeds.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every bad thing that happen now and last time and whenever, sure there is at least one stupid adult who start it right...seee......they are adults but cant think properly....they do stupid things create stupid and redundant system and rules...&lt;br /&gt;yah lar, some of them eventually achieve great things although they slaughter many victims, yah lar, cant really imagine how history would turn out if these things didnt occur...like the qing shi wang....watever.....i dun care....cos i not really toking bout these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....aaargh...everyone of us going to grow into adults....and it means &lt;strong&gt;we are going to be idiots too...............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows i maybe the next who is unhappy about i dunno wot stuff and start gathering some ridiculously easily influenced ppl and start burning and blasting ppl and property off everynow and then.......in the future, when i become an adult....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113266453771978957?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113266453771978957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113266453771978957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113266453771978957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113266453771978957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-all-eventually-suck.html' title='we all eventually suck?'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113229766895522714</id><published>2005-11-21T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T04:18:21.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;xmas around the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the xmas commercial sooooooo soon? man, i'm not ready, not yet in holiday mood.....&lt;br /&gt;i like the feelings xmas gives....,although i'm nt christian...., nothing got to do with the religion....i like the xmas songs they play everywhere in supermarts when the it's around the corner, although many find it irritating....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113229766895522714?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113229766895522714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113229766895522714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113229766895522714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113229766895522714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/xmas.html' title='xmas'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113229729510664167</id><published>2005-11-17T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:10:43.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thinking...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is traumatising......&lt;br /&gt;there are 3x warning, so i got 2 more sems to keep my place in school....&lt;br /&gt;anyway....watever it is, it's over......&lt;br /&gt;wanna watch emily rose after lunch today with yuyun n serene but the timing sux....maybe it's a sign, a warning..that i shouldnt..i should buck up.....&lt;br /&gt;28th nov...hurry uuuuuup!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4 more papers stand between me and harry potter......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking: perception to life will be better if we treat life like a game....&lt;br /&gt;it's all bout getting to the next level....it's all about getting through the hurdles and stages.....&lt;br /&gt;jus like life, we need to get through difficulties to move on....exams, illness, problems, lost, are all the hurdles.....so tell urself, jus get through them, and all will be fine....&lt;br /&gt;right????&lt;br /&gt;eh....&lt;br /&gt;but.....&lt;br /&gt;in games, if we failed to get pass a stage, we can retry o r start all over, but in real life...oh no....oh no..........once dead, we can revive....&lt;br /&gt;oh no....&lt;br /&gt;hoooow...&lt;br /&gt;must think of another&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113229729510664167?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113229729510664167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113229729510664167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113229729510664167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113229729510664167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/thinking.html' title='thinking...'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113207352727675017</id><published>2005-11-14T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:59:29.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so so dead....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sooo sooo dead....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day gone....gonna be dead....real dead...so inefficient....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the reason is...i still got the cheek to watch show n be out whole day.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway i watched sky high..lame but entertaining.....with....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who else&lt;/span&gt;....kei....&lt;br /&gt;that Warren fire guy is kinda cool....i wan super power toooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today, i was malu-ating myself at the bus stop outside the sgh..damn....i was acting cool by sitting at the bus stop seats when everyone else had stood up and stood at the back trying to avoid the sudden huge rain and from getting them wet....actually..i was not acting cool....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am cool!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was still thinking to myself 'nvmind, the rain wont get me..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wtf, suddenly one car drove past n "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wooooosh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;the rain water on the road splashed all over my body....my shirt n pants wet...my face....dripping rain water...lucky the road in Spore is clean....if i was in Indo, my face would be dripping brown murky rain water!!!!! Swear man, impossible, i tot the car wasnt too near, the speed was also just like any other earlier cars that passed by...no water splashed..but then how come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh...so maaaaaaalu........cos at the bus stop got lots of ppl...n all of them stood at the back....they mus be thinking " 2 stupid ppl sitting there waiting for the rain to drench them and they got it, hahahaha" ...........wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yah..me not the only one......there was this guy who sat right next to me, he also nv stood back when the rain suddenly poured....so he got splashed too..... then we were like looking at each other feeling soooooo lang bei...i think we would have blurted out ' that son of a bitch driver, that knnbccb!!!!!!!!!' ...but of cos cannot......so we only ended up saying 'waaaaaaaaa' to each other.......then i told kei, the point being that at least i was not the only one looking like wet loser....but she told me that i should have striked up converastion n hit on that guy, oh btw..that guy looks like student too, young n...student looking?..anyway...back to wot kei said....'YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, why i nv grab the chance!!!??? maybe we are i nthe same school ler??he nt bad looking somemore, i think, i dun remember the face actually.....sounds like boy crazy...but of cos im not.....anyway..i was so drenched..w/o thinking, i crossed the overhead bridge, wanting to go home, but i was out of house already n i need to pass up report...so i crossed the bridge but ended up taking mrt....wot a loser....&lt;br /&gt;n wot the hell am i doing......bloggging...bleh.....study man, study...but no drive...2 weeks to freedom....but dun dare think of the outcome, really.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113207352727675017?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113207352727675017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113207352727675017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113207352727675017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113207352727675017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-so-dead.html' title='so so dead....'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113189105648030407</id><published>2005-11-13T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:14:23.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind by Lifehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless as he turned around to leave&lt;br /&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything would be like it was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever wanna leave it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me dies when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113189105648030407?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113189105648030407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113189105648030407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113189105648030407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113189105648030407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/blind-by-lifehouse.html' title='Blind by Lifehouse'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113189070297785913</id><published>2005-11-12T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:06:42.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind by lifhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blind &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So saaad...the song just sounded soooooo sad, the way the lead sings the lyrics so unclear..cos he is just sad man, saaaaad......the tune the voice soooooooo saaaad, so niiiice.....but hte lyrics sounded like gay or some homo...or maybe not lar.....&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooooooo saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadd......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113189070297785913?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113189070297785913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113189070297785913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113189070297785913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113189070297785913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/blind-by-lifhouse.html' title='blind by lifhouse'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113153912831745706</id><published>2005-11-09T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:01:36.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Photograph"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Nickleback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;How did our eyes get so red&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell is on Joey's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I grew up&lt;br /&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;br /&gt;I never knew we'd ever went without&lt;br /&gt;The second floor is hard for sneaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I went to school&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;br /&gt;I must have done it half a dozen times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if It's too late&lt;br /&gt;Should i go back and try to graduate&lt;br /&gt;Life's better now then it was back then&lt;br /&gt;If I was them I wouldn't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old arcade&lt;br /&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;br /&gt;The cops hated us hangin' out&lt;br /&gt;They say somebody went and burned it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;And sing along with every song we know&lt;br /&gt;We said someday we'd find out how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's the first girl I kissed&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;br /&gt;She's had a couple of kids since then&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her since god knows when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking forIt's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that town&lt;br /&gt;I miss the faces&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase&lt;br /&gt;You can't replace it&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to leave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could I relive those days&lt;br /&gt;I know the one thing that would never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113153912831745706?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113153912831745706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113153912831745706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113153912831745706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113153912831745706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/photograph.html' title='photograph'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113110746046038116</id><published>2005-11-04T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:13:36.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are not born corrupt. Ideology corrupts them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Glaring Fact...rational thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are not born corrupt. Ideology corrupts them.&lt;br /&gt;Varun is so so so logical.....too bad cant be like you....&lt;br /&gt;i am not that brave...........i dun wan to be jailed......&lt;br /&gt;but watever......it's a known fact anyway, it's tooooo evident.....everybody knows that but jus dun say it out....&lt;br /&gt;Only one way out, uproot the tree,the whole thing is the poisonous branch that stems from the trunk, until you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uproot the whole tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that poisonous branch will keep shooting up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113110746046038116?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113110746046038116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113110746046038116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113110746046038116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113110746046038116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/11/men-are-not-born-corrupt-ideology.html' title='Men are not born corrupt. Ideology corrupts them.'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113059939104284339</id><published>2005-10-29T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:26:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it all comes down to ourselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;it all comes down to ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking....&lt;br /&gt;is it true that ppl in this world do things eventually for themselves...not for their family or frens or less fortunate ones or whoever...&lt;br /&gt;okie...we eat to make ouselves full, we exercise to make ourselves healthy, we study in school for our own future blablabla...then there are those touching stories about unconditional love and bravery and blablabla whereby ppl sacrifice for the ppl they love or whoever....lets see it this way, when we help ppl, we ourselves feel happy right.....so....when a family member donate his/her organ to a sick family member, he/she is noble, he/she risk life, and the sick family member is cured, all are happy,the donor is happy too, so if the donor dun donate, the sick one will remain sick n the donor wont be happy right...so the donor give his/her organ n she will stop feeling sad if the sick one is cured....so....the ultimate result is...the donor being happy coz in the end..things turns out for the best......&lt;br /&gt;wotever......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113059939104284339?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113059837625673262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113059837625673262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113059837625673262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/10/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113015856786327088</id><published>2005-10-24T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:15:16.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>html</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like making skin..so fun..can spend hours n hours...but what i can do is quite limited...cos i dun have adobe photoshop....so yes!!!! i am gonna buy the pirated one back in Indo at Mangga Dua....yay yay yay....Rp 20000....how much cheaper can it get....cant get free one cos all my frens, haiz...useless....also cos my html knowledge is limited...darn....must borrow the book to learn more....should have done it during the 1/2 yr break...now...where got time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so seems like im back to bloggging mode for now again....&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-113014976949567544</id><published>2005-10-23T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:03:39.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been blogging for more than one month...because everything is mundane now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy, busy, busy......i am so busy since i enter uni.....this week i have 3 lab reports, extra long one for chem, 2 project datelines, 1 2500 words essay....walau....&lt;br /&gt;but still, i cant resist doing new skin...n dun ask me why i make one that look like this, so plain...but i'm bored of the old skin, so new one will always be better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like making skin..so fun..can spend hours n hours...but what i can do is quite limited...cos i dun have adobe photoshop....so yes!!!! i am gonna buy the pirated one back in Indo at Mangga Dua....yay yay yay....Rp 20000....how much cheaper can it get....cant get free one cos all my frens, haiz...useless....also cos my html knowledge is limited...darn....must borrow the book to learn more....should have done it during the 1/2 yr break...now...where got time.....so seems like im back to bloggging mode for now again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the sem to finish n hope it will end well....no need to be well, just fine &amp; ok will do....not asking for too much, i know my own limit...even 'ok' may be a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dev's decided to go aussie...i think it's pretty much confirmed, i must admit i am jealous...because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the whole experience sound sooooooo cool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she is 3 years younger but going to graduate only 1 year later than me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she will get to see tall lanky lads with nice blue/green eyes and six packs, hot bods and spanky ass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;it got me thinking maybe i should have decided to fly there 2 years ago, but then again....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my folks are here!!!here!!! u know how good it is to go back home and live with them...hostel n frens are good fun but nothing beats home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dun wanna waste my parents' $$$, the fees in aussie for one year can last me for 4 yrs here....wtf...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;wtf, 2 benefits vs 3!!!!!!! aaargh..regret???????? nope...no 'regret' in my dictionary......'life's good now, life's good.....', pshyco-ing myself....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just really hope she will want to return after 4 years, she said she will, she better keep her promise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really hope everything goes well.....for everybody...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-113014976949567544?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/113014976949567544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=113014976949567544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113014976949567544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/113014976949567544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/10/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112834229563121927</id><published>2005-10-03T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:15:44.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking...can imagine?</title><content type='html'>just thinking.....can imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....looks like my life plan's now heading back towards my sucky hometown...&lt;br /&gt;after living for more than 10 years here, i wonder how it feels like going back there, and not just going back there but LIVING there.....damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broadband? no broadband, broadband is ex and not as good....how....no internet....how am i gonna live.....no yahoo, no launching, no msn, no online game, no music downloading, no 'extra free show', how, how......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sbs buses and mrt....only bajaj, so expensive, only mikrolet, ojek, bus no.8 or wotever, how, how, i dun even know how to take, why, cos they dun even have numbers on their top front like my bus 33, no bus directory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no gv, no engwah, no cathay....hoooooooow.........only got cinema21, dun know if i will go out alive if i go there to catch some show....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no tcs, no cna...hoowwww......not that tcs is great...but tvri, rcti, sctv, sucks even more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no power 98 and perfect 10.....oh, but i can always listen from net...but, wait, oh shit....even internet connection there sucks.......arrrrrrrrrrrgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kopitiam, no da pai dang, chinatown hawker.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112834229563121927?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112834229563121927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112834229563121927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112834229563121927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112834229563121927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-thinkingcan-imagine.html' title='just thinking...can imagine?'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112692894520177876</id><published>2005-09-16T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:49:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so wot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yeah, so wot....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wot if i adhooooore my smelly feet....so wot if i love qing shi wang......so wot if i like ugly stuffs......so wot if i think psycho killers are cool.......so wot if i like oldies.....so wot if i find hitler's mouthache sexy.......so wot if i like motown groove.......so wot....hmm...it means im a loser.....wait, so wot if i'm a loser.....yeah...so wot, so wot......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112692894520177876?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112692894520177876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112692894520177876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112692894520177876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112692894520177876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-wot.html' title='so wot...'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112692727151688098</id><published>2005-09-15T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:27:30.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;some pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/pringles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="181" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/pringles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from ah9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112692727151688098?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112692727151688098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112692727151688098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112692727151688098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112692727151688098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/09/pic.html' title='pic'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112435628453976857</id><published>2005-08-18T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T02:12:41.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wouldnt it be nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wouldnt it be nice.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have more time like that in archie comic books, they are dumb but good to read anyway. n it will be good too if my life is like theirs....they seem to have 72 hours in a day, the got to do whatever they want, n can do so many things in a day, comfortable surrounding, ageless, happy forever, no harm will come their way,n so on n so on.............so much things to do in life, the ones i would like to do n the ones i have to do cos of life's many obligations.......so little time that i have to clear what i have to do n those i would like to, get pushed aside so much so till the extent that i dunno wot i like to do anymore....... hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i am home alone now n when i am alone with no one to talk to i will start to 'hu shi luan xiang', i will think about many many stuffs on 'life' n unfortunately most of them will be negative...........&lt;br /&gt;n tat's very bad, especially given my current phase, i may even need prozac for all i know, nah.....dun need it yet, not that bad.................&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, the summary of all those crappy thoughts of today is.......''i know life's not gonna be easy, it gets harder as a person grows older, n i will have to do many things i dun really fancy n i am mentally prepared N DEPRESSED about it!''...that's baaaad.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112435628453976857?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112435628453976857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112435628453976857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112435628453976857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112435628453976857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='wouldnt it be nice'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112435875587649509</id><published>2005-08-17T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:30:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this year's too fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;this year's too fast.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is 17th aug, indo independence day, only realised it when somebody in the lect yest mentioned that 2 days ago was the the date jap surrendered wot 50 yrs ago???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/1600/17a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" height="295" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1481/422/320/17a.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is august, 8 month long holiday is gone..............................&lt;br /&gt;8 good month although i didnt get to do much cos i am too obsessed bout earning $$$......&lt;br /&gt;gone too fast................&lt;br /&gt;although didnt get to do all the stuffs i planned before the A level, it's great all the same........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was offering my job to shelie cos the pay is better compared to her current one, but she rejected it cos she need to prepare her A's which is like about 3 months away!!!!!! only then it occured to me that this year is more than half gone.........just like wot ah pek wrote in one of his posts which i remembered reading, it's the next batch's turn doing their prelim now n A's soon, if i think back when it was my time, haaaaiii~good memory lar......'peace' man 'peace'............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks after i stopped working n 2 weeks into uni, i missed my work, i literally feel lost n not at 'peace' for all these 3 weeks.......................&lt;br /&gt;i feel that time speeds faster n faster as i get older.......................&lt;br /&gt;n i think more n more of the past as i get older............&lt;br /&gt;hopefully more n more good 'past' will accumulate as i get older....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112435875587649509?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112435875587649509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112435875587649509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112435875587649509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112435875587649509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-years-too-fast.html' title='this year&apos;s too fast'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112376768783059365</id><published>2005-08-13T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T06:24:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY HUNGRY STAY FOOLISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Stay Hungry - Stay Foolish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;came across this, q. nice to read but...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Something i think everyone should read. I know it's rather LONG, but I think it's worht it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Steve Jobs' Speech in Stanford (complete)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Monday, June 20, 2005 17:53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of AppleComputer and of Pixar Animation Studios, deliveredon June 12, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to acollege graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The first story is about connecting the dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or sobefore I really quit. So why did I drop out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5? deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town everySunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all intothe Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has mad all the difference in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My second story is about love and loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I was lucky ? I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then ourvisions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him.So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me ? I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My third story is about death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything? all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the faceof death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy,where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas andgot a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now. This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this toyou with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinionsdrown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here inMenlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Stay Hungry - Stay Foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thank you all very much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice speech, shouldnt have pulled it down but this is wot i think&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;would he be able to say all this if things didnt turn out the way it did, if he was not a ceo today, if his life didnt turn out right??? the past is always good or at least a 'fruitful' journey if the present is good.....&lt;br /&gt;depressing, how many lucky ppl in this world? nt much.....&lt;br /&gt;how many ppl get to do wot they like n get it big? not much......&lt;br /&gt;i guess it depends on what is the definition of sucess n satisfaction for each individuals......&lt;br /&gt;but at least we got reminded again that we dun have forever n so go ahead do wot we want.....if possible...i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112376768783059365?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112376768783059365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112376768783059365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376768783059365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376768783059365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='STAY HUNGRY STAY FOOLISH'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112385406132154586</id><published>2005-08-12T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T07:01:27.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>transition phase is so sucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;just another post.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am in one of those transition phases again, i dun like it when things are neither here nor there....i hate changes, that, will make me a dead meat in the now so called ' fast-paced everchanging world'  cos i am not adaptable...nvm i will pull through, like before, but not so sure this time round...i am a pessimist you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto another thing, kei's latest post (11 Aug 05) is a cool thot...&lt;br /&gt;go n read.....&lt;a href="http://www.exclamation_mark.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.exclamation_mark.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much wot ifs, is the current situation the best one among the countless possibilities?&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice if we get to know those parallel worlds, or is it&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112385406132154586?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112385406132154586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112385406132154586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112385406132154586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112385406132154586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/transition-phase-is-so-sucky.html' title='transition phase is so sucky'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112376603539404145</id><published>2005-08-11T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T06:18:18.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>copied from somewhere...quite funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;copied from somewhere...quite funny.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada waktu pelajaran Pengetahuan Umum di sebuah Sekolah Dasar, seorang IbuGuru bertanya pada salah satu muridnya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Guru : " Hei Otong tolong jawab pertanyaan ibu yaach..., Kalau ada 5 ekor burung di jendela, kemudian ditembak satu, berapa yang masih tertinggal ?????? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otong : " Habis dong Bu, kan lainnya pada terbang "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Guru : " Salah, harusnya dijawab masih tinggal 4 ekor, tapi saya senang kok dengan cara kamu berpikir....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat yang lain Otong yang berbalik bertanya pada Bu Guru :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otong : " Bu Guru tolong jawab pertanyaan saya... Kalo ada tiga orang cewek, masing-masing membawa es krim, cewek pertama makan es krim dengan menggenggam contongnya, yang kedua dengan menjilati es krim tersebut, yang ketiga langsung mengulumnya, Manakah diantara cewek itu yang sudah menikah...??? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Guru : " Haaahhhh ..... pasti yang makannya dengan cara mengulum langsung yaaaa "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otong : " Salah.....harusnya dijawab yang sudah pake cincin kawin, tapi saya senang kok melihat cara berpikir Bu Guru "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112376603539404145?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112376603539404145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112376603539404145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376603539404145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376603539404145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/copied-from-somewherequite-funny.html' title='copied from somewhere...quite funny...'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112376895927084546</id><published>2005-08-10T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T06:11:49.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>went to kukup</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;went to kukup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tats how i spend national day this yr...not that i bother to do anything for any national day lar, cant understand y they bother to apend big bucks every year for the same old thing...not that i am complaining, the annual holiday is good.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/Travel-Kukup21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/Travel-Kukup21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much there except for the fishing farm n of coz the seafood restaurants....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always like ferry rides....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the feeling when walking on those shaky planks above the rearing water compound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i touched puffer fish, the kind of fish which will puff up with torns all over when feel threatened, the guide was like taking it out of the water n it suddenly puffed up, i was like 'oie, u r nt poisoned mer' in my head, then another guy was faster n asked him the same thing...then the guide said the thorns wouldnt pierce, they were like those toilet scrubs..so we touched it too, then i was like ' wot kinda protective mechanism is that?' in my head, maybe only works for other aquatic life is it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i touched sharks, the small n harmless one lar about 50 cm length....rubbed down its length, it felt smooth,rubbed in opposite direction it felt like sand paper....the guide said that the sharks' fins we eat in restaurants come from this type of small whinny sharks..chey.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like fish farm....went only 2x in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kukupfishfarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="208" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kukupfishfarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2nd largest mangrove island in the world, the one that minimise the destruction in m'sia during last year's tsunami.....toking bout geography.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kukup026-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="164" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/kukup026-th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mangrove island...the whole stretch........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to a fruit plantation too,got duku, cempedak, cherry,jambu, lots of rambutan trees, the whole trees were like red.....then when the guide said to carry on sampling the fruits on the trees, my mother was like haiz.....she plucked n plucked n plucked, ate n ate n ate, then helped her frens smuggle lots into the plastic bagS they prepared in their bags, i went with my ma, n 4 other family frens btw.....the trees like so poor thing, so sad......i think if climbing was allowed, my mother would.....she was like deprived of kampung for so many yrs liao, yah, i think tats y lar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no more 'the day after national holiday' holiday anymore for me....still got to go back to campus the next day...then felix n dev no school, y so unfair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photos are nt taken by me, i took them from net lar, pethatic lar, cos i still no camera, like i said b4,where gt ppl go tour no cam, i am gonna get one.....so that i can shoot when i go somewhere more wwoooaaa......which i hope is soon lar, cos 'go while you can ' right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112376895927084546?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112376895927084546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112376895927084546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376895927084546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112376895927084546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-to-kukup.html' title='went to kukup'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112255494985757945</id><published>2005-07-28T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:16:27.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success is a lousy teacher. It seduces smart people into thinking they can't lose--Bill Gates</title><content type='html'>wow, deep eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112255494985757945?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112255494985757945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112255494985757945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112255494985757945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112255494985757945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/07/success-is-lousy-teacher-it-seduces.html' title='Success is a lousy teacher. It seduces smart people into thinking they can&apos;t lose--Bill Gates'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112242686643336218</id><published>2005-07-26T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:14:26.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it, listen to ur parents always....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;damn it, listen to parents......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it damn it damn it.....wot am i getting myself into, aaarrrghhhhh....................&lt;br /&gt;my future looks bleak now..............&lt;br /&gt;i should have listened to my parents lar....&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i'm wasting my pa's hard earned $$$&lt;br /&gt;this world sucks, things dont go the way you want them, even if you sincerely hope n work for them...........&lt;br /&gt;wot am i getting myself into?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112242686643336218?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112242686643336218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112242686643336218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112242686643336218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112242686643336218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn-it-listen-to-ur-parents-always.html' title='damn it, listen to ur parents always....'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112242727281329644</id><published>2005-07-23T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:25:46.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dyed my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i dyed my hair....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i dyed my hair red today for 50 bucks.....&lt;br /&gt;actually i only meant to cut hair cos it already has gone out of shape....&lt;br /&gt;but after much persuasion by the lady boss n considering how cheap it cost since she knew me n gave discount, so yah....i dyed my hair at last.......on impulse i think....&lt;br /&gt;then dev saw n siad ''aarrrghhhh, what happen to this world???'', cos she knows i am always to stingy to spend the bucks just to add colour to my head.....she also said i look like poisonous mushroom....aarghhhh....&lt;br /&gt;at least now i know what it feels like to colour my hear....no feeling wot..chey.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112242727281329644?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112242727281329644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112242727281329644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bioengin....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my last working day in div. of bioengin before school starts again....after working there for 5 months, i feel a bit 不舍得 ler, i cant bear to leave my desk, my com, even the pens that i use for working....&lt;br /&gt;5 good months, i am glad i accepted the job then although i had to have my 3 days' pay deducted because i quitted hitachi without 3 days notice, n thx to dar becos she got me this job n the pay is damn good lor....i am really going to miss the place, the work, n the ppl, nice bunch of ppl there, 'going to miss' is so mushy, but i am going to lar, miss annie, millie, dor, ter, helen, ernest, eeerrr prof colin maybe...cos i du nreally get to work with him, 2 weeks i joined them he flied off to germany n 2 weeks after he flied back, i am off from work....and jus to be nice, i will include prof toh in my list of nice ppl i am going to miss.....&lt;br /&gt;feel quite touched cos they kinda have farewell thingy for me, ernest gave me choc, surprisingly, they kept on saying thx for my help, for formality i know, but i tot tats wot i am paid for...heard until i feel so pai seh myself....&lt;br /&gt;so, last day was so busy, i got so gan jiong, cos got so much work to clear up, got to teach ailing, n i think my teaching sucks as always, then got to clear my super messy table, my table, my darling darling table was always full of papers everywhere, when i cleared some of them up today, ernest 刚好 came to my table n said 'ooou, i finally can see the table top' -_-&lt;br /&gt;so i stayed back to continue clearing stuff, n millie said she wanted to stay with me, ooooouwwwww, somebody pass me tissue pls, she ended up emailing lots of docs from my pc to herself...n the whole staying back thingy dragged till like 8 pm, could have finished much earlier actually, but thx woman, for accompanying me....appreciate it....then we went to clementi hawker centre for dinner n tok n tok n tok.....&lt;br /&gt;really happy to being ever to work there before....really......&lt;br /&gt;the next time i slip into reminiscing mode again, i always do, bioengin will be included into my list liao.....&lt;br /&gt;well, i am not going off too far away from them lar, cos monday n tuesday i need to go to nus again for hi tea n matriculation n for the next 3 or 4 yrs still going to be there....will visit them sometimes, hope i'm nt disturbing....&lt;br /&gt;so i brought back my cup that they gave me, that i used in the office everyday for 记念品....&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, thx the ppl there, gonna miss u....&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm......div of bioengin has become the 'good old bioengin'........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should put up the foto, but they are quite stiff ler.okie, i shall put it up....someday lar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112217589108802732?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112140599281477176</id><published>2005-07-14T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:44:02.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reminiscing Mode&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno why,these few days, i am now in nostalgic mood, pui, nostalgic sounds so rou ma...buay tahan....issit because of the weather nowadays, windy n cool n quite rainy,issit the weather,hur ,hur....&lt;br /&gt;yah....suddenly my 2 hours daily bus journey, my stoning time, and the time phase every night between the moment i close my eyes to get to sleep to the moment i really fall asleep n dunno anything laio, all filled with tkps,jj,tkss, even ajc ler...with a bit of kampung angus....but no kemurnian and lm....dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;those were the days....haaizzz....&lt;br /&gt;dun u feel that you were happy when things were in the past even when you hate them then.... dun u feel u miss them n dun u feel so nice......&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaa~~~the good old days.....&lt;br /&gt;very good old days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112140599281477176?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112140599281477176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112140599281477176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112140599281477176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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kinda of charitable organisation,heard from some source that his pay could actually support nkf for another 40 yrs ler.....dunno if it is all real, i mean his lifestyle which is covered in the media, he sounds worse than soeharto's and marcos's, i think...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder the public is so disappointed n so angry n pissed off n feel cheated.....&lt;br /&gt;haiz, real disappointment.......&lt;br /&gt;but really, ppl dun have to get their donated $ refunded, i mean the $ is still going to the ppl who need it right, at least some.......50%.....30%.......maybe 10%.....not so bad, at least there is still organisation to help these patients in s'pore.....&lt;br /&gt;i know now we know that nkf sucks, but hey, at least they do help, no matter how tiny whinny bit....&lt;br /&gt;at least it exists....&lt;br /&gt;at least patients have a place to turn to, at least better than indo where donated $ is confirmed 100% will be swallowed by some idiots, then,  i dun think there is such a place or organisation over there, not that i have heard of.....let's hope ren ci is okay....&lt;br /&gt;poor patients...scandal man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112131998547595207?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112131998547595207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112131998547595207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112131998547595207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112131998547595207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/07/matter-again.html' title='$ matter again'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112045857515939866</id><published>2005-07-05T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T05:15:07.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$ Oriented world sucks to the core.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;$ Oriented world sucks to the core.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen in a poster along a corridor of nus (goes something like this lar):&lt;br /&gt;'Join bioengineering to create and invent, learn science to discover and understand..................&lt;br /&gt;create wonders that will bring hope and progress to the world, to&lt;br /&gt;save the life of people.....................'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea right!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save the life of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people..................&lt;br /&gt;see the AIDS drugs???&lt;br /&gt;What a painfully idiotic situation we have here.....................&lt;br /&gt;maybe not too bad, at least they save some lives.................... the richs'.....&lt;br /&gt;aaawwwwww, this sucks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112045857515939866?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112045857515939866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112054198377091286</id><published>2005-07-04T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T05:30:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watched shutter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Watched shutter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/shutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/bananabf/shutter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dev rent the vcd so we watched it yesterday night, satisfying lar, quiet sad....&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is....the main guy is sooo cute....although he got lots of moles on his face (how come ah pek got only one n i keep on insulting and yet...), but he still look so goooodddd......&lt;br /&gt;wot's his name, wots his name...........&lt;br /&gt;too bad can only find this pic....hiiieeee.....&lt;br /&gt;i will keep on looking for better ones....&lt;br /&gt;he is so cute,so cute, co cute....handsome....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhh...wait...have found more info on him liao....he is.......teng teng teng teng.........Tun (Ananda Everingham)...Tun is his name for the show....his real name is 'theeewwwww -_-",&lt;br /&gt;'Everingham'...doesnt sound like a thai surname ler.....he is a mix ah.....no wonder so goooooooood looking.....&lt;br /&gt;mix, reminds me of this small boy i see everyday at the bus stop when i am off from work.....&lt;br /&gt;can tell he is goonna be handsome when he grows up, even the auntie-auntie at the bus stop kacau him call him handsome.....this boy got indian father n ang moh mother....tat's why....&lt;br /&gt;actually for those who frown upon inter racial marriage, i dunno, no big deal wot....&lt;br /&gt;in fact,inter racial marriage should be encourage so that there will be more nicer looking creatures, so the world will be a more interesting place mar.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112054198377091286?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112054198377091286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112054198377091286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112054198377091286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112054198377091286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/07/watched-shutter_04.html' title='watched shutter'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112045652627503944</id><published>2005-07-03T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T05:16:58.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Teddy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can walk, talk, run, jump, communicate, he is clever, knowlegable, logical, mature, sensible, cute, adorable, loyal, hugable, comforting, long lasting, durable, can do self-reparation, care for you, a work of genius, best mecha ever, he will be your bestest buddy in the whole wide world....Teddy is the best A.I ever, teddy doesnt act cute, he is genuine......i want Teddy.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/teddy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/teddy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112045652627503944?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112045652627503944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112045652627503944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112045652627503944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112045652627503944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/07/teddy.html' title='teddy'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112021001881467283</id><published>2005-06-30T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T06:42:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with the schools</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is wrong with the schools?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun hate school, i am okie with studying and exams cos too bad i cant run away from them and they are necessaties, but why do they always have to come with useless purposeless boring, complete waste of time activities like orientation and cca. Cca, i still can tolerate, if they are not ridiculous time waster, which unfortunately most are....&lt;br /&gt;the worst is orientation, please lar....the idea is so stale and lame and boring n i stress it again 'complete waste of time'&lt;br /&gt;y muz all schools start with orientation..fine if it's one day and what they do is with feasible purpose,fine lor,but all they do is cheer cheer cheer, play the same old stupid games, campfire....&lt;br /&gt;go one time, fine...2nd time fine...but me ler...how many times liao.....when i enter new school, when i enter some stupid cca, when every new year starts and ccas have to have orientation for newbies....walau....&lt;br /&gt;ice-breaking??? please lor...many other better ways mar......&lt;br /&gt;okie lar,some ppl may like, then they go lar...dun force ppl like me go lor....&lt;br /&gt;like aj...orientation lasted for 3 days from morning till about 6....to make sure we dun run away in the middle of those tortorous hours, they confiscate ourez link cards so we cant go anywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...school is openning soon, and i will be a newbie, so...orientation...they call it orientation WEEK ....week ler..last time in Ajc, 3 days bue tahan liao...now..1 whole week....dunno how lar...&lt;br /&gt;Heard they are going to do flag day as one of their so called highlights....damn!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okie lar, for charity, but please lor..flag day.....at least last time in Aj, our charitable activity was collecting unwanted stuffs from house to house, sold to karang ghuni n the $ we donated...see...so much better.....i was quite happy actually...100x better than flag day..pls lor, charity is good, but how many of the poor students in s'pore who had done flag day b4 actually enjoy it....but i heard only lar...dunno they are really gonna do it or not...but the point is ONE WHOLE WEEK, relly have to go mer....&lt;br /&gt;so, i am now working in nus, then when i am out of office, along the way, i can hear a few bunch of irritating, seem-to-be-student people wearing same coloured t shirts cheering n cheering n screaming, shrieking.....aaargghhhh..mus be one of those early, set-up-by-students orientation activity lor...... walau..getting on my nerve...thinking i most prob will be stuck in the same situation soon in august...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y....they cannot just let us peacefully study,just go to class, go to lab, go to lectures and take exam.....why mus bother with very irritating purposeless things....why........all i want is to study, to get out of the school n get the degree...tats it....i am like this one what,no life,cannot mer....i dun wan to be active with school activities which i dun like...things i like i dun mind,but too bad no such thing in school.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112021001881467283?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-112011954957974359</id><published>2005-06-29T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:15:25.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no better title,yah.so..back...hahaha, change blog skin again,complete it in the office today, not because i have no work,too free, i just dont have the drive to work...so 3/4 of my job today was spent blogging, surfing net..huahahaha...n i sit right behind so nobody can see unless they love me too much n come to my desk, of coz lar, if i hear somebody coming then i will switch to ms word doc....&lt;br /&gt;my dream is to make a series of blog skin on different colour themes..yayyy how cool is that...i have orange one, n white n brown one,n i have been trying to make green one,green is the coolest colour...but i cannot find the colour hex for the shades of green that i like...So yah,my current skin become this shitty green...just like my office cubicle(sounds like toilet, but they call it that way)....green....too much work given to me until i forget what they are and i feel as if i have nothing much to do when in actual fact i still have many tasks pending....&lt;br /&gt;n i wan to change the pic too, to nicer n cooler ones,not this low budget daft vader doodlings..if i remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about work....everyday i board 33 bus from the SGH bus stop to work then..everyday i see this gal, mid 20s maybe 30s, woooa so gorgeous, so slender so tall, her fashion style,actually working clothes lar, is nothing too elaborate but cool...look so elegant, the way she does her hair..the way she walk n carry herself, like a model,no, i think better n more natural...models, their faces are black....but not her obviously...if only i have a digital camera...no cannot, too obvious, if only i have functional hp camera...&lt;br /&gt;then there is this another guy...he is among those detest-ful ppl who hog up the bus stop space everyday when they are waiting for their 'provided transport' (they are not waiting for sbs bus so how dare them make use of the bus stop n take up my sitting, even standing place), from the look of their bus, think they are monkeys from Biopolis...&lt;br /&gt;back to the guy, he is ang moh, face is lousy but his body..ou my god....so...dunno how to describe...just imagine what's underneath those clothes,hiehiehie...not too muscular type lar...that will be scary..but ou...nice body...&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh..i sound like somekind of bian tai bisexual pervets....or am i???O.OU......Yeah,as long as they can give me pleasure who cares whether ca-bo or da-bor, muahahahahahaha..hahahahhaa................muahahahaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i want my digicam n mp3 player...too bad it's nt xmas....&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in 1 month time, so depressed...8++months holiday soooooo shuang but over so fast....&lt;br /&gt;have my medical check up yesterday....wot a un-thorough check up....&lt;br /&gt;next thing i know i will have to decide my major and matriculate myself....&lt;br /&gt;and 'plong!!!' back to school...uuuurgggghhhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-112011954957974359?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/112011954957974359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=112011954957974359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112011954957974359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/112011954957974359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111950589747921457</id><published>2005-06-22T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:35:34.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogging...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about blogging is, my hype towards it dies off fast...but then later after sometime, i feel like it again..dunno how long this blog will last....&lt;br /&gt;y i started a blog? cos everyone else did it, n i wanted to try how was it lar...&lt;br /&gt;me counted as nooot bad....since i still post now n then, like now....y i hardly post, i got nothing much going on in my life...maybe i should start writting about some phylosophical (correct spelling?) stuffs like some other serious bloggers, but too bad, my brain is too simple, not advanced enough...did i spell 'writting' correctly? Got double 'l'?&lt;br /&gt;most ppl i know, or at least those whose sites i visit, got bored of blogging looong time ago.....&lt;br /&gt;from wot i remember----&gt;those inactive: kei,farah, jeff,glen,bx,liam,kj,suresh&lt;br /&gt;semi active: ah pek,dev,rt&lt;br /&gt;active: siu2,serene, marcus&lt;br /&gt;see......&lt;br /&gt;been inactive since may2005--- ferri&lt;br /&gt;april2005---glen&lt;br /&gt;jan2005----kei&lt;br /&gt;dec2004------liam,suresh&lt;br /&gt;sep2004 ----winner......jeffry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at my frens list, so pathetic hor, loner lar me....&lt;br /&gt;so ppl, anybody, gal n boy, old n young, pervert or normal.....come to me....i need more social life...get me out of this hermit like existance....&lt;br /&gt;oei, am i really that bad??&lt;br /&gt;guess so lor.....&lt;br /&gt;why like that ar....&lt;br /&gt;cos i m boring...i am arh?&lt;br /&gt;aaarghhh,yaaaa, i m a boring person...&lt;br /&gt;mundane...just add in so i can sound more englishly-abled&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeelp.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111950589747921457?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111950589747921457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111950589747921457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111950589747921457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111950589747921457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111933288542633950</id><published>2005-06-20T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:58:02.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wet siah...think straight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wet siah..think straight.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet wet morning&lt;br /&gt;rain soooooo heavy&lt;br /&gt;smelly sulphur&lt;br /&gt;soaked slippers&lt;br /&gt;soaked pants&lt;br /&gt;no, this is not a poem or wotsoever, obviously,&lt;br /&gt;stupid rain...&lt;br /&gt;i dun like rain...&lt;br /&gt;because of rain, my after-so-long-then-finally-have willpower was killed just like that...&lt;br /&gt;i finally made my mind very solid to run/jog/exercise/start healthy lifestyle on last sunday morning, i wanted to run from outram to tiong bahru, nt that far i know, but very good for me liao.....&lt;br /&gt;buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutttttttttttttt, the stupid rain had to come on that sunday morning, y nt the day b4 or the day after....&lt;br /&gt;then today rain again....i have to sit in the office with wet cold soaked pants....maybe i am too stupid to know there is such thing as short version of long pants,wtf....darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need fuel, not raw fuel, i think by now i already gt excess....i need processed fuel, refined one, i lack, can somebody who got too much of it just spare some to me...need the drive....otherwise i may be a loser like what i am now forever...n ever....n ever..n ever...n ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111918456701937413</id><published>2005-06-19T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:20:18.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i want?</title><content type='html'>so...wot do i want to do in life...i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a doctor, i wanna be a police, i wanna be a businessman...nah...those are during the good old times when i was still wot? ten?...i wan to be this, i want to be that....back then, anything that i want to be, seemed exciting and possible....n genuinely i want to be all those that i want to be....even till now....but, when ppl ask me now....i said i dunno altho inside my head, those words 'doc, police,etc' appear, not now lar...&lt;br /&gt;when you grow up the whole picture changes, everything becomes more gloomy, more unreachale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111918456701937413?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111918456701937413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111918456701937413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111918456701937413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111918456701937413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/06/untitled.html' title='what do i want?'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111918199309721232</id><published>2005-06-19T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T04:59:12.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;class outing....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was my class outing, surprisingly everyone turned up except for chelsia, farah n hl..very good liao...so we ate at suntec mache...sooo nt worth the $ man, cost me $9.20 w/o drink...vincent paid for the drink..hehehe if next time go out to eat mus try to buy food wit him,maybe he will pay again...call me giam siap n cheapskate, cos i am....i ate in a food outlet sometime ago, actually, quite long time ago, same thing as mache, we muz get the food ourselves n carry the card around..i tot that's mache...but no, that place is better than mache, obviously, the food n the price..haiz but dunno wat's the place called....&lt;br /&gt;being honest here, it's quite a waste of time actually, as i expected, only manage to tok to several usual ppl, since the beginning our class was kinda divided, not complaining, juz stating the fact..y waste of time? after eating, cant decide where to go, ended up waiting for sooooooooooooo long jus waiting for a bowling lane...&lt;br /&gt;so kwanyee decided to take up the offer in hk university, so yup, she is going there in early august, she said it's kinda life long tingy, she is gonna take up the citizenship there....so yah, most probably..i can predict the future....no more class outing, ever again, cos it was her who organised everytime, i guess....so kwanyee, i will see her in msn then....&lt;br /&gt;speaking about class outing...i went back to aj last friday to collect my cert with serene n kei...who else....i met chelsia, so qiao...she went back to school during for some holiday class..then i also met my beloved maths teacher, my mr yong.. i nearly couldnt take my cert cos i stupidly nv bring my ic n my idiotic sis lost my precious, limited-editioned ez card....woa, lucky met him..he said he would be my guanrantor...woooaaaaaaaaa mr yong...i luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuv&lt;br /&gt;you....honestly, i like mr yong, altho he didnt do anything in class, we didnt tok, he scolded me...dunno lar..he is so funny...his action n cant-be-understood jokes are funny, nice old man...i think....aniwae, aj changed..not much..add more study tables n canteen tables...n more staffs....good old aj......i nv liked it...couldnt wait to get out...but still...good old aj..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111907834725103607</id><published>2005-06-18T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:09:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;woa....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/ashtray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/ashtray2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ashtray.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111907834725103607?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111907834725103607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111907834725103607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111907834725103607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111907834725103607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/06/woa.html' title='woa..'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111881626029705262</id><published>2005-06-14T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:36:59.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous true stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ridiculous true stuffs...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News has it that a new way of torture has been invented in the Guantanamo prison....heard it from the radio...heard it's very brutal....&lt;br /&gt;So, it's like this....obviously the poor captive has been subjected to tormenting experience....&lt;br /&gt;the US/ang moh millitant/prison guard/interrogator 'in English???: &lt;em&gt;Give us what we want and we'll go easy on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the Iraqi/Arab prisoner/terrorist suspect 'in English???: &lt;em&gt;No!!!&lt;/em&gt; (panting,breathing so xing ku)&lt;br /&gt;the US/ang moh millitant/prison guard/interrogator: &lt;em&gt;No????!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Iraqi/Arab prisoner/terrorist suspect: &lt;em&gt;NOooooo...&lt;/em&gt;....(sounding almost chocked)&lt;br /&gt;the US/ang moh millitant/prison guard/interrogator: &lt;em&gt;Give it to him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;radio/hifi system/com speaker(i think): &lt;em&gt;What a gal wants, what a gal needs...whatever makes me happy sets you free....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the Iraqi/Arab prisoner/terrorist suspect: &lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Aaaaaaarggggghhhhhhhhhhhh................*%$#@*(J"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaaaaaarggggghhhhhhhhhhhh................*%$#@*(J&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;*(^&amp;amp;@*******!!!!!!!! Aaaargggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;meanwhile, the radio/hifi system/com speaker continues: &lt;em&gt;What a gal wants, what a gal needs...&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the Iraqi/Arab prisoner/terrorist suspect: &lt;em&gt;AAaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh...&lt;/em&gt;....(mouth foaming.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Christina Aguilera's 'What A Gal Wants' song has been used as the latest and most sophisticated tools of mental torture in the notorious prison...Or is it only this song??? I think any of her songs such as the super noise pollutant 'Genie in a Bottle' will be as lethal too....Good job Christina! You have played your part for your country......excellent example of patriotism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto another thing....&lt;br /&gt;Found this on some site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You Know You're Indonesian When....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Your stomach growls when you don't eat rice for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe kecap ABC could turn bad cooking to gourmet food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk during a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat fried rice in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer Versace or Moschino jeans over Gap or Levi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't think Jim Carrey is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Onky Alexander is a hunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Rhoma Irama is kampungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carry a 16 oz. jar of sambal to where ever you travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving a car that is cheaper than $15,000 embarrasses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think dangdut is stupid, but listen to it anyways, because you are homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to travel 25 miles to buy tahu and tempe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are "Dreaming of a WARM Christmas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very good at avoiding potholes and other road hazards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your local McDonald's serves rice and sambal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Supermi is a staple food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever tried passing a Rp 50 coin as a quarter in a US vending machine/pay phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever successfully bribed a police officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever successfully bribed a customs officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do your shopping in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drivers license claims you are 5 years older then you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever legally bought pirated software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever been forced to memorize UUD'45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have bought something from a barefooted street peddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly how many islands Indonesia has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever eaten something sold off a cart on wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realized that money is everything before you were six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that comes to mind when hearing the word "Jakarta" is "macet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone you know has ever ridden on top of a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily commute includes thinking up new ways to ride the city bus for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind people being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think standing in line is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have tried every Monday of your youth trying to avoid upacara bendera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have used a mosquito repellant that looks like a coil and is lit on one end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use the terms "Ni yee", "-lah" and "Ih, jijay" on daily basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Pancasila is, what it means and know it by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complain that movies in America don't have sub-titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily conversation may include enactments of TV commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever consulted a dukun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your whole class has ever cheated on a test, and gotten away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever spent the night before an exam looking for someone who sells the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the smell of terasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the Thomas Cup is equal to the Super Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can name a manufacturer of shuttlecocks/badminton birdies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a 16' satellite dish hidden in your back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever ridden in a motor vehicle with three wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss your maid during laundry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your clothing has brand names printed on it that is visible from 50' away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attend weddings only until you are done eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have attended weddings that you are not invited to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to McDonald's to get your weekly supply of ketchup, salt, pepper and napkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know more than one music group that stole the tune of Cranberries' "Zombie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a can of Baygon on your kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make major decisions based on gengsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take advantage of Wal-Mart's 30 days money-back-guarantee to "borrow" home appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in your family has extra pockets in his outfit to hide cookies from the all-you-can-eat bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have paid more then $1000 to get your name on your license plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When watching TV you regularly find that all the channels broadcast the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know more than 10 acronyms/abbreviations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set the ring tone of your cell phone as loud as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend your weekends at an expensive five star hotel near your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have one of those gigantic 5000 watts stereo system even though you can't turn it as loud as you can since you live in a crowded neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Toyota Kijang is packed with bull bar, fog lights, roof rail, car alarm, expensive car audio, gold plated emblems, tail light "protector", racing steering wheels, sports muffler, lowered suspension, 17 inch wheels with expensive tires, etc. Yet you find them not gaul enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to squeeze 15 passengers in your Toyota Kijang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're rich, you buy a huge 50.000 dollars imported SUV and demands it to run minimal 12 kilometers with a liter of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to buy unleaded gas for your imported car even though it costs less than 20 cents a liter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your drivers license at the age of 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it without any driving tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unfamiliar with electric stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are even more unfamiliar with microwave ovens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a student, your main purpose in life is to succeed in UMPTN and get into a Universitas Negeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've graduated from college, your main purpose in life is to find an easy job with big salary at a foreign company even if you have to stay unemployed for five years to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you finally got a job, your main purpose in life is now to get a wife/husband that's rich, from a "good" family, and the most importantly good looking in order to memperbaiki keturunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're proud to be Indonesian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Indonesian friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Too bad they dun have singaporean one.............hiieeeeeeeeee...............................some, most are true ler................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111881626029705262?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111881626029705262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111881626029705262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111881626029705262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111881626029705262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/06/ridiculous-true-stuffs.html' title='Ridiculous true stuffs'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111772112903144928</id><published>2005-05-30T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T07:05:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food @ Expo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Food @ Expo....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Food fair at Expo..again...i go every year..yeeeaaa...free food....Food stuffs sold cheaper there...ate the super size white button mushroom again cos cannot find it in the supermarket, wet market, anywhere lar....very huge, the size of oreo biscuit..slightly bigger.....&lt;br /&gt;there is going to be another one in july....going man...&lt;br /&gt;eating is one of the greatest blessing.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111750909924053120</id><published>2005-05-29T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:39:31.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>star wars - revenge of the sith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Wars - Revenge of the Sith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiehiehie,i watched it liao with kei &amp; shelie again,3 of us did the threesome too for the first 2 episodes ....&lt;br /&gt;Overall, entertaining lar, worth the $, but too many switching between scenes...reminds me of powerpoint screen changes... somehow,the light sabre fighting was sooo slow-motion in this episode except when Anakin &amp;amp; Obiwan fought each other....Obiwan is forever coooooooooooooool!!!! 3 cheers to Obiwan, young or old, Obiwan always looked good..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/1607145058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/1607145058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/793028840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 110px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 76px" height="71" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/793028840.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some things i realised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mace Windu the only one with purple sabre or is it?? y so special one ah??aiyah, i expect him to die in a more 'guang rong' way since he was one of the high ranked jedis..or maybe he is nt dead yet, the show didnt show the proof that he died right? He was just being thrown out of a high storey window, he is supposed to be super mah, die so easily merh?? Aiyah, I hope G.Lucas is more greedy n $ minded n make the next three episodes…remake the old ones, minus the ewok lar…hehe so goood…. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story line has some holes here and there ler, or maybe my english still cant make it &amp;amp; i dun understand those parts i tot are missing.....nowhere is clear why the Sith are so pissed by the Jedi and the Republic, revenge ah? why? jedis killed sith? got mer?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wot kei said is true...i rewatch the old episodes, then...i realised...ya ah, Leia really got say her mom aka padme was a sad woman, i tot she died liao in the revenge of the sith???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But nvmind....becos my Obiwan is in it, so,george lucas, u are forgiven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;interesting...applicable only to star wars fans lar... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starwarsdotcom.com/_humor/lists/m_darkjedi.html"&gt;http://www.starwarsdotcom.com/_humor/lists/m_darkjedi.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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sith'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111692809704436680</id><published>2005-05-24T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:21:39.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is it with the army....</title><content type='html'>what is it with the army??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is army days really so woooa until whatever the guys talked about have to somehow have the army element in them???&lt;br /&gt;for eg. that saturday, dot was complaining about how sucky the boss was, ''he thinks he is big shot ah...bla bla bla...shit ah..shit shit shit...until i must stress on the word 'shit' on him.bla..bla..bla..",then this guy who was helping with the open house replied:''ya ya ya, i understand, that time ah, in the army...bla bla bla..the commander...we also always 'shit him ah'...bla bla bla.."then i was thinking:''??? not very connect ler."&lt;br /&gt;another eg. so we have to bring the big bulky chairs in the conference room to the open house location, so when we got to the staircase, this student helper(another one) offered to carry the chairs up one by one himself, i was like:''woaa, so strong ah...", then he said:''last time in the army i carried 3x heavier stuff"...then,my thinking:''army..again'', ok lar,this one is not so bad, at least it's still within the conversation range..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111692809704436680?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111676837210676027</id><published>2005-05-19T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T06:46:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my factory job</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Factory Job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come across these pics, n this was how i looked like when i was working in Hitachi, assembling the hardware components, everything was covered up, from head to toes,except for the eyes..made me feel like taleban gals...once out of the clean room, we wouldnt recognise who we had talked to inside...well, not really, if ur 'eyes part' is distinctive enough, like mine, i wore my spec to the factory....so some of the aunties would go "oouuu, you are the blue spec gal eh..."when they saw me in the changing room...took about ten minutes to get in n out of the jumpsuit if you were an 'expert' already, but for the newbies, it could take 15-20 minutes just to get into the outfit, it could frustrating sometimes, when hairs somehow got out of the hood,when the jeans started appearing, which was not supposed to be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/qnroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/qnroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/1246469188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 136px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 120px" height="104" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/1246469188.jpg" width="194" border="0" 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job'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111630846044314007</id><published>2005-05-16T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:41:00.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3fs,1s,and 1h</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3fs,1s,and1h....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nah who is always full of very interesting crap once said to the ppl in 20024a, the key to the happiness in life is.....the usual n obvious things...family,friends, faith..yes,faith is very important too, health, and the last one,s......,cant figure out wot is it, cant remember....cant remember....wot ah......&lt;div 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on...............why~~~~ooooooooo~~~~~~~~~~why......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111590521685646577?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111590521685646577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111590521685646577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111590521685646577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111590521685646577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-o-why.html' title='why o why'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111538863114962079</id><published>2005-05-06T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T07:23:09.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonder of left handers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Woooaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were eating at the keppel club for secretary's week, then dr dietmar commented that we got 2 left handers because he saw me n ernest using our left hands to hold the chopsticks, then annie asked 'i tot u write with right hand' then, haiz the whole thing started again, i mus explain why i ended up like this then the ' woa so weird','why like that','so u can use both' statements came shooting at me again...then prof ragunath said that actually ppl who grow up like my codition is not good, because the brain will be confused, left or right, right or left, no wonder my sense of direction sucks,i have been to orchard like dunno how many times, i still dunno my way there...excuses,excuses....see lar,blame it on my father lar, told me to write with my right hand...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, then he added''but..there is one thing that left handers can do that right handers cant; left handers can write words as in mirror image fluently but righters cant, i did some experiment myself,do you know that da vinci was a left hander and for decades ppl just dun understand his scripts because all these scripts were written in mirror image, this man is real genius...' i was like soo wooooooaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;dev told me to read 'da vinci's code'some time ago, then it got say inside about his scripts which have to be read in front of a mirror,nv know that it was attributed to his left handedness,wooaa....aniwae the book is good,especially when it comes to the 'distorted facts' about christianism that we know today, so scandalous,bible being just a tool for major political reformation by constantine..interesting,dunno y i was so happy n thrilled when i read about those stuffs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111538863114962079?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111538863114962079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111538863114962079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;So, the real problem isn't not knowing what you want&lt;br /&gt;but you THOUGHT you want....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111521794008858679?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111521794008858679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111521794008858679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111521794008858679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111521794008858679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/05/think.html' 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uncles, old ppl..i was quite extra lar, ma asked me to join them n so i joined, told her that i wanna protect my old folks, tats why i went despite the companion...woa, see,so xiao shun...crap lar...&lt;br /&gt;so, what kind of stupid ppl nv bring camera on their tour,the seven of us lor,then the worse thing was, we went there weekend, so it was hard to find a shop that sold camera and was openned for business....the city is kinda ulu...it was so hot and humid..much worse than s'pore...coastal area lar...out of seven ppl i was the only one came back empty handed, the stuffs there nothing much although cheaper...the only thing i bought was a pair of flip flop cos it was so cheap S$2, good bargain for that kinda quality, but it was a pair that no one bother to look at or to steal if left outside on the hdb corridor...so i ended up becoming thir bellboy lar, carry this n that n none was mine....&lt;br /&gt;so...wot did i see...temples, portugese graves, zheng he's temples, the eunuch i read about from my sec 4 chinese text book, ancient well that gives water with high cohesive property, the tour guide was like showing how the water did not spill off from the overflowed cup like magic show... then, i saw very big chicken bao in pasar malam there,almost the size of a freesbie, see demonstration about bees' farm...aiyah..nothing much, but quite okay...i should have brought camera...there were some shots worth taking ler, i'm going to buy camera, decided, yup,but no idea wot kind...nothing much happened, nothing good enough to buy for souvenirs... but happy of the trip...becoz to my standard, boring = quite ok, quite exciting, and exciting = too much...&lt;br /&gt;it's a good start lar, at least i have been to somewhere now besides s'pore n jakarta...been to thailand, but not much impression...so that one's not counted...i want to travel at least once a year, maybe after i got enough $ lar, but i dun want thailand, malaysia or vietnam or hongkong to start with...like Teresa has said,' wanna go travelling, go far first than near, cos now u still young, have nt much responsibility,no kids,no illness, can hold on longer, stronger, wont get tired so easily,more energy,can walk more...' ,so lets start with US,haha dream on...but i definitely wanna ttravel...n take photos....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111512601111545757?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111512601111545757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111512601111545757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111512601111545757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and mamasan at my block came back and had their so called aerobic down there instead of the park (including my mother lar), so it was raining, then i had to walk past them, and the floor was slippery and as i walked past i had to flash the automated smile at those familiar faces, then suddenly..'woooou', not as in 'amazed' but as in 'help', i slipped and nearly fall down...then one of the aunties said' woa,see yuor mother until fall down ah', haiyo so uncool,not that i am cool usually lar, but maaluuuuuuuu lar....&lt;br /&gt;so then, out of my block, on my way to bus stop, i slipped again, lucky nv fall down...again...then there were ppl behind me,aaarghhhh,so maaaaluuuu,no face....STUPID RAAAAIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then at work...my com got prob, then i asked Daniel to help, so he came to my table, then i stand beside him, kinda close cos we both looking n trying to fix that stupid com, then...my stomach as usual, suddenly..'groowwuull!!!!!!!!!', my stomach always got prob one, but of all time, it had to be the loudest one of all, aaarghhhhh, really hope he nv heard, but i think he did, but still hope he tot it was some sound from the the conked-up pc....hai~ ....arrrggggghhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;aaaargh....aaaarrggghhhh......&lt;br /&gt;then next was when i was doing my daily rounds collecting mails....so,there were about 20 packs of thick catalouges weighing about 4 kg each for the acad staff, so, the man at the mailing room was so nice to let me use his trolley since i had forgotten to bring mine, so i stacked them up...the stupid trolley was so old and gave out super loud squeaky sound...so horrible,the faster i pushed it, the louder it got, sounds like wot only...aniwae, so it was so loud ppl walking around turned their heads to see, so i pushed it real slow until i felt like some karang guni ah em,doesnt mean any bad stuffs to those ah ems lar, but we all know how slow they are lar rite, then the stupid plastic wrapper to wrap those catalouges were kinda slippery, they kept slidding off the stacks and i had to stop every now and then to replace them in the middle of the way,so troublesome...&lt;br /&gt;walau, after i got back to office ,realised 6 of them were not for ppl from bioengineering, so i have to send them back to the mail room, along the way there is this guy kind enough to help open the glass door separating the mechanical eng corridor and the mailing room corridor, then he continued to walk n i continued pushing the trolley, then along the way, those fucking catalouges had to slipped off the trolley three times and that same guy had to kinda stop 3 times too to help me pick them up....walau...so maaaaaluuuu again, i had to say thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you sooo many times until my face red, sooooo pai seh lor....maaaaaalllllluuuuuuuuuu,suuuuuper embarrassing lor...............&lt;br /&gt;then....after i was off from work, i stopped by the grocery store coz felix asked me to buy sprite. so, i saw the new lime magazine so i picked it up, wanting to buy it, then when i got to the fridge, i saw no sprite,only pepsi and coca cola, so i phoned felix to ask him whether these two were ok, by that time, the cashier auntie was already looking at me, kinda saying 'so wot u wan',so  i put the magazine on the counter first coz i was dead sure of buying it and 100% positive dev hadnt got it while i was on the phone with felix. then, last minute, juz to make sure i gt felix to check with dev in case she already got it. As i said, i am 100% sure she hadnt, i was already handing out my money, then felix sudd said,'she bought liao lar', walau..then i quickly pulled back the $ and put back the mag, took out the cola from the fridge and smile-smile to the auntie apologetically...the auntie was like giving me somekind of look, but not the bue-song look lar, so it was okay....then yah, i went home lor..................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111469515616157404?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111469515616157404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111469515616157404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111469515616157404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111469515616157404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-is-maluating.html' title='today is maluating'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111460844580419829</id><published>2005-04-27T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T07:08:25.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>partially enlightened</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;partially enlightened..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the office was empty for the morning, everybody gone for lab tour in DOS, toh is away for the week, better still, forever, but too bad,tats not happening...so left me n teresa, we went lunch together, juz the both of us,ouuuuww, no lar,cos gt no choice rite..so of coz we have to tok rite,but she did most of the toking n me as usual in most of any other conversation will just listen and 'ooo', 'ya lor','haaaah','wooa' occasionally...she tok bout herself n the office...find out some interesting gossip, some overblown matters which leave me thinking why are adults or issit office ppl or issit all working ppl so ji jiao one...but aniwae, i kinda feel the 'ding' about some things that she said...there are some wise thinking she got in there that i nv think before...haiyah, the thing is that, she is older, more experience, tats why she can have some of these wise points...the thing is,i used to think adults give crappy obvious suggestion or advice which i can come up with myself, which is true for most of the time,so learning technical things from them,yes, but other than that, no, i can think of that myself...buuut, haiz, i am always contradicting myself, so the moral of the whole thing is 'always listen to the the more experienced ones ie ppl older than you, you will surely stumble upon a few good ones, probably 1 in 10000, but hey,since you are hardly impressed, and you think there is one good one,that one good one must be worth absorbing right...&lt;br /&gt;theen, i realise...listening to songs is best when using earphones ie.mp3,discman,walkman,etc..&lt;br /&gt;and radio...but my current radio, actually not even mine, think its my uncle's n he doesnt want it animore and he definitely has completely forgotten about it, so the radio cant play cd...so instead of buying radio with cd player, might as well buy the cooler version of radio..hifi...yeeeeaaa, but..must save money siah..&lt;br /&gt;- ___- still, can only afford the cheapo one,haaaizzzz.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111460844580419829?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111460844580419829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111460844580419829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111460844580419829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111460844580419829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/partially-enlightened.html' title='partially enlightened'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111449409354336920</id><published>2005-04-25T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T04:04:05.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toads in hamburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Toads in Hamburg, so sad...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to the radio juz now, the toads in Hamburg are bloating up to 3.5 times their original size and then 'PHOAAAM' they explode and have their limbs and parts tossed everywhere, it sounds as if the roads there are usually full of toads, but i think it's like that, otherwise they wont make such a big fuss out of it, like in s'pore if toads start to self-detonate we wouldnt know it cos we hardly see them, even when it's raining, we only hear their croaking from the drains. so nobody knows why, even the smarties dunno wots going on, maybe fungal or somekind of virus, nah, the usual stuffs,but guess wot, they seriously consider crows as the possible cause too like in the movie 'the birds' where crows kinda attack and scare the toads to death,crow n toads...haha really meh..bizzzzzzzzzare...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, nice pic rite,i have seen toads behaving like this during one of the visits to botanic garden...they seem to be enjoying themselves soooo much...heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/toads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/toads.jpg" 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hamburg'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111432048004431163</id><published>2005-04-24T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:39:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>full moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;full moon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very hard to capture one whole full moon clearly with my sis's free gift digital cam from my window...but this is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/Saturday%20with%20JImmy%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/Saturday%20with%20JImmy%20011.jpg" 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/7116398-111432048004431163?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111432048004431163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111432048004431163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111432048004431163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111432048004431163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-moon.html' title='full moon'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111431620855405456</id><published>2005-04-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:21:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woa....funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come across this very angry blogger, think wot she write is pretty funny, check this out...&lt;br /&gt;''DEATH TO AVRIL LAVINE&lt;br /&gt;oh avril you poser you make me SICK&lt;br /&gt;if i ever meet you your ass i will KICK&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot soil my converses on your filth ridden self&lt;br /&gt;it amazes me how with a voice like that you got wealth&lt;br /&gt;you are a poser a poser a poser who can't sing worth shit&lt;br /&gt;you are such a poser you are a bitch&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd die in a hole!&lt;br /&gt;oh screw it you're not worth my time or neurons to try and figure out&lt;br /&gt;some rhyming words to describe your sad SELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok then go to heaven i'm going to hell so that works for me! ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, avril is really fake lar,tot everybody likes her...nv expect tat somebody hates her so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111431620855405456?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111431620855405456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111431620855405456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111431620855405456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111431620855405456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/woa.html' title=''/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111391645919074908</id><published>2005-04-21T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T22:56:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the cure to constipation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the cure to constipation.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after years of research and countless self-experimentation in many different labs at many different locations by Prof Leilani, it is confirmed that drinking HOT coffee,must be hot, especially those that come in 3 in 1 packets, preferably,'cafe21', 'super', 'indocafe', and 'nescafe' will guarantee you fast relief.....others such as 'owl,'kapal api', 'torabika' are still under further investigation, note that scientific findings are always subjected to change in due course of time....&lt;br /&gt;huahuahahha,hiehiehihi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111391645919074908?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111391645919074908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111391645919074908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111391645919074908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111391645919074908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/cure-to-constipation.html' title='the cure to constipation....'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111374944490743179</id><published>2005-04-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T06:04:13.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogging..diff kinda blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;blogs, diff kind of blogs, this blog vs that blog....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so much blog hopping during so much boring spare time,i notice that the difference between angmohs' or should i say other than s'poreans' blogs and s'poreans' blogs is that angmohs/non sp ones have uniform n 'ripped off from provided templates' skins but have more content n 'insights' as in more chim lar whereas the later ones have very interesting skins but less content lar, applies to 'most' not 'all' ah, hieeeee.........reminds me gp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111374944490743179?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111374944490743179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111374944490743179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111374944490743179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111374944490743179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-bloggingdiff-kinda-blogs.html' title='back to blogging..diff kinda blogs'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111388880495641800</id><published>2005-04-18T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T04:05:53.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>expressive new skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;expressive new skin....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, out of boredom i have made a new skin that hints my pedophilic trait, hahahahaha,huahuahuahuahua.....beware!!beware of me,wherever you are kids,no, to be exact, beware!! beware, wherever you are, little didi,small little boyz.....hiehiehiehiehiehie..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111388880495641800?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111388880495641800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111388880495641800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111388880495641800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111388880495641800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/04/expressive-new-skin.html' title='expressive new skin'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111225137461706534</id><published>2005-03-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:46:18.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiya............</title><content type='html'>hiya.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loooooooong time it's been since i post anything.........lazy as usual, n nothing there is to tok about...again...boring me......&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i have work to do, but nv mind, iam in the office aniway....this week is goooooooooood... Prof Toh is out for the whole week till the 6th, yuhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuu and Prof Colin is going to be away for like the next 3 months.....heh, i gt the questions of bio.engin. test, so anibody wan tips, come to me, nah, i dun even know which year it is for....n iam gooing to get into deeep deeeep trouble if i ever leak it out.............&lt;br /&gt;jus yesterday, dunno y, suddenly, i think breaking benjamin singer is kinda suai, been a long time since i listen to them....crap....crappy crappy crap....&lt;br /&gt;btw, i started the jap tuition at kreta ayer cc with kei, jap always sounds way too cutey n girly to me no matter how 'manly' u try to make it sound to be....cant decide bio.eng n account till now.... the weather these days, super gloomy, makes me feel dark too, darn ,too sian till i muz tok bout the weather.....u knoe wot, till now i still kinda not used to the idea that i'm out of aj liao....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111225137461706534?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111225137461706534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111225137461706534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111225137461706534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111225137461706534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/03/hiya.html' title='hiya............'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-111123461774331972</id><published>2005-03-19T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:22:48.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>change skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;change skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeee, i changed my skin at last, the last time one was haiz..'shakes head', not my original one lar, copied from blogskins, i want the template....but gonna change the pic if i end up finding one and the wordings at the bottom of the page.... got music player also ler,wot song should i put.....&lt;br /&gt;change from doddle board to chatterbox-flobble....think muz pay for doddle, haiz, why is the creator or whoever so cheapskate....doddle's got a lot of nice smilies ler....&lt;br /&gt;got nothing better to do....so back to blogging...&lt;br /&gt;bought my mp3 discman liao...at last....only becos my old one is totally cranked up liao,no more function could be performed, but dun worry i wont throw u away, u r my first discman, will always love ya.&lt;br /&gt;so yah, decided to buy 'mp3discman' n not 'mp3player only'. after years of research n surveys....&lt;br /&gt;altho the end result so obviously has shown 'mp3 only' as the winner, due to my already-been-there-since-born kind heart, i, decided to go with the underdog,i dun care ppl call me outdated, i dun care ppl saying me stupid...."why so stupid, now where got ppl use discman, buy mp3 lar"as quoted straight from the mouth of a creature which is called ari....i chose 'mp3discman' as my privileged company.......so yah, welcome to the big family.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-111123461774331972?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/111123461774331972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=111123461774331972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111123461774331972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/111123461774331972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/03/change-skin.html' title='change skin'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110948488586117935</id><published>2005-02-26T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:14:45.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch constantine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;juz another day.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much for today....actually kei wanted us to go woodland for some scary rides, but shelie n me are scared, hehe, yea, yea, yea, call me chicken, but i rather be one than having to get heart attack n die just for the sake of accompanying some boliao fren, hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;but at least it tried to find 'replacement'----serene n miuw2, but i think it was no use, so yah, too bad for kei.....&lt;br /&gt;then went to watch 'Constantine' at great world, the show is okay, worth the $, not as crap as wot serene made it out to be. The show has quite a lot of differences from the comic, maybe tats y the movie is titled 'constantine' instead of 'hellblazer'. John C. in the show is not as loser as he is in the comic. The situation in the show is not as dark n as depressing as it is in the comic. John C. is definitely much more handsome n cooler, of coz it's Keanu, wotdoyaexpect??? At least in this show, he has a glimmer of hope in his life, to me, i think, but in the comic, it is just endless deaths n 'mishappenings'. His childhood is a diff, or maybe it's juz not fully depicted in the show lar....still got some more itsybitsy stuffs lar, not impt....entertaining ,overall....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110948488586117935?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110948488586117935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110948488586117935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110948488586117935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110948488586117935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/02/watch-constantine.html' title='watch constantine'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110933671322047748</id><published>2005-02-25T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T19:57:49.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my ez link card, where art thou now, oh my lovely ez link card~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OH, my ez link card, where art thou now, oh my lovely ez link card~~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has been with me for four very long years,&lt;br /&gt;went through the thick n thin together,&lt;br /&gt;together hand in hand we braved the storm,&lt;br /&gt;and all those joy we have shared~~~~,&lt;br /&gt;she stayed very faithfully with me every single day, rain or shine,&lt;br /&gt;sacrificed her sleep so that she could send me to school early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;never complained a single word when she had to stay back till late hours during those torturous school years.................&lt;br /&gt;always accompany me wherever i go, never leave me alone....&lt;br /&gt;the bond we shared,&lt;br /&gt;the understanding we had between us......&lt;br /&gt;since u've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep, cant eat,cant work ,cant shit&lt;br /&gt;oh, my sweet ez link car where are you now, please come back to momma....&lt;br /&gt;please dun do this to me....&lt;br /&gt;tat stupid dev, i hate her, she lost my ez link card ,the one with my beautiful face on, the only one in this whole wide world, the one that i have taken good care of these 4 long years, no tear, no wear, n she lost it juz like tat, without feeling much guilt, what the heck, wot if ppl do 'nyongnyong ' to me? some spell on me? my pic is on it ler...&lt;br /&gt;n y the hell my card is with her???? coz my work place is far n my card becomes adult fare after i left school, so to save cost n since dev school is soooo near, so i use hers n she used mine, sooooo whose fault issit???? my fault??? dev's fault???y muz i exchanged card with her in the 1st place, knowing how idiotic she is, y muz i be so 'ngiao', so stingy so calculative........wwwaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am sorry, i am sorry, it all started with me, it's my fault, forgive me my ez link card, forgive me....pls come back soon ,back to me......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110933671322047748?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110933671322047748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110933671322047748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110933671322047748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110933671322047748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-my-ez-link-card-where-art-thou-now.html' title='oh my ez link card, where art thou now, oh my lovely ez link card~~~~'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110924423844385959</id><published>2005-02-24T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T05:52:07.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and the aunties</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Me ANd the AUNties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, wot is it with me and aunties....aunties? hmmm, middle age women, 40s-50s? yeah, i find out i have 'great affinity' with them, maybe if aunties use the com, my frenster will be full of them.&lt;br /&gt;i have changed my job btw, from factory to office job.&lt;br /&gt;Bye2 hitachi, bye2 3 for $1 curry puffs for lunch, bye2 3ocents teh tarik, bye2 3pm daily 'amukan massa', bye2 actuator, bye2 pivot height check,bye2 my 4 ovens,bye2 irritating QA, bye2 china ot gals,bye2 my jumpsuit.......altho it's only been a month or so, iam a very 'zong gan qing' one ler, im sad leaving tat place, so used to it liao....hmmm, there goes my 1st job...&lt;br /&gt;then come this second job recommended by serene, dragged there by $$$$$$ ,better money,still like my factory job, but who knows later.....it's all bout time, maybe i 'll get used to it too......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to the point,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me n the aunties....&lt;br /&gt;at my factory job, for the 1st few days, my best fren who went lunch, walked home, went break, went toilet with me,listened to my crap, treated me to curry puffs was one malay auntie, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siti something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is her name...but she was transferred to 7th floor, the hell of block4, she didnt deserve that of coz,but yaaah...so we were separated, hardly got to see her, sad siah, what more she had already promised to intro her 24 yr old police son if he fetch her from work....luv u always aunty, Allah bless you...n ur son too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,when i was down n lonely for about half hour,here came another aunty, chinese this time, shorter than me ler...yes, morning aunty(siti) went off, that same day later in the morning sudd, i saw a figure of somebody outlined with shinning light so bright like a divine being walking  towards me, approaching me...teng teng teng teng....here came&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah moi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;abang2 back in Jakarta call me that on the street, i'll slap his face ah, but i swear tat's her name...i saw it on her id card with my own eyes, she was funny, short tounged, kecil, did i mention shorter than me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she works for fun, woooa, coz lar, her son n daughter are grown ups,she is bored at home....she was the one who convinced me to take on this new job btw.....miss you always aunty, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ti Gong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bao you ni always.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my current work place, havent got to know ppl well yet, i'm still uncomfortable wit the ppl, but i'm okay with &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorothy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;imagine calling her aunty but judging by her age she is one...i always ask her for help if i dunno stuff, serene's lousy lar you...maybe coz she lives near me, take bus33 with me to n back from work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, there are many ppl of my age at both place working, &lt;strong&gt;young people,&lt;/strong&gt;ya, me, young ppl...but somehow, i mix better with aunty. When i went to lunch with them,we hardly talked, we juz ate n ate most of the time, when chatting, there would be many awkward pauses. But when i was with aunties, me, love toking to them man, tok every cock under the sun.....&lt;br /&gt;so my conclusion: &lt;em&gt;ppl are old but young at heart, but i'm young but old at heart&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;aunties are the best......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110924423844385959?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110924423844385959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110924423844385959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110924423844385959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110924423844385959'/><link 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cny nowadays or nowayears if there is such word ah, not as great as in the past, less ppl, my family members and frens, migrate one by one, older ones are gone, ang bao not as much also....hheeeeewwwww&lt;br /&gt;ang bao tis year is exceptionally little, haiz, no need to go bank liao.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110838480084457268?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110838480084457268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110838480084457268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110838480084457268'/><link 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miiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssss, how can i do this to myself, arrrgh!!i missed all of the triple treat in mtv ampuh today, slap myself man..........aaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;first: the vj of the week is adaband lead man!!!he is so cool lar, so diff, i wanna hear him tok no matter how boring he is lar.......&lt;br /&gt;second: today got show ahmad dhani's video, full man, after sooooooooooooo many weeks they cut short.........he nv look as cool in his other videos and wot happen???i nv get to see it!&lt;br /&gt;the third and the &lt;strong&gt;MOST IMPORTANT&lt;/strong&gt;: they showed my Ariel in KUKATAKAN DENGAN INDAH video with him showing off his excellent, muscular, well-toned sexy body!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! droooooooooooool, slurrrp, my saliva dropping non stop and my nose is bleeding now man, hhhhhhhhhooooooooooooooottttttttttt lar, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunffffffaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110776789631102944?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110776789631102944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110776789631102944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110776789631102944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110776789631102944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-can-i-missssssssssss.html' title='how can i missssssssssss................'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110777007946727967</id><published>2005-02-05T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T19:19:14.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am unwritten, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't read my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just beginning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the pen's in my hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ending unplanned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I break tradition, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes my tries, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are outside the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I can't live that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only you can let it inNo one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~ by Natashia &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;Bed&lt;/a&gt;ingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masih (sahabatku, kekasihku)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rasa Cinta yang dulu t'lah hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kini berseri ke&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;T'lah ku coba lupakan dirinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hapus cerita lalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dan lihatlah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dirimu bagai bunga di musim semi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yang tersenyum menatap indahnya dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yang sering menyambut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jawaban s'gala gundahmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Walau badai menghadang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ingatlah ku kan selalu setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Menjagamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Berdua kita lewati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jalan yang berliku tajam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Resah yang kau rasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kan jadi bagian hidupku bersamamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Letakkanlah segala lara di pundakku ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;S'tiap waktu wajahmu yang lugu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;S'lalu ilhami langkahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Telah lama kunanti dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tempat ku kan berlabuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cahaya hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yakinlah kan kekal abadi s'lamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Seperti bintang yang sinarnya terangi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;S'luruh ruang di jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;wa kedamaian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~by ADA band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But she's just like a maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I've done all I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm starting to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it's got nothing to do with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, you see that skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now she's left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cleaning up the mess he made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boys, you can break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll find out how much they can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boys will be strongAnd boys soldier on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But boys would be gone without the warmth from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A womans good, good heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On behalf of every man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking out for every girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So fathers, be good to your daughters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~by John Mayer&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/7116398-110777007946727967?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110777007946727967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110777007946727967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110777007946727967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110777007946727967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/02/lyrics.html' title='lyrics'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110631611056432530</id><published>2005-01-21T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T06:01:50.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy food AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lousy food AGAIN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to orchard Agaaaain....&lt;br /&gt;went to cktang to buy pants, then wheelock place to see canon photo exhibition------not me, i dun know how to appreciate those, dev is the 'chim' one.&lt;br /&gt;then went to Nooch at the same place and what happened???? i got cheated AND this is the SECOND time in a week that i made myself promise that i will nv ever again step into a food outlet..... stupid place, they sell jap noodles i nv fancy, tats okez, n they also sell thai &amp; local noodles, even better....buuuut the price was hell AGaaaaain, a common thing like laksa which i can get at any hawker centre for $3/4, it cost like $8 there, but i was still cool, treated it as service charge n also the cool place...........buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut they had to make me wait for like thousand years for the food to be ready, till my drink was dry n the ice had melted......okez, cool man, cool man, i was a patient person u knoe, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut when the food was finally served...pui!!!really cheated, i ordered this curry noodle, by the way, chicken tasted like rubber, so hard, no prawn, no fried onion, nothing!!!only noodle n chicken n it cost me 9 bucks man, can get 2 bowls at chinatown, craaap, the tom yam too, only got measly amoun tof sotong, no prawn, pui!!!!! so yah, dun ever go to Nooch ever again....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110631611056432530?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110631611056432530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110631611056432530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110631611056432530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110631611056432530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/01/lousy-food-again.html' title='lousy food AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110605263903596669</id><published>2005-01-18T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T04:57:19.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i hate plans, they suck, they nv turn out right, they always ruin things in the end....&lt;br /&gt;i hate changes, they suck too, not tat i have prob adapting, but i juz hate adapting.....&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that everything we do affects others, a hindrance....&lt;br /&gt;i hate reality, it is the suckiest of them all, FARKing reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110605263903596669?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110596944169129792</id><published>2005-01-16T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T05:44:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am cheated</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i am cheated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go idp open day today but ended up not going, tot phone is enough, besides, i pretty much already know the procedure, more or less lar....&lt;br /&gt;so as planned, i was going to give a treat, so we went to 'sakae sushi', the one in the airport, and hell, the stupid shop is a big time cheater man...........ppl should stop going to that brand to eat sushi, stupid 'sakae'.....the price of some of the stuffs are way too ridiculous man, for eg. a plate of scallop cost 1.80 bucks in other brand sushi shop, there, it costs $6.50 man, so ridiculous, the one with the fried prawn cost $1.80 too ,i am certain of that coz i remember farah gorged herself with that the last time we ate at cineleasure, there, it costs $6.50, 5x the normal price ler, i feel so cheeeated!!!! so very extremly not worth it lar.....all 'sakae' outlet got problem one, my bro said the thiong branch one taste sucky, i tot he is juz being eeerrr biased and picky and stupid, but now, YES SAKAE SUSHI IS IDIOT, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh, cheated big time!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110596944169129792?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110596944169129792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110575848719932665</id><published>2005-01-14T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:10:41.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;friday's here at last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, yea yea, friday, hahahaha....mad liao...no ot....haahaha..&lt;br /&gt;hah, today i knew already..who is the guy who always nv wear his jumpsuit properly, his jeans, too long, always coming out, he walks then his jeans sweep the floor, he is like giving the clean room a free cleaning service..not that i care lar..turns out raihan also noticing this person,then she said he was quite cute, everytime she went out to check hp, he was also doing the same thing, then shamini knows this person n anyhow told him that a gal was interested n asked him where he stay, married or not, the usual stuffs, he is 23,from myanmar but looked like malay, a technician lar, but not much of a use, haha so bad, shamini even brought him to walk past our station...raihan sooo maluuu man, funny man...&lt;br /&gt;haiz feels like i have been working there forever when actually, i am there only for less than three weeks, where is my pay,i wan my money, seems like it is taking forever for me to get it...very sianz of this job liao, muz wake up early...since the job started, my life has been a 'draaag', wake up, come home, sleep, week-ends become like century-ends, so looong, glad friday finally come...can be alive for 2 days then back to boredom...&lt;br /&gt;wtf, i should be grateful i found a job, hmmmm, shouldnt complain too much......"breathe in, breathe out, the world is so great"...haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;Karena sungguh memang Dia&lt;br /&gt;memang pantas dise&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;h, memang pantas dipuja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~Chrisye ft Ahmad Dhani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this song is so very 'make sense', religions tend to threaten ppl while teaching ppl to do good, is it really a bad thing? depends -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;but i dun think ppl do good stuffs just becoz of heaven lar.... another thing, i think the terms 'menye&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;h', 'memuja', 'praise', 'obey' are not suitable when we are talking bout god, u knoe, makes it sounds like somekind of cult...not appropriate right...nvm, whatever, the point is this song is by ahmad dhani and i like him altho he is ugly so to me his work is always good, hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/ahmad_dhani_01.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/ahmad_dhani_01.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, my ahmad dhani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110553320307325698?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110553320307325698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110553320307325698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110553320307325698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110553320307325698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/01/jika-surga-dan-neraka-tak-pernah-ada.html' title='jika surga dan neraka tak pernah ada'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110536644438844167</id><published>2005-01-10T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T05:44:21.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have&lt;strong&gt; u ever&lt;/strong&gt; have this &lt;strong&gt;feeling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/1024/tree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/1004/400/tree3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the road isnt exactly like this lar, but lazy to find better pic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever walked along a long continuous road where both of its sides are lined with tall trees....and these trees have leaves that almost touch each other and yet the view of the sky is visible and very clear to us...and the sky is clear, there is no sight of sun, not too bright and not too gloomy, it's neither raining nor there is any indication of it coming...the surrounding is clear, fresh and cool, not yellow and warm...breeze once in a while....not so much people...it's almost silent but somehow you can feel and know and hear the sound from the background, it may be the insects, the birds, the wind or the ppl(sounds like some stupid poem in pri school only), anything........................&lt;br /&gt;then, you juz walk along this road, juz walk and walk, and keep on walking....and as you walk you look around....keep on walking and walking, you nv thought of when this walk would end...juz walk...you feel....&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how i feel, but i like it, it's a feeling that doesnt come that often, it's rare, it's a very nice feeling, soothing? comforting? calming? dunno lar, dunno how to describe, this kind of feeling....... there are a lot of this kind of road, i know because i am sure i have had this feeling at several diff places, but the place alone is not enough, there muz be the weather, the air, everything lar, it's juz like DNA sequence in human, out of so many combination, only that specific one will produce that specific effect. i felt it recently when walking along the stretch of road i have to pass everytime i walk home from the mrt, everyday i walk it, but dont feel anyting except for that time....that feeling makes me wanna slow down my pace, it's like i purposely want to make the walk longer....&lt;br /&gt;so...........anybody got any idea wot the hell is this feeling??&lt;br /&gt;but then again, maybe it's juz one of my crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110536644438844167?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110536644438844167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110536644438844167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110536644438844167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110536644438844167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/01/have-u-ever-have-this-feeling-road.html' title=''/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110526393748379041</id><published>2005-01-09T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:32:16.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where r u</title><content type='html'>juz now i was half watching 我 猜, 我 猜, 我 猜 3x in channel U and half watching super sunday on channel 8. There is this segment in the super sunday show whereby each week there will be one guest star asking the show to find his/her long lost fren or relatives or anybody lar....&lt;br /&gt;and then juz now i was thinking, if i were one of these guest stars, who would i wanna to find....&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...i wanna find Ms. Angela...she was my english teacher when i juz come to singapore....&lt;br /&gt;she was an indian lady in her 30s, she was big, she talked a lot, she was funny, she was nice, she was anything lar, the main point is she was close to me. i would hang around her place almost everyday even on the days i didnt have lesson. it's not about how good a teacher she was or how thankful i was to her for her teachings or whatsoever...it's juz that...i dare say that 70% of the happy times i had during my hostel days are spent with her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Angela, where aaare u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110526393748379041?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110526393748379041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110526393748379041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110526393748379041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110526393748379041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/01/where-r-u.html' title='where r u'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116398.post-110467860354816406</id><published>2005-01-02T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T07:10:03.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;haiyah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i muz change my book display liao.....&lt;br /&gt;a lot of ppl have been asking...y i read so chim book...&lt;br /&gt;no lar, the book come with the skin template i copied 4 my skin...&lt;br /&gt;i think it look nice on my blog, so juz leave it there lor....hehe n also to give the impression that i am soooo 'chim' lar...&lt;br /&gt;wot the hell, i dun even understand wot is written on its cover....&lt;br /&gt;haiyah u all should knoe me well enough wot....i nv read book, not even story book or novel, wot more this  intimidating type one...i only read comic lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116398-110467860354816406?l=banana_bf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/feeds/110467860354816406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116398&amp;postID=110467860354816406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110467860354816406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116398/posts/default/110467860354816406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banana_bf.blogspot.com/2005/01/haiyah.html' title='haiyah...'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678933019604603913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
