<?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-29391074</id><updated>2011-10-17T17:08:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply contented</title><subtitle type='html'>I have people around who wish to die, some wished for better ones. But hey, u only live once, who knows about second life? Work harder if u want better lives. Live life to the fullest people, its what u are alive for, aint it?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-8780306661418034608</id><published>2007-09-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:13:36.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice place</title><content type='html'>My uncle has a very nice place, spent lots of time decorating that place. The view on ECP and the sea beyong is simply breath-taking. How i wish to spend just one night there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad Hl came along with me, hope it didnt bore her too much cause she didnt seem to enjoy it :(. The dog was very cute lah, nice to see but it will be a hassle if i were to have one. I cant even look after myself already still want to care for another. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-8780306661418034608?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8780306661418034608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=8780306661418034608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8780306661418034608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8780306661418034608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/nice-place.html' title='Nice place'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-900895187666259537</id><published>2007-08-31T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:29:39.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night or should i say wee hours of this morning, Gary, Kevin, Bosco, Shi Kang and myself went sing K! Woohoo first time go sing leh, song song till jurong lah! Too bad the rest couldnt join us, if not lagi happening man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang a lot of songs, english, chinese, hokkien also have. Sibei song, laughing and yelling at the top of our voices with no one to stop us is really really letting go. Really really nice experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-900895187666259537?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/900895187666259537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=900895187666259537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/900895187666259537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/900895187666259537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/song.html' title='SONG!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-5478927305547701407</id><published>2007-08-27T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:05:55.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotting at home</title><content type='html'>This is very boring dah, rotting at home. Play games until sian also. I need to go out... now. I REALLY NEED TOO! If u wanna go out, jio me and see if i can make it. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says Singapore got no local talent, see this &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQrMvtchYSc"&gt;local N93 advert&lt;/a&gt; production and u will know what i mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-5478927305547701407?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5478927305547701407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=5478927305547701407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5478927305547701407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5478927305547701407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/rotting-at-home.html' title='Rotting at home'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-8173950189349880300</id><published>2007-08-25T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:52:25.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless</title><content type='html'>Boo! I'm jobless since my holidays! Nooooo! Nvm lor, dont spend so much this month. Try to save a bit here and there then wait for next month before i get allowance :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kumon for interview yesterday, it was pretty stupid lah. Still must take test leh, lame. Not interview to be teacher also, just marker only still must do. It was a laughing matter between Gary and myself lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my friends a lot, late nights and laughter. It's just never gonna be the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-8173950189349880300?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8173950189349880300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=8173950189349880300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8173950189349880300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8173950189349880300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/jobless.html' title='Jobless'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-8438845582808935990</id><published>2007-08-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:57:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are finally over!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Exams are finally over! Enjoyed myself even though exam was near so it sort of didnt really matter at all. Tml going for job interview at Orchard Kumon, if it works out well then i might really work long term in that job. For the extra pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Samsung E870 today! Woohoo! I'm in love with it, still considering for G-Mask because it cost $38. But i want to choose a nice design which i will not get tired in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            Heres a funny pic for all of u to see.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rs2SLMBtuGI/AAAAAAAAABk/K81UOBjDihs/s1600-h/2137a9950nf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rs2SLMBtuGI/AAAAAAAAABk/K81UOBjDihs/s200/2137a9950nf3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101894673785272418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-8438845582808935990?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8438845582808935990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=8438845582808935990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8438845582808935990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/8438845582808935990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='Exams are finally over!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rs2SLMBtuGI/AAAAAAAAABk/K81UOBjDihs/s72-c/2137a9950nf3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-2282929618432127795</id><published>2007-08-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:05:26.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XEDO Holocaust!</title><content type='html'>Watch the video &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3nztQHSlX0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Got this from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://forums.vr-zone.com/showthread.php?t=178586"&gt;vr-zone&lt;/a&gt; which got it from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://sgcafe.com/showthread.php?p=2304819&amp;amp;posted=1#post2304819"&gt;SGCafe&lt;/a&gt;. Very nice animation, proves that singapore does have talents in video editing and animation drawings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-2282929618432127795?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2282929618432127795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=2282929618432127795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/2282929618432127795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/2282929618432127795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/xedo-holocaust.html' title='XEDO Holocaust!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-3572465988992179116</id><published>2007-08-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:04:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Samsung E870</title><content type='html'>Yes i'm in love with this &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.samsung.com/sg/products/gsm/archivedgsm/sgh_e870.asp"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt;. Small, compact and ultimately its CLAMSHELL! I'm gonna get it but i am not sure where though. Its already an archived GSM phone, meaning its already obsolete. But i'm sure i can get it somewhere, just have to take time searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i am sure u people out there have heard of the current uproar of ODEX slapping some $3-$5K fines on mere kids. Even a 9 year old kid wasnt spared. The power of law and money really makes life difficult. So why wait?! Why let them continue this massacre?! I say we stand up! Stand up for our freedom and privacy! Join the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.odex-rebellion.blogspot.com/"&gt;ODEX Rebeliion&lt;/a&gt;! Mendeka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-3572465988992179116?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3572465988992179116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=3572465988992179116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3572465988992179116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3572465988992179116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-like-samsugn-e870.html' title='I like Samsung E870'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-6381290141947405662</id><published>2007-08-19T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T03:20:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bourne Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>Awesome! This movie is great man! As u watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bourne&lt;/span&gt; Identity, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Supremacy&lt;/span&gt; and now Ultimatum, u will definitely liked it as much as i do. U wont see head on collision but how he go about owning people. Really ownage to those who opposes him haha. Go watch if u wanna know more about it. I heard Rush Hour 3 is also a must catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks only, never see before meh? How come everyone goes gaga about it?! No big hoo-haa lor, lights in the sky and bang bang only. Plus the amount of crowd there, really zzz. Judging from the amount of people heading back home, i concluded that only people who got really nothing to do in their free time then head down to Esplanade to have some close proximity rubbing with others. If i wanna rub my body with some stranger then i would have gone straight to clubbing instead -.-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-6381290141947405662?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6381290141947405662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=6381290141947405662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/6381290141947405662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/6381290141947405662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/bourne-ultimatum.html' title='Bourne Ultimatum'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-913462613382151699</id><published>2007-08-16T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:06:20.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Hurray! Finally i changed the blog skin! Not much help other than how to shift it to the right and how to link my archives. I'm so good that i cant stand it :P! Lime green and black makes the ultimate combination man! Shiokness to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams fucked up again. As usual i need God's help again, i wonder if he heard my prayers? Its this time again at the end of every semester that he has to come and help me. Yup u heard me, i cant live without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day Lim Hl is in SP. Next time no one eat lunch with me liao lor. Sianzation. Hope theres a buddy to accompany me when results are out, if u catch my drift ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-913462613382151699?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/913462613382151699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=913462613382151699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/913462613382151699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/913462613382151699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-3344151656843293425</id><published>2007-08-13T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:50:47.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap!</title><content type='html'>Alright, i've been lazing off these 2 days. Havent studied much but when i tried to do the past year papers i realized i'm fucked. Couldnt understand shit so i guess i'm gonna retake this sem again. What bothers me is how am i gonna talk to my parents about it. I let them down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever exam comes, it really fucks me upside down man. I need someone to save me from this mess. And by that i meant someone to help me in my studies. God's too busy with others right now so i guess i am on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams 3 days in a row and i know nothing about any of them. I'm worried but not nervous enough to put all my heart and soul into my exams. Guessed i deserved it. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-3344151656843293425?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3344151656843293425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=3344151656843293425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3344151656843293425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3344151656843293425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/crap.html' title='Crap!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-4893914175262397672</id><published>2007-08-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:52:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianzation lah</title><content type='html'>Hl just went home le. Sian lor, no one to chit chat before falling asleep. Mr Lonely again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played almost one whole day of COH with Wes. Song dah! Germans actually quite fun to play with the veterancy upgrade, which can really own Allies man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i experimenting with blog skins. Might get a new one done tonight! Keep ur fingers crossed! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-4893914175262397672?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4893914175262397672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=4893914175262397672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/4893914175262397672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/4893914175262397672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/sianzation-lah.html' title='Sianzation lah'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-5728845272914439029</id><published>2007-08-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:58:08.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BIrthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>Yea its my nation's 42th birthday! 20 years of peace since i came into this world! :D. Here's wishing prosperity to my country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jing Xian, Jie Ying and Huiling went to celebrate Zuo Zhi's birthday! We went Nihon Mura makansutra dah! Heng yesterday no eat good food if not pok dah. Some pics for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs4JZfXDbI/AAAAAAAAABU/PuTx-iewWiI/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs4JZfXDbI/AAAAAAAAABU/PuTx-iewWiI/s200/DSC01005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729137412246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zuo Zhi headache ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs3U5fXDaI/AAAAAAAAABM/iOplDV-bkV8/s1600-h/DSC00999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs3U5fXDaI/AAAAAAAAABM/iOplDV-bkV8/s200/DSC00999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096728235469114786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jing Xian and Jie Ying couple specs sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs2gZfXDVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7WJd5zcnUHQ/s1600-h/DSC01006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs2gZfXDVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7WJd5zcnUHQ/s200/DSC01006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096727333525982546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tong Zhi Niao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs4zZfXDcI/AAAAAAAAABc/m8Bvo3QaaVI/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs4zZfXDcI/AAAAAAAAABc/m8Bvo3QaaVI/s200/DSC01002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729858966752706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Act cute 3 sisters! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs2hpfXDYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TGMptCD34Ug/s1600-h/DSC01001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs2hpfXDYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TGMptCD34Ug/s200/DSC01001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096727355000819074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Act cute 3 sisters Part 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-5728845272914439029?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5728845272914439029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=5728845272914439029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5728845272914439029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5728845272914439029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy BIrthday Singapore!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Rrs4JZfXDbI/AAAAAAAAABU/PuTx-iewWiI/s72-c/DSC01005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-5307843094044692098</id><published>2007-08-09T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:31:47.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of my nation's birthday</title><content type='html'>This post is for yesterday. Aiya, wanted to have a nice meal with my gf de. Basket she suggest to eat at foodcourt instead -.-. Give her money to buy and yet dont want then go complain that she had to pay for herself. Wtf -.- again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end she ate beef noodles and i had beef pepper set from Pepper Lunch Express. My beef taste better than hers! Muahaha. After which we went Swensens to have 3-scoope sundae, Peachy Mango, Butterscotch and Mocha Almond Fudge. Mmmmm! heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went her place to stay over again. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-5307843094044692098?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5307843094044692098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=5307843094044692098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5307843094044692098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5307843094044692098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/eve-of-my-nations-birthday.html' title='Eve of my nation&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-1856111926856149138</id><published>2007-08-08T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:33:52.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes</title><content type='html'>Okie, i will post some jokes which i think might be funny for those who might read it. Btw its taken from &lt;a href="http://forums.vr-zone.com/showthread.php?t=175426"&gt;vr-zone&lt;/a&gt;. I will separate each joke with LINES. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wong Ah Fatt believed 8 was his lucky number. He was born on 8 Aug, lived at no. 8 Hoy Fatt Rd, and drove a car with 8888 on the no. plate. On his birthday 8 Aug 1988, he went to the Turf Club and was excited to see a horse named Fatt Fatt in race 8 drawn on barrier 8. He went to the 8th counter and placed a bet of $888 on Fatt Fatt.&lt;br /&gt;It came in 8th&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The young man went to see his boss and spoke up nervously.&lt;br /&gt;"Sir," he said, I would like to request your daughter's hand in marriage".&lt;br /&gt;"Eh? Hmm....... well, have you seen my wife?" said the boss.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir, I have sir, but I still prefer your daughter, sir!"&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ladies hostel caught Fire. It took 1 hour to bring the fire under control...&lt;br /&gt;and another 3 hours to bring the firemen under control.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Wife: If I sleep with your best friend what will be the first thought to come in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: that you are a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Why did they stop printing Pamela Anderson stamps in the U.S Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Because the people started licking the wrong side!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is ever satisfied, Poor men wish they were rich, Rich men wish they were handsome, Bachelors wish they were married &amp; Married men wish they were Dead!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A divorced Couple were contesting for possession of the child. The mother said: "I gave birth to him so he's mine"&lt;br /&gt;The father said: "I put a coin in the pepsi machine and a can comes out so the pepsi belongs to me! not to the machine!"&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A girl says to her boyfriend, "One kiss and I'll be yours forever."&lt;br /&gt;The guy says 'thanks for the warning'&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A Husband Was Asked: "Do you talk to your wife after sex?"&lt;br /&gt;He replied: "Depends, If I Can find a Phone"&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Man to wife on wedding night-"Are you sure I'm the first man you are sleeping with?'&lt;br /&gt;"Of course honey, I stayed awake with all the others!'&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Little johny's school is having show and tell, so the teacher starts a 'Guess What’s Behind My Back' game. She goes to her desk and picks up a item. She says, okay class, what am I holding, its RED, ROUND, and SHINEY. Little Johny replies I know teacher its an apple, The teacher replies, no little johny, But I like the way you think. So the teacher goes gack to her desk picks up another item. She says, okay class, what am I holding now, its YELLOW, and SOFT. Little Johny replies I know teacher,its a bannana. The teacher replies, no little johny, its a tennis ball. But I like the way you think. At this point little johny is furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay teacher, this one's for you, he stuck his hand in his pocket and said okay what am I Holding, Its ROUND, HARD, and has a HEAD. The teacher says, Little johny, go to the office right now, you are in trouble. Little johny replies, for what teacher, its just a quarter, but I like the way you think.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng was travelling in a crowded bus. As he took out his wallet to pay the fare, his passport-size photograph accidentally fell from his pocket. He started searching for it frantically &amp;amp; found it on the floor, below the ends of a woman's long sari. He asked her "Can you lift up your sari? I wanna take photograph"&lt;br /&gt;He was beaten up so badly that he had to be admitted to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was surprised to see his Singaporean friend, Ah Seng, on the bed next to him, in a worse condition.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Seng explained what happened to him. He had gone to a remote village to work. He finished late and missed the last bus. He couldn't find any hotel. So he approached a nearby house and asked the owner whether he can stay there for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner replied "I have 2 grown up daughters. Sorry, I can't allow you to stay".&lt;br /&gt;He approached the next house and asked whether he can stay there for the night. The owner replied, "I have 3 grown up daughters. "Sorry, I can't allow you to stay".&lt;br /&gt;He went to the next house and asked: "Do you have grown up daughters?"&lt;br /&gt;The Owner asked, "WHY?Huh?Huh???””&lt;br /&gt;Ah Seng replied, "I wanted to stay here for a night....."&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knew, he was in the hospital bed&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A man was walking down the street when he was accosted by a particularly&lt;br /&gt;dirty and shabby-looking homeless man who asked him for a couple of&lt;br /&gt;dollars for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man took out his wallet, extracted ten dollars and asked, "If I give&lt;br /&gt;you this money, will you buy some beer with it instead?" "No, I had to&lt;br /&gt;stop drinking years ago," the homeless man replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you use it to gamble instead of buying food?"&lt;br /&gt;the man asked. "No, I don't gamble," the homeless man said. "I need&lt;br /&gt;everything I can get just to stay alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you spend the on greens fees at a golf course instead of food?"&lt;br /&gt;the man asked. "Are you NUTS!"&lt;br /&gt;replied the homeless man. "I haven't played golf in 20 years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you spend the money on a woman in the red light district instead&lt;br /&gt;of food?" the man asked. "What disease would I get for ten lousy&lt;br /&gt;bucks?!!" exclaimed the homeless man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the man, "I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm&lt;br /&gt;going to take you home for a terrific dinner cooked by my wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homeless man was astounded. "Won't your wife be furious with you for&lt;br /&gt;doing that?" I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man replied, "That's okay. I just want her to see what a man looks&lt;br /&gt;like who's given up beer, gambling, golf, and sex.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hell or Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while walking down the street a highly successful Human resources Manager was tragically hit by a bus and died. Her soul arrived up in Heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled in, though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had a Human Resources Manager make it this far, and we're not really sure what to do with you."&lt;br /&gt;"No worries, just let me in," said the woman.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'd like to, but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in."&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven", said the woman.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the executive in a lift and it went down-down-down to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course.&lt;br /&gt;In the distance was a country club and in front of her were all her fellow executive friends that she had worked with, and they were well dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed a superb steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kind of cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook her hand and waved good-bye as she got on the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and found St. Peter waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;"Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. She had a great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were&lt;br /&gt;up and St. Peter came and got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you've spent a day in Hell and you've spent a day in Heaven. Now you must choose your eternity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I would say this. I mean, Heaven has been really great, but I had a better time in Hell."&lt;br /&gt;So St. Peter escorted her to the lift and again she went down-down-down back to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doors of the lift opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw that her friends were dressed in rags and picking up garbage and putting it in sacks.&lt;br /&gt;The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland and&lt;br /&gt;all my friends look miserable."&lt;br /&gt;The Devil looked at her and smiled. "Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you're staff..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story:&lt;br /&gt;Never believe what you see in the company or what they promised you.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out to be sh*t always.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five- and six-year-olds. After explaining the commandment to honor thy father and thy mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without missing a beat, one little boy answered, "Thou shall not kill."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Out Of The Ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a Sunday school, the teacher taught how God created everything, including human beings. Johnny, a child in kindergarten class, seemed especially intrigued when they told him how Eve was created out of Adam's ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the week, his mother noticed him lying down as though he was ill, and asked, "Johnny, what is the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded, "I have a pain in my side. I think I am going to have a wife."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1) Q: What did the gangster's son tell his dad when he failed his exam?&lt;br /&gt;A: Dad, they questioned me for 3 hours but I never told them anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The president of a large corporation opened his directors' meeting by announcing, "All those who are opposed to the plan I am about to propose will reply by saying, 'I resign'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When I was young I used to pray for a bike, then I realized that God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and prayed for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A little boy went up to his father and asked, "Dad, where did all of my intelligence come from?" His father replied, "Well, son, you must have gotten it from your mother, because I still have mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sunny's teacher sent a note home to his mother saying, "Sunny seems to be a very bright boy, but spends too much of his time thinking about girls." The Mother wrote back the next day, "If you find a solution, please advise. I have the same problem with his Father."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Typing mistakes can be serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A daughter sent a telegram to her father on passing her B.Ed exams, which the father received as "Father, your daughter has been successful in BED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A husband, while on a business trip to a hill station sent a telegram to his wife "I wish you were here." The message received by the wife was "I wish you were her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A man wanted to celebrate his wife's Birthday by throwing a party. So he ordered a birthday cake. The salesman asked him what message he wanted put on the cake. He thought for a moment and said, "put getting older but you are getting better". The salesman asked "how do you want me to put it?" The man said ' Well...put "You are getting older" at the top and "but you are getting better" at the bottom. When the cake was unveiled at the party all the guests were aghast at the message on the cake. It read : "You are getting older at the top, but you are getting better at the bottom"&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Strategies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor at the Management Institute was explaining marketing concepts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I am very rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Direct Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says, "He's very rich. Marry him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. Y&lt;br /&gt;ou go up to her and get her telephone number.&lt;br /&gt;The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Telemarketing.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;You get up and straighten your tie, you walk up to her and pour her a drink.&lt;br /&gt;You open the door for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say, "By the way, I'm very rich. Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Public Relations.&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;She walks up to you and says, "You are very rich.. Will you marry me? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Brand Recognition.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I'm rich. Marry me" She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Customer Feedback !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I am very rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;And she introduces you to her husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's demand and supply gap.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and before you say, "I am very rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;She turns her face towards you. She is your wife !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's competition eating into your market share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-1856111926856149138?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1856111926856149138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=1856111926856149138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/1856111926856149138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/1856111926856149138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/jokes.html' title='Jokes'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-5653141718224118189</id><published>2007-08-07T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:03:29.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[D]Prostitution</title><content type='html'>Ok this topic really got my attention in &lt;a href="http://forums.vr-zone.com/showthread.php?t=175117&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;vr-forums&lt;/a&gt;. FYI, [D] meant discussion. Since this is a blog, i type and u read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some argued it as just being a job, no supply no demand. Others make it their point that it is a very bad occupation and this women just care about money. Note: I'm talking about male prostitution as well, but i'm using women as the example since there are more female than male in this occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can people think that way?! Prostitutes are criminals?! Obviously they have been living a life of luxury that they didnt bother about how others in the world are living. It is infuriating to know that those of a better life or with religious propaganda are thinking this way. They never stop for a second to think that no one wants such a life if given a choice. Having a number of rods up ur ass isnt making ur shit much easier to exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many cases about women being sold into prostitution and yet there are people not providing help but being an ass on this issue. Why cant people just see both sides of a coin? Prostitutes are still human and should still be given basic respect. If given a choice, i'm sure many of them would not want to be in this trade. Its not robbing so its still consider a business since both of them are trading. Money really makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear ur comments if u have them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-5653141718224118189?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5653141718224118189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=5653141718224118189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5653141718224118189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/5653141718224118189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/dprostitution.html' title='[D]Prostitution'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-3860505342976268955</id><published>2007-08-07T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:18:52.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back... again!</title><content type='html'>Ok first off, i cant believe i'm actually back here. Yes i am bored. Real bored. Well, in my bored time i did a little revamp to my blog. Ahh blogspot actually realize that there are people like me who cant do a proper template without their help hence the many preloaded templates! Thumbs up dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i didnt change any colour scheme on this template is to give credit to the creator. Son of moto is the name of the template i am currently using now. Pretty neat i would say, i couldnt even create quater of it. At least i wouldnt have the patience to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, dont pretend. U all have been dying to read what i have been up to right?! Sad to disappoint, nothing much. Not gonna update my private life so much (its privacy u ass wipes! :P). Been leading a pretty interesting life with my dear, u jealous bastards should find love soon. Those who are boo-ing me now, u really dont have to hurt ur eyes reading this. Clicking on the small little X on the top right of ur browser really helps. If all else fails then Alt + F4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty dumb i would say if u continue reading even though u see this post as bullshit. I'll bet u are a smoker since it is harmful and u still smoke it anyway. *Cough* so much smoke around... damn that mosquito coil *cough*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-3860505342976268955?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3860505342976268955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=3860505342976268955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3860505342976268955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/3860505342976268955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back... again!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-116827995811110625</id><published>2007-01-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:12:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Ok great, suddenly out of the blue I am back again. Somehow I decided to blog to entertain my life once again. As it is I have almost everything a teenager should be contented with, if i am still considered as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record, i got myself another 7600GST graphics card. SLI FTW! I simply in love with the idea of having two VGAs running a bridge connection. It makes me feel rich whenever i think of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payday either today or tml latest. Lots of things to do with the petty cash like booking another driving test date including two more revision lessons. The remaining amount will help me tide over the period until my attachment comes. Hope and pray i will get a good job with good pay. Come on, u all do know i deserve better right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at tcc has been a rather pleasant experience. I hate working on weekends though cause it feels like only a handful of us are fighting the crowds. Hire so many part times but all dont wish to work on weekends then hire for f**k? Must well pay me more, i chiong sua for u lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of catching up to do where my studies are concern, damn i hate maths. I know theres a lot of u in unofficial anti-mathematics clubs out there but u just dont wanna admit it. Np, i respect that. I really do. *WUSS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh!t, i am supposed to be asleep and wake up later at 6am to prepare for my lecture later on. I seriously have to start attending lectures or i am gonna fail badly. Yes badly. period. But i believe God is fair, if u suck at something, theres definitely something u are good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to link up with my friends' blogs. Will post again if i feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-116827995811110625?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116827995811110625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=116827995811110625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/116827995811110625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/116827995811110625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115124929137110601</id><published>2006-06-25T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:06:19.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise surprise!</title><content type='html'>Dennis and Wesley are both back from the Lan Party. They booked in on Friday morning i guess and booked out this afternoon. Conclusion for me: Save money for driving lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big surprise for me today!! My GF bought me a ring! Aww so bloody sweet! Gonna get diabetis lah! Tonight i gonna dream of her liao. Dont worry darling, the ring fits my finger well :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Pirates of the Caribbean The Curse of the Black Pearl' yesterday and i realised its such a good movie! So addicted to it now. Johnny Depp is a bit giryl in the movie but he is simply charming! Irresistable i would say! Now i cant wait for the 'Pirates of the Caribbean Dead Man's Chest' to screen! Omg its a great movie. savvy mate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my laptop wallpaper, handphone theme, ringtone, message tone and alarm tone all pirates of the carribean liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115124929137110601?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115124929137110601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115124929137110601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115124929137110601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115124929137110601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise surprise!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115113024219472907</id><published>2006-06-24T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T14:24:02.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lan Party On Ice</title><content type='html'>Oh its such a disappointment. Other than a new place for hosting such an event, its practically not worth it. From the comments of Wesley i concluded that saving the money for driving is more worth it. Basically its not a 'Lan Party on Ice' as they would call it, its just 'Slacking on Ice' or 'Gaming on Ice' if u prefer the it. Basically they indulge in games that Wesley and Dennis have no chance of fighting back or whatsoever. Crap they are enjoying the 'Lan Party on Ice' but i doubt that for Wesley and Dennis. They just pay to go there enjoy the 'Not-so-cold atmosphere'. Ahh but they have the money so they more or less would enjoy it i guess. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda thankful i didnt go at all. Phew! I feel so relived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115113024219472907?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115113024219472907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115113024219472907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115113024219472907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115113024219472907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/lan-party-on-ice.html' title='Lan Party On Ice'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115098958885058143</id><published>2006-06-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:19:48.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day</title><content type='html'>Two bad news i heard from my father. Both sad and both are losses. I really dont know how to begin so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First news, yesterday news i think. A middle age man charged for murder of a lady, he is actually a friend of my father for a very long time. Like what others thought of him, i also felt sorry for him. He is a very kind and friendly guy, i would never expect him to do something like that. Haiz if u ask me i would say the Police made a mistake but then again, how often do they make one? Chances are almost nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second news, a 24 year old Commando Office died in Hendon Camp in Changi in Tuesday. He was the son of my father's colleague. Terribly sorry for his loss. A son of 24 years old, suddenly gone like this. Who would have expected it... i am loss for words now. I'm deeply saddened by both cases. I dont really have mood for anything now. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115098958885058143?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115098958885058143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115098958885058143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115098958885058143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115098958885058143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-day.html' title='Sad day'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115080872146326721</id><published>2006-06-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:05:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third lesson on road Hoo!</title><content type='html'>Today is my third lesson, on road hoo! Late for 10 mins for my practical lesson. Nnb two counters but only open one. Damn waste time sia. But all in all it was worth it, if not in the circuit again very sian. Warm up a bit then off we go on the road liao. Learn about traffic lights and everything. Quite easy today. My steering, clutch control and gear shifting very good except my braking sucks. I cant brake perfectly yet but i know i can do it. Gambatte! But hey overall i'm a pretty good driver. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly knock someone down today again lol. Over-steer then forgot to turn back steering wheel, the car machiam U-turn like that. The girl (pedestrain) tio stormbolt and stunned for 3 secs lol. Haiz hope to finish all my driving perfectly and fast. Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115080872146326721?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115080872146326721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115080872146326721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115080872146326721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115080872146326721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/third-lesson-on-road-hoo.html' title='Third lesson on road Hoo!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115074192810832634</id><published>2006-06-20T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:19:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Driving Lesson!</title><content type='html'>Same instructor! Hoo! April Fool again -.-. Today nothing much leh, just driving around circuit nia. Negotiating shaper bends, pretty easy feat. Stall 3 times today because firstly i suddenly brake because in front car stalled. Forgot to clutch in so stalled. Secondly i let go too fast cause i eager to move off from a line of cars. Thirdly because i stepped both clutch and acelerator at the same time then i panic like titanic for a sec and let go both legs -.-". Last part when going to finish i nearly fell asleep hence i forgot to brake at zebra crossing!!! Nearly ram that guy down heng he didnt cross fast enough. First taboo on road, never ever acelerate when reaching pedestrain crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty enthu about driving so i will forget all other things for now. Heres a funny video for u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5" rowspan="3" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.spikedhumor.com/vcleft.gif" width="5" height="300"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="390" height="5" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.spikedhumor.com/vctop.gif" width="390" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5" rowspan="3" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.spikedhumor.com/vcright.gif" width="5" height="300"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="273" valign="top"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.spikedhumor.com/player/spiked_player.swf?file=http://www.spikedhumor.com/videocodes/34991/data.xml&amp;auto_play=false" quality="high" scale="noscale" bgcolor="#000000" width="100%" height="100%" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="22" valign="top"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/34991/Chimps_Are_Like_Men.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.spikedhumor.com/vcbot.gif" width="390" height="22" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115074192810832634?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115074192810832634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115074192810832634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115074192810832634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115074192810832634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/second-driving-lesson.html' title='Second Driving Lesson!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115061609977212295</id><published>2006-06-18T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:34:59.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA for two days</title><content type='html'>Pai seh ah GF saturday off mah then bo bian must MIA from com for two days. Friday was pretty happening because He Ting booked out seh! First off we went pool-ing in Downtown for roughly two hours before heading back to Ben's place. He Ting wanted to pang sai but cannot cause in the bus.. haha it was a pretty funny scene. Then when we reached the bus stop and got down, He Ting, Xiang and Ben rushed back to Ben's place because He Ting needed to shit badly! LMAO :P. Then we went to the coffeeshop near Ben's place for dinner before heading back to Ben's place for WC match. Aiya i know long winded lah but plz bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first lesson on driving on the 16/06/06. First lesson already pretty embrassing. The instructor instructed me to get in the car, i was so nervous that i got in the rear passenger seat instead -.-". Then the instructor said "Eh u pay me to ferry u around ah? Get in front lah!" Then obviously i got in the front, except it was the driver's seat. Then he tapped on the window and asked me "Eh joker what are u trying to do? First lesson then can drive already ah?!" NNB so pai seh lor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept calling me April's Fool because he cant remember my name!!! But he also say i damn zai cause i took my Basic and Final Theory Tests like nearly a year ago but i could still remembering most of the things. He say i am a fast learner, faster get PDL then can get out on the road liao. He also mentioned that if i kena Test Routes 6 and 7 then i can go book another test date liao. 9 out of 10 who went it sure fail. I paniced like titanic for a sec. Then i drove the car around the circuit at less than 10KM/H. F**king hell passer-bys all walk faster than me! Nvm i'm looking forward to my other lessons... so fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115061609977212295?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115061609977212295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115061609977212295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115061609977212295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115061609977212295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/mia-for-two-days.html' title='MIA for two days'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115035662137860084</id><published>2006-06-15T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:30:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blogger hurled for questioning</title><content type='html'>First and foremost this post does not meant any offence. I just wanna say what i think, dont like it then leave and dont read. Stop being a wuss about everything that doesnt go with ur way of life and start complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if u look at things my way, blogging is meant as a personal dairy when u want to write what u think for some others to see. Dont like it then FFS dont read it! Why u wanna read it then find it offensive and complain to the cops? Do u like it if someone call up the TV crew and laugh at ur style of dressing? U not what is pai seh or not?! NNB da pai complain her and there like wuss. I dont see u people complaining to the MRT staff about people not allowing others to alight before boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh halo! This Singapore leh! We voted the gahmen because its democracy right?! Because of the freedom of speech given to the people right?! Little bit little bit call police liao... lan eh we pay police to keep the country safe leh. So many handphone snatch thiefts and all the police do is watch WC in their cosy Police Centre. If not is start catching bloggers who share their private thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya i dont know lah... Singapore... haiz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115035662137860084?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115035662137860084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115035662137860084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115035662137860084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115035662137860084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-blogger-hurled-for-questioning.html' title='Another blogger hurled for questioning'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115031752262205568</id><published>2006-06-15T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T04:38:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dover once again</title><content type='html'>Back to Singapore Poly yet again for revision. Damn i hate tests and exams, just work the shit outta us. Hafiz ate Chicken Talk again... his favourtite Nasi Ayam. He's a bit crazy about chicken lah. Those with feathers though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for a couple of hours and found myself shagged. Killing brain cells is a very cruel thing to do. Its mass genocide man, how come they never sympathise with us and let us have less exams? Went to check free access for Data Communication lab and found the TSO on leave! We asked the other TSO on when she is returning and guess what he say? "Come tml and if u are lucky she will be back", wtf is wrong with these people?!?! Why cant they just give definte answers?! I am not asking about how many hairs they have leh, dont need to be so cb one what. NNB hope karma gets him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz and myself went gym after our revisions. Bosco, Hafiz and myself agree to meeting back at SP on friday morning to do our PBIL project. Dont know about Gary lah, everyday dream about getting PSP only. I realize that if u go gym regularly then u wont feel the strain when u suddenly use ur strengths. I gained 1kg!!! Weee! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet my GF today and we went home together. She seem so happy and hysterical, laughing non-stop and all the way back home. I think if others see her they might think she's a bit not right up in her head, in other sense insane. But well i am in love with her so on the contrast i am rather happy she is laughing like that. Thats when i know she is truly happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to watch soccer on the match Germany vs Poland but Cong went to sleep and wouldnt wake up. Purposely one, pui! :D Then Xiang jio me go watch with him but i rejected him. He must be very sad and crying now, but oh well he needs to grow up. Two person watch WC a bit despo leh, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bloody score! Its 74 mins and still draw! I would have bought draw for today's match....!!!! ARGH! Nvm, i am never in luck when it comes to gambling. Tml my first driving lesson! Cant wait for it, nervous and excited at the same time. Woah so late liao, alright i go sleep liao. Nitez~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115031752262205568?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115031752262205568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115031752262205568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115031752262205568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115031752262205568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/dover-once-again.html' title='Dover once again'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115022639640362918</id><published>2006-06-14T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T03:35:39.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time being in a lawyer's firm</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 9am with a bad stomach ache so i went to deposit some 'gold bars' in the Public Utilities Board. Then i went back to sleep and got a phone call from Cong saying he need company to go down to a lawyer's firm. I was like "okay`!". I wont say what is the issue about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cong called again and told me to meet at 3pm then we went down to UOB Plaza 1, Raffles Place. OMG! Pretty office ladies! I always and now still have the kind of fantasy about ladies in those body-shaped outfit. My heart just runs wild!!! The f**ing UOB Plaza lift system sibei ma huan... must take to 37th floor then change lift to take to 25th floor. Wtf?! Excess money also not like that spent mah. Donate to charity and do some  good lah. Think more lifts very act seh ah? Nnb waste our youth nia lor. I bloody hell wasted 10 mins of my live because of the lifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the lawyer firm and waited like 15-20 mins before Cong get to meet the lawyer. Private affair so i stayed outside and waited for him. Took a few pictures from the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/1600/Scenary1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/200/Scenary1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/1600/Scenary2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/200/Scenary2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee ah?! Nnb work office wear nice attire, earn more money and better scenary. Sibei class! Next time got chance i also want to work those office ladies... er... i meant work with them. I didnt mention anything dirty right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i slept like 6-7 hours, I still feel extremely dead tired. After completing Serious Sam 2, i sitll didnt get to see Mental!!! ARGH! Nvm i take a nap then get up then eat dinner then go play game awhile then go sleep. Later must meet Hafiz and Bosco to do PBIL project, maybe study a bit then go gym. Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Watch this video of &lt;A HREF=http://spikedhumor.com/articles/33843/Chris_Angel_splits_a_woman.html&gt;Chris Angel&lt;/A&gt;. Pretty amazing if u close one eye, if u dont then u will probably think its fake. Read some of the comments below and u will understand what i meant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115022639640362918?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115022639640362918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115022639640362918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115022639640362918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115022639640362918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-time-being-in-lawyers-firm.html' title='First time being in a lawyer&apos;s firm'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115017634197267043</id><published>2006-06-13T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:10:41.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia won Japan Hoo~!</title><content type='html'>WC once again made me sleepy so i only got to writing today. Yesterday i went back to SP to study my maths cause i got an amazing tutor whose mathematical knowledge knows no bounds. One look and he knows how to explain the question to u in a way that u will go "Oh so easy ah?! NNB!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in day out i take the MRT travelling around Singapore. But still i see people trying to get on board the train without first allowing passengers to alight first. Even if they dont go school they also will understand the logic of 'water in a cup' right? How can they fill the cup with more water if the cup is already filled to the brink? These kinda attitude really piss me off man. Why dont they just allow others to alight? It wont take them a few mins what, just 10 secs is enough. And here our government is trying to get 4 million smiles to greet the IMF summit when they havent solve our years long problem of courtesy. So hypocritical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i saw two fellows carrying the same design of Nike Epic as me. Which makes altogether 4 people including me carrying the same design. See! Nice design confirm got people buy one, got taste.. got taste! But judging from the sudden increase of 3 fellows getting them, i suspect its the effect of GSS cause its 30% off damn it! I didnt see anyone carrying it before the GSS when the bloody price was $345+! AHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to wait for my GF to finish her work yesterday then we went home together and had dinner. Bet she wish i do that everyday huh?! Nah cannot... lazy :P Spent a few hours at her place before leaving at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get into the WC fever again! Went home and pick up my bike before going to Ben's place. Wah Australia won Japan leh, first time somemore!! Proud of ya! Oh ya Ben's mother quite fierce =X. Dont know next time can go a not :(. Watch 2 matches at Ben's place, USA vs Czech Republic and Italy vs Ghana. Not very interesing but a nice get together session because Gab and Xiang came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bloody big head Xiang still didnt realize that the helmet was actually bought for him as a birthday present. Still thinks its Ben's friend who bought for him. LMAO. When we actually gave him, he went "huh? really for me ah?!". Piang.. Pengz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the soccer matches we got really tired and went home straight. Bo bian some got school and work later. I reach home, brushed up and crashed. Too tired to think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115017634197267043?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115017634197267043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115017634197267043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115017634197267043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115017634197267043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/australia-won-japan-hoo.html' title='Australia won Japan Hoo~!'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-115008256424612613</id><published>2006-06-12T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:34:11.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstanding... little bit only :P</title><content type='html'>Darling so sorry about yesterday, little misunderstanding only. I promise i will not do it again ok? Next if i do then u remind me lah hor? I scared my mind go blank and do it again. But i was glad u didnt get really angry with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting my GF in Bugis after her work we went City Hall pat tor a bit, sibei long never see her le. We walked from City Link to Suntec while stopping now and then look look see see of course. Surprisingly yesterday Suntec not packed with people, maybe the WC fever bah. Wah Adidas selling some nice jerseys man, plus Nike with some pretty shoes :). Yet again i saw Nike Epic on the shelf going at SGD$241+, had i come like a few months later i would have saved about SGD$100 but nvm! Seems like i'm the first carrying that design :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went BUM equipment and we saw Gab! Haha his Sales Coordinator job so free and easy one. Man cashier and chit chat with us. Saw a nice shirt and shorts which i wanted to buy then Gab say he have le. PUI! NNB! Somemore he can get discount, alamak dont know wanna grey with him not. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to have dinner de then the little situation occured so at the point when we wanted to eat, was already 9.30pm and back at Sengkang with almost nothing to eat. So we ended up eating Mac once more at my GF place since we tar pow back. Then i lazy to go home so stayed over her place thats why i didnt blog yesterday. But no worries! I am here today people! Weeeeeeeee =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-115008256424612613?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115008256424612613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=115008256424612613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115008256424612613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/115008256424612613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/misunderstanding-little-bit-only-p.html' title='Misunderstanding... little bit only :P'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-114995590312297447</id><published>2006-06-10T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T03:21:13.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family gathering for father's day</title><content type='html'>Aiyo this early morning WC matches taking a toll on me lah. Slept for like 10 hours straight, woo dont i just feel energetic! Did some transfer of files between my laptop and computer and viola! Time to go bath and go for the gathering liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes around an hour to travel to Harbourfront. Heng just need to transfer from EW line to NE line, if not sure late until jia lat jia lat. Reach Harbourfront still must take bus to Mount Faber Park. Restaurant Marina Deck leh... machiam so high class ah. Bo lah, just a normal a-le-carte steamboat buffet restaurant nia. But the park itself has a very nice ambience. Wish i could drive my GF up there and just spend some quiet time together. So romantic leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach the restaurant an hour late haha, my family da pai late one so bo bian. But steamboat buffet mah dont have to worry, eat all u can and start what time also nvm de mah. Well the food doesnt come out from the same entrance where i put the food in so no worries! Its edible! Its $15 per head so i think quite ok. Freshness then i dont know lah cause to me all that can go inside my mouth is nice de. My cousins just dump food into my plate and i just eat lor, quite good also cause i dont need to stand up and take. Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner all rushing home for WC England vs Paraguay. My family and i went Harbourfront walk walk. Surprisingly there got quite a number of shops to walk. Plus a big level something like Courts but called 'Big'. Lol =) So many stuffs i want to get.. but no money :(. I'm gonna come with my GF the next time.. so many places to go but so little time to spend together :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay tml can meet her after her work. So long never see her liao, miss her so much. Hope she feels the same towards me. Hehe =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-114995590312297447?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114995590312297447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=114995590312297447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114995590312297447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114995590312297447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/family-gathering-for-fathers-day.html' title='Family gathering for father&apos;s day'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-114992022530971742</id><published>2006-06-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:17:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay finally after a decade</title><content type='html'>Alamak was supposed to write yesterday de but World Cup dah so i write today. Nnb computer died on me. Suddenly cannot on leh and only fans, HDD LED light working nia. Sianz 1/2 lor. Tried clearing CMOS also nothing. Hong gan liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alice yesterday and we went shopping since she needed to get dresses. Sexy leh! Wah after nearly a decade we finally met for the first time. So excited! So far she's the second and last primary school friend i kept in contact liao. Must not forget must not forget! We went Marina Square walk walk and to me the place so confusing!! Really square lor, walk here and there i realised i still dont know where the hell am i. I just follow only. We saw a dress with ribbon in the middle... so nice! I've always liked the idea of my GF wearing a dress with a ribbon in the middle. So cute!! I like unwrapping presents! :evil grin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Kenny Rogers for dinner. Bo bian lah, budget cannot eat expensive food. Driving lessons really causing a toll on me. Alice so cute leh, her processor quite lag yesterday lah. She eats the slowest among all my female friends. Call her and she will take a couple of secs longer than usual to process and reply. Her eyes will go big big and stare at u before answering "huh?". Pengz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home with her after dinner and since she meeting her BF she alighted at Tanah Merah. I headed on alone back to Tampines and back home. Lazy to walk to Ben's house. Got home and took my bike then i am off to Ben's house liao. Cong also there liao and Gab was supposed to come but his bike tire puncture so cannot come. If not its the first bus before he can go home and tml he is working. So we let him off for now. The worst is Xiang lor, p*ssy leh. Ask him come then he will say "Cannot lah i tml working at 7am". This bighead confirm go his GF house hanky panky lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cong, Ben and myself played 'Ghost Recon Advanced Warfighter' and 'Ghost Recon 2'. So hard to play lor! I cant understand how people play using controller sia... FPS games must be played with a mouse and keyboard mah! Just like steak must be eaten with knife and fork what! As usual Ben aces in this kinda stuff... wonder if he got life not. Cong and myself ended up being sitting ducks, enemy firing heavily at us and all we do is shout and Ben asking him to shoot them and cover us. LMAO what a bunch of fags u may think... COME CHALLENGE MOUSE AND KEYBOARD LAH! Eh at least i can snipe with controller lor, i sniped 3 fellows ass lor. They confirm cannot gay liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup started liao, Germany and Costa Rica. Germany confirm win de if not no need watch WC liao. 6 mins into the game and its a goal! Not bad sia... the keeper tio 'Finger of Death' stun for 5 secs lah haha! 12 mins into the game and Costa Rica scored with a single striker. Piang eh we predict 18 mins confirm got one more but 20+ mins then Germany scored.. again. Germany scored one goal, think its the 4th goal ah.. sibei swee lor! Hard, long and precise. Every single time a goal is scored, Ben, Cong and myself will do the 'Hard Gay dance'. Okayyy~! Final score is Germany 4 Costa Rica 3. Costa Rica very good sia.. never gave up their attacking and only with one striker. Proud of that country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-114992022530971742?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114992022530971742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=114992022530971742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114992022530971742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114992022530971742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay-finally-after-decade.html' title='Yay finally after a decade'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-114977159081854797</id><published>2006-06-08T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T03:24:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruffy's birthday</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 1pm+ today, piang eh slept nearly 12 hours leh. Sleep longer confirm nua ka bei si. Today Ruffy birthday dah, i sibei enthu to see him today. He's very handsome, cute and intelligent! He's a pretty boy haha. Drank 2 cups of milo today liao.. so hungry man. Oh oh and i ate a can of baked beans!!! Whee! Pang sai 3 times today sia... kns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice msn me today and we talked a bit. She wanna go shopping and i wanna eat Mac so we made a deal that we will meet and she will accompany me to eat after which i will accompany her go shopping. So happy got food to eat dah!! Then Alice said she got to meet an interviewer at 6.30pm... awww!!!!! I meeting Dennis, Wesley at 7pm leh. Aiyo bo bian liao lor, buay sai go liao. Kaoz so suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy bought Mac for me today, Pepper Drumlets meal wor! Sibei song dah! Then i tio put aeroplane... again. Dennis say dont go liao, i was like wtf?! Fly kite again! Piang eh, sibei sianz lor. Happy happy prepare liao then put aeroplane, sibei no mood lor. Wanted to call Alice and tell her i can meet her liao but dont want lah... last min nothing to do then call her, like damn f**ked up sia. Then 8pm+ Wesley called say can go liao... wasnt that enthu already but at least i get to complete my goal of seeing Ruffy today when i wake up this morning. So now waiting lor~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm got 'You Hua Jiu Shuo', got blinkymummy leh!!! I think she quite chio leh =X. The producers shoot her with chinese nia, i think if they talk in english blinkymummy sure win hands down lor. My blogging idol leh... dont pray pray hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Dennis came and picked me up. Then we went to pick his mum before going to have supper and then his house. As usual we were greeted warmly by Ruffy! Aww it makes the long journey there worth every min of it sia. Played with Ruffy a while... he so enthu and hyper!! Plus he's officially 4 years old dah! (I think so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/1600/Ruffy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/200/Ruffy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/1600/Ruffy%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3058/3129/200/Ruffy%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruffy so photogenic right?! U ask Ruffy "look here" and he will! Aww i wish for such a dog man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-2am+ liao, we got pretty tired out and Dennis needed to sleep since he has work the next day. So Wesley and myself played Serious Sam 2! Omg can u imagine we chiong almost 6 hours with just 10 mins of break on that game? Such a mindless shooting game and we took forever completing it. The best part... we havent complete the game yet! Ahhhhhhhh! Next time must complete by hook or by crook, for Hard Gay Pride! Hooo~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-114977159081854797?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114977159081854797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=114977159081854797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114977159081854797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114977159081854797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/ruffys-birthday.html' title='Ruffy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-114969761771115064</id><published>2006-06-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:31:53.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Orchard Expedition Experience</title><content type='html'>Phew! Long day once again. Realised i have been going town lately, omg no its 5 days in a row liao. So tiring but i'm lovin' it! A number of things to say today lah so bear with me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knn that Gary again making trouble. Tell people 1pm at Orchard, f**king hell come late again. He da pai late one leh, alone i nothing to say, but make Hafiz, Bosco and me wait for him. Next time cannot believe him liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kena approach at Orchard by some modeling agency promoter. I-World thingy but dont care lah, too lazy to entertain them. Tell me their company looking for handsome to be models leh... Piang eh what to know me ah?! Say dont want also keep pestering me, bo bian gave her my name and number lor. Really dont wish to be called up for this kind of shit lor, waste time one leh. Then i saw one lttle kid only like 7-8 years old but holding donation can for JI the malay welfare organisation. How can they use so young kids??!! Wtf are they thinking?! As much as i dont support donation to them through such young kids, my hand just drew my wallet out and gave a dollar coin. Poor baby. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas that cb Gary lai liao, nnb go cut hair again. His hair so short liao still cut... cut sai lah. His parents print money sia every few weeks go cut an inch of his hair. Cut lai cut there also same thing. I can do the same lor, all i ask is a BK Turkey Bacon meal. Speaking of which, after cutting hair we go eat BK. After eating then wanted to study one... but really no mood leh. Holiday mood liao, then we waste time hanging around lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary left with his friend cause he going to watch S-League -.-. Kns this guy really must kick his balls then can wake up his bloody idea ah?! Waste our time go Orchard eat lunch with him only. Nb next time i spank him. Oh ya i went to Nike Women shop at Takashimaya, saw my Nike Epic bag!!! But not same design lah, is the camo design. The salesgirl was damn helpful and joker lah she! She offered to call up Hereen and check with the other Nike shop whether they have stock a not when i asked about the other design. I asked the difference and guess what she said? "I dont know leh cause i havent learn about this bag but i know the design won the Best Design award." Joke with me about the bag then when i wanted to leave she still say "Thank you very much and hope to see u again!". Wah she sibei enthu leh! 10/10 Two thumbs up dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we talked about Myanmar cause Bosco from that country. He say there very messy country. The word 'Dictatorship' made my head numb liao. Piang eh they can anyhow bring u go one corner and shoot u sia! Then we talked about his relationship... maintaining long-distance relationship really damn difficult sia. Phone bill enough to cause ur pocket one dua kang liao. Then we all went home after some window-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm i rush down to Sim Lim Square, Bugis. Hoping my GF havent go home.. today i wanna surprise her! And there she was surprised because i havent seen her for like... 2 days!!!! OMG so happy!!! We had a simple dinner at Riverale Mall, Sengkang. Then i sent her home and stayed watching 'Da Chang Jing' before going home. 'Da Chang Jing' = 'Jewel in the Palace' dah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29391074-114969761771115064?l=educatedpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114969761771115064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29391074&amp;postID=114969761771115064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114969761771115064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29391074/posts/default/114969761771115064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://educatedpunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-orchard-expedition-experience.html' title='My Orchard Expedition Experience'/><author><name>EducatedPunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434242483014857354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1nAG6VpKJ0/Sw-lGC5YZNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sLJZ6SF0yk0/S220/IMG_0875.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29391074.post-114967567033034509</id><published>2006-06-07T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:51:45.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's birthday</title><content type='html'>This blog was supposed to be created yesterday, 6th June but I got lazy and decided to create tml morning instead but heh, now its evening liao. Anyway regarding yesterday events, i will recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i went to Gary's house with Hafiz, seen his parents and his sister!! Nah mai think dirty lah, 10 year old only. Cb the f**king bus journey taking bus 88 from Pasir Ris really numbs my ass man! Had to go his house to scan my sketches for my 'Pricinpal of Web Design' module. Assignment lah, so troublesome. I slow mah cann ot use computer do, aiya i dont know lah k? Must draw free hand and then scan in. He is the only one with scanner that i know of. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to meet a friend to collect my admin card. Forgot to take back before holidays mah so must go all the way to Ang Mo Kio and take. No joke man, sibei far! Then we made our way back to Singapore Poly, Dover. We go gym ok! I want be fit fit then can protect my gf. Kns after gym my muscles ache like hell! Must go more often liao if not muscle ache for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gym go meet my parents for dinner. Sakura at Downtown East, not that nice leh. Waste money only, think my mother birthday must go somewhere with better food dah! Actually wanna bring my GF along de, then she pai seh say "dont know what to get". Aiyo my dad very ching cai one lah! Show face happy liao lor! Due to after-gym session, i eat lot! Plates of fish and meat filled the damn small table. Nb manager should have gave us a 6 seater table mah, buffet restaurant leh! I must start eat a lot liao, dont want skinny skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home 10+ liao, bath then use computer a while. 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