<?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-36284908</id><updated>2011-08-06T03:19:29.650+08:00</updated><category term='Rugby - My passion'/><category term='Behind the late night door'/><category term='Movie review'/><category term='The Hot Ass Mystery'/><title type='text'>Better A Broken Jade, Than To Live A Life Of Clay</title><subtitle type='html'>Parce que je suis votre favori garçon. ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>427</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5074081400208012883</id><published>2009-11-20T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:04:48.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dare-change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have shifted to Tumblr. Sorry Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me here: &lt;a href="http://spongebil.tumblr.com/"&gt;Loose lips, Sink ships.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5074081400208012883?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5074081400208012883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5074081400208012883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5074081400208012883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5074081400208012883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/dare-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3460413194882607149</id><published>2009-11-17T04:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:24:36.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Love Trusts A Poem" - Nabil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why does your heart grow doubtful dear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don’t ever feel scared, lose faith thus build up fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can keep with you my everlasting love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you, my angel, which God sent from above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always be my One and Only, whom I know that I must,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share my love, my life as well as my trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I have to go through those Napoleonic wars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To give you my heart, I would. But would I have yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started out as strangers and then as friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To each other, for one another, till the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our love was like Rome; it wasn’t built in a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that makes it so very special in many many many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll forever love you till the end of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guilty as charged, if loving you was a crime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im sorry for all the things that caused us to be apart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But baby please, trust me with your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Created on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:171109@0300H"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;171109@0300H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3460413194882607149?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3460413194882607149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3460413194882607149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3460413194882607149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3460413194882607149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-trusts-poem-nabil-why-does-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2763446886619222026</id><published>2009-10-27T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:34:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Far, a long way to run."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;current=striphandler51ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler51ashx.gif" border="0" alt="angel wings"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feeling fucked up. Tired, disappointed, broken hearted, lost, lonely many words to describe my feelings not NOW NOW but more like of late. I've grown never to jump into things too fast, be it a relationship or not. And seriously, im losing my "touch" of certain stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been slowing down and that makes my progress prtty slow. Its not a nice feeling. And i need someone to hold on to to change. I need assurance. I pride myself to be a perfectionist only to realise that sometimes,you don't have to be perfect to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo-ed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2763446886619222026?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2763446886619222026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2763446886619222026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2763446886619222026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2763446886619222026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/10/far-long-way-to-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler51ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3731829370492548752</id><published>2009-10-21T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T04:21:58.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mmmm whatcha say, Mmm that you only meant well?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler24ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler24ashx.gif" alt="shadow" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been blogging religiously as i used to. Caught up with work, girls, FaceBook, Twitter, MSN and the occasional LAZINESS. Im tired. But lately, there have been a few good news and bad news and i on my other other hand, have great developments going on for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be loving life 100% right now. But i know, the future will be better....Its a matter of time. A matter of delayed gratification. Seriously, i think S$100K/mth is a serious profession for me to think about deeply. Thank God, i withdrew from NIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dont worry, im  not a person who easily forgets his roots and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3731829370492548752?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3731829370492548752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3731829370492548752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3731829370492548752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3731829370492548752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/10/mmmm-whatcha-say-mmm-that-you-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler24ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2741392836828484299</id><published>2009-09-28T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:15:28.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Big Time in Little Street."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler64ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler64ashx.gif" alt="peguin aircon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cartoon above has no relations whatsoever to what im about to blog. Its just cute and pure plain funny. Love it. Then again, could it be true? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not too sure if anyone of you caught last Saturday's tele-movie, BIG TIME IN LITTLE STREET on Channel 5 at around 8pm? Its a local tele-movie, and god knows what is tele-movie really. I got the term picked out from some forum regarding the "tele-movie" you see. So yeah, pardon my non-media knowledge here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what i can say about that show was that IT WAS FANTABULOUSLY SUPERB. A class of its own. Totally. Period. I simply LOVE the movie, the plot and all. Cast was great. Storyline was awesome. Moral-of-the-story was superb. Nowadays, i watch movies to inspire me. To motivate me. Look at the underlying meanings behind every action that the character does. Im no Oscar critic or in its selection committee but simply put, i believe that movies are made with meaning behind them. For us to learn a thing or 2 about life. And not just about the drugs, gun fights, sex and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tele-movie was simply awesome. Gosh! How many times must i say it???! Its about friendship, brotherhood, trust, business, future, love, perserverance and desire. What more could you ask for from a SG made film? Its the whole package. If Courts were to have their Mega Courts Sale, this is something like it. Too good to be true. And a TOTAL MUST WATCH BEFORE YOU TURN 20 kinda movie. Well, if you are BEYOND 20, all the more you should catch it. Dammit. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could download (yes, i know its kinda illegal) I WOULD. I would rip it into VCD/DVDs and sell it...Big Time. In little street. Okays, pun not intended. Well, kinda. But whatever. Its SIMPLY A MUST WATCH, MUST SEE, MUST CATCH, DIE DIE MUST TRY AND WATCH IT ONCE! movie. Period. Thts the 3rd period im having in a post. I think i have cramps coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fcuk are you wating for? Find the tele-movie, call mediacorp, whatsoever and watch it. And if you have a copy, tell me about it. Dont be stingy, share the love. I swear its a 10.10 tele-movie...coming from a Singapore film, thats some R.E.S.P.E.C.T you should start considering to give to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2741392836828484299?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2741392836828484299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2741392836828484299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2741392836828484299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2741392836828484299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-time-in-little-street.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler64ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6248856301858562880</id><published>2009-09-23T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T03:55:37.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Trip of a lifetime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler63ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler63ashx.gif" alt="homeless and lazy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could choose to be "Homeless and unemployed" OR "Just Lazy". Either which it wont do you ANY good. That being said, this comic strip reminded me of one thing - Life. We could always be the 1st guy, the 2nd guy or even the people who are already working, employed. But one thing's for sure is that NONE would have the ultimate luxury of time as what im about to blog here. Its gonna be a VERY VERY VERY looooong post. Hang in there. Dont be like the "Just Lazy" guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, recently, i was discussing about taking a break/vacation/holiday whatever you call it, from all the hustle and bustle of SG life. So i asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What would your favourite holiday be like? And where?"&lt;/span&gt;. While everyone have their dream vacation and holidays from Hollywood to Mumbai to Hong Kong, I have mine in mind. While everyone have their 3 day holiday vacation break to their month long honeymoon around Europe or where ever, i have mine in mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might be wondering what would that dream holiday/vacation of mine be. Mine would be nothing fanciful like just going to Paris to buy a Chanel bag or LV suit or some sort like that. Or that kind whereby you go Safari at South Africa for a day or two and go home. Nope. Mine, would blow your mind away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a trip to 52 countries/cities. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consecutively. &lt;/span&gt;Staying in each country for at least 5 days (plus traveling time, total would be 7 days). That would give me a total of 52 weeks for my vacation. If you do your maths right, it'll be 365 days a.k.a 1 YEAR of holidaysssss. Around the world. Free and easy. I already have the countries/cities in mind. Bear with me here, they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(High-chance it'll be in this order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0) Changi Airport, Singapore&lt;br /&gt;1) New York, USA&lt;br /&gt;2) California, USA&lt;br /&gt;3) Las Vegas, USA&lt;br /&gt;4) The Grand Canyon @ Arizona, USA&lt;br /&gt;5) Toronto, Canada&lt;br /&gt;6) Rio De Janeiro, Brazil&lt;br /&gt;7) London, UK&lt;br /&gt;8) Manchester, UK&lt;br /&gt;9) Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;10) Madrid, Spain&lt;br /&gt;11) Barcelona, Spain&lt;br /&gt;12) Rome, Italy&lt;br /&gt;13) Milan , Italy&lt;br /&gt;14) Zurich, Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;15) Bern, Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;16) Berlin, Germany&lt;br /&gt;17) Amsterdam, Netherlands&lt;br /&gt;18) Copenhagen, Denmark&lt;br /&gt;19) Prague, Czech Republic&lt;br /&gt;20) Moscow, Russia&lt;br /&gt;21) Athens, Greece&lt;br /&gt;22) Istanbul, Turkey&lt;br /&gt;23) Cairo, Egypt&lt;br /&gt;24) Cape Town, South Africa&lt;br /&gt;25) Kruger National Park, South Africa&lt;br /&gt;26) The Drakensburg Mountians, South Africa&lt;br /&gt;27) Abu Dhabi, UAE&lt;br /&gt;28) Dubai, UAE&lt;br /&gt;29) Huvafen Fushi, Maldives&lt;br /&gt;30) Diva Maldives, Maldives&lt;br /&gt;31) Alila Villas Hadahaa, Maldives&lt;br /&gt;32) Mumbai, India&lt;br /&gt;33) New Delhi, India&lt;br /&gt;34) Kathmandu, Nepal&lt;br /&gt;35) Beijing, China&lt;br /&gt;36) Seoul, South Korea&lt;br /&gt;37) Tokyo, Japan&lt;br /&gt;38) Kobe, Japan&lt;br /&gt;39) Taipei, Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;40) Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;41) Manila, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;42) Sipadan Island, Sabah, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;43) Bandar Seri Begawan, Brunei&lt;br /&gt;44) Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;45) Phnum Penh, Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;46) Bangkok, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;47) Ko Samui, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;48) Bali, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;49) Great Barrier Reef @Queensland, Australia&lt;br /&gt;50) Ayers Rock @ Uluru, Ausralia&lt;br /&gt;51) Sydney, Australia&lt;br /&gt;52) Auckland, New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. After 365 days. 52 weeks. 52 countries. Its finally back to Singpore y'all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you just love this plan? I have the plan, i have the time. All i need now is the money. Now, if anyone is interested in venturing with me in this trip, this DREAM vacation of mine (and prolly yours too) let us pool together our resources and get the best deals in the world for this trip. Let me know if you're interested. We'll definitely work something out, to get the money. Sponsor anyone? Hahaha! Estimated expenditure (air flights, accommodation and all): S$182,000/person. Thats S$15200/mth. S$507/day. Its that cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If theres one thing i know is that, whatever thing in this world that has a price tag to it, it means its achievable. Its only a matter of time. And for all the sights and sounds and people and cultures that i'd be interacting with - priceless. We live life once. This IS indeed a trip of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, my targeted date of travel, 010411. 2 years from now. So start saving y'all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Globe trekker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6248856301858562880?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6248856301858562880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6248856301858562880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6248856301858562880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6248856301858562880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-of-lifetime.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler63ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4829086924969693561</id><published>2009-09-22T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:57:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thoughts become things"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler62ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler62ashx.gif" alt="loggers" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we are angry, it brings out the best in us. I need inspiration, motivation and a really good feeling. &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Feels like theres more to life than my simple life. Thought become things, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you lose everything, you would be capable of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the Pursuit of Happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4829086924969693561?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4829086924969693561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4829086924969693561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4829086924969693561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4829086924969693561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-become-things-sometimes-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler62ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6340272663551330442</id><published>2009-09-21T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:16:00.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Enjoi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler60ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler60ashx.gif" alt="opportunity" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very tired. I do not know why but thats just me now. Yawning and yawning ever since i woke up this afternoon. Yes, afternoon. I slept at 0100H and woke up at 1500H. But my body is still feeling lethargic. Couldnt have been the food or the travelling i made to ppeople houses yesterday can it? No, i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing is that i had 2 dreams while i was asleep for that 14 hours. It was weird because the dreams were weird. Exciting and weird to be exact. Car chases, girls, school, parties and fights. It was like a story from a Hollywood movie scene which i swear could be a blockbuster. Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just bored, tired and lethargic. And seriously tired. I havent bathe yet and im still hungry. What is happening to me? *yawns, like seriously at the point of blogging*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours fruly, madly, deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6340272663551330442?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6340272663551330442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6340272663551330442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6340272663551330442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6340272663551330442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoi.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler60ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2851871881050359886</id><published>2009-09-20T04:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:25:55.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;t's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler52ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler52ashx.gif" alt="hiroshima" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just know that when you think life sucks and what you're facing is pretty bad, someone, somewhere out there prolly had it worse. I pity the Japanese Hiroshima-ian chap who was broken hearted when his girlfriend dumped him back then in 1945.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see? Life aint THAT bad. NOT getting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raya&lt;/span&gt; this year isnt the end of the world afterall. It just means that you've grown up, older and wiser and prolly gonna suffer the financial burden soon. NOT getting the girl-at-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geylang-serai&lt;/span&gt;'s number was OKAY too actually. Fer all you know, she could be a vampire chick like Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, its 0516H and im still not asleep yet. Its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; Bil! You've gotta summon all your energy today...to eat. Get fat, look handsome and get rich (hopefully) and on other occasions (sidetrack a bit here) get lucky. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got mio TV installed and i must say its a pretty good stuff to have. Free movies every month. Not counting those that you have to pay for lah, but still, at least i dont have to watch re-runs of Growing Up every weekday in the afternoon or Channel News Asia's Primetime Morning show at 12AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, HAPPY HARI RAYA Y'ALL! And actually, i was just kidding about the top few paragraphs. Your life really sucks if you cant get at least 2 green packets from ANYBODY in this year's Hari Raya. And....you suck BIG time for not getting that girl's number. Too bad, now some pathetic MAT is gonna have to make out with her. Wasted kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, i forgot! If you didnt puasa....dont eat the food and step celebrate the occasion. Wait next year, try again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2851871881050359886?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2851871881050359886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2851871881050359886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2851871881050359886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2851871881050359886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-is-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler52ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7950755930265518821</id><published>2009-09-19T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T04:58:50.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It feels so wrong, it feels so right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler14ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler14ashx.gif" alt="women and marriages" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a filling time having supper with S and A at Boon Lay's Nasi Lemak stall @ 0200H. The nasi lemak was OK, not anything fantastic and the teh tarik was a tad too sweet i guess. But if you're hungry, everything must go, can go and lets go! Macam the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lelong! lelong!&lt;/span&gt; at the bazaar Geylang during hari raya period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that i had buka puasa at Mak's Place (literal translation: Mother's Place) down at Changi Road there, near Geylang. Ate with A &amp;amp; his brother, I. Not "I" as in "me" but its his initials. S was supposed to join us, but last min &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paitau, buih&lt;/span&gt;, bubble, fly aeroplane, never come and many other ways of saying....errr... "never come lah!". That being that, we ended up ordering Tom Yam soup ($6.50), Lemon chicken ($10) and Buttered Squid ($12). BUT i tell you... its really A LOT! The serving they give for the rice, like damn a lot. Until i cannot finish. Can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, its damn filling to the max. Wanna go there again uh! I was closed by the food. Hahaha. Spent a whoppin $11 per person though, a bit expensive. But THANKS UH "S" FOR NOT COMING! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while at Boon Lay, the topic about relationships came up. Then marriage. And i for one, didnt like talking about it. Truth be told, i couldnt see myself commiting to a marriage. Maybe because im still young at heart and mind. Although im NOT gay as many people think i am (just because i hang out more often with guys than the opposite sex), i personally feel that im not ready to commit. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what i really want is to experience the luxuries of life, money and freedom that God has "given" to us but we all fail to search for it. Always hoping that it'll come our way by just praying and praying and having faith in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying is one thing. Putting in the effort is another. I want to enjoy freedom first before commiting to someone. Love to me, is a very strong word. A feeling you cant just say "I love you" and next year or so, you break up. Maybe i dont want to feel hurt. Maybe im just emotionally soft inside me while my exterior and fighting spirit is just booming with confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure is that if i ever "fall in love" with that certain someone, i'll promise to give my best and to give her the luxury of life that she should be receiving. You know like drive her around in my Porsche or Lamborghini and living in The Coast at Sentosa Cove... Nothing fanciful really. I just dont want to see my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special one&lt;/span&gt; suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Im just being responsible here, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; (alpha)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Romeo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7950755930265518821?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7950755930265518821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7950755930265518821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7950755930265518821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7950755930265518821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-feels-so-wrong-it-feels-so-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler14ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8659353787274259485</id><published>2009-09-17T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T04:24:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now you know..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler26ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler26ashx.gif" alt="teletubbies" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth about teletubbies would hurt you if you had ever been a BIG fan of that masquerade shiete. Speaking about "hurt", im greatly hurt about certain events that occurred to me lately. Its been very very emotional and pressurising not to mention the feeling of depressed. I tried to shake it off and be logical about it, it kinda worked. Immersing myself amongst good friends and having dinner together with T, S and R :) was great. But then, it all came crashing down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess life's full of ups and downs, and currently, im feeling the heat - BIG TIME. As i sat there thinking, pondering, wondering what should i do. To go with Plan A (little risk, high cost) or Plan B (high risk, little cost). Typo error? NOT. Im a man who takes calculated risk and thus went for Plan B. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insya'allah&lt;/span&gt;, all will go well today as i got 13 hours left before "deadline".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more random note, as i took the train at Bugis, i "bumped" into an pretty cute Indon girl who reminded me of a certain someone. Memories and such flushed back into my mind. Is this LOVE? Or is it just a one time fling, like i have always been feeling? I shall not be selfish. And its soooo hard to keep to my promise i made to myself. An ode to NMW. I'll get the car first honey, then we can go for a joy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how you have the feelings for 2 people of very different personalities and style. Its like i never had a specific kinda girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler44ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler44ashx.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was never meant to be "paradise". Not yet. But i could feel it coming, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty and cutely soon. Just like that Indon girl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juliet-ed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8659353787274259485?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8659353787274259485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8659353787274259485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8659353787274259485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8659353787274259485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler26ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7579768540898285431</id><published>2009-09-17T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:08:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cause im no Superman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=striphandler49ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler49ashx.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not your everyday superman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7579768540898285431?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7579768540898285431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7579768540898285431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7579768540898285431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7579768540898285431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/cause-im-no-superman-even-best-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler49ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3723364826721238430</id><published>2009-09-16T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:00:05.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Rats Rats Rats!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;current=striphandler21ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler21ashx.gif" border="0" alt="rat race"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannn.... if only they sell such things at gift shops. But i guess thats life for the majority of people. Always ever so stuck in the rat race. Trying my best to get the hell out of that wheel. But it requires more than just a change of attitude. Its a mindset change as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update updates: Last Friday, i went over to Sentosa. Sentosa Cove to be exact. And OMG, it was AWESOME. Despite the fact that its the 2nd time i went there, the place just never seem to bore me and wow me even more with new developments. The Coast @ Sentosa is really a very nice apartment unit. The design of the whole building was just uber nice. Kinda reminded me of those buildings/apartments by the beach of Miami. Well, not that i have BEEN there literally, but theres always something called CSI: MIAMI. Get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got to know that those luxury apartments AND terraces over there with their yachts parked behind their houses cost around S$5-20mil. And that these people living there, are probably the CEOs and bosses and businessmen of certain MNCs. And prolly some Temasek Holdings people too. Hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me, it does seem like a very high price to pay for a house in Singapore. Then again, its not really IN Singapore. But for the sheer luxury and class and serenity being over there, its just totally awesome. Worth the money i guess. Well, that is if you are making AT LEAST S$90,000/mth (rough calculation). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, being there has given me a new breath of life. And its called Dream. And like what Chris Gardner (from the movie: Pursuit Of Happiness) once told his son, &lt;i&gt;"You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those houses were built with a price tag. And for everything that has a price, it means it can be bought/achieved. Its only a matter of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Inspired,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murcielago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3723364826721238430?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3723364826721238430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3723364826721238430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3723364826721238430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3723364826721238430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/rats-rats-rats-mannn.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler21ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6027005449913180055</id><published>2009-09-15T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:09:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Saving Gaia."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;current=striphandler6ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler6ashx.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Its about time they start re-showing those Captain Planet cartoons and make a movie too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Captain Planet,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6027005449913180055?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6027005449913180055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6027005449913180055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6027005449913180055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6027005449913180055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/saving-gaia.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler6ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1487928309237137254</id><published>2009-09-14T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:14:31.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"You cant handle the truth."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;current=striphandler17ashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandler17ashx.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all know why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Musician Attitude,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1487928309237137254?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1487928309237137254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1487928309237137254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1487928309237137254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1487928309237137254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-cant-handle-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandler17ashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5687326070956955585</id><published>2009-09-13T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:13:45.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Rain dance"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/?action=view&amp;current=striphandlerashx.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/striphandlerashx.gif" border="0" alt="&amp;amp;quot;rain dance&amp;amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the awesome web page of http://www.wulffmorgenthaler.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing in life, sadly after 21 years of my life only, is that somethings in life, is not what it seems to be. IF you ever want to achieve something different, logic and change is something you have to embrace. However, not many people are willing to embrace the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that all it takes is that 1 person to show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Sitting Bull,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5687326070956955585?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5687326070956955585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5687326070956955585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5687326070956955585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5687326070956955585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-dance-i-realised-one-thing-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f63/spongebil/Wulffmorgenthaler/th_striphandlerashx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4200445804674366669</id><published>2009-09-11T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:11:49.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"If you gotta Joe, you just gotta Joe."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to find the time to blog ever since there was Twitter and work. So many things to share and to give you bed time stories so you can tell your grandchildren about. But sadly, Ol' King Cole over here aint got his merry old soul to share it with you yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been hectic and busy. But i like. Its something known as "delayed gratification". Something which we all know about, but never dare to get involved in, because the process is full of SHITS, cheese and whiskers. Imagine a giant blue rat and his 2 banana friends. But oh well, think long term bil, think long term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, certain things that you do, might just bring out the beast and the best in you. And for that we gotta know how to control it. Ask Dr. Hyde, he'll understand.You tame the beast, you get the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more cheerful and colourful note, Hari Raya is coming up (like next Sunday) and im sooo NOT gonna buy a new set of Hari Raya clothes BECAUSE i still like my ex-baju kurung of 2-3 years old. The design is unparalleled. The cutting, unmatched. The quality, superb. And The man-in-the-suit, unstoppable! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, till the next time i blog (which god knows whens the next time), I pray you pull back your cavalry and leave this matter to me. Sorry to ALL my friends who have been planning meet-ups and Jolly Roger here, cant make it. Like i said earlier - delayed gratification people. Delayed gratification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bil the G.I Joe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4200445804674366669?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4200445804674366669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4200445804674366669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4200445804674366669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4200445804674366669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2612178695703489540</id><published>2009-09-05T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:38:42.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm close behind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2612178695703489540?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2612178695703489540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2612178695703489540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2612178695703489540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2612178695703489540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-close-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-751492041096289943</id><published>2009-09-03T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:39:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh oh problemo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having some problems with my blogger and that sucks. Just as i was about to blog out some creative shiete, this happen. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-751492041096289943?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/751492041096289943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=751492041096289943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/751492041096289943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/751492041096289943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-having-some-problems-with-my-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4366152441957558011</id><published>2009-08-21T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:29:49.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Table of contents"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been tough on me all these while. I choose it to be tough. In fact, i set myself a GOAL SO BIG this time that sometimes, i feel like crying. I mean, everyone goes through it everyday, less when they die. But i guess, for everything thats worthwhile and greatly desired by me, life's definitely going to be tough on me. Its always easy to give up and call it quits, but thats where life will laugh back at me and tell me that im just "3 feet way from gold and i QUIT.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Ideas, Dreams, Abilities and Talents given by life, would all be put to waste if i hadnt even give it a shot at all. Cause one thing's for sure, until the day you really understand what you want from life and in life, is the day you start living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think and Grow Rich,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4366152441957558011?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4366152441957558011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4366152441957558011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4366152441957558011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4366152441957558011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/08/table-of-contents-life-has-been-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7920225530740717460</id><published>2009-08-01T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:21:42.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pursuit Of Happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="344" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3nQGiW9VIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3nQGiW9VIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="344" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Gardner: Hey. Don't ever let somebody tell you... You can't do something. Not even me. All right?&lt;br /&gt;Christopher: All right.&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Gardner: You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7920225530740717460?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7920225530740717460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7920225530740717460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7920225530740717460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7920225530740717460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5036529881349290697</id><published>2009-07-26T04:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T04:43:59.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Welcome to The TwitBlog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to do a TwitBlog for now. Less i have long stories to tell. Great tales to read to you. And awesome news to report. Other thatn that, catch me here. On twitter. Oh, btw, refreshing the page would sometimes update this post AUTOMATICALLY. Cool shiete huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="twitter_div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="sidebar-title" style="display:none;"&gt;Twitter Updates&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul id="twitter_update_list"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nabilrusydi" id="twitter-link" style="display:block;text-align:right;"&gt;follow me on Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://twitter.com/javascripts/blogger.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://twitter.com/statuses/user_timeline/nabilrusydi.json?callback=twitterCallback2&amp;amp;count=3"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5036529881349290697?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5036529881349290697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5036529881349290697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5036529881349290697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5036529881349290697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/twitter-updates-follow-me-on-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7084481296068085854</id><published>2009-07-17T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:46:21.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SakMaDeek"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pathetic how the Malay kids can be nowadays. Mats and Minah (M&amp;amp;Ms) Reps are like everywhere, being influenced probably from primary school time even. They think that by dyeing their hair to many different colours is "cool" when actually, they're still in school or probably still under the care and guidance of their parents. Phuck you kids lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, having those tight skinny jeans just dont look good on you (M&amp;amp;Ms) too. Some how, just some how, the Chinese could pull off the look. But you guys seriously got some fashion issues and boo boo to start off with. Those Ang Moh people wearing them in concerts, performing on stages, or celebrities are DIFFERENT. They're cool. You're Not. And oh have i mentioned that ever high trucker cap too? Dammit man, you guys spoil every good fashion things. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme not get started on the tattoos too. The tattoos are half-way done up (i.e to say no colour or shadings) because they probably dont have the money to get the full version. Nice. If only they had cut down on their mindless spending spree on useless junk and effed up fashion regattas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying beer cans or bottles and sitting under the void deck and staricases trying to hide away from public eyes really aint cool too. Its uber stupid. Go to a pub where you can sit comfortably and enjoy the karaoke in it too. But then again, you guys probably dont have money to do so OR feel that you people look fierce being in the public open and drinking. Phuck you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7084481296068085854?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7084481296068085854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7084481296068085854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7084481296068085854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7084481296068085854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/sakmadeek-its-pathetic-how-malay-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4573926426598709008</id><published>2009-07-15T05:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:20:03.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life's coming         attractions." - Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to to greater realization in life; friends are here to keep us company, joyful, youthful and support us in our lives. I appreciate and thank God for giving me the chance to get to know such great friends in my life. However, this is only one 1 half of the realization that i have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other half is that ironically - friends and loved ones would be the ones who are most resistant to me changing for a better. They prefer the "old" me. The typical Nabil who's playful, irritating (so that they will look better), egoistical, arrogant, the joker, the sporty type and as some might know, the smart one (in my family). Therefore my decision to withdraw from NIE's BSc PE teaching wasnt quite welcomed by my family members nor some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i believe that, that is just their opinion and personal belief in pursuing for higher education. And i respect them. However, its just not mine. Pardon me for i may be wrong in MY opinion, like i had always in the past; BUT I believe that it takes MORE than just education to SUCCEED and achieve our DREAMS in life. If we allow others' opinions to affect the way we want to lead our life or whatever plans we have to attain success, we would be in a very grave danger. Because i have come to realization that 10-20 years down the road, when i have my family, its not going to be my friends who would be feeding my kids. Its me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that we should not be so blind to follow what other people want to do. Instead we should take charge of our own lives and find ways to better it many many times, not by education only. Constantly "reality check" ourselves and be open to other greater opportunities out there. Like what was said in the TODAY papers, July 13th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Headline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Print/Singapore/EDC090713-0000055/In-a-downturn,-whats-a-degree-worth"&gt;In a downturn, what's a degree worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you havent been reading, i feel that its never to late to keep ourselves updated with the world's ever changing trends. One should not be ignorant in such times like these. And oh by the way, if you feel that you could secure that job like what those graduates had done (the last paragraph), then i would say "Congratulations!" BECAUSE they had just gotten yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be different. Be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4573926426598709008?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4573926426598709008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4573926426598709008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4573926426598709008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4573926426598709008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/imagination-is-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2408314522382223739</id><published>2009-07-14T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:59:11.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself. - Andy Warhol (1928 - 1987)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2408314522382223739?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2408314522382223739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2408314522382223739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2408314522382223739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2408314522382223739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-always-say-time-changes-things-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3826696431060702506</id><published>2009-07-11T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:20:18.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are the world. We are the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: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/36284908-3826696431060702506?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3826696431060702506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3826696431060702506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3826696431060702506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3826696431060702506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3827245839078733073</id><published>2009-07-08T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:41:02.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rebulking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-bulking in progress. Trying to gain back what had been lost due to 8 months of CV life.  Autobots! Rollout! Im non-anorexic, im bigorexic. I wanna be BIG, but not too BIG like the 1st Giant-Wheeled Decepticon in Transformers 2. That is gay and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading up on quite a number of self-improvements books. Borrowed from the library. I forgot what they are all called, cause i accidently left it some where. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success. Leadership. Attitude. Influence. Something like that. 4 books, 4 topics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3827245839078733073?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3827245839078733073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3827245839078733073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3827245839078733073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3827245839078733073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/rebulking-re-bulking-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6504061761323366824</id><published>2009-07-02T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:06:11.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity. But those men who dream by day - these are dangerous men, for they dream with open eyes to make their dreams come true."&lt;br /&gt;- T. E. Lawrence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/36284908-6504061761323366824?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6504061761323366824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6504061761323366824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6504061761323366824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6504061761323366824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-men-dream-but-not-equally.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8792552489207650496</id><published>2009-06-30T04:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:09:30.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You win some, you lose some."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my $10 on the way to JB to pump petrol. BEST part - that was the only amount of cash i brought into JB. But oh well, i have contacts in there so i still managed to pump it up! Sing it: Pump pump, pump pump it UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more stressful note, i just realised that i have not completed nor submitted certain documents to MOE regarding my University application. It came so last min and now i would have to physically send it over to MOE. But one thing's for sure - I cant wait for the orientation camp for PE. Sounds physical and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends say that i've changed lately. Maybe im not that ALWAYS playful and cracking jokes kinda guy no more. Maybe somethings in life i've experienced, tells me one thing. And that its always better to be prepared for the worst. We live our lives once only and i want to make the best out of it. To be somebody that i could and not somebody that i wish i could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be ignorant to change, friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8792552489207650496?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8792552489207650496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8792552489207650496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8792552489207650496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8792552489207650496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-win-some-you-lose-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-941504961725993481</id><published>2009-06-25T05:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:19:57.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Life's Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SkKX_qZ0HeI/AAAAAAAAAp8/irsb6kpce3Q/s1600-h/everything-will-be-ok-unknown-magnet-c11750616.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SkKX_qZ0HeI/AAAAAAAAAp8/irsb6kpce3Q/s200/everything-will-be-ok-unknown-magnet-c11750616.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351006427239685602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-941504961725993481?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/941504961725993481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=941504961725993481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/941504961725993481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/941504961725993481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SkKX_qZ0HeI/AAAAAAAAAp8/irsb6kpce3Q/s72-c/everything-will-be-ok-unknown-magnet-c11750616.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7024698303903676124</id><published>2009-06-21T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:37:40.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dark blue, dark blue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost muscle mass, I lost weight, i lost my size, i lost the desire to gym on a consistent basis and i lost my strict 6-meals a day diet. Simply put, i lost the discipline to bulk up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about time i start having Self-Discipline and Self-motivation for both work and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers Optimize,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7024698303903676124?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7024698303903676124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7024698303903676124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7024698303903676124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7024698303903676124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/dark-blue-dark-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-9012674891818922205</id><published>2009-06-16T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:36:06.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Brick Walled"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an apartment of your own might seem fun and all, but seriously, its a lot of tough work. Well, mainly because of House Keeping duties. Hahaha! I had the whole place to myself and woke up in the morning with the sun shining down into my room. Listened to radio the whole day and it was...nice. Really nice. Went out to buy breakfast and seeing people rushing off to work just seems scary to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i DID the laundry, ironed my work clothes, swept the floor and yeah kept the house clean and tidy. (: Thats just soooo me when im free. And oh, did i mention watching How I Met Your Mother like 6 episodes per day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downside is that im hungry and cant cook proper meals. Shucks! Hungry hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a part-time wifey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-9012674891818922205?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/9012674891818922205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=9012674891818922205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/9012674891818922205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/9012674891818922205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/brick-walled-having-apartment-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2844448337919972872</id><published>2009-06-14T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:40:54.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"One Time Only"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rant 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like i should have done things better in the past. If i could go back in time, i would give my all and probably be someone better. But we know we would.  But we know we cant. The only best thing is to make the best out life and be not the person who would say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How i wished i had achieved more."&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How i wished my parents are here to see where i am now."&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rant 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets going into ARMY for NS. Nor regretting being a Specialist in the force. Cause i know, i may NOT have overcome as many obstacles and sufferings as an Officer would have faced. Isnt getting THAT much pay as an officer and not getting the prestige of a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "commissioning parade" or a "commissioning ball"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But one thing's for sure. Those 200++ recruits who have gone through my hands and be SOMEBODY out there in the force, is something which i am greatly proud of. Whereby no personal achievements or money could ever get you the opportunity to add value to one's lives. Many many one's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SjRvRWxBAXI/AAAAAAAAApk/AuNnrmBt0So/s1600-h/AK000233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SjRvRWxBAXI/AAAAAAAAApk/AuNnrmBt0So/s200/AK000233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021001555247474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SjRxrpgdPGI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bMIJwmkkquE/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SjRxrpgdPGI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bMIJwmkkquE/s200/DSC00166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347023652285922402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;With pride we lead - SISPEC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we have is one shot at life. Life's never about how good you are. Its about how good you WANT to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family went off to KL.&lt;br /&gt;But i am here people. I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Commitment. Sacrifice. Discipline.&lt;br /&gt;Its about time i start working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadow inside me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2844448337919972872?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2844448337919972872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2844448337919972872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2844448337919972872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2844448337919972872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-time-only-rant-1-sometimes-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SjRvRWxBAXI/AAAAAAAAApk/AuNnrmBt0So/s72-c/AK000233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1443886493578376275</id><published>2009-06-12T05:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T05:48:27.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Going beyond."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All my life I have dared to go past what is possible. Past the impossible you might ask?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Actually, past that. To the place where the possible and the impossible meet, to become... the POSSIMPIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventing your own word shows creativity and vision—&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Visitivity.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3WDmEZP9Czg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3WDmEZP9Czg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all really make a video resume for our job resumes. instead. Shows creativity and awesome-ness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Creatiawetivity.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1443886493578376275?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1443886493578376275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1443886493578376275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1443886493578376275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1443886493578376275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-beyond.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1535295505636019297</id><published>2009-06-10T07:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:07:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nothing and Everything is Possimpible!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is going to be a very looooong post to cover up a few days of posts i sup-post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired, but i couldnt sleep. Im awake now since 1500H on Tuesday, yesterday. Many things were running thru my mind thus explains the i-cannot-sleep mode. Money, holiday, University, work, trying to set up a new business (which aint easy) and speeches just to name a few. Life's been good and bad and to be honest, its kinda fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching How I Met Your Mother like almost everyday. Re-runs after reruns while waiting for the new ones to finish download. Ooops. Its just funny man, the whole comedy thing and how the producers make them to be. One-liners and witty quotes are just my kinda things. It keeps things fresh. Like you-just-go-to-the-wet-market-and-buy-fish kind of fresh. And Barney Stinsen is just the whole lotta Alpha Male with loads of issues. Kinda sometimes reminds me of me. Full of crap, yet still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mydisguises.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/himym-how-i-met-your-mother-1261795_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 160px;" src="http://mydisguises.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/himym-how-i-met-your-mother-1261795_1024_768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barney Stinsen is the right-most character. Awesome dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do and complete today, yet i've already used up 7hours and 35min of my 24hours for Wednesday today. Life aint gonna wait for you, cause thats just not what life does. It moves on and on and on. What ever you do, you just have to make the best out of it as life's never long to enjoy. I mean, you COULD live up to 100 but what the hell could you be doing when you're 80 years old? Its a different thing if you're Hugh Hefner lah, but seriously, we just dont have the luxury of time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.celebrific.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/hugh-hefner-orgies-book-1-15-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 188px;" src="http://www.celebrific.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/hugh-hefner-orgies-book-1-15-07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hugh Hefner and his 6 ba-dang-dangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you havent realised, FREEDOM ISNT FREE anymore. Either, you work hard for it or you could just dont get them. Yes yes, freedom is subjective, but given a choice, im sure many would want to classify their "freedom" as being able NOT to work and probably travel round the world (helping others or so is optional) seeing the many wonders of the world. And as for me, i reckon owning my own Lamborghini would be nice to add to my list of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What is Freedom to me?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the Lamborghini Gallardo Spyder so close to me yesterday night just kept me thinking and wondering and pondering if my friends will ever get to own one. Like you know we could ride down town in a convoy of Lambos and DAMN! it'll be a head turner. With all those "WARM! WARM!" engine sound, it's gonna be goooooooood for the chicken soup for the soul. Cause one thing's for sure, (and im sorry if im being such a bitch)... an 8-5pm kinda job will never get you one. It doesnt matter to me if you dont fancy a Lambo or so. Maybe you'd be contented with a Chery QQ i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gothamdreamcars.com/images/Lamborghini/gallardo-spyder-miami-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 176px;" src="http://www.gothamdreamcars.com/images/Lamborghini/gallardo-spyder-miami-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is NOT a Chery QQ, just in case you dont know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, dont get me wrong here people. Im not superficial nor materialistic. Im not. Im just an average HDB-living kinda guy who dreams BIG, takes calculated risks, does things that most people dont and most importantly - dares to fail. My dreams may be laughed at, jeered upon, condemned and such, but seriously, if i dont get those responses, my dream is prolly not a dream. It'll be just like another typical average person's target-at-the-end-of-the-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like what &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9ya9BXClRw"&gt;Randy Pausch said in his presentation during The Oprah Show&lt;/a&gt; lemme quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The brick walls are not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. Because the brick walls are there to stop the people who don’t want it badly enough.".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Randy Pausch, Author of The Last Lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/07/23-End/randy-lecture-cancer-last-kids-family-dead-dies-pausch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/07/23-End/randy-lecture-cancer-last-kids-family-dead-dies-pausch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when someday i make it, which i would,  i've really gotta thank my brick walls for making me want to achieve my dreams badly. Without them, i'd prolly end up... just like another brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to send my mom to work then off for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1535295505636019297?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1535295505636019297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1535295505636019297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1535295505636019297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1535295505636019297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-is-possimpible-im-so-tired-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4373852331786005193</id><published>2009-06-10T03:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:18:46.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Woooooooooo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I woke up at 5pm yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;-I love watching How I Met Your Mother because of its so how Comedy should be made.&lt;br /&gt;-So many things are running through my mind everyday, and best part - i have to prioritize them all.&lt;br /&gt;-I love putting pressure on myself cause that's what makes Diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;-I really need a Wooo girl.&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna watch Monsters VS Aliens but i just dont have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ngepress.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/monsters-vs-aliens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 274px;" src="http://ngepress.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/monsters-vs-aliens.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfxWOpFNoRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfxWOpFNoRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naked man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4373852331786005193?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4373852331786005193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4373852331786005193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4373852331786005193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4373852331786005193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/woooooooooo-i-woke-up-at-5pm-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3745462594752300994</id><published>2009-06-08T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:35:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Of white things and other white things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised one thing about traffic wardens or carpark attendants and traffic police. They wear white. And best thing, white being the purest of colours however doesnt quite reflect their nature of jobs cause firstly, they are comparable to the other "white things" that sits on the trees late at night. Lemme explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ps21.gov.sg/Challenge/2006_02/images/starAward/helmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.ps21.gov.sg/Challenge/2006_02/images/starAward/helmi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asiaone.com/A1MEDIA/motoring/03Mar09/images/20090324.183826_parking-warden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 175px;" src="http://www.asiaone.com/A1MEDIA/motoring/03Mar09/images/20090324.183826_parking-warden.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carpark Aunties/Traffic Police:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wears white.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt smile.&lt;br /&gt;Comes silently.&lt;br /&gt;Comes suddenly when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about them, you'll see them around.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you nervous when they come.&lt;br /&gt;You will try to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siam&lt;/span&gt; them if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Rides a bike or walk.&lt;br /&gt;Gives you the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;When they look at you, you wish they didnt.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how brave you are, you just dont want to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, they cant mind their own business. Cause its their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2467788922_c9e94d72ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2467788922_c9e94d72ea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Other "White Things" that sit in the trees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS white.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt smile too.&lt;br /&gt;Comes silently or laughing noisily.&lt;br /&gt;Comes suddenly when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;If you DONT think about them, you'll see them around.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you piss when they come.&lt;br /&gt;You WILL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siam&lt;/span&gt; them if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Rides on air or floats.&lt;br /&gt;Gives you the creeps A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;When they look at you, you'll piss again.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how brave you are, they'll make you piss.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, they cant mind their own business. Cause its their "job".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Lor Ya lor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3745462594752300994?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3745462594752300994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3745462594752300994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3745462594752300994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3745462594752300994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-white-things-and-other-white-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2467788922_c9e94d72ea_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5628925814201437585</id><published>2009-06-02T09:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:26:04.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Feeling accomplished"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. On Mondays, whereby people normally have the Monday blues and become ineffective zombies for the week, i did kinda the opposite. Surprisingly, i did more things than usual on that Monday yesterday. Here's a list of things which i somehow managed to do. And some weren't even planned, so impromptu. So spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Started at 0730H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sent my mom to work&lt;br /&gt;2) Went for my FTE in BBDC&lt;br /&gt;3) Went to collect my altered pants from G2000&lt;br /&gt;4) Went to get my passport renewed&lt;br /&gt;5) Got my helmet fixed (and nearly bought a new helmet!)&lt;br /&gt;6) Went to work (for 3 hours only)&lt;br /&gt;7) Saw an accident at PIE&lt;br /&gt;7) Headed off to Jurong Point to meet up with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ended at 0000H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 7 things within 13H 30min. Ahh... with a bike, anything's possible. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, i saw an accident happened right before my eyes while riding along PIE! To be honest, the driver was f**ked from the start. His rear bumper was already "shredded" and was driving very dangerously swerving in, out, in, out of the traffic. And when he got onto the expressway, he went wild. Thinking that there was an audition for Fast &amp;amp; Furious 5 (Singapore Streets), he seriously, sped all the way (120-150km/h estimate) also swerving in out in out of the heavy traffic. What is scary is that hs rear bumper is protruding out sideways thus is he were to pass a motorcyclist, it would have hit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, the bottom line is that  he crashed into the central divider. Debris flew everywhere, smoke was in the air and the front part of the car was totalled. Imagine a flattened wheel! A car wheel plus rims literally flattnened! Wowowee! I dont know what happened to the MF but there was a man, lying on the road. So yeah, thank god that MFB (mutha f. b.) crashed. Danger to other users. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nabehhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have hada bad day. Should have listened to Daniel Powter's Bad Day to cheer him up, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to BBDC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5628925814201437585?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5628925814201437585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5628925814201437585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5628925814201437585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5628925814201437585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-accomplished-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-866506331320646656</id><published>2009-06-01T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:23:57.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ayat-ayat cinta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems like common sense wasnt enough. Well, to be honest, i feel that some of the questions were dumb ****. It makes no sense and its very vague. Maybe its because i've been on the road for quite some time and so a LOT of the questions were like "Dammit, there could be 2 answers for it.". So i was kinda pissed off. Anyways, i DIDNT study for it and yet i got 42/50 right. Extra 3 mistakes which caused me to fail. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching home, guess what did i do? I watched Ayat-ayat cinta. Hahaha! I dont know why lah, but its just a great show to watch. And some how, i learnt quote a few things from it too, the  2nd time im catching it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, one thing i realised how ignorant and how funny people seem to think. Many people want to lead the high life and make it BIG but NEVER ever though of doing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think playing stocks and shares seems like a good "investment" for them to reach their goals. Working that 8am-5pm job will definitely get that dream condo that they want in the near future. Marrying someone rich would do justice for some too. Its madness i tell you. There isnt any free lunches in this world, well unless of course the govt starts giving out free lunch coupons for the masses. Recession package they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all let me leave you with some words of wisdom to those people who wants an easy way outta life and wanting to dream big but never want to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you aspire to achieve things that you have never ever achieved in life. You must be willing to do things that you have never ever done before."&lt;/span&gt; - Big Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luh, i was jsut kidding. Its Ernie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-866506331320646656?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/866506331320646656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=866506331320646656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/866506331320646656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/866506331320646656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/ayat-ayat-cinta.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-404273200255239181</id><published>2009-06-01T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:46:39.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hello stranger."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 0927H in the morning and in about 1h 18min time i'd be sitting for my Final Theory Evaluation at BBDC. Havent really studied. Relying on one thing and just one thing alone - common sense. Lets see if it works. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went JB early morning and got "scolded" for now renewing my passport. Hahaha! Expires 24th June and i still have yet to renew it. But who gives a shiete right? As long as i get my petrol, its good. But on a serious note, i'd be renewing it later at ICA. Could not renew it online cause no Master Card yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg bathe now and prepare to set off for the evaluation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common sense is sometimes uncommon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-404273200255239181?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/404273200255239181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=404273200255239181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/404273200255239181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/404273200255239181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-stranger.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-305443103350527519</id><published>2009-05-31T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:34:09.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How i met your mother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBXb31KioRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBXb31KioRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me psyched up, this video has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-305443103350527519?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/305443103350527519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=305443103350527519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/305443103350527519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/305443103350527519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-i-met-your-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8027183847206592096</id><published>2009-05-28T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:16:36.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"People who are afraid of death are those who have lived with regrets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many things to blog about. Lately, i have so many things in mind but if i were to blog it out like a paragraph type, then damn, i could submit an essay for Cambridge already. I tend to go a little long winded whenever i start blogging which is kinda a bad-good  thing actually. For one, its an insightful blog read and for another, its just long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, decided to keep things short and simple or also known as K.I.S.S - Keep It Short &amp;amp; Simple. Im doing this post in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You could say that i lost my appetite this morning because Barca won Man U 2-0 in the Champions League finals. I kinda supported both teams actually in terms of game play, but in my heart, im a RED DEVILS fan. And i must say, they played disappointingly bad. They deserve to lose actually. Make it as a wake-up call for next season. Nabehh, make me waste my $4.50 worth of Nasi Goreng Daging Thai from Spize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever wondered where does wind come from? I mean, after the whole "block of wind" passes you, where do they go? If energy cannot be destroyed then it means that the wind should be "floating" around somewhere... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go for someone who makes you happy or for someone you're happy with? 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Im going to get my passport renewed. Dang, im gonna miss my old one. And i mean really old, still got my budak kecik face plastered on it. And the picture yellow yellow. Eeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I PASSED MY PHYSICAL PROFICIENCY TEST! Which means to say im guranteed going into NTU NIE for the Physical Education course. OOOOOOOOH YEAH. Imgaine. Me. PE teacher. Awesome. I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I lost mass/weight lately. And i could see it. I have not been lifting weights, doing push ups nor chin ups and nt even eating right. What the **** is becoming of me?! I got 2 months to bulk up. Need help. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Restaurant City and Geo Challenge in FaceBook is fun. It might look like some lame crap application but its really addicitive. Something like Digimon/Pokemon in the past. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I am playing with my curly hair now. WTF?! Bad habit sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I wanna catch those block buster movies. But i just have no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I registered for class 3 license already. Going private and hopefully can pass by year's end, cause i'd high chance prolly be taking over his Honda Civic VTI EG6. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) And lastly, im effing hungry now. Right now. Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okthxbi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8027183847206592096?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8027183847206592096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8027183847206592096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8027183847206592096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8027183847206592096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-who-are-afraid-of-death-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1064013751847707994</id><published>2009-05-25T04:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T04:40:39.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Joke"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a cigarette thats filled with weed?&lt;br /&gt;A: A Cigaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough. Okthxbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1064013751847707994?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1064013751847707994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1064013751847707994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1064013751847707994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1064013751847707994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/joke-q-what-do-you-call-cigarette-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-473386284039684090</id><published>2009-05-21T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:32:40.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Lets be honest. FREEDOM isnt free any more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally registered for my Class 3 at BBDC. BTE is in 3 days time and my BTT is on the 26th of June. Im just too lazy to take up so many BTPs like when i first started taking my Class 2B. No longer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kan chiong&lt;/span&gt; spider like last time. Just go for it naked. Pass pass lorh. Fail, then take again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im supposed to be off to work. I have been up pretty late lately because i had a meetings to attend to these past few days. 9 months to overseas expansion and its pretty a great pressure on me to get selected for it. I've made plans to either defer my NIE studies (if possible) or break the bond if given the opportunity to go overseas. Its a serious matter im looking into. On one side, i have my parents to please as they want me to get "papers" a.k.a certificates. And on the other spectrum a basic salary of $50,000 per month if all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months to change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have i been sought by any companies who wants to groom me and to the extend pay me more than my peers. If i ever miss out on this opportunity, it could be the greatest loss i'll be facing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/ShUtX2F200I/AAAAAAAAApc/_LueAuri1Jc/s1600-h/abtJD_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/ShUtX2F200I/AAAAAAAAApc/_LueAuri1Jc/s200/abtJD_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338222820997911362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what im dealing with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen diamonds cut through heart of men,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-473386284039684090?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/473386284039684090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=473386284039684090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/473386284039684090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/473386284039684090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-be-honest.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/ShUtX2F200I/AAAAAAAAApc/_LueAuri1Jc/s72-c/abtJD_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2430680849957853693</id><published>2009-05-19T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:41:48.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thailand!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. This post isnt about my trip to Thailand, cause I HAVENT gone there yet. But more of my plans to travel to Thailand, SPONTANEOUS, IMPROMPTU and on IMPULSE. That is to say, anytime i feel like it i'd go off to Thailand but for less than 24hours. Cause if more than 24hours must inform MINDEF. Damn&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; leceh&lt;/span&gt; you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan would go something like this: On any day that i'd be free, i'd take cheap flight to Phuket or Bangkok at 0700. Reach destination at 9am. SHOP SHOP SHOP and then go home by 0000H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout it? Overseas and over easy for less than S$200. Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kap Pung Kap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2430680849957853693?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2430680849957853693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2430680849957853693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2430680849957853693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2430680849957853693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/thailand-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7460381117329730850</id><published>2009-05-10T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:03:52.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Simply magical."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from camp. And its really really unbelievable. Magical is more like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7460381117329730850?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7460381117329730850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7460381117329730850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7460381117329730850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7460381117329730850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/simply-magical.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5795258224527391781</id><published>2009-05-05T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:04:29.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"8-Legged Freaks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6Tg7PTI/AAAAAAAAApU/6KeXnPxcbWs/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6Tg7PTI/AAAAAAAAApU/6KeXnPxcbWs/s200/DSC00545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332262960477453618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6bUNKjI/AAAAAAAAApM/-2jVZ_a_0zs/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6bUNKjI/AAAAAAAAApM/-2jVZ_a_0zs/s200/DSC00544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332262962571586098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6FS3MDI/AAAAAAAAApE/6c-JchJAOlE/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6FS3MDI/AAAAAAAAApE/6c-JchJAOlE/s200/DSC00543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332262956660371506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6CJ0s9I/AAAAAAAAAo8/39UiHia-38g/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6CJ0s9I/AAAAAAAAAo8/39UiHia-38g/s200/DSC00542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332262955817153490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting. No time to explain any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5795258224527391781?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5795258224527391781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5795258224527391781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5795258224527391781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5795258224527391781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-legged-freaks.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SgAA6Tg7PTI/AAAAAAAAApU/6KeXnPxcbWs/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8994551813718991877</id><published>2009-05-04T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:37:35.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Virgin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my haircut just just now. And im hungry. And...i started my daily dose of exercise and mini-gym. Its about time i get oiled up for camp on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off the record, Jasmine filed my nails and polished my thumbs. Hahaha. That sexy lady... basket, never polish all my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i caught S-Factor showing on Channel 5 @ 10pm yesterday. Yes, yes, yes its that bimbo show i would agree but then again, at least they are hot and pretty AND sweet.  I particularly like one of them - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jessicahutch"&gt;Jessica (Babysitter, 21) &lt;/a&gt;because although she may not be the hottest in terms of body or looks, but her personality does intrigue me. And oh yeah, she's a sweetie too. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot hot heat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8994551813718991877?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8994551813718991877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8994551813718991877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8994551813718991877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8994551813718991877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/virgin-got-my-haircut-just-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-959476670459545819</id><published>2009-05-03T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:56:45.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My Personality"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some sort of questionnaire on FaceBook. Lo and Behold, the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); width: 200px; display: block; font-family: tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; padding-bottom: 5px; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.org/pp.php?u=2457429"&gt;View Full MyPersonality.org Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="padding: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" align="center" cellspacing="0" width="180"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th width="150"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 35px; text-align: left; font-size: 11px;"&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 70px; text-align: center; font-size: 11px;"&gt;50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 35px; text-align: right; font-size: 11px;"&gt;100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;  &lt;th align="center" width="30"&gt;%&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: 11px;"&gt;Openness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: blue; width: 123.2px; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: 11px;"&gt;88%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: green; width: 70px; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: red; width: 131.6px; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;94%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: orange; width: 61.6px; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;44%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 2px; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: purple; width: 61.6px; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 2px; font-size: 11px;"&gt;44%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trait Explanations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to interpret your raw trait scores, they were compared to the first 350,000 people to complete the full MyPersonality Big Five questionnaire. This allows the way that you described yourself to be put in the context of how other people respond to the questionnaire. You should remember that there are no fundamentally good or bad personalities, as each trait description has potential advantages and disadvantages. To help you reflect on these, you have also been given some questions which ask you to consider the implications of your trait descriptions. Other people viewing your personality profile will not be able to see these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Openness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you prefer novelty versus convention. Approximately 88.5% of respondents have a lower openness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is far more intellectually curious and sensitive to beauty than most. You might say that your beliefs are individualistic and frequently drift towards the unconventional, and that you enjoy your imagination and the exciting places it takes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflective question: What place do you think that tradition has in society (if any)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you prefer an organised, or a flexible, approach in life. Approximately 24.2% of respondents have a lower conscientiousness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is spontaneous and fun, and that you like to do unexpected things that make life that bit more interesting. You might say that you aren't completely unreliable, but you've been known to slip up on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflective question: How do you go about tackling a new task?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you enjoy company, and seek excitement and stimulation. Approximately 94.5% of respondents have a lower extraversion raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is constantly energetic, exuberant and active. Your answers describe you as someone who aims to be the centre of attention at social occasions, asserts yourself when in groups, and usually says, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflective question: Do you prefer to be busy all the time? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trait refers to the way you express your opinions and manage relationships. Approximately 8% of respondents have a lower agreeableness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is willing to make difficult decisions when necessary, and will point out when something is wrong no matter what other people might feel. Your responses suggest that you would say that you can be tough and uncompromising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflective question: When others are experiencing problems, what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Neuroticism (Emotional stability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trait refers to the way you cope with, and respond to, life's demands. Approximately 54% of respondents have a lower neuroticism raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is generally calm. Based on your responses, you come across as someone who can feel emotional or stressed out by some experiences, however your feelings tend to be warranted by the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflective question: Which situations make you feel under pressure and which situations do not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research has found that the Big Five personality traits are significantly related to Jungian Typology (e.g. the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator). This is a popular alternative personality framework regularly used for personal development, in which Types are used rather than Traits. Based on your Big Five trait scores, your estimated Type is shown below (if you have already taken a Jungian Typology test and got a different result, this can be changed from the More Options section).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ENTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTPs are frequently described as clever, cerebrally and verbally quick, enthusiastic, outgoing, innovative, and resourceful. ENTPs are motivated by a desire to understand and improve the world they live in. They are usually accurate in sizing up a situation. They may have a perverse sense of humor and sometimes play devil's advocate, which can create misunderstandings with friends, coworkers, and family. ENTPs are ingenious and adept at directing relationships between means and ends. ENTPs 'think outside the box,' devising fresh, unexpected solutions to difficult problems. However, they are less interested in generating and following through with detailed plans than in generating ideas and possibilities. ENTPs are quick to see complex interrelationships between people, things, and ideas. These interrelationships are analyzed in profound detail. The result is an in-depth understanding of the way things and relationships work, and how they can be improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN's my middle name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&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/36284908-959476670459545819?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/959476670459545819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=959476670459545819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/959476670459545819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/959476670459545819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-personality-took-some-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7655276042983327453</id><published>2009-05-03T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:31:16.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I've seen diamonds cut through heart of men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfyQlZjsY5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9pdwtT7_gmk/s1600-h/JD10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfyQlZjsY5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9pdwtT7_gmk/s200/JD10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331295031089980306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;At my launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another side of life, i'm feeling sad, lost, disappointed, angry and even frustrated at some people and certain unfortunate events. Such feelings always make me feel hungry or even so, makes me wanna go gym and pump those iron bars. Guess, that's just what i'll do. But i'll do it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7655276042983327453?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7655276042983327453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7655276042983327453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7655276042983327453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7655276042983327453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-seen-diamonds-cut-through-heart-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfyQlZjsY5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9pdwtT7_gmk/s72-c/JD10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4035912621411829122</id><published>2009-05-01T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:49:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Diva is the female version of a hustler."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long since i last updated. Guess im losing my creativity juices as the days gone by. To be honest, i have so many things that have happened lately and yet, the "creativity" in me just couldnt bring across those wonderful things in retrospect in terms of blogging. Gawd, what the hell am i saying here. Anyways, jsut for the record, i really find &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aysAq2kxOmM"&gt;S-Factor Episode 5's Trailer&lt;/a&gt; background music really catchy. Its&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zy3UeQjILHU"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diva by Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i found out. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses and looks out of the window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i got myself a new bike. Well, not really "new" kinda new but just that i got a whole new paint job. Ferrari Red. Oh yeah. Am so loving this bikey now and wants to go out riding with it but sadly, alone isnt quite the funn-est thing to be doing. Everyone's busy busy busy. What the hell is happening around town here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just guessing its karma. What goes around, comes around. And yeah, life may not always be a full circle. But it could always be a square a triangle or even a star. Its how you shape your life that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, its a half-drawn star. The best is yet to come. Watch this space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfrTbg5dtzI/AAAAAAAAAos/uhlSASqDA0U/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfrTbg5dtzI/AAAAAAAAAos/uhlSASqDA0U/s200/DSC00539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330805578587289394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ferr-bikey. I call it, MURCIELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(let's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im your Hustler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4035912621411829122?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4035912621411829122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4035912621411829122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4035912621411829122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4035912621411829122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/05/diva-is-female-version-of-hustler.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SfrTbg5dtzI/AAAAAAAAAos/uhlSASqDA0U/s72-c/DSC00539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2482593645988995767</id><published>2009-04-27T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:26:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"EXTRAVAGANTE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwood Park Hotel was awesome. 1st time there and no wonder its rated one of the best and top hotels in Singapore. I was there for the launch of the new series of High-End Designer Diamond jeweleries, a partnership between Jewels DeFred and my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. Too bad i didnt have a proper camera to go along as (1) i had clients to attend to and (2) i never had one of those uber cool DSLR cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those who dont really know what im doing, let me just put it, &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you dont understand, doesnt mean you should reject it.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll make more money than you'll ever do in 4 months,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2482593645988995767?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2482593645988995767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2482593645988995767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2482593645988995767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2482593645988995767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/extravagante-goodwood-park-hotel-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2426237192924972705</id><published>2009-04-20T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:32:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The world aint all sunshine and rainbow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that playing texas poker on FaceBook and in real life is TWO different things. The latter is bad enough when you lose 10K worth of chips but it aint the same for the former when you lose $300 worth of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. Gambling is bad  and take it from me, dont gamble.  Gambling was never an opportunity or chance to earn big bucks. The more you win, the more you tend to play and thus, the more you lose. Money practically revolve around the tables and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, in conclusion, gambling IS bad for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its people closest to us that laugh at our dreams and strangers will be the ones that support them. All i can say to that is "Dont let those who laugh at you, laugh too long.". So go out there and go for your dreams cause life's greatest achievement isnt about reaching your goals, but proving people wrong. An orgasmic feeling of satisfaction, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And some random, very random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxSaCImI/AAAAAAAAAok/fmne7fuSy8g/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxSaCImI/AAAAAAAAAok/fmne7fuSy8g/s200/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326471677817791074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxHLtCSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tHNIUGZJ9Mg/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxHLtCSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tHNIUGZJ9Mg/s200/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326471674804898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxICrhvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_lnu-nv0NZ8/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxICrhvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_lnu-nv0NZ8/s200/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326471675035485938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just taste better that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2426237192924972705?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2426237192924972705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2426237192924972705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2426237192924972705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2426237192924972705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/world-aint-all-sunshine-and-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SettxSaCImI/AAAAAAAAAok/fmne7fuSy8g/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1902676427807805360</id><published>2009-04-17T05:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:27:03.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am the Thinker, the Thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am the Seeker, the Seeking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Sought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am the Dewdrop, the Sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am the Phenomenon, the Field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am the Desert, the Ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am the Primeval self, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In you and i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&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/36284908-1902676427807805360?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1902676427807805360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1902676427807805360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1902676427807805360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1902676427807805360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-if-you-know-what-youre-worth-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4671074338999263735</id><published>2009-04-15T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:25:00.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rocky-fied."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowards do that and that ain't you! You're better than that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4671074338999263735?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4671074338999263735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4671074338999263735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4671074338999263735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4671074338999263735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/rocky-fied.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1347920785056763935</id><published>2009-04-14T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:57:05.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dont let those who laugh at you, laugh too long."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to love and like Diamonds. I didnt know i had such exquisite taste for such girly stuffs. But oh well, it still beats having a gold ring on your finger, looks so apek and atok-atok (grandpa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a heads up to anyone and i mean ANYONE reading this. If you ever wanna get engaged or looking to buy your love ones a diamond ring(s) or necklace(s) or whatever that screams DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER, let me know. Cause im your man with the Diamond Gun ala James Bond's "Man with the Golden Gun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1347920785056763935?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1347920785056763935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1347920785056763935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1347920785056763935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1347920785056763935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-let-those-who-laugh-at-you-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2463998256055394099</id><published>2009-04-09T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:35:00.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Blanks"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really loved someone or anyone other than my family members. But that tingling feeling i have when i see her and that feeling of happiness where all the depression would just die away makes love a really wonderful thing, hard to describe but oh so easily felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2463998256055394099?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2463998256055394099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2463998256055394099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2463998256055394099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2463998256055394099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/blanks-ive-never-really-loved-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-9155663458967390976</id><published>2009-04-08T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:16:31.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A-C-C-I-D-E-N-T-A-G-A-I-N"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, just so you people know, i got into another accident lately. Monday to be exact @ Pan Island Expressway. Bikey was in a much worser state as the left half of the front completely broke apart and i was flung onto (luckily) the cheveron area. Rolled a few times was devastated when i saw bikey smashed like Mash Potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suffered cuts and bruises and abrasions on my ankle, knee, butt and palm, all left side. And it hurts when u have to bathe with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Estimated cost of repair: $500&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excess payout to insurance: $300&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats freaking $800 wasted just like that. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To be honest, my earlier accident 6 days ago wasnt bad and was TOTALLY my fault. But this one, even thought im at fault for langgar-ing the back of the car, it was the MF Johor car which caused me to bang onto the front vehicle. To cut the long story short, i'll have to settle the damages and insurance report first before i seriously wanna "kill" the MF who drove like fcuk and recklessly trying to cut into my lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want justice. Someone call the Justice League.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321998676325910290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SduJmVWBRxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/M8Vp2ADP4QU/s200/DSC00318s.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321998674351232386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SduJmN_OFYI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KDykmdZEAF0/s200/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321998239617137906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SduJM6eiPPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kCYTDsYht2c/s200/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to blog about the Saturday Surprise @ Sentosa. But this shit just had to come along....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Superman Twice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-9155663458967390976?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/9155663458967390976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=9155663458967390976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/9155663458967390976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/9155663458967390976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/c-c-i-d-e-n-t-g-i-n-well-just-so-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SduJmVWBRxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/M8Vp2ADP4QU/s72-c/DSC00318s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1611884075846968859</id><published>2009-04-02T04:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:34:18.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I like the people, i like the way they smile."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent slept for 48 hours since 1500H, 30th March 2009 all the way to 1500H, 1st April 2009. Wow. Im seriously shagged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to school late yet again. Man, what a teacher i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sent my bike body kit for a new paint work and for some touch ups. And till then, i will have to make use of a temporary body kit. Ugly at first but i like to look at it from an artistic point of view. A contemporary art for 2-3 weeks. Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319823573921795986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdPPWtdbj5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/_OSdufeb94U/s200/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like WTFH really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i just had the time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1611884075846968859?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1611884075846968859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1611884075846968859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1611884075846968859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1611884075846968859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-people-i-like-way-they-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdPPWtdbj5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/_OSdufeb94U/s72-c/DSC00449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1441090647976936790</id><published>2009-03-31T05:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T05:56:12.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Happy Birthday."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time on my watch shows 0000H or 12am if you cant read analogue. I had just came out of the toilet in my company and the first person i met, whom wished me "Happy Birthday"was Linda. Awww.... Haha. Right place at the right time. Anyways, i'm really happy (which puts a smile on my face) for every sms that my friend's sent me, wishing me Happy Birthday and such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because to be honest, im really badd at remembering birthdays and it does feel sucky when your friend remembers yours but you dont remember theirs. Oh well, will really try and start remembering from now on i guess. I've hit the BIG ol' Twenty One. Which i really feel good being a 21-er. Its makes you feel complete in adulthood knowing that a lot of things are legal as of the age 21. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON A BRIGHTER, MORE RUDE-AWAKENING NOTE - I got into an accident on the way home from supper with friends. Was sending Z back home when my rear wheel skidded on the wet surface of the road while turning and i hit the curb. Throwing my bike onto the other side of the road and me being flung out (not so violently) onto the opposite road too. Everything happened slow-mo and i still remembered the vision of my helmet scraping across the wet road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first instinct was if Z is okay or not. And surprisingly, Z suffered only a small scratch and a slightly battered pair of pants. Next was my bike and luckily the handlebar wasnt broken or anything. Just real damage to the fairring, a broken signal light and a cracked "bubble" (the front part). I quickly told Z to help me push the bike onto the side and chilled there. I didnt want any TP or whatever to come and start talking to us man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all good though. At least i could still ride it back home with my right arms slightly injured. Hah. Here's some of the ground pictures that i took on hand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74BiYd7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/2kJtXKO1kQI/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319098468572624818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74BiYd7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/2kJtXKO1kQI/s200/DSC00444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bruised but not Battered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319098473921864818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74VdvZHI/AAAAAAAAAns/iqR_HEDCPOM/s200/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mileage clocked at the time of the accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74JFWpFI/AAAAAAAAAnc/t7b-KZbvuaY/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319098470598354002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74JFWpFI/AAAAAAAAAnc/t7b-KZbvuaY/s200/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought of giving it a more gradient kinda look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE73nZVm1I/AAAAAAAAAnU/a-OAoc1cMNc/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319098461555366738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE73nZVm1I/AAAAAAAAAnU/a-OAoc1cMNc/s200/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And lastly, the blood and scratches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok. So thats that for the accident. Buti just realised something eerie and uncanny similarity between my 1st accident and this one, my 2nd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st - Both happened on a "meaningful day". The 1st one was when i had just taken out my bike from the shop and the this one when had just turned 21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd - Both happened 3-4 hours after the "meaningful day". 1st was at around 5pm after taking the bike out at 1-2pm. And the 2nd was at 4am, 4 hours after 0000H on 310309.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3rd - Both accidentes caused minor damages to the right side of the bikey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4th - Both were because the bike striking the curb, and skidded before impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5th - My right arm is the victim of both accidentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th - At the time of the accident there will always be another motorist who would just look and drive/ride off without offering a single help. Bitch. Not that i cared but seriously....?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th - Thank God im still here blogging. And not in the hospital or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a car, a Murcielago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1441090647976936790?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1441090647976936790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1441090647976936790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1441090647976936790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1441090647976936790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SdE74BiYd7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/2kJtXKO1kQI/s72-c/DSC00444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1859015320821420073</id><published>2009-03-28T03:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:52:10.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"The best way to predict the future, is to invent it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 21 years old as of this year. And i have done my calculations and maths. I FOUND out that i will require 15 years to earn a 5 figure income (min. $10K) with my educational level of A Levels as of now. Seioushiete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do the breaking down of the 15 years (being optimistic here):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 1-4: Study to get a Degree (BaSc in NIE). Expected income: $800/mth (over 4 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 5-8: Serve bond with MOE to become a teacher. Expected income: $3000/mth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 9-11: Study for Masters Degree. Expected income: Probably $0-$2000??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 12-15: SURVIVE office politics and climb up the coporate ladder to become a principal or some BIG shiete UP THERE. Expected income:$10000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-I-N-G-O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided i couldnt really wait that long to make it big. Because by the time i make it, i'd be a good 36 year old man and though it still pretty young (below 40) but by then, $10000 would also mean i have a lot more liabilities to settle with. I just couldnt wait that long. And not only does 15 years seems pretty much long but also the process is a mutha-freaking killer!!! Office politics and back stabbing and re-learning again is just so hard. VERY HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should go and do YOUR calculations and mathematics of life and see how long you stand a CHANCE to make that 5-figured income. Just dont be surprised if it takes you longer than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, i'm not that stupid enough to go through this shiete route totally and suffer through 15 years so i can get my 1st 5-figured paycheck. I have my ways. And im buying myself this opportunity as a CHANCE to change my life and fast-forward me into my future. Even if it takes me 3 years, its 1/5 faster still. And this is just being pessimistic because i know that when i go global at the end of the year, i'm guranteed a 5-figured income. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats just me, giving myself a chance to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, its time to look for a cute lovely wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much longer can you wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1859015320821420073?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1859015320821420073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1859015320821420073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1859015320821420073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1859015320821420073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-way-to-predict-future-is-to-invent.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5307411916382260303</id><published>2009-03-22T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:16:12.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"With pride we lead."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i realised about people (myself included) and life is that we work as if its the end of our lives. Well, i would too if i had been paid $10000 a month. But seriously, if we could actually listen and look up to our boss who pays us $1000-$2000 per month, would you listen to someone who would show you a plan to make $250K in the month of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwoFiveZero,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5307411916382260303?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5307411916382260303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5307411916382260303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5307411916382260303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5307411916382260303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-pride-we-lead.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5070569557264311101</id><published>2009-03-21T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:24:11.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sitting local but going global."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been really blogging much lately. As much as i want to but im just so caught up with work, work and more work. It doesnt really help if my birthday's coming real soon too (3103)&lt;br /&gt;and to be frank i havent really be planning for it. Where to go, who to ask out, who's in the Who's Who list and such. Its my 21st and always many friends i know make a BIG hoo-hah of their 21st. Its like the epitome of adult-hood. The time of your life where R21 movies begin to bore you. And where staying out late late at night is just like staying out in the morning. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty good to me lately. Thank God for that. Recession and all kinda affects my relief teaching JOB and i havent been pretty much into McDelivery too. Business has been great and so i've decided to set up another one (still in paperworks) while im still able to. Quadruple income sounds really really good, but not many people can take that kind of beating i suppose. Its a really really Rocky Balboa kinda life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to end this post, i'll end it with a quote: &lt;em&gt;"Something wicked, this way comes.".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Start. To. Read. Your. News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While at work, or should i say while i was leaving office today, my friends and i were discussing about some guy stuffs and all. And so this female friend of mine commented on my abds which i must say werent that fantabulous but all and all kinda good enough to be touched by many many...before. Thing is, my navel's kinda get that a lil' hairy (god knows whose genes i got it from. must be the french's) so its kinda blocking the shape and defination of the contours of the abs i must say. So anyways, this friend of mine commented on it. And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shaved it just just now in the toilet. And now i feel so baby-fresh and DAMNNN (say it with a lil' slang) my abs look not-good-but-great. I feel so pure, so Boy-zillian as they call it. Hahaha. No wonder those models always looked shaved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, i feel like a model for Calvin Klein underwear. You know those provocative pictures on the covers where by they just show the mid riffs of the models. Oh my god. Say it with my together now... OH. MY. GAWDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://seemikedraw.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/antidote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/cbo/lowres/cbon21l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont treat your friends like mushrooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just have a thing for cute mushrooms now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5070569557264311101?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5070569557264311101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5070569557264311101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5070569557264311101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5070569557264311101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/sitting-local-but-going-global.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1514618623890295537</id><published>2009-03-17T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:34:57.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Its all about numbers."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14 more days. Just 14 more days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1514618623890295537?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1514618623890295537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1514618623890295537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1514618623890295537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1514618623890295537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-about-numbers.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1571059298643407848</id><published>2009-03-15T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:42:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Post Three Nine Five"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hiatus i realised, will never last long. I was expecting a week or two kinda time-off from blogging but i just cant do it. I guess it grows on you naturally. Those days in which i had wanted to blog, i didnt have much time on it i was really busy checking out some other websites, reading emails, msn-ing and playing games on the computer. Despite me being able to multi-task A LOT (eg. eating, reading, watching TV, listening to music all at the same time), i just couldnt do it for the computer blogging, msn-in, etc etc part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, NEWSFLASH! Manchester United lost to Luverpool 4-1 yesterday in the Premier League Show-Down. It doesnt matter to me if Man U had won OR NOT because they are wayy ahead of the pack (4 point lead) with a game in hand as well. So techinacally if they win their next match, it'll be a 7 point lead over Liverpool who is now 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like theres a conspiracy to this whole game because the way Van Der Sar acted at the goal was really disappointing. He just stood there and watch the balls go past him like the unemployed go into the recruitment fair. Totally out of forn. I bet Hassan Sunny could play better at goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Man United does not want to allow Chelsea to be 2nd in the Premier League just so as to prove a point to Hiddink that Alex Ferguson is still the Big Man in town. Period. I swear there is a conspiracy. Oh, c'mon people...believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind back to the 6th of March, i took my Physical Proficiency Test for NIE's Physical Education. It was pretty easy but somewhat tiring surprisingly. Especially the last game - The Possesion game. Its like Captain's Ball but with no score or goals. So yeah, others i think i did pretty decently well in it. The swim, the runs, the badminton and the gymnastics. Oh yeah. Hopefully i'll ge tinto the NIE Physical Education Course. Train and study to be fit. What more could a person like me ask for. Afterall, its been eons since i last worked out, went to gym etc etc. Now my whole body's kinda shriking. Yucks to the core. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unlike me in the past. Everyday work out and gym and play sports. Oh well, i guess this is the outcome of an ORD personnel. Eat eat eat. Girls girls girls. Work work work. Shopping and all. Very bad. Very bad. But i'd sometimes put myself in the Bad Boys category anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 16 days seperat 20 year-old me and a 21 year-old me. So yeah, kinda looking forward to it but rgiht now i still havent got anything planned out for the BIG day. Yes, friends, family, workmates. buddies. girls. parties, have been taken into consideration but seriously, i suck at planning parties. I only bring the FUN in parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know what i want for a present already. A full-faced helmet. Hmm.. now i gotta find my mother first....Ka-ching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313378411460785522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/Sbzpg4RZdXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EkriqzuBXXg/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Vida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1571059298643407848?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1571059298643407848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1571059298643407848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1571059298643407848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1571059298643407848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-three-nine-five-my-hiatus-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/Sbzpg4RZdXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EkriqzuBXXg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4207021588520185400</id><published>2009-03-12T15:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:29:14.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Sierra Tango Mike Foxtrot"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Away on hiatus. Busy busy body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4207021588520185400?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4207021588520185400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4207021588520185400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4207021588520185400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4207021588520185400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/sierra-tango-mike-foxtrot-away-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3909255427942664519</id><published>2009-03-09T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:07:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Mr. Curiosity"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should have went for the Jason Mraz's concert in Singapore back on March 5th. I don't know. Everything happens for a good reason. As always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mraz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lW_JMBWd-c4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3909255427942664519?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3909255427942664519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3909255427942664519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3909255427942664519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3909255427942664519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3737735628836757948</id><published>2009-03-07T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:04:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Superstar 101"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The superstar is vulnerable. Your mind, body, and emotions will all be exposed in this process. There will be bumps and bruises along the way but in the end, you will heal and be stronger. It is ok to fear this pain, but you must be ready to push past it and continue on. The superstar does not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vast majority of limitations are self-imposed. Carefully monitor your own thoughts. When your inner voice mentions a limitation, acknowledge that this is likely a self-imposed ceiling. As you will see in time, once you stop questioning what you can and cannot achieve, you will frequently find yourself performing feats that before you didn't even think possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gets a smooth ride. Every now and then we all face challenges, and we all hit walls. While facing death, Professor Randy Pausch explained in his now famous last lecture that those walls are there for a specific purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be humble, you are never too advanced to learn something new. Always be confident, know you are worthy of even the highest level of secret information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, setting reasonable goals for yourself that you know you can achieve and incrementing those goals intosmall chunks. That is important for the average person...BUT the superstar must strike the perfect balance. Remember today's second tip, you cannot limit yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310446664906013426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SbJ_GxRhevI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2gz1r1USUlM/s200/187.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the superstar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3737735628836757948?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3737735628836757948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3737735628836757948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3737735628836757948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3737735628836757948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/superstar-101-superstar-is-vulnerable.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SbJ_GxRhevI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2gz1r1USUlM/s72-c/187.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3565738748893331926</id><published>2009-03-01T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:04:33.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Grindin' till im tired."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, i had wanted to blog down my daily rants, loves and happening shietes, some other internet website would pop out and get me interested. Hence, i hardly blog. But life's been pretty busy lately and tiring. Juggling 2 temporary jobs and making plans to open up a joint-venture business with 2 other friends really take most of your days away. At times, i have only slept for 2 hours to manage and settle some shiete as well as helping out a friend over msn on CERTAIN problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Recently i met up with a friend of mine, a businessman and entrepreneur and a humble guy. He told me something which i hadnt quite realised about it that much. Until yesterday when i met up with him. He told me that fear is good for building dreams and achiving them. I was perplexed. I had always thought that working hard, having goals and praying to God would help me out. And so he shared with me, something along the lines of which i am about to type....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, fear is good. Fear drives people forward. But fear can never work alone, one has got to have dreams and fears working hand in hand before they can move forward at a much faster pace. Everyone has dreams. Dreams to be rich and all. But everytime, a lot of people fail to have fear. I fear living the life like my parents and relatives now - living in a HDB and having measly salaries just enough to cover monthly expenses. That is why sometimes people dont really achive what they want in life, because knowing that even if they dont reach their dreams, at least they would still have a HDB house and all, just to make them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was right. Indeed i felt that way when doing my O's and A's but i had never really thought about it in such context - life and achieving the success that we want in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fear now. I fear of living in poverty, shame and failure. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being fearless wouldnt really help you much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3565738748893331926?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3565738748893331926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3565738748893331926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3565738748893331926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3565738748893331926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/grindin-till-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-218473547650735247</id><published>2009-02-27T02:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:46:29.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"If she looks like gold, treat her like silver."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-218473547650735247?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/218473547650735247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=218473547650735247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/218473547650735247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/218473547650735247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-she-looks-like-gold-treat-her-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8569172577534736228</id><published>2009-02-25T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:10:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Raining ducks and frogs"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go off to work, but its raining heavily now. Im just too lazy to take the LRT-MRT. Sheesh, having a bike sure daoes make u lazy. Im so gonna need a car soon. Then at least i wont be drenched when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it could fit more girls in it too. Okay, thats secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On a more gloomy note, an estimated 99,000 Singaporeans are going to lose their job. Oh boy, do i feel so happy when i see this news. Some of us will know why. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vroom vroom room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8569172577534736228?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8569172577534736228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8569172577534736228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8569172577534736228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8569172577534736228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/raining-ducks-and-frogs-i-want-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4712070896549030983</id><published>2009-02-23T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:57:33.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Post-cratination"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home gym exercise. It never happened. Fcuk that man. I was hungry like almost every hour despite having a solid meal of rice, potatoes, veggies, beef and fish. I still growing and hell i'd better do it quick before the 6th of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looms nearer and nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams and shouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4712070896549030983?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4712070896549030983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4712070896549030983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4712070896549030983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4712070896549030983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-cratination-home-gym-exercise.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1132909560455685402</id><published>2009-02-22T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:20:08.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Work Up."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to start back my home-gym exercises tonight. Man... i've gotta get this body of mine in shape before going into Uni. But more importantly, before March 6th. Dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305579578086108546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SaE0hB9jrYI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rjAKXotbbnI/s200/untitled63.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;need to get to where i was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo-yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1132909560455685402?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1132909560455685402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1132909560455685402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1132909560455685402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1132909560455685402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SaE0hB9jrYI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rjAKXotbbnI/s72-c/untitled63.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5042388240926768807</id><published>2009-02-21T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:11:19.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Chillax"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my KINDERGARTEN friend (16 years already havent met!) at town. Still the same old Shino that i know of well except much more bulked up and chubbier. Hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun playing pool and learnt quite a lot from him seriously about pool. Maybe its because its one-on-one so it was very much like private lesson thingy. Nonetheless, i won 2 out of 6/7 games? Haha. Yes, he's THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the nasi ayam penyet restaurant at Lucky Plaza and it was seriously DOPE. Both price wise and taste. $6.50 for a large plate of chicken topped with spicy shietes i really cant tahan. In the end, Shino blanja-ed me a drink cause it was too spicy. An orgasmic cullinary experience i tell you. Spicy and burning my lips and tongue but i just wanted to finish the plate. Sadistic, but for a good reason. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all we chilled out in TANGS and WISMA, window shopping and chatting about old times and new. Yeah, we'll be meeting up again soon. Next time it'll be much more fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAX,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5042388240926768807?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5042388240926768807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5042388240926768807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5042388240926768807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5042388240926768807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/chillax-met-up-with-my-kindergarten.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6431266100099191701</id><published>2009-02-21T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:08:31.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"My Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a surprising Thursday this week. Its was a funny, pleasent, weird and quite aa lot of other emotions combined together. But all and all a fun experience. Right D? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i was supposed to meet up with this friend of mine (lets call her D) at Marine Parade. Ah, she was a long long time friend actually. 2nd last i saw here was back in Late secondary school days as a Venture. Venture Survival Course @ Pulau Ubin. Anyways, girls, as usual always late. So yeah, we met up Macs. And i had my Sundae thinkig she'd join me. But no. She had to sit there and we chatted. I'm guessing if i hadnt bought that sundae, we would be "kicked" out of Macs. Haha. That explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, our conversations led to us going to the Golf Range near East Coast park to meet up with her dad and other family members. It was weird partly because i have never been to a golf range (i dont quite like golf) and secondly because i met up with her dad and all. Haha. He was a funny guy, full of jokes and very experienced in both golf and PR skills i could see. Taking a day off to play golf, wow. Wished i could do something like that when i grow up, but minus the golf. Probably soccer or rugby would be nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to ECP for a mini picnic and get together. Lasted kinda short cause i had to go off to meet my friend nearby. Nearby for me because i had a bike. Ahh, the wonders of having a bike. But yeah, it was a mixed-feelings kinda meet-up which was surprisingly fun. Haha. Now who would ever thought i'd be at a golf range on a great thursday afternoon eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell am I doin right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6431266100099191701?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6431266100099191701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6431266100099191701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6431266100099191701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6431266100099191701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-i-had-surprising-thursday-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4854860359860893839</id><published>2009-02-18T07:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:33:10.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happyfied."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy today. Well its because my request to change my course of study in NIE from BSc (General Studies) to BSc (Physical Education) has been granted! OMG! I'm gonna be a PE teacher baby! Woots. Well, i must take up the PPT first that is and pass it but of course, im sure i'll do just well in it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE teacher, wow. Just exercise all day, keeping fit and all. What more can a man ask for? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you when i see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4854860359860893839?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4854860359860893839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4854860359860893839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4854860359860893839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4854860359860893839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/happyfied.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2199880213808337391</id><published>2009-02-16T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:24:31.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Crack a bottle"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've not been blogging lately its because i fell ill and came down with high fever that lasted for a week. Its pretty a shitty feeling. Lost a lot of weight and now trying to gain them back asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's new other than that besides probably my work and all. Been busy and all. Till next time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the presnt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2199880213808337391?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2199880213808337391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2199880213808337391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2199880213808337391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2199880213808337391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/crack-bottle-i-know-ive-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5244511652164683665</id><published>2009-02-04T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:14:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Fool of a took!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recession is coming people. Hope you lose your jobs cause only then would you realise what Paul Zane Pilzer has said is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED a&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lamborghini Murcielago LP 640 &lt;/b&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; i reach 30. Working overseas next year hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seriouswheels.com/pics-2007/2007-Edo-Competition-Lamborghini-Murcielago-LP640-Rear-Angle-Open-Doors-1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.seriouswheels.com/pics-2007/2007-Edo-Competition-Lamborghini-Murcielago-LP640-Rear-Angle-Open-Doors-1024x768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5244511652164683665?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5244511652164683665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5244511652164683665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5244511652164683665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5244511652164683665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/fool-of-took-recession-is-coming-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-725136254973762926</id><published>2009-02-03T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:46:21.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"People watching."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to town yesterday morning to meet a friend of mine. After he left, i was sitting by the sidewalk waiting for another friend of mine but i was merely people watching at the same time. I'm dumbstruck when i saw people going shopping on a Monday morning to fashion boutiques such as Esprit, Zara and Massimo Dutti. They did not have to go to work so early like the other people and yet still got the money to splurge on such stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word for that - Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that looking at people achieving such "madness" is just crazy. No work or off to work later on a Monday and going shopping in town to such boutiques, i told myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I NEED to be like them."&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe not now, but in 5 years time, when i'm 26. I'll be the one going shopping on a Monday morning and having people say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow. I NEED to be like him.". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams arent meant for sleeping. God gave us dreams to see how far we'll go to reach out for them. And its just a matter of how much we want it. But for me, i NEED it. 5 years. Watch me grow people. Watch me grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SYc50JqeALI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JnM60kzCF7I/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SYc50JqeALI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JnM60kzCF7I/s320/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298267054734704818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my aunt bought me this keychain. maybe its a sign of things to come...&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SYc_K_qkfEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hHnRP_CI444/s1600-h/2007-Edo-Competition-Lamborghini-Murcielago-LP640-Rear-Angle-Open-Doors-1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SYc_K_qkfEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hHnRP_CI444/s320/2007-Edo-Competition-Lamborghini-Murcielago-LP640-Rear-Angle-Open-Doors-1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298272944745905218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...like a Lamborghini Murcielago LP640.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-725136254973762926?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/725136254973762926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=725136254973762926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/725136254973762926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/725136254973762926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SYc50JqeALI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JnM60kzCF7I/s72-c/DSC00389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3573795072239846746</id><published>2009-01-30T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:43:54.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rainbow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt happy, then sad, then disappointed then happy back again then motivated then whatever again. I have and it sucks. Its like having butterflies in your colon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 pounds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3573795072239846746?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3573795072239846746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3573795072239846746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3573795072239846746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3573795072239846746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/rainbow-ever-felt-happy-then-sad-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7703364038228216028</id><published>2009-01-28T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:49:36.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Fly, you fools. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feelin' kinda shitty lately, because of the many breaks in this work month of mine. Its like you're getting the momentum of things going and suddenly, theres a red light and you have to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on a Lord Of The Rings movie marathon (with breaks) lately. I dont know why, but i seem to have missed those days of wanting to catch LOTR in cinema with my buddies. The good ol' times i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from LOTR: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess its true... I guess its true.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poster.net/lord-of-the-rings/lord-of-the-rings-return-of-the-king-heroes-flames-4900867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.poster.net/lord-of-the-rings/lord-of-the-rings-return-of-the-king-heroes-flames-4900867.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard times come by before good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The bridge is near,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7703364038228216028?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7703364038228216028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7703364038228216028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7703364038228216028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7703364038228216028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/fly-you-fools.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3542015085747735230</id><published>2009-01-26T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:18:53.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Based on a true story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;She was with family.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3542015085747735230?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3542015085747735230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3542015085747735230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3542015085747735230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3542015085747735230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-849867998367106464</id><published>2009-01-24T04:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T05:00:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Expecto Patronum"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing that i really LOVE to do, especially to critics, is to prove them wrong. Always had, always will. Its not ego, its not pride, its just  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in my context, is like a computer keyboard.  We input what we want into the program (our lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from JB,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-849867998367106464?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/849867998367106464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=849867998367106464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/849867998367106464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/849867998367106464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/expecto-patronum-if-theres-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2373602034924150134</id><published>2009-01-23T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:07:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Groggy and F**k"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things happaned lately. One, I did not sleep for 36 hours straight yesterday yesterday till today morning. Two, i got my hair cut by a hair dresser that cut off my "long" sideburns. F**K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey pissy pissy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2373602034924150134?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2373602034924150134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2373602034924150134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2373602034924150134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2373602034924150134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/groggy-and-fk-2-things-happaned-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1964749924855243833</id><published>2009-01-22T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:40:49.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Diana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so young and you're so old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This, my darling, I've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care just what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause forever I will pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and I will be as free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the birds up in the trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, please stay by me, Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll post my acoustic audio version up soon of this song)&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/36284908-1964749924855243833?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1964749924855243833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1964749924855243833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1964749924855243833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1964749924855243833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/diana-im-so-young-and-youre-so-old-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-4910648807806937820</id><published>2009-01-21T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:59:54.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Persistance pays"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3pm today. Came back from work at 3am after sending "girlfriend" back home first. Haha. Body was damn shagged and tired. Coupled with the strong windy conditions lately, the chilly night wind didnt help me at all. Riding through PIE at only 80km/h was like riding through the icy tundra. My hands and knees became numb. I started to chatter because the cold wind blew straight into my helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just terrible. I'm having body aches because in the morning, after sending my siblings off to school, i decided to do a couple of exercises first. Namely The Chin Ups. My personal best was 25 in one go but i managed to do only 16 yesterday. I guess my body just wasnt  conditioned after a long time and so the strain build up upon me. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lats and back feel really pain. Pain but it feels kinda good. Its like tight everywhere, thats good isnt it? Maybe i should stretch a little also. Anyways, its 5pm now and i havent bathe today, let alone ate my lunch. I'd be doing so soon before heading off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it wont be a chilly night like last night again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run like the wind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil's Eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-4910648807806937820?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4910648807806937820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=4910648807806937820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4910648807806937820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/4910648807806937820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/persistance-pays-i-woke-up-at-3pm-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3708965584303449617</id><published>2009-01-20T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:30:26.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Penny wise, pound foolish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, hungry and lonely. Now, how's that for a combi? Ever dreamt of making love to a hot female vampire? Now thats hott...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trilight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3708965584303449617?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3708965584303449617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3708965584303449617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3708965584303449617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3708965584303449617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/penny-wise-pound-foolish.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6900200406568967662</id><published>2009-01-16T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T03:44:31.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In a world where you can be anything, be yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly didnt realise that my previous post could actually "belittle" someone, let alone anyone. Its sad yet funny because some people actually know about the ugly truth in life but they choose act nonchalant about it. I'm not saying that we shoudnt save up or get a second job or whatever. Its just, what would be the value of our money in the next 10-20 years. Would $3000 acutally be enough for us to live WELL &amp;amp; COMFORTABLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isnt some "financial enlightenment" that i have "found" but just a few thoughts in mind while i was sitting down by the balcony realising that my bank account is running dryer and dryer by the day. If only we took some time off to think about our finances and the future we'll be heading towards to. Its kinda scary sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, I'm sorry if i have offended anyone or someone out there. I sure am not belittling you or your friends. Neither am i saying that we shouldnt save up nor get a 2nd job. Yeah, its true that people work UP a job. But for how long will we have to go through the office politics, the back stabbing and all just to reach the top? I cant bring myself to do it, cause not a lot of people became rich and successful that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only, you'd take some time to understand my point of view. Let me explain and show it to you, less the drawings, then maybe you'll get to see what i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set the date. Let me know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6900200406568967662?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6900200406568967662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6900200406568967662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6900200406568967662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6900200406568967662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-world-where-you-can-be-anything-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2960797577099212931</id><published>2009-01-14T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:33:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'll fix you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i realised about Singaporeans is that we go after education papers as if its the most important thing in life. Only to secure a job that pays $1800-$3000 a month after 16 years of education just doesnt justify MY effort and time i've "invested" hoping to get a good paying job. I'd probably spent more than a million bucks in the process of getting a degree and all i'm worth is $3000 a month?! Someone up there has got to be kidding the shiete out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest ah, the only reason why 3000 bucks looks big to many of us now is because we haven't been earning 3000 bucks a month before. Furthermore, we dont have much liabilities (such as bills, kids and a house of our own) in our young age like now. But trust me, when the time comes, we'll be hoping we had earn more or holding onto a second job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you probably dont and wont care cause you arent affected right now. I know, because i was once like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hell know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-2960797577099212931?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2960797577099212931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2960797577099212931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2960797577099212931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2960797577099212931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-fix-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3631785812581737485</id><published>2009-01-12T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:02:01.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Update to version 2.090210"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things i have to get back on track this month, if possible, by this week. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) start back my daily gyming/exercise routines&lt;br /&gt;2) re-vamp my business model&lt;br /&gt;3) send out more resumes (reh-zoo-mehs) to companies just to make it more difficult for retrenched/non-working people to get a job&lt;br /&gt;4) start waking up earlier&lt;br /&gt;5) being happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give my regards to soul and romance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3631785812581737485?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3631785812581737485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3631785812581737485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3631785812581737485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3631785812581737485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-to-version-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-760503798288067953</id><published>2009-01-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:26:38.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O. M. Geez."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell did i get myself into. I'm half-naked, covered by only a flimsy towel down at the bottom sitting by the window in my balcony, blogging. Enough of details but just a few moments ago, i was happy but at the same at the back of my head i went:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Wolly Sheet! What the hell am i getting myself into?!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, i got myself to call schools to apply for a relief teaching post. HAHAHAHAHA! Okay, i know i may have the credentials to teach P.E but when some schools asked me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What subjects can you teach?"&lt;/span&gt; i was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"General Studies! And i could do P.E as well!".&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. General studies... man what a broad course of subjects. English, Maths &amp;amp; Science. I realised that my English is pretty much screwed up after NS and all the MSN-ing and SMS-ing all these 2 years ++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored a B for Mathematics for my A Levels but that doesnt make me any smarter now really. The only numbers i can think of is the number of push ups/ chin  ups and simple addition and subtraction and throw in a few simplest algebra. Integration and Differentiation is a total NO-GO and screw Statistics as well. I'm good only when i'm good. NS screwed up my mental calculations (haha) and so i may need some time for calibration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science. I'm good at that. Biology and Physics seem to be my forte. Not really a forte but more of the more favourited science subject that i can think of. Chemistry is pretty lame and stupid, probably because you cant relate chem with much of the everyday thing you do in life. Well, thats how i get my interest on in subjects. (: In fact, i recalled called my Chemistry teacher a Bas*tard! (wow, that really helped in censoring) back in Secondary school all because he didnt want to award me an additional 1 mark in a test/exam. I dont remember. He was being biased, so he kinda deserved it. And not to mention i had to cry myself out of detention. HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, relief teacher i would be someday when those school call. So yeah, wish Mr Bil some lady luck. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning Mr Bil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-760503798288067953?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/760503798288067953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=760503798288067953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/760503798288067953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/760503798288067953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8090174034188284784</id><published>2009-01-07T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:38:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Leaving on a jet plane."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy a one way ticket to Europe and probably just get lost in the hustle and bustle of the city. Work as a Coffee boy down in Paris would be good too. Yeah. A spontaneous Euro trip, priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Parisian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8090174034188284784?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8090174034188284784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8090174034188284784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8090174034188284784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8090174034188284784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7374929323674877539</id><published>2009-01-06T08:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:09:33.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Alone we are not this world we are in"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://whyisitsohardtochange.blogspot.com/"&gt;whyisitsohardtochange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear fellow readers, we have so much time ahead of us, so much to live for and so much is in store for us. But our parents, they do not have that luxury of time no more. Even if one day, 30 years down the road, we become successful and lead a wealthy and happy life, would they be there with you to see you being successful? Or would you be wishing that your parents could be with you at that moment in time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Cause time wont wait for us and neither would life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvWC8oyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/1XtI_1jX8NQ/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvWC8oyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/1XtI_1jX8NQ/s320/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287984339416294178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvA-YuUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/D-0p4EdQKRg/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvA-YuUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/D-0p4EdQKRg/s320/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287984333760018754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvrew27I/AAAAAAAAAlo/j-coRVwX474/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvrew27I/AAAAAAAAAlo/j-coRVwX474/s320/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287984345170107314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my parents, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7374929323674877539?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7374929323674877539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7374929323674877539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7374929323674877539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7374929323674877539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/alone-we-are-not-this-world-we-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SWKxvWC8oyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/1XtI_1jX8NQ/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-3010543691039427888</id><published>2009-01-05T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:41:56.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It is WAR!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090105/tts-mideast-conflict-gaza-a9aa023.html"&gt;From Yahoo! Singapore news (050109): &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="clr"&gt;Israeli army moves on Gaza City as war toll passes 510&lt;/h1&gt;Israel's a bitch and HAMAS is an idiot. One has the backing of a powerful (but deflating economy) country while the other has the sympathy of many economically rich (but powerless) countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Israel is doing is TOO MUCH and TOO EXCESSIVE. Pounding villages and cities with their artillery and bombs just to show off their might in that region. But killing innocent civilians at the same time. They should really consider their actions. If they had really want to wipe off HAMAS just like HAMAS wants to wipe them off, then they should go head to head, urban ops what so ever. I mean, isn't Israel has the most sophisticated weapons and systems around town? If so, prove it by not being ABLE to kill innocent lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What HAMAS is doing is pretty stupid.  Randomly shooting off rockets into Israel doesnt quite do much damage as Israel is doing onto them. They should seriously stop, look and plan properly to inflict proper damage. Come on, your freaking people are being killed like ants and all you are stubbornly doing is peppering the enemy's land with cherry bombs. What the fuch. Say it with me, WHAT THE FUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone ought to teach these two warring neighbours The Art Of War. Well, maybe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; could help by dropping Sun Tzu's The Art OF War books into both sides. Available at all major leading bookstores, world wide. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wordarchitect.co.uk/Portals/0/wildPortfolio/art%20of%20war%20cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.wordarchitect.co.uk/Portals/0/wildPortfolio/art%20of%20war%20cover.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but then again, both sides wouldnt know how to read them right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Pom Pei-pei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-3010543691039427888?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3010543691039427888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=3010543691039427888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3010543691039427888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/3010543691039427888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-war-from-yahoo-singapore-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-1436240349095667284</id><published>2008-12-31T09:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:02:19.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Two Zero Zero Niner"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a few hours (14 hours!!) 2009 will come and 2008 will be a thing of a past. Lets hope there'll be no more wars and conflicts and natural disasters that'll kill kill kill innocent human beings. Let's pray for prosperity and success in whatever we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, if we ever want to change our lives for the better, we MUST got to get out of our comfort zone no matter what people say to us. Next year's a great year to start actually. Could be one of the New Year Resolutions that we make for ourselves to TRY and follow. Well of course, we all know out of the many many resolutions we make, we'll probably screw up most of them...just like Hugh Hefner and his Playmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i just realised, this is my 360th post since the 12th of May 2007! What a way to usher in the New Year with a 361st post. (: Well, you could have said that it was all planned out from the beginning.... *loves loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MY New Year Resolution for 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Not in any order, well it could be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a decent paying job&lt;br /&gt;2) Get a great happy job&lt;br /&gt;3) Get a better body&lt;br /&gt;4) Get a new bike (class 2A, Super 4!!)&lt;br /&gt;5) Need to get my business up and running&lt;br /&gt;6) Go on a well deserved vacation...to Europe and/or NZ&lt;br /&gt;7) Wardrobe makeover&lt;br /&gt;8) Get Class 3 license&lt;br /&gt;9) Get into NTU NIE P.E Dept (i wanna be a P.E teacher)&lt;br /&gt;10) Get a part-time girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;11) Get a full-time girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;12) Make money with friends&lt;br /&gt;13) Help friends make more money&lt;br /&gt;14) Attend "the course"&lt;br /&gt;15) Teach "the course" to students&lt;br /&gt;16) Be rich&lt;br /&gt;17) Be famous&lt;br /&gt;18) Meet new friends&lt;br /&gt;19) Meet great new friends&lt;br /&gt;20) Meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; new female friends&lt;br /&gt;21) Meet nerds&lt;br /&gt;22) Get a new computer&lt;br /&gt;23) Close down my MySpace account (its just stupid)&lt;br /&gt;24) Make out in a car (haha)&lt;br /&gt;25) Go on an extreme shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;26) Clean up my messy room&lt;br /&gt;27) Clean up my messy desk&lt;br /&gt;28) Buy a bunny a.k.a a rabbit for my mom (she loves rabbits)&lt;br /&gt;29) Buy a car and lastly....&lt;br /&gt;30) At least get &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;90%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of new year resolutions true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, the author of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/"&lt;/span&gt; or should i merely say, ME, would like to wish all readers, haters, lovers, scandal-ers, friends and families a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; HAPPY HAPPY VERY HAPPY 2009&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully, the world doesnt end yet. I've got so much to live for. And so do you. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours I'm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-1436240349095667284?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1436240349095667284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=1436240349095667284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1436240349095667284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/1436240349095667284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-zero-zero-niner-in-just-few-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-5757027587123922022</id><published>2008-12-30T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:22:48.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There's no need to complicate, our time is short."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours" has got to be my FAVOURITE song of all time anytime. Whenever i feel low and whatever shit, i listen to it and it certainly puts a smile on my face. A really really feel good song i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on sing it with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-5757027587123922022?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5757027587123922022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=5757027587123922022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5757027587123922022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/5757027587123922022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-no-need-to-complicate-our-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-6148374631772697000</id><published>2008-12-29T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:57:52.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Merry New Year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really happened Christmas Eve or Christmas Day itself. Anyways, now that that day is gone by, i'm pretty much looking forward to New Year's day. But seriously, i have no plans yet or so. Well, i did have some invites by my groups of friends but which one to choose? Spoilt for choice i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry now. I've had 2 breakfast already since 0700H today up till now, 1200H. Good, it about time my see-food diet kicks in once again. Beginning to feel skinny with all the work load and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-6148374631772697000?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6148374631772697000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=6148374631772697000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6148374631772697000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/6148374631772697000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-8706166193099840790</id><published>2008-12-28T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:45:10.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pauper living"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living what the malays say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kais pagi, makan pagi. Kais petang, makan petang."&lt;/span&gt; or something in that line. I'm living like a pauper now. Struggling to meet ends meet let alone basic necessities like food and water and petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, i have but apparently, their pay days are on the 25th and 18th. And thats not good news considering the fact that i have almost nothing in my wallet now except my CashCard, a US$5  bill and my ATM card which i rather not have it.  Those were my M1. Liquid Cash.  And i've got a bike instalment to pay on the 12th next month, it just keeps getting better. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things will turn out for the better. Cause come Jan at least i will start my part-time job proper. ORDing 2 months before you could hold onto a stable job isnt really a good deal i realised and within a month, many shiete things can really happen. But what i'm looking forward to is March next year. Cause when that month comes, i'll be very very happy. I just know it. Coupled with my Birthday, it'll be the best birthday present that i could have ever given myself. I am certain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many great movies coming out this month and early next year. *sigh* But of course, i wont be so stupid and go spend my money on those cheap short term thrills. Cause i have a long term plan and it doesnt matter if i miss out on these short term stuffs. I know, when i hit my long term goal, i'll be buying those movies off the shelfs of HMV. No problems about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a pauper for awhile and be rich for the rest of my life, than to live just like any ordinary people out there. Always happy with life but frustrated, wishing that they could BE SOMEONE better. My time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to succeed, learn from those who have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-8706166193099840790?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8706166193099840790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=8706166193099840790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8706166193099840790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/8706166193099840790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/pauper-living-im-living-what-malays-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-2404961300832761314</id><published>2008-12-27T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:49:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy endings only appear at the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whyisitsohardtochange.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://whyisitsohardtochange.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/36284908-2404961300832761314?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2404961300832761314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=2404961300832761314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2404961300832761314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/2404961300832761314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-endings-only-appear-at-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. Do you?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02327933396257182097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X3duMzKjTdo/SqRdJA2GMNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wBlHVq2c-z4/S220/8828_1204294701216_1044064728_30664042_2359803_n1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36284908.post-7006910921953312582</id><published>2008-12-26T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:39:14.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Framed just like Sirius Black."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical me. Being uber friendly and random going around blog surfing looking for cool layouts and interesting post galore. Usually when they have interesting reads and such i'd tag them on their tag board and such, but no stupid spams or vulgarities or indecent proposals cause thats just not the way i am. Furthermore, its stupid if i wanted to do SUCH a thing and put up my link to my blog here as well. But for the record, i dont do stupid infantile stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately, i chanced upon this blog and tagged and linked up my blog address as well. Cause usually people will ask me for link here, link there link everywhere. Thing is now, someone, apparently some sick bastard, used my tag name and link and said bad dirty STUPID things. Its ruined. My reputation is ruined. Someone framed me like the Ministry Of Magic framed Sirius Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if anyone of you who has read that blog post and came here via "the link" then you really gotta question yourself first if whatever you might be going to do is the right thing to do. Cause ultimately, you're hitting on the wrong man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Reputation, takes a lifetime to build and seconds to destroy."&lt;/span&gt; - From the movie, Stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36284908-7006910921953312582?l=thepine-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7006910921953312582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36284908&amp;postID=7006910921953312582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7006910921953312582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36284908/posts/default/7006910921953312582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepine-apple.blogspot.com/2008/12/framed-just-like-sirius-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Dare to Dream. 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