<?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-7008473</id><updated>2011-08-31T22:48:29.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He never ever saw it coming at all</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>272</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8789082365121006332</id><published>2010-04-13T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:36:51.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes your man...</title><content type='html'>Priscilla's been great but i guess it's time to move on... she's not been rocking me like how she used to... day n night she'd always be there for me to twiddle her knobs and push her buttons... it's not u... it's me... i need a fresh start... it's time i told u... no point acting if it wasn't true... i'm seeing someone else... well kinda... i think abt her day n night... she's neutral to all of this but i really want her... should we make this serious then? u'll be mine by the end of the month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's back to punish us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month and next are gonna be real busy months for me... haven't really seen my friends as often as i would like to... this job is supposed to be flexible man... but i'm actually working harder here than i used to... but hey... i'm not complaining... made new friends... learned a hell lot of important things... earning the dough and moving forward with my career and life... bless me Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll be able to spot myself... the recognition would do wonders for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and long holidays in the works... can we afford it? let's ask suze orman... approved or DENIED!... hopefully the partner and i can get one soon... isn't it the trend... going for holidays when we have no money... Shanghai will only be next year without her... u better pray i can make it to Paris and take u with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8789082365121006332?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8789082365121006332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8789082365121006332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8789082365121006332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8789082365121006332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-comes-your-man.html' title='Here comes your man...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3881114177994602102</id><published>2010-04-04T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:26:24.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 'Distinctly Average'... and a proud Man City fan... Believe it...</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I last blogged... haven't had the spirit nor the inspiration to actually sit in front of this screen to actually type out what I feel... this will probably be another once in a blue moon post but hopefully I'll be able to re-find the ummph to start blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the F&amp;B industry already... enjoyable while it lasted... but enjoyable was all tat it was... guess i just wasn't that committed to the cause after all... thanks for the memories... i'll just enjoy it as a diner from now on thank you very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Tom Hansen was 'Perfectly Adequate' in 500 Days of Summer... you can call me distinctly average... there's nothing wrong in being average... at least tats wat I constantly tell myself when i come out short... if there was a league of extra-average gentlemen... i'd be right up there... oh believe me... top 5 at the least... that's how distinctly average i'll be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone, without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3881114177994602102?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3881114177994602102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3881114177994602102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3881114177994602102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3881114177994602102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-distinctly-average.html' title='I am &apos;Distinctly Average&apos;... and a proud Man City fan... Believe it...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6038774058425194047</id><published>2009-07-15T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:47:36.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Targets</title><content type='html'>Gareth Barry, the former Liverpool target... courted by Rafa... now with Hughes...&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Tevez, the former United player... betrayed by Alex... now with Hughes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Adebayor, the Arsenal player... rocky with Arsene... might be with Hughes...&lt;br /&gt;John Terry, the Chelsea captain... disillusioned with Carlo... might be with Hughes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hughes... heard of him? now u will...&lt;br /&gt;Big 4? Oh pls...&lt;br /&gt;It's fantasy football all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6038774058425194047?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6038774058425194047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6038774058425194047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6038774058425194047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6038774058425194047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/targets.html' title='Targets'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6694932758342185669</id><published>2009-07-02T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:33:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraud</title><content type='html'>Look. See that boy come with girlfriend. Haha. Simple la. Aiyah look at him. He look sotong sotong one. Sure don't know anything. Sign say one price. We just add this add that then say must add in he also cannot say anything la. He where will argue. He sotong la. Hi welcome. Sure this way please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6694932758342185669?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6694932758342185669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6694932758342185669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6694932758342185669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6694932758342185669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/fraud.html' title='Fraud'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6270721240181036631</id><published>2009-06-27T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:41:00.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bait</title><content type='html'>I wanna take a ride on your disco stick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, cockroaches are attracted to peanuts... i have the proof.. now u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6270721240181036631?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6270721240181036631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6270721240181036631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6270721240181036631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6270721240181036631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/06/bait.html' title='Bait'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-4705920677739717675</id><published>2009-06-15T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:15:33.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He has a plan...</title><content type='html'>Had a very good weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Had a good swim... both dry n wet...&lt;br /&gt;Kayla's baptism was beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;A sleeping baby with water being poured over her head is never a good sign...&lt;br /&gt;A rude awakening would follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully something will materialise by the end of this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smartest man on earth... ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only... there was more to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-4705920677739717675?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4705920677739717675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=4705920677739717675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/4705920677739717675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/4705920677739717675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-has-plan.html' title='He has a plan...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7089984906193256687</id><published>2009-06-03T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:50:33.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grave Injustice</title><content type='html'>I feel robbed...&lt;br /&gt;I know I was...&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day this Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope it all goes smoothly...&lt;br /&gt;Troublemakers pls stay away...&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you neither do I want you there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you there at Capitol Building on Monday evening to witness something rather miraculous? A bird had found some time to cross the road... jaywalk in fact... now let this be a lesson to all birds... usually when they see cars coming into their path they'd just fly away out of harm's reach... well this bird must have thought it was indestructible coz it din move! Or maybe it din know how to fly (no... it wasn't a penguin crossing).. Luckily (for the bird) it got clipped by the side of the car's wheels... although not gravely wounded... it was rather disoriented... and that's not what any bird would wanna be when on the roads... this was bad... the lights were green and now throngs of cars was coming towards the bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a crowd (humans not birds) had gathered on the sidewalk... some could barely watch while others wish they could juz rush onto the road and scoop the poor bird away to safety... but alas... we would be of no match to the mighty and speedy automobiles... the bird would not stand a chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would it? The bird... standing there... life flashing before very eyes... the car tyre would be the last thing it sees... but no... it wasn't its time yet... somehow... no car had managed to flatten our feathered friend... with each passing car drew a loud gasp coming from either side... unbelievable... its still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it... neither could its adoring fans... the bird had managed to display fine survival skills... the last car whizzed by... the green man showed himself... and now... it was time for the bird to limp on by to safety... limping away... i couldn't help but think it could have been much worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for one girl... this whole fiasco provided her with much relief... for her hiccups had gone away for another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7089984906193256687?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7089984906193256687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7089984906193256687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7089984906193256687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7089984906193256687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/06/grave-injustice.html' title='A Grave Injustice'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-1602016307096166433</id><published>2009-06-01T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:38:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday all over...</title><content type='html'>Buddy buddy...&lt;br /&gt;Hope u had fun on ur 24th...&lt;br /&gt;Been some time since we all went out and partied...&lt;br /&gt;Just reward for all that studying for exams...&lt;br /&gt;Some time to waste now...&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here...&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here...&lt;br /&gt;That constant thought ran thru my head on saturday morning...&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitions...&lt;br /&gt;Or the lack of it...&lt;br /&gt;Lost...&lt;br /&gt;How difficult can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-1602016307096166433?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1602016307096166433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=1602016307096166433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1602016307096166433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1602016307096166433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-all-over.html' title='Monday all over...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2197060467297150233</id><published>2009-05-23T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:08:49.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear friend Liting... ur eyeliner has been waiting on my table for almost a month now... when do u want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been drowning myself with Hell's Kitchen recently... finished season 5 already... now onto season 4... then u know wat comes after season 4...&lt;br /&gt;Just like life... we go backwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rare piece of good news... let's hope it doesn't disappoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2197060467297150233?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2197060467297150233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2197060467297150233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2197060467297150233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2197060467297150233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dear-friend-liting.html' title=''/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7261127661272981510</id><published>2009-05-20T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:41:10.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan &amp; Wenling</title><content type='html'>All the best for ur exams u 2...&lt;br /&gt;You're almost there...&lt;br /&gt;Keep ur chins up...&lt;br /&gt;Wenling: Dun be so negative...&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: See ya on 28th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7261127661272981510?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7261127661272981510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7261127661272981510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7261127661272981510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7261127661272981510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/05/ivan-wenling.html' title='Ivan &amp; Wenling'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-1378026505999111869</id><published>2009-05-17T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:50:49.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've disappointed me yet again..</title><content type='html'>Dear City,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another season of disappointment yet again... after so much promise yet again... the hype has gone yet again... gone down the drain yet again... next season u won't be in europe... the europa league... the little sister of the champions league... who's to blame? the fans who believed and followed u? As u can see... i'm fairly disappointed... all i can do is... look forward to next season... just like the season before last... and the season before last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-1378026505999111869?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1378026505999111869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=1378026505999111869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1378026505999111869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1378026505999111869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/05/youve-disappointed-me-yet-again.html' title='You&apos;ve disappointed me yet again..'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-328274733524978433</id><published>2009-05-16T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:57:54.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been that long?</title><content type='html'>Last post September... a good 8 mths since the last post... and it wasn't even from me... well... hopefully i can blog again on a regular basis then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 2 weeks before my buddy Ivan's 24th... we're gonna get so pissed drunk... see ya again after ur exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pump Room! Pump Room! Last nite was happening... i'm sure u had fun lettin loose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been almost 3 mths since i last had a kebab... man tat felt good! no veg pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of my closest friends are getting married this September... really excited and happy for them... congratulations... u've managed to get yourselves off the shelves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blogmate... when is it ur turn then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-328274733524978433?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/328274733524978433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=328274733524978433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/328274733524978433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/328274733524978433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2009/05/has-it-really-been-that-long.html' title='Has it really been that long?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-513020310120987168</id><published>2008-09-09T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:17:20.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Slowly</title><content type='html'>I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;But I want you&lt;br /&gt;All the more for that&lt;br /&gt;Words fall through me&lt;br /&gt;And always fool me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't react&lt;br /&gt;And games that never amount&lt;br /&gt;To more than they're meant&lt;br /&gt;Will play themselves out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly, eyes that know me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Moods that take me and erase me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm painted black&lt;br /&gt;You have suffered enough&lt;br /&gt;And warred with yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly sing your melody&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-513020310120987168?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/513020310120987168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=513020310120987168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/513020310120987168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/513020310120987168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling Slowly'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3127367463683085057</id><published>2008-05-08T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T04:20:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catering Sales vs Banquet Operations</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PART 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest meets catering sales coordinator...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest: I want an ice sculpture of a phoenix wrapped with two snakes... one the shape of a cobra and the other of a sea serpent... is that ok?&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: Sure thing! Can can!&lt;br /&gt;Guest: I want 1000 champagne flutes stacked together to make a tower... possible?&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: No problem! Can one!&lt;br /&gt;Guest: I want the hall to be made into the Garden of Eden! With real trees and real vines wrapped around the pillars and real flowers! Will that be a problem?&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: Of course! Not a problem!&lt;br /&gt;Guest: Are u sure abt all these? is it too much?&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: Sir... listen... i'm telling u all these... sure no problems one! all this is nothing! It can all even be done in a day! You can trust this task to our capable and veteran banquet staff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coordinator meets Banquet guy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: These are the requests of the guest. I tried my best to tell him that it's not possible but he's very insistent! He juz wouldn't listen... i hate these type of guests... oh well... SO ANYWAY... juz do ur best la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coordinator go backs to nice office to MSN and telephone friends...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet guy: f.a.r.k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He discusses the requests with his part-timers who are all lazing ard and playing with their handphones...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet guy: ok guys! listen up! Part-timer 1 &amp; 2... i need u to prepare the flutes.... part-timer 3 &amp; the rest of u... go and prepare deco for Eden... all these things u can find in the banquet store... if cannot find tell me... all be done by 5pm... then after tat... u all go makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's 5.30pm... Banquet guy takes a look at deco...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet guy: farking hell! wat u all doing?! where's the things i ask u all to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part-timers make watever donkey excuses to cover ass...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet guy: Never mind... its ok... we see how it goes... u all go home 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part-timers leave sniggering with champagne flutes stashed away in their bags as souvenirs from hotel...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end... banquet guy stays till midnite to continue with work when he should be home with wife and 2 kids...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The poor banquet guy could do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;He work all nite... juz to set up the dance floor... poor him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END OF PART 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guest arrives to see progress...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest: WHAT?! WHERE'S MY ICE SCULPTURE?! WHAT ABT THE 1000 CHAMPAGNE GLASSES?! WHAT ABT MY REAL TREE?! WHERE ARE ALL OF THEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coordinator arrives...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coordinator: Unfortunately sir... we're unable to deliver what we've promised due to the incapabilities of the Banquet people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest: THIS IS MY FIRST AND LAST TIME I WILL EVER HOLD A FUNCTION IN THIS HOTEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest storms out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coordinator goes to Director of F&amp;B and complains of how incapable the Banquet guy is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END OF PART 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week... Banquet guy tenders resignation due to the immense stress that he has been suffering for the last few years... after he leaves the hotel... the smile which has not appeared on his face for the last few years comes back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END OF PART 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in memory of the elites in the banquet department...&lt;br /&gt;Based on a semi could be true story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to follow... the chef vs catering sales...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3127367463683085057?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3127367463683085057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3127367463683085057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3127367463683085057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3127367463683085057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/catering-sales-vs-banquet-operations.html' title='Catering Sales vs Banquet Operations'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5229644444576787806</id><published>2008-05-07T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:25:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why bother?</title><content type='html'>You are very difficult&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get thru to you&lt;br /&gt;Why bother?&lt;br /&gt;u'll still want it ur way&lt;br /&gt;Why dun u go do whatever it is tat u do&lt;br /&gt;And i do what i do... better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5229644444576787806?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5229644444576787806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5229644444576787806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5229644444576787806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5229644444576787806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-bother.html' title='Why bother?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5396015505072213246</id><published>2008-04-17T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:13:02.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We won something!</title><content type='html'>MAN CITY KIDS BEAT CHELSEA TO WIN YOUTH CUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester City won the FA Youth Cup after beating Chelsea 3-1 at Eastlands to complete a 4-2 aggregate victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5396015505072213246?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5396015505072213246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5396015505072213246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5396015505072213246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5396015505072213246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-won-something.html' title='We won something!'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2877604435911931959</id><published>2008-04-16T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:29:47.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Efficiency of Information Departments</title><content type='html'>Previously, I was looking thru the British Home Office website as well as looking up on info regarding British Visas to see whether it'd be feasible for me to work in the UK. It looked like I could apply for a particular visa but I needed to reconfirm whether I could apply for it here or if I had to go all the way back to Singapore just to get it. Now I looked thru the whole website for an e-mail address and there wasn't any, only phone numbers. Now I wasn't willing to call because of the potential costs I might incur being put on hold. And so, I got my darling sister to help me in this process. She assisted me in calling the British Home Office to enquire on my situation. The guy at the office told her it could be possible to apply for it in Switzerland but he wasn't sure and gave her an e-mail address so that I could direct my query to. At that moment I was relieved. Finally, an e-mail address to someone who could help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, a simple e-mail was sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Sir, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in the midst of my degree at the International Hotel Management Institute in Luzern, Switzerland. I hold a Singaporean passport and would like to apply for a working holiday visa to come to the UK for an extended period of time after I graduate in June 2008. I would like to enquire if it would be possible for me to apply for it from the British Embassy in Berne or is it absolutely necessary for me to go back to Singapore to apply for one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are able to answer my query. Your help is greatly appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and best regards, &lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with great enthusiasm I waited. A week later, a simple reply was given back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for your email.   Please consult the website www.visainfoservices.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;How lovely... thanks for the tip... whoever u are... u shud be shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2877604435911931959?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2877604435911931959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2877604435911931959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2877604435911931959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2877604435911931959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/efficiency-of-information-departments.html' title='The Efficiency of Information Departments'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7917740205767670860</id><published>2008-04-05T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:53:00.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight Savings</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a mini-holiday in the UK... there were the good and there were the not so good... in any case... rejuvenated... nice to get away once in awhile to recharge your batteries... now back to reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way way behind on my dissertation... Pls adhere to the Timeline Mr. Yeow... Our time is running out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto in-training matters... Sending out applications to respective organisations abroad... non-favourable so far be it them or me... sometimes I wonder... wat's the point of an in-training after you've already graduated? Just doesn't make sense to me sometimes... why devalue urself for internship pay in a foreign land when you could get so much more at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word for the Hospitality industry : Subservient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way way behind on my music... haven't been listening to new stuff lately other than the usual german rap and popsy stuff i get on Swiss MTV... currently listening to The Great Spy Experiment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun know who still reads this blog though... do leave a comment... I'd like to know how u're getting on...&lt;br /&gt;a special shout-out to Ivan and Geraldine...&lt;br /&gt;I do miss you two... do hope things are looking up for the two of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do listen to Newton Faulkner...&lt;br /&gt;One of the better artists I've heard in recent times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7917740205767670860?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7917740205767670860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7917740205767670860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7917740205767670860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7917740205767670860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/what.html' title='Daylight Savings'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-616407436022519355</id><published>2008-02-21T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:34:24.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicate</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;we might kiss&lt;br /&gt;when we are alone&lt;br /&gt;when nobody's watchin'&lt;br /&gt;we might take it home&lt;br /&gt;we might make out&lt;br /&gt;when nobody's there&lt;br /&gt;it's not that we're scared&lt;br /&gt;it's just that it's delicate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Damien Rice - Delicate )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father forgive me for i have sinned&lt;br /&gt;It's been 1 month since i last blogged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R70ukStnlSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/59xJepZWrG8/s1600-h/10022008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R70ukStnlSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/59xJepZWrG8/s320/10022008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169339148324541730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pub went silent with only one Man City fan making the noise&lt;br /&gt;And potentially one other tat was beside me... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see my sister in abt a month... cheap budget flights got a little pricier coz of delay in bookings but still cheap nonetheless... will be looking forward to the break (not as if i've worked myself into the ground)... but still... always nice to be in Manchester... fond memories from there... hope Liverpool and London will be just as nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a rather interesting article about the G-Spot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.sg.msn.com/topstories/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1254623"&gt;G-Spot Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You mean someone has found it?! God bless his soul!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland should seriously consider having 24 hr kopitiams...&lt;br /&gt;So then pple like me wouldn't go hungry after midnite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are meant to be watched on the big screen...&lt;br /&gt;Due to unfortunate circumstances, they will just have to do on the small screen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you eat here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/lifestyle/2007-11/14/content_6254176_5.htm"&gt;Modern Toilet Diner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a haircut... but for 40 francs?&lt;br /&gt;Where can i find those immigrant barbers......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always seem comfortable in the other room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-616407436022519355?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/616407436022519355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=616407436022519355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/616407436022519355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/616407436022519355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/02/delicate.html' title='Delicate'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R70ukStnlSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/59xJepZWrG8/s72-c/10022008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-876532125952234526</id><published>2008-01-21T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T04:51:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then go...</title><content type='html'>among the afflictions&lt;br /&gt;with which i've been marked&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so prententious&lt;br /&gt;and not quite so dark&lt;br /&gt;i get the feeling you're bored with me&lt;br /&gt;and not through habit or frequency&lt;br /&gt;did your mother have you easily?&lt;br /&gt;and if there's someplace else you'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;then go, then go&lt;br /&gt;then go, then go&lt;br /&gt;among the intentions&lt;br /&gt;which have been sought&lt;br /&gt;numbered and labeled&lt;br /&gt;but none of them bought&lt;br /&gt;i get the feeling you're testing me&lt;br /&gt;you're saturated in urgency&lt;br /&gt;you stick your probe in further&lt;br /&gt;but you're still not pleased&lt;br /&gt;and if there's someplace else you'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;then go, then go&lt;br /&gt;i would've lied for you&lt;br /&gt;i would've cried for you&lt;br /&gt;i crossed the line for you&lt;br /&gt;i would've died for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-876532125952234526?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/876532125952234526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=876532125952234526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/876532125952234526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/876532125952234526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/then-go.html' title='Then go...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7325020203404559735</id><published>2008-01-20T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:57:30.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpleton</title><content type='html'>Sometimes its so cold &lt;br /&gt;u bleed juz to breathe&lt;br /&gt;thru the thin walls&lt;br /&gt;u hear pple think&lt;br /&gt;the noise it sings&lt;br /&gt;listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;u still sound beautiful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls kiss me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7325020203404559735?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7325020203404559735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7325020203404559735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7325020203404559735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7325020203404559735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/simpleton.html' title='Simpleton'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7740167367285547110</id><published>2008-01-18T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T04:12:26.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duet and David Elsewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-sg&amp;brand=&amp;vid=3374f1c0-3eab-4ae7-9e1e-fe4a98ae98a7" target="_new" title="Two-in-One Singer"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.catalog.video.msn.com/image.aspx?uuid=3374f1c03eab4ae79e1efe4a98ae98a7&amp;w=136&amp;h=102" border=0 alt="Two-in-One Singer" width=112 height=84&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two-in-One Singer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcUF3vGgwNc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcUF3vGgwNc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiLK7S2fXqQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiLK7S2fXqQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Videos keep me sane ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7740167367285547110?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7740167367285547110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7740167367285547110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7740167367285547110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7740167367285547110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/duet.html' title='Duet and David Elsewhere'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-9215030912900804532</id><published>2008-01-13T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T19:08:45.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my eskimo friend...</title><content type='html'>Dun have pictures of the view outside my room at the moment&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because its very foggy and misty and all u're likely to see is fog and mist&lt;br /&gt;But the view from my room is fantastic&lt;br /&gt;A pity i'm not one for views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone's doing fine back home... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch Me&lt;br /&gt;Not with your hands&lt;br /&gt;But so that I feel you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug Me&lt;br /&gt;Not with your hands&lt;br /&gt;But within your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my eskimo friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nsigv_M8I/AAAAAAAAADU/fu5TpJw47AU/s1600-h/P1041063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nsigv_M8I/AAAAAAAAADU/fu5TpJw47AU/s320/P1041063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154911326153159618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4ntNAv_M9I/AAAAAAAAADc/GQKnLGA7rQU/s1600-h/P1041069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4ntNAv_M9I/AAAAAAAAADc/GQKnLGA7rQU/s320/P1041069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154912056297599954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nuXgv_M-I/AAAAAAAAADk/bsYFXcy_ou8/s1600-h/P1041068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nuXgv_M-I/AAAAAAAAADk/bsYFXcy_ou8/s320/P1041068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154913336197854178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nw-Av_M_I/AAAAAAAAADs/DIdnm_XtLXQ/s1600-h/P1051074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nw-Av_M_I/AAAAAAAAADs/DIdnm_XtLXQ/s320/P1051074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154916196646073330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-9215030912900804532?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/9215030912900804532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=9215030912900804532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/9215030912900804532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/9215030912900804532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-my-eskimo-friend.html' title='I miss my eskimo friend...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R4nsigv_M8I/AAAAAAAAADU/fu5TpJw47AU/s72-c/P1041063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5914420916840022704</id><published>2008-01-04T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:45:11.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guten Tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R33juQv_M7I/AAAAAAAAADM/pjNOwRBAWRs/s1600-h/P1031053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R33juQv_M7I/AAAAAAAAADM/pjNOwRBAWRs/s320/P1031053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151523932691444658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R33ipwv_M6I/AAAAAAAAADE/e3Pe38VWv-o/s1600-h/P1041056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R33ipwv_M6I/AAAAAAAAADE/e3Pe38VWv-o/s320/P1041056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151522755870405538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry world...&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5914420916840022704?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5914420916840022704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5914420916840022704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5914420916840022704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5914420916840022704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/guten-tag.html' title='Guten Tag!'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R33juQv_M7I/AAAAAAAAADM/pjNOwRBAWRs/s72-c/P1031053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5636632648330027586</id><published>2007-12-26T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T02:40:29.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week...</title><content type='html'>a darkened room&lt;br /&gt;listening to u&lt;br /&gt;a week left&lt;br /&gt;and its over&lt;br /&gt;a year gone&lt;br /&gt;never too long&lt;br /&gt;don't be impossible&lt;br /&gt;just be improbable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i enough?&lt;br /&gt;pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i remember?&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5636632648330027586?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5636632648330027586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5636632648330027586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5636632648330027586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5636632648330027586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/week.html' title='A week...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5900343527078494518</id><published>2007-12-19T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:57:51.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You, To Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Her tears did freely flow&lt;br /&gt;As I told her I have to go&lt;br /&gt;She continued to cry&lt;br /&gt;As she spluttered out "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I calmly explained&lt;br /&gt;I was asked, "Is it me? Am I to be blamed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reassuring her that she is one I could never shun&lt;br /&gt;My reasons had nothing to do with anything that she had done&lt;br /&gt;My move, many times has it been delayed&lt;br /&gt;If things had of worked out different, I would be able to stay&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a hug, wet cheek resting upon mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted we will be many miles apart&lt;br /&gt;We will still be as one in the heart&lt;br /&gt;At first the distance between us will be strange&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you are my friend, that will never change&lt;br /&gt;In the background played a song on a jukebox&lt;br /&gt;It is one neither of us will forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears did freely flow&lt;br /&gt;As I told her I have to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5900343527078494518?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5900343527078494518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5900343527078494518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5900343527078494518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5900343527078494518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you-to-go.html' title='Have You, To Go?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8444398912312700617</id><published>2007-11-27T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:07:02.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good and The Not So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R0vcz4eALfI/AAAAAAAAACw/nLVHFQU2NHc/s1600-h/irelekanan)_emps5000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R0vcz4eALfI/AAAAAAAAACw/nLVHFQU2NHc/s320/irelekanan)_emps5000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137442583835848178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The roar around the City of Manchester Stadium could be heard when Ireland scored the winner against Reading.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R0vdHoeALgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ePpMcog8qEM/s1600-h/ferehshson_get5000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R0vdHoeALgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ePpMcog8qEM/s320/ferehshson_get5000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137442923138264578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The roar around the City of Manchester Stadium was heard again when they realised that Bolton had beaten United 1-0.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8444398912312700617?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8444398912312700617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8444398912312700617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8444398912312700617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8444398912312700617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-and-not-so-good.html' title='The Good and The Not So Good'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/R0vcz4eALfI/AAAAAAAAACw/nLVHFQU2NHc/s72-c/irelekanan)_emps5000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8178554310433775933</id><published>2007-11-23T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:43:53.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking out loud...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lets save this game for never,&lt;br /&gt;Or you know this could be chess forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your piece,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll take mine,&lt;br /&gt;Stalemate and we've just wasted time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Cajun Dance Party - Amylase )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day when i walked past this couple... i heard this guy actually say "the most worst thing is....."... english these days... wat do they teach in schools?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cd shopping recently again... walked into HMV to scout ard for potentials... took a look at a cd which really captivated me... problem was... it was 50 bucks... oh my... wat it gonna be worth it? hoped so... i've nv actually bought a cd this expensive b4... took it home for a listen... nv sounded better ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England are out of Euro 2008... this is a shock... it's gonna be weird having a tournament without the creators of football... after so many twists n turns... there's no happy ending for England... Support Greece now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a new look recently... something like an unshaven look... apparently my friends have said i look better like this... and so wat did i do?&lt;br /&gt;I shaved it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a terrible drinker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a pussy...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just drink sweet liquors all day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise to my dear friend gerald for the minor arguement i caused last nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when customers are rude to service staff for no rhyme or reason... does it look like they are set out to give u a hard time? oh yes... our job is to kill u... Why do u call us names? Did we sleep with ur wives or bully ur children? Is it so hard to say "thank u" instead of "it's about time"? 2 words compared to 3... We're slow? We're helping u here... not the other way ard mind u... short of staff and we're like headless chickens... this is the thanks we get... probably u've been screwed ard at work so much by the pple above u that the only outlet for ur frustrations are the service staff, who unfortunately are beneath u... gee tats swell... go ahead then... we have no feelings anyway according to urban myth... i do agree there are the bad apples... but pls... dun generalise us... we're also tryin to make a living... sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for ur fashion show tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time... Happy Birthday ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8178554310433775933?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8178554310433775933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8178554310433775933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8178554310433775933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8178554310433775933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/11/thinking-out-loud.html' title='Thinking out loud...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-666893952871893288</id><published>2007-11-14T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:06:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Watch Leh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rzp0Bb3xeoI/AAAAAAAAACo/rf8wGTlwJgE/s1600-h/Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rzp0Bb3xeoI/AAAAAAAAACo/rf8wGTlwJgE/s400/Image00002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132542293352479362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-666893952871893288?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/666893952871893288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=666893952871893288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/666893952871893288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/666893952871893288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/11/come-watch-leh.html' title='Come Watch Leh...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rzp0Bb3xeoI/AAAAAAAAACo/rf8wGTlwJgE/s72-c/Image00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6184964864364398068</id><published>2007-11-10T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T04:52:52.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentum</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;("it's just what anyone would do")&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;("it's something unforgivable")&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Taking Back Sunday - There's No 'I' In Team )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i the only person who thinks "wang wang" is the most 'sex' biscuit on the planet? brilliant... just can't get enuff of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams drawing close...&lt;br /&gt;How lovely...&lt;br /&gt;Friends studying at the airport till they can take the 1st bus..&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got inspiration now...&lt;br /&gt;Will update again when i have it...&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6184964864364398068?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6184964864364398068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6184964864364398068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6184964864364398068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6184964864364398068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/11/momentum.html' title='Momentum'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5751560041673196419</id><published>2007-10-20T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:19:51.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;And so he yelled at her: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU &lt;br /&gt;You owe me an IOU &lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I'll forget &lt;br /&gt;You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU &lt;br /&gt;You owe me an IOU &lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I'll forget &lt;br /&gt;I know what I should get this time &lt;br /&gt;(yeah)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hot Hot Heat - You Owe Me an IOU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read from the rumour mill that my beloved Manchester City are eyeing Jens Lehmann...&lt;br /&gt;No pls don't... i don't like him and plus he's overpriced... 1 million pounds dammit! That's like 1 million pounds too much for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND HE'S FROM ARSENAL! HAVE MERCY PLEASE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lecturer who juz loves picking on me... he always knows when i'm not paying attention... it's like no matter where i sit his radar is on... just the other day in class... i was seated somewhere in the middle and i admit i wasn't paying attention as i was daydreaming... there were these couple of guys behind who too weren't paying attention but were talking among themselves... the lecturer must have obviously heard them and so he stopped and looked to the back... there i was in the middle... minding my own business... suddenly he goes, "ok at the back! what is ur view on what i just said?"... so i turned to look behind... and he quips, "Jonathan, u."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apparently, there is no back after me. I'm the furthest line the class goes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Beyonce's song 'Irreplaceable'... her first lines are 'To the left, to the left'... couldn't she have sung something like 'To my left' or 'To your left' and not confuse everyone? Ok... yes... like i said... there's just random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather interesting conversation erupted yesterday while i was having lunch... as i was talking to Joanna... Gordon suddenly interrupted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Joanna... I really think you should do an IQ test... i'm really curious to see how u'll fare...&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: Why leh?&lt;br /&gt;Gordon: IQ Test? Do test on what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just left me stunned... i swear i was left speechless for a good 10 seconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5751560041673196419?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5751560041673196419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5751560041673196419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5751560041673196419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5751560041673196419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-so-he-yelled-at-her-you-owe-me-iou.html' title=''/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2047760025339911590</id><published>2007-10-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:07:46.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes you different?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The radical invents the views.&lt;br /&gt;When he has worn them out the conservative adopts them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never tell anyone your problems or your plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts are stubborn things, but statistics are more pliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If at first you don't succeed, try again. Then quit. No use being a damn fool about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know God's thoughts...the rest are details.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2047760025339911590?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2047760025339911590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2047760025339911590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2047760025339911590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2047760025339911590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-makes-you-different.html' title='What makes you different?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7893896555932785379</id><published>2007-10-04T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:40:10.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stain Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sing it soft.&lt;br /&gt;Make it slow.&lt;br /&gt;Apples parachute the boys back down.&lt;br /&gt;Fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;Overflow.&lt;br /&gt;A new, improved modern way to feel.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;You won't even know I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I did wrong?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Meg &amp; Dia - Roses )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A typical question&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a traditional spa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untypical answers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is it short for a traditional spastic? &lt;br /&gt;-Is it tat time when the woman pulled my pants down and then put my penis into her mouth?&lt;br /&gt;-Is it supposed to be traditional when she pulls down her top?&lt;br /&gt;-Spa? As in sparring?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find myself slipping into a deep coma everytime i have a break... dun shake me... i need my sleep... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Jon&lt;br /&gt;So little friends&lt;br /&gt;So many problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me Stain Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_W_u1D8lVM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_W_u1D8lVM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7893896555932785379?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7893896555932785379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7893896555932785379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7893896555932785379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7893896555932785379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/10/stain-boy.html' title='Stain Boy'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-1788402921850420994</id><published>2007-09-29T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T16:57:33.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How I miss your ranting &lt;br /&gt;Do you miss my all time lows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Metric - Combat Baby )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One said i'm traditional&lt;br /&gt;The other said i'm liberal&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught this insanely outregeous movie yesterday called Shoot em up... My classmate Norman was the one who told us "i heard it's a good show... let's go watch it"... the others wanted to watch balls of fury but since we more or less knew it was gonna be a B-grade comedy flick... we decided it'd be better if we watched a "good" show on the weekend... oh my starz... damn u norman... i'd have to say this would definately be one of the most "incredible" shows of the year... the actions scenes totally defy logic and i juz kept on laughing at almost every scene... believe me... if u do watch it u'd be laughing too... the lead loves carrots... and it's like almost every scene he's biting on one... where the hell does he stuff all these carrots on him? Plot was almost non-existent anyway... it was as if i was watching a computer shooting game unfold... oh lovely... but i can't juz enjoy the fun alone now can i? i'll be sure to tell all my friends... "shoot em up is damn good... u should watch... better yet... watch on weekend... damn worth it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If i went thru it... so should u...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate presentations...&lt;br /&gt;Really feel uncomfortable standing in front of pple and presenting...&lt;br /&gt;Undressing me with their eyes...&lt;br /&gt;And the look on their faces when they have that image...&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me even more nervous...&lt;br /&gt;Stop it pls...&lt;br /&gt;You're not helping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for drinks with the group last nite... started out with rae stan jo n me... ivan joined in later and so did grace... grace was 'happy' to say the least... very happy... think she had a few drinks prior to meeting us so... yeah... continued drinking but i was a bit out of my element... probably coupled with my poor presentation as well as the crap movie... i wasn't in my entertainment best... took a back seat and let the rest entertain themselves while i drank beer n took in the sights... or the lack of it... lurve-ley... wait a min... is that gerald i see? oh my.. she actually came... and this is rare mind u! haven't seen her in quite a while considering we're really good friends... she's been busy n so have i... but as usual... we dun talk when we're in big grps... we usually insult each other... all in good fun... joanne came soon after... carry on drinking my friends... after one too many jugs of beer (would have ordered wine but wine doesn't come in jugs)... a couple of the girls got rather high n they suggested going to St James... "Yes" they cried! "Can we pls?!" they begged... oh my... ivan n i? we juz looked at each other... the look we've been giving each other for so long already... well... being hospitable guys we juz agreed although we seriously were dead tired... designated drivers for the evening anyway... ivan with his n me driving joanne's car coz we din party like the rockstars (girls)... but we din really make it to st james... won't say much but there was puking and juz too much laughing... the sane ones made the critical decision to call it a night and we went out separate ways... jo's car had to have a carwash though... let's juz say vomit doesn't clean cars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sis for the jersey... really looks stunning... can proudly wear it on the streets now... LET'S GO CITY LET'S GO! thank you once again... and yes... i will use the lynx to DEVASTATING effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FD0rHQu5yWE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FD0rHQu5yWE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-1788402921850420994?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1788402921850420994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=1788402921850420994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1788402921850420994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1788402921850420994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-night.html' title='What a night'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7361570801567496452</id><published>2007-09-26T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:06:03.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Do you believe in God&lt;br /&gt;Written on the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;Say 'yes' to pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God&lt;br /&gt;Written on the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;And Cassie pulled the trigger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Flyleaf - Cassie )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lovely... i juz failed my preliminary personal development planning portfolio... kinda expected it anyway... and it's not exactly much of a portfolio to begin with... it was more like a 'statistics' report... the school actually combined statistics with personal development so the prelim portfolio ended up having both math and a bit of reflections... din actually put in tat much effort to begin with plus i was really confused with the format... well... still got much more to come... pls put in more effort next time jon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo... Man City are thru to next round of the carling cup... and of all pple to score... it's SAMARAS! oh wow... but looks like the league cup will prob be the only competition he'll continually play... doubt he'll be in the squad for league games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ has not been friendly to me these past few times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7361570801567496452?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7361570801567496452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5129284567291640726</id><published>2007-09-23T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:03:00.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>Go ahead and try&lt;br /&gt;Try to look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never see inside&lt;br /&gt;Until you realize&lt;br /&gt;Things are trying to settle down&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what i'm about&lt;br /&gt;If it's with or without you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your doubt in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say that it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;It always turns out to be a different way&lt;br /&gt;I try to believe you&lt;br /&gt;Not today&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how i'll feel&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'll say&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i just some chick&lt;br /&gt;You placed beside you&lt;br /&gt;To take somebody's place&lt;br /&gt;When you turn around&lt;br /&gt;Can you recognize my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;Crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Open up wide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5129284567291640726?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5129284567291640726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5129284567291640726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5129284567291640726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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end?"&lt;br /&gt;punch in punch out&lt;br /&gt;day in day out&lt;br /&gt;when will you face the fact that you had certain dreams not long ago&lt;br /&gt;but you're suddenly off track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over worked&lt;br /&gt;underpaid&lt;br /&gt;same old shit&lt;br /&gt;do you run your life&lt;br /&gt;or does your job run you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your parents worked their asses off to put you in a better place&lt;br /&gt;but any place you're going is a dead end road&lt;br /&gt;filled with heartaches, headaches, backbreaking labor&lt;br /&gt;and a fire burning under your skin&lt;br /&gt;never let them take your spirit away&lt;br /&gt;always remember that today is your day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 6am - River City Rebels )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lovely...&lt;br /&gt;The Mcdelivery i ordered has an extra pack of large fries in it...&lt;br /&gt;The clown must really love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scum... absolute scum...&lt;br /&gt;It's guys like you that give guys like me a bad name...&lt;br /&gt;Wake up ur idea u immature brat...&lt;br /&gt;Scum... absolute scum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardboard cars and cardboard horses...&lt;br /&gt;Running down Orchard Road...&lt;br /&gt;Who will win this race?&lt;br /&gt;Curious stares...&lt;br /&gt;Adolescent giggles...&lt;br /&gt;They're just jealous...&lt;br /&gt;Coz they ain't got...&lt;br /&gt;Cardboard cars and cardboard horses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5967006658336177943?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2655006680971446658</id><published>2007-09-18T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:27:58.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Who's in bunker? &lt;br /&gt;Who's in bunker?&lt;br /&gt;Women and children first &lt;br /&gt;And the children first &lt;br /&gt;And the children &lt;br /&gt;I'll laugh until my head comes off &lt;br /&gt;I'll swallow till I burst &lt;br /&gt;Until I burst &lt;br /&gt;Until I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Idioteque - Radiohead )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks have mid-life crisis&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks just want to play all day&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks are patient&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks don't laugh at lame jokes&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks eat almost anything&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks hate disgusting people&lt;br /&gt;Cool chicks kiss clowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be with a cool chick all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a cool chick too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately... i'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love lacking sleep&lt;br /&gt;I love doing projects till dawn&lt;br /&gt;I love watching scenes from a hat&lt;br /&gt;I love being savagely attacked by mosquitoes&lt;br /&gt;I love being chased for assignments&lt;br /&gt;I love listening to sad songs&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at sad music videos&lt;br /&gt;I love people being rude to me for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;I love eating one meal a day&lt;br /&gt;I love late nights&lt;br /&gt;I love suppers&lt;br /&gt;I love giving people a hard time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love me, love love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2655006680971446658?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2655006680971446658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2655006680971446658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2655006680971446658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2655006680971446658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/09/late-nights.html' title='Late nights...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8051330847281345971</id><published>2007-08-30T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:01:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away</title><content type='html'>All the words that we have to say&lt;br /&gt;They don't leave when the moment comes &lt;br /&gt;We know we have to wait&lt;br /&gt;As the days go on and the places fade away&lt;br /&gt;to dirt and to dust, it all fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the waiting is the hardest thing to take&lt;br /&gt;In a moment more before we break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And these dreams keep you awake&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shapes we want to see&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave another piece that this puzzle needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the waiting is the hardest thing to take&lt;br /&gt;In a moment more before we break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And these dreams keep you awake&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the waiting is the hardest thing to take&lt;br /&gt;In a moment more before we break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And these dreams keep you awake&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And these dreams keep you awake&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And these dreams keep you awake&lt;br /&gt;If you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;(Walk Away - Funeral For A Friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk away Jon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8051330847281345971?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8051330847281345971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8051330847281345971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8051330847281345971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8051330847281345971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/walk-away.html' title='Walk Away'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6170574890362470476</id><published>2007-08-21T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:23:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello my treacherous friends...</title><content type='html'>Absolutely love this song by Sia... it's called Breathe Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Help, I have done it again&lt;br /&gt;I have been here many times before&lt;br /&gt;Hurt myself again today&lt;br /&gt;And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch I have lost myself again&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself and I am nowhere else to be found,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think that I might break&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself again and I feel unsafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Breathe Me - Sia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since i last posted anything again... in other words... this is another super late post... school's been crazy with all the projects and meetings... lots of other issues have surfaced but hopefully they'll all be resolved soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was driving the other day when i saw this lady trying to flag a cab using an umbrella... dun know abt u but i found this to be rather rude actually... maybe it's juz me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes can someone pls tell me why u're not allowed to use the handphone while driving but last i heard there isn't any regulations against holding a drink on one hand? Just doesn't make sense to me... plus apparently u are ALLOWED to use the hands-free set but not the loudspeaker?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was abt to have my dinner at long john's the other day... walked up to the counter and ordered a combo 1... received my food... paid the man... took my change... abt to walk away... when he suddenly asked me... "do u want to try our new '......' combo?".... now i found this extremely odd... i already ordered... i juz paid u... shouldn't u be asking me this BEFORE i ordered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overly ecstatic one weekend when my beloved City beat United... although we were totally dominated by them... we still somehow managed to come away with the 3 points... i was over the moon... the blue moon... but i was brought crashing back down to earth when we lost to Arsenal by the single goal... After Kasper saved that penalty i was certain we were gonna come away with something... but alas... fabregas juz ruined it all for us... but still... 4 games on and 9 points... tat's really good... let's see how long this fairytale can last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Character trait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: I seem to listen better when i dun look into the person's eyes... i'll juz stare n my mind will go blank... it may seem i'm more attentive this way but i'm actually not... gives 'getting lost in ur eyes' a whole new perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not bitter anyway...&lt;br /&gt;let it go...&lt;br /&gt;just smile away jon...&lt;br /&gt;just smile away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long awaited: ratatouille finally opens this week... in fact tomorrow... i'm not kidding when i say i've been waiting like forever for this show to make it to our shores... can u imagine tat this show opened in the US on the 22nd of June and we're only premiering it now? oh well... eagerly waiting for balls of fury and superbad as well... heard although superbad is rated M18 tat some parts will still be censored... damn censorship board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting too long...&lt;br /&gt;Picked up the phone and called a cab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"where are u waiting sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"i'm standing in front of upper east coast bus terminal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"sir there's no such bus station"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;turned my head around to see a giant sign tat says otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"i'm pretty sure there's one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"no sir u must be mistaken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a bus exits the terminal past me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"no i'm not mistaken n i'm standing right in front of it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"sir maybe u could go check n see......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"*irritated* look... i'm telling u there IS such a bus terminal and i'm standing right in front of it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"*agitated* alright... if u INSIST sir... pls standby for cab number"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day u'll see... u'll see dammit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6170574890362470476?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6170574890362470476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6170574890362470476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6170574890362470476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6170574890362470476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-my-treacherous-friends.html' title='Hello my treacherous friends...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2638665578045160880</id><published>2007-08-15T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:45:19.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahmad strikes again...</title><content type='html'>Ahmad is cheap...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad eats free meals...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad particularly likes aglio olio...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad doesn't mind vongole as well...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad likes it when there are wrong orders...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a rather interesting sight last nite after work... there was this couple at the bus-stop and it looked as if the guy was leaving... i wasn't being kapo or wat but they were juz right in front of me... anyway... and so he and his woman kissed... no tats not the interesting part... its when he started walking away and his back was turned... the woman actually spitted on the ground... spit after kiss... oh my... love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the upper deck of the bus on the way home... i noticed something out of the ordinary... there was a slipper on top of the bus stop... not a pair... just ONE slipper... several questions ran thru my mind at that very moment... how did tat one get there? Who's is it? How did tat person walk home? Why is it i can't find any shop that sells the current Manchester City jersey? Questions... only questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on girl... what a riot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2638665578045160880?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2638665578045160880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2638665578045160880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2638665578045160880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2638665578045160880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahmad-strikes-again.html' title='Ahmad strikes again...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3977760175788514584</id><published>2007-08-12T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:04:10.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What became of the likely lads?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rr8MuXf5tpI/AAAAAAAAACg/pC1Td3nzlvk/s1600-h/P8100432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097807293928027794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rr8MuXf5tpI/AAAAAAAAACg/pC1Td3nzlvk/s320/P8100432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From left- Gary L, Ivan, Jon, YK, Gary G)&lt;br /&gt;(Absent - KA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the guys last Friday after my class... Was really great seeing them again after so long... i've mentioned a couple of them during my time blogging so u can put a face to a name now... All of us have ORDed except for Ivan and it won't be coming anytime soon either... still got long long my friend... haha... Dinner at Kenny Rogers which prob was my most expensive meal i've ever eaten this yr... xin tia ke bei xi... after which they did the usual... go home... haiz... we gotta change this ard alrite? get a few drinks... watch a movie... go step on snails... anything man... juz something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary L - he still works for the government though... think it's customs if i'm not mistaken... basically it's juz like life at home affairs... juz tat he doesn't have his printer now... heard from him tat he's planning another raid at home affairs selling infant/baby clothes... his aunt sorta has this mini business and apparently they made quite a bit the last time they were there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan - Ah ivan... the only one from this grp still at tat place... nothing much has changed for him except he's sorta more "value-added" now becoz of the shortage of "talent" at the workplace. Good on ya son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon - Jon? Who's Jon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YK - Apart from being in the failed football team which we have... he's still one of the guys i get along better with... he's gonna be starting school in SMU soon... so whenever i'm in town n free i'll be sure to call him out for a meal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary G - The tech guy has become the aircraft technician... How we miss his humour in the workplace... he never failed to put a smile (or even a good laugh) on us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how i miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3977760175788514584?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3977760175788514584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3977760175788514584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3977760175788514584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3977760175788514584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-became-of-likely-lads.html' title='What became of the likely lads?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rr8MuXf5tpI/AAAAAAAAACg/pC1Td3nzlvk/s72-c/P8100432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8548199222334283819</id><published>2007-08-08T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T10:47:54.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the good times gone?</title><content type='html'>Been a long time since i last blogged... haven't had the time nor the energy to do it till now... this course is really draining... 1st they take our money now they want our blood... so many things have happened in between that i could have blogged abt... but problem is... i tend to have short-term memory these days and i can't remember what they were... oh well... shall juz carry on with whatever i have then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm at work, my name is Ahmad...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves to smile...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves to work the floor...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves eating free food...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves drinking passionfruit water...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves customers asking if he is chinese...&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad loves leaving work on the dot...&lt;br /&gt;Pls do say hello to Ahmad if u're in Paragon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught The Simpsons with my friends the other day... to me i found it very enjoyable to watch... in fact... i found it juz as good as shrek 3... unfortunately... not many of my friends share the same opinion when it comes to shrek 3... they think it isn't as good as the previous ones and tat it was draggy... anyway... back to The Simpsons... yes i do know of a couple of people who din enjoy it either... prob becoz they expected too much from it... they were prob expecting a "laughter fest" juz like Anchorman or Wedding Crashers... oh well... doesn't matter... eagerly awaiting ratatouille now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody shop at Peninsula still doesn't have my City jersey... have been waiting patiently already but season's gonna start and it still isn't in? i'm like some kind of fool going to Penin almost every week asking the same old question of "when will it be in?" which will be met with a constant shrug of the shoulders... dammit... stop mocking me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ronery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to lecturer... what's the point of labeling a textbook as a "core text" when u're only gonna use it for "reference" and none of it will be used for exam? oh pls make me understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,&lt;br /&gt;the dim of the soft lights,&lt;br /&gt;the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers&lt;br /&gt;and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late&lt;br /&gt;and this walk that we shared together.&lt;br /&gt;The streets were wet&lt;br /&gt;and the gate was locked so I jumped it,&lt;br /&gt;and I let you in.&lt;br /&gt;And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist&lt;br /&gt;and you kissed me like you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the good times gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8548199222334283819?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8548199222334283819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8548199222334283819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8548199222334283819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8548199222334283819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-have-all-good-times-gone.html' title='Where have all the good times gone?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7959374905949030671</id><published>2007-07-24T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:26:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Herbalife</title><content type='html'>Was on my way to the Esplanade from town last Sunday when these group of people caught my eye as i passed by the Kopitiam outlet... rather it was wat a few of them were wearing... they were wearing the &lt;b&gt;NEW&lt;/b&gt;... i say &lt;b&gt;NEW&lt;/b&gt; Beckham 23 jersey from LA Galaxy... wow... i mean... it was not only one bloke... but like 3 of them wearing it... i kinda read somewhere that these cost abt US$100... impressive more that the LA Galaxy jersey has made it's way to our shores when my beloved Manchester City's new kit hasn't... in any case... i then realised it must have something to do with the Herbalife exhibition that was here in Singapore when i saw the rest of the people at the table wearing their green Herbalife polo tees... most likely their staff... and true enough... LA Galaxy's main sponsor is indeed Herbalife...&lt;br /&gt;In case u din know... Herbalife sells weight-management products and dietary supplements...&lt;br /&gt;Ironic thing was... those blokes at the table were smoking and drinking tiger beer in their Herbalife polos... not a very smart thing to do now issit? is this part of the Herbalife strategy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7959374905949030671?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7959374905949030671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7959374905949030671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7959374905949030671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7959374905949030671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/herbalife.html' title='Herbalife'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3647691207969897653</id><published>2007-07-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T02:26:58.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choice phrases used whenever necessary (but rarely)</title><content type='html'>Tw*t - Derogatory term. Very rarely used. Only used when very angry.&lt;br /&gt;Half-Twit - Nicer term compared to the first. Used only in a joking manner.&lt;br /&gt;Muppet - Used on Corradi whenever i see him in a Man City shirt.&lt;br /&gt;D*ck - When someone fails to spot the obvious. Mainly on guys.&lt;br /&gt;Tart - When someone doesn't know what he/she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;Song song kao jurong - Modified term. Used to signify something good or exciting happening.&lt;br /&gt;Sui pa sui, wu kui pa jian fei - Modified term. Used when issuing a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gawd - When something unexpected happens.&lt;br /&gt;YEEEASSSSSS - Have u watched little britain?&lt;br /&gt;Basket - When something that shouldn't happen, happens.&lt;br /&gt;Xin tia ke bei si - Literal translation=Heart pain until die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3647691207969897653?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3647691207969897653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3647691207969897653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3647691207969897653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3647691207969897653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/choice-phrases-used-when-necessary-but.html' title='Choice phrases used whenever necessary (but rarely)'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3986481394033705503</id><published>2007-07-18T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T01:34:14.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;br /&gt;This is not what i do&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;br /&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circus was in town...&lt;br /&gt;And it came to class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, what if I never hold you, yeah, or kiss your lips again?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love&lt;br /&gt;You will never forget&lt;br /&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;You don't ever want to erase&lt;br /&gt;Warmth&lt;br /&gt;You can never touch again&lt;br /&gt;Checking out and moving on&lt;br /&gt;A love, only you love&lt;br /&gt;Only you feel what's left&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel the pain when you cry?&lt;br /&gt;The tears&lt;br /&gt;They dry on their own&lt;br /&gt;An image from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Stamped deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Now just sleep&lt;br /&gt;Don't weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3986481394033705503?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3986481394033705503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3986481394033705503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3986481394033705503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3986481394033705503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-of-those-moments.html' title='One of those moments...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-8858161526051527321</id><published>2007-07-17T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:54:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of Nathan Thwangwatra</title><content type='html'>Come. Let me tell u the story of Nathan Thwangwatra. He plies his trade at one of the best Thai clubs in his country, Bankerz FC. At 26, he is a regular member of the starting eleven. At his peak, Nathan was considered one of the best centre-backs in the whole of Thailand. Not only was he big and strong, he was quick and agile too. Good in the air and with great defensive awareness, he brought stability at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now although Bankerz FC were constantly touted as title contenders, they always fell short of the championship. The team was full of talented players, but the board left lots to be desired. The board were notoriously stingy when it came to signing new players and training and as a result, the team would constantly find themselves lacking in certain areas which needed strengthening. As the players asked for changes to be made, the coach did nothing for fear of upsetting his bosses. The team were always pushing for top honours, but because of greedy bosses and improper training methods, the team always had to settle for less. Nathan became increasingly frustrated and disillusioned with the setup and decided it was time to leave the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan left for Singapore to join one of the top local teams. He was paid well and playing well. Life seemed to be on the up. Then suddenly, during one of the local derbies, he tore cruciate ligaments in both his legs. He could not walk, let alone stand at all. Doctors told him his career was over. Football was all he ever knew and now he felt so helpless. The club decided to let him go as he would be of no use to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nathan was determined to play again. He got back on the road to recovery. After going through so much pain and rehabilitation, he was finally able to stand and walk on his own 2 feet. After a while, he could now jog. It's been 2 years. Nathan has fully recovered from his horrific injuries and returned to Thailand. So many things have changed. Nobody knew the name Nathan Thwangwatra anymore. Nathan wanted to play professional football again. But who would take him? Jobless and penniless, Nathan swallowed his pride and decided to go back to Bankerz FC for a lower wage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Nathan could no longer recognise most of the team, he still played at his preferred position at the back with his coach's approval. He felt happy playing again after so long and it was good to get back to doing what he did best. The team showed stability of old as long as Thwangwatra ran the show from the back. But not long after, the coach was "relocated" and in came another. The club wanted to be a global name and so wholesale changes were made to the team and almost all Nathan had played with before had left. In came this new guy, a caucasian who had previously coached teams in Russia, Germany and Bulgaria. He could not speak a word of Thai, has never been to Thailand before and never even watched a single Thai football game before, but the board still hired him as he had "European pedigree".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan is a centre-back by trade. Schooled and trained as a centre-back. But here was this caucasian man, he wanted Nathan to play on the wing. On the wing? Nathan has never played on the wing and neither has he been trained for it. He tried to reason with the coach but the coach just could not understand him. The coach felt his own players that he brought in with him can do the job much better. Nathan was out of position. Try as he might, he just could not adapt to it. The coach wasn't playing him to his strengths and with this, Nathan felt frustrated. He knew himself he was much much better than the other centre-backs but his words fell on deaf ears. The team didn't play well at all. They were leaking goals and not scoring too as the midfielders were overloaded with trying to cover for their weak defenders. And because of Nathan's poor games on the wing, the coach often blamed him for their losses when in fact the real problem was that there was no stability at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 32, he still has so much to offer, but with the current situation at hand, nothing was ever going to change. Nathan felt he could play a few more seasons, but only if he was a centre-back. On the wing, he just didn't have it in him. He felt betrayed but disappointments are what you often get. And with that, he made his announcement that this season would be his last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A premature end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finger pointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's better to just walk away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-8858161526051527321?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8858161526051527321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=8858161526051527321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8858161526051527321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/8858161526051527321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-of-nathan-thwangwatra.html' title='The Life of Nathan Thwangwatra'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5826939785387535431</id><published>2007-07-10T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:23:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I think about how it might have been&lt;br /&gt;We'd spend our days travelin'&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't understand you&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;But you only wanted me&lt;br /&gt;The way you wanted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will head out alone and hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;And we can hang out heads down&lt;br /&gt;As we skip the goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell the world what you want them to hear&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing left to lose, my dear&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm up for the little white lies&lt;br /&gt;But you and I know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone, and you're still there&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone, and you're still there&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone, and you're still there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Rachael Yamagata - Reason Why )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to see u again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently bought a book at borders that one of my lecturers recommended... it's called The Empty Raincoat... it's a book on alternate business methods... wahhh... ASTOUNDING ain't it? Jon READS?! anyway... haven't gotten far with the book yet but it's beginning to look very much like an interesting read... now if only i could put down my music and pick the book up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anti-social nature has followed me to school.. a face so bad its juz itching for a fight... go to class... find my "island" and stay there... "island" refers to a set of tables which are formed together away from the other group of tables.. this signifies ur pack... anyway... so far i only mingle with this group as i've not ventured onto the other "islands"... But got one other guy in class who's slightly worse... everyday when he come into class his face is super "black"... it's like as though each time on the way to class he either fought with the bus driver, the canteen auntie or maybe even with himself... so i can roughly say it's not as bad as mine... i come out of my shell every once in a while to check the environment for friendlies (in lingo means i talk talk a bit with other individuals)... but after that... it's back into the shell i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still fatigued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It supposedly it takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown... somebody seriously needs to re-check this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo's uncle recently passed away from cancer... it was another sad moment for me coz i do remember having had supper with him and his wife one of the nights when i was with Stan and Jo... a nice funny man he was... another life into the hands of God... rest assured in the fact... he's in a better place now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once more... &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Gerald ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5826939785387535431?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5826939785387535431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5826939785387535431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5826939785387535431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5826939785387535431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/reason-why.html' title='Reason Why'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5972336272800573452</id><published>2007-07-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:52:17.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-amateur student...</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the only day I have ever been to school on time.. 9am too! Know why? Coz there was Stan and Jo with me… we arrived at SIM with half an hr to spare somemore! Now we all know this would never happen if I rolled alone… anyway… class was good… back to using it after being brain-dead in NS… let’s have more good day ahead yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at Bakerz is crazy… Meals are always at crazy times… for example… we could be having our lunch at 4pm… obviously not feeling hungry for dinner it would then have to be delayed till prob abt 8 or 9... My breakfasts are already so irregular… I either have it after midnite the night before or hope I make it to school real early so that I can grab a bite in the canteen… oh how I miss working at MHA… working half as hard for the same by the hour…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did I get the short end of a long stick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my way to my old workplace today coz basically I had time to kill before heading to work and I missed my ex colleagues… but sad to say when I got there they din have the time for me… apparently they’re more “value-added” now ever since Gary left… yes Gary if u’re reading this… they miss u dearly… haha… and in any case my ex boss was in the office so I tried to stay out of sight of him… so I revisited “the room”… “the room” is a magical place… it’s my so-called day spa which I used to visit abt twice a week… a quiet getaway from the hussle and bussle of work.. basically it’s this room in my department which has been left vacant for quite some time now… and we all know rooms are only meant for directors and above… and according to my replacement… a new director will be using that room come next week… so for one very last time… I slept in that room… bidding farewell to it and the good times it has given me… I left u some drool…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am officially fatigued…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big big day coming up next Tues&lt;br /&gt;The planning begins&lt;br /&gt;Cheap and good?&lt;br /&gt;Oh please…&lt;br /&gt;Never… ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5972336272800573452?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5972336272800573452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5972336272800573452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5972336272800573452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5972336272800573452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/semi-amateur-student.html' title='Semi-amateur student...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3319074749096297569</id><published>2007-07-02T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:56:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be it as it may...</title><content type='html'>My friend...&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to give an ex convict a chance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to make a living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different each time&lt;br /&gt;I never want to wake up&lt;br /&gt;From dreams to reality&lt;br /&gt;To realise it'll never happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait my friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here but now I'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone... I'm gone, I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3319074749096297569?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3319074749096297569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3319074749096297569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3319074749096297569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3319074749096297569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-it-as-it-may.html' title='Be it as it may...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-1400632667621974606</id><published>2007-06-26T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:55:49.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The sky glows&lt;br /&gt;I see it shining when my eyes close&lt;br /&gt;I hear your warnings but we both know&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look at it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The road is now a sudden sea&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, you're deep enough&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get one look&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you something that the knife took.&lt;br /&gt;A bit to early for my own good&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not speak of it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The road is now a sudden sea&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, you're deep enough&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The lights will flash and fade away&lt;br /&gt;The days will pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Dashboard Confessional - Don't Wait )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much does it cost to make a photocopy or 2? Well... let me tell you... basically... my manager asked for a photocopy of my IC as well as my bank book for the head office so that they could credit the pay to my account... right fair enough... but as i'm usually working full shifts and always rushing late for work... the only way tat was gonna happen was if i made the photocopies at paragon... so i trotted down to the basement during one of my toilet breaks... found a kodak shop to do my deeds... printed 2 sheets... one with a front n back of my IC... and the other with juz a shot of my bank book... how much? 60 cents came the reply... OH MY GAWD! for 2 sheets?! HOW COME was the cry... well... according to expert analysations... it's 20 cents for the bank book shot... and 40 cents for the IC shot! WHAT?! why 40 cents? i only used 1 sheet! ALTOGETHER ONLY 2 SHEETS OF PAPER LEH! well... the salesgirl's explanation was a very simple one... it's 40 cents coz i printed the FRONT &amp; BACK of the IC... even if it was on the same side of the paper... My Gawd! i'm being ripped off in front of my very own eyes! KL Chan would nv do this to me! For the benefit of all those who dun know KL Chan... tat's the name of the shop at my market tat i usually do my photocopies at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jon over the weekend for lunch... after trading some NS stories we decided to head on down to Carl's junior for the munchies... he apparently wasn't feeling so hungry so it was juz me getting the meal... oh my goodness... i forgot how expensive this place was... my meal cost me a whopping 12 dollars... and this is fast food mind u... damn u american corporations... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to mention something... the queue outside aston's is fantastic... even when they haven't open shop for the day... aston is this restaurant in Katong that sells western food at awfully cheap prices and hence the queue... the queue during dinner is even more fantastic... the kind u'd mistake tat next day is TOTO $10 million draw like tat... can compare with the donut queue at raffles city... incredible ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been practising what i can do with my drinks at the workplace... dun have the right tools at the moment to create more elaborate designs with the foam... will try to take some photos whenever i can of wat i can do at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch you spin around in the highest heels&lt;br /&gt;You are the best one, of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;We all look like we feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-1400632667621974606?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1400632667621974606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=1400632667621974606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1400632667621974606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1400632667621974606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-wait.html' title='Don&apos;t Wait'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-2294344497114078222</id><published>2007-06-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:31:56.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Some things i will never understand...&lt;br /&gt;Like why some pple like to blast their music so loud on the public transport...&lt;br /&gt;Like why Henry moves to Barcelona when he juz signed a "BRAND NEW" 4 yr deal...&lt;br /&gt;And like why whenever it is i shave my upper lip it always leave a red patch! &lt;br /&gt;STOP IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-2294344497114078222?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2294344497114078222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=2294344497114078222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2294344497114078222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/2294344497114078222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/06/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-608816894532172461</id><published>2007-06-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T02:56:09.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it been that long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RnrH5rOYGqI/AAAAAAAAACY/XkR1NtQNS98/s1600-h/Pics+2475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RnrH5rOYGqI/AAAAAAAAACY/XkR1NtQNS98/s320/Pics+2475.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078591323483151010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is the justice in this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally... time to blog! it's been so long... but hey... let's get right to it then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD loh... my 2 yrs in NS have finally come to an end... starting to miss the place already... and my colleagues too! but only the NSFs though.. dun miss tat tart i have for a boss... good riddance asshole... met a lot of funky pple where i worked... especially this guy who always makes me laugh with his messages... simple things like when i msg him asking him things... he'll reply with "ok baby..." wat baby sia... then when i ask him if we're still meeting up... he'll reply "ready to rock and roll"... i can't keep up with his humour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge to mahjong gets stronger everyday... oh somebody save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch Ocean's 13 the other day... and my companion? My mother la! haha... she likes George Clooney and so decided to take her to the movies... found it to be rather nice actually... dun know why my friends say it's not very good... oh well... to each his own... the same goes for Shrek 3! i juz kept on laughing thruout the whole movie... it was as if i was the only guy laughing thruout... i dun get it! why dun my friends find it as good as i do??? they all say that the 2nd one was better... arghs... again... to each his own... my dry sense of humour nobody will understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed a couple of DVDs from Jon recently... Anchorman and Team America... Basically... i've heard a lot of things abt Anchorman but i nv actually got the chance to watch it... and my my... am i glad i caught it... this has got to be one of Will Ferrell's best movies yet... beats blades of glory in my books... he and his anchor team were juz hilarious... i'd say this was better than zoolander... Team America was slightly in a different class... it was juz so ridiculous that it was funny watching... the song for the moment? "I'm so ronery"... tat song always cracks me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been drowning myself on Damien Rice lately... I've always liked his music... never get tired of his deep sincere sounds... my favourite song from his new album has got to be 9 Crimes but Accidental Babies is just as good... i was real surprised when the song got played during a scene in Shrek 3... i mean... Shrek 3 is meant to be like a "happy" kind of film... wat are they doing playing Damien Rice then? He shouldn't be there... juz like the 1st line of his song... "leave me out with the waste, this is not what i do..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case some of u dun already know... i've sold my soul and gone back to work at bakerzin... never thought i'd come back to this place... it was almost 3 yrs ago when i made the decision to leave the outlet at Orchard Atrium to work at Harrys... leaving behind my work buddy Jon and a legacy... Jon stayed till much longer to create a dynasty of his own while i was at Harrys and in NS... he's left bakerz already while now the days are like training for me... training to get back what i wowed them with almost 3 yrs ago... times haven't changed much now though... management's more or less the same... but the pple? the pple... they're not like the ones i used to work with... get the feeling they dun like me too much here... here i am... this fresh face to them... swaggering his way into the bar area... telling them i'm taking over the making of drinks from now on... 1st day on the job and he's taking over? not a way to make friends now eh? well... moving on... there's this person i work with whom i dun really like very much... she tends to get on my nerves whenever i'm making a drink... "so messy"... "u never clean ur bar"... basket... my job is to make drinks and make it fast... u want fast rite? then i'll clean up my area whenever i can and at the end of the day alrite? wat are u? hygiene inspector? it's not as if the customer's gonna walk in and start drinking my bar rite? bloody hell... if only u worked at the Atrium... i'll show u wat's messy... i can come to work in the morning to open bar and know for sure Derek worked the night b4... if u're not happy with the way i clean the bar... pls feel free the clean it for me then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like the previous day... a day to work... 15 mins away... looked at my watch... wow i'll be on time... sauntered in thru the doors... smile on my face... dagger stares looking back at me... what what?... u're late... no i'm not... looked at the punchcard clock... oh my... how can this be? i'm a half hr late!... oh... my watch stopped... i'm so sad... will u believe me if i said it's not my fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things i can't understand...&lt;br /&gt;Some things i will never understand...&lt;br /&gt;You only realise it too late...&lt;br /&gt;This is your curse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-608816894532172461?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/608816894532172461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=608816894532172461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/608816894532172461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/608816894532172461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/06/has-it-been-that-long.html' title='Has it been that long?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RnrH5rOYGqI/AAAAAAAAACY/XkR1NtQNS98/s72-c/Pics+2475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-1966203422762492835</id><published>2007-05-28T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T01:19:10.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a guy to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;When I was young I knew everything &lt;br /&gt;and she a punk who rarely ever took advice &lt;br /&gt;now i'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor &lt;br /&gt;stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be held responsible &lt;br /&gt;cause she was touching her face &lt;br /&gt;I won't be held responsible &lt;br /&gt;she fell in love in the first place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me I cannot remember &lt;br /&gt;what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise &lt;br /&gt;for the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins &lt;br /&gt;we were merely freshmen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her &lt;br /&gt;his girl took a week's worth of valium and slept &lt;br /&gt;now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor &lt;br /&gt;thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've tried to wash our hands of all of this &lt;br /&gt;we never talk of our lacking relationships &lt;br /&gt;and how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor &lt;br /&gt;we fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The Freshman – The Verve Pipe )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunchtime with Jon…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been meeting up with jon recently…&lt;br /&gt;Lots of revelations and truths…&lt;br /&gt;But we usually have that all the time anyway…&lt;br /&gt;Sliding tackles and nightlife…&lt;br /&gt;Moving along and moving on…&lt;br /&gt;Doing what’s morally right and letting it be…&lt;br /&gt;Seize the day my friend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priceless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this show recently in the cinemas… basically the story’s abt this girl who mistakes a waiter for being a millionaire and decides to reel if him… after sleeping with him and all… she discovers his lowly status and beats a hasty retreat… but the guy’s love-struck and decides to woo her by taking her to expensive places and buying her branded stuff but she’s having none of it… why? coz he’s not rich… he’s juz a waiter… soon he finds himself running out of money… and in these type of situations… wat would u do? Why… u go find urself a loaded widow then which is wat he does! Well… it was more like the widow found him but u get my drift… anyway… soon he becomes the male version of that girl and comedy ensues when they keep on bumping into each other…&lt;br /&gt;To be honest… I rather enjoyed the show… loved the charisma of the characters and their chemistry… and the show was hilarious… albeit probably in a dark way… but still… a good show nonetheless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can resist looks, not charm…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If we went to a Halloween party dressed as Batman and Robin, I'd go as Robin. That's how much you mean to me... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – a line from Blades of Glory starring Will Ferrell and Jon Heder… another hilarious show… u can’t go wrong with any show starring Will Ferrell… &lt;br /&gt;Or Ben Stiller… they're juz hilarious gifted pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motherly love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read an article from the New Paper a couple of weeks back abt how this woman tried to talk her son OUT of robbing a bank in Germany but he was having none of it… he was determined to rob the bank and no amount of persuasion from his mum would talk him out of it… so wat was a mum to do? Well… she drove him to the bank then… so tat she could keep an eye on him and make sure he was alrite… awww… the love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The love for coffee art&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m supposedly going back to my old job as a barrista… Manager agreed to hire me but nothing’s been signed yet… oh well… I always enjoyed making coffee at my old workplace coz we made “heart-shaped” coffees… not many places in Singapore actually do these so yeah… I feel pretty honoured to have learned this… but it’s been 3 yrs already since I last touched a milk canister… so hopefully it’s like riding a bike and I not forget it… Wish me luck…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will make a fantastic name for my son… at least tat’s wat I think… unlike my mum… she says it’s too close to LIAN… ok then… thanks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watched Harry Potter AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis was a Friday evening… everyone had left the office early coz they were allowed to… come jon let’s go… no I’ll stay… was gonna be on leave the coming week anyway so juz tot I’d stay n finish up my stuff… ahhh… wat’s this? My junior has left his Harry Potter VCDs here… no jon… dun do it…&lt;br /&gt;Ended up leaving the office at 10.30pm after watching Sorcerer’s Stone and Chamber of Secrets… Brilliant… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harry’s a pothead, and the sorcerer’s stoned…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared Leto… this guy can wail like nobody’s business…&lt;br /&gt;FROM YESTERDAY~~~~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-1966203422762492835?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1966203422762492835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=1966203422762492835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1966203422762492835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/1966203422762492835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-guy-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s a guy to do?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7732973713437066742</id><published>2007-05-18T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:26:05.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m after all only human, again…</title><content type='html'>It’s hard to feel happy for someone&lt;br /&gt;When you know deep down&lt;br /&gt;You just won’t be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Goh says hi…&lt;br /&gt;Computer says noooo……&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A takeover in progress&lt;br /&gt;A search for a new manager&lt;br /&gt;A player arrested&lt;br /&gt;A team devastated&lt;br /&gt;Uncertain times at City&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the loom and gloom&lt;br /&gt;A new kit is launched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RkyBOpFx8GI/AAAAAAAAABw/2LNLBRpi6X4/s1600-h/0708SSZOOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565769433215074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RkyBOpFx8GI/AAAAAAAAABw/2LNLBRpi6X4/s200/0708SSZOOM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;The meaning of it all is lost on this fan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nicest bloke&lt;br /&gt;You’ll ever meet&lt;br /&gt;A little too innocent&lt;br /&gt;If u ask me&lt;br /&gt;A smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;For all plain to see&lt;br /&gt;Getting on with work&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking as can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he got the “hairdryer” treatment from his boss&lt;br /&gt;For all to hear and painfully see&lt;br /&gt;You’ve killed his spirit&lt;br /&gt;And broken his will&lt;br /&gt;Now honestly tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does he really deserve this travesty?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cars depreciate, but an education appreciates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My credibility is non-existent…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why don’t you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you like me without making me try?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously… what the hell’s wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Conversations…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A: I work in a cubicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;B: What’s a cubicle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A: Imagine the most beautiful place on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;B: Okay I’ve got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A: Now imagine you can never go there because you work in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for long…&lt;br /&gt;ORD in a month… woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;So long suckers…&lt;br /&gt;The grin juz gets bigger by the day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you rest in the arms of the Lord who formed you from the dust of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;May holy Mary, the angels and all the saints welcome you now that you have gone forth from this life.&lt;br /&gt;May Christ who was crucified for you, bring you freedom and peace.&lt;br /&gt;May Christ who died for you admit you into his garden of paradise.&lt;br /&gt;May Christ, the true Shepherd, embrace you as one of his flock.&lt;br /&gt;May he forgive all your sins, and set you among those he has chosen.&lt;br /&gt;May you see your Redeemer face to face, and enjoy the vision of God forever.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have comfort in the fact&lt;br /&gt;She’s in a better place now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7732973713437066742?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7732973713437066742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7732973713437066742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7732973713437066742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7732973713437066742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-after-all-only-human-again.html' title='I’m after all only human, again…'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RkyBOpFx8GI/AAAAAAAAABw/2LNLBRpi6X4/s72-c/0708SSZOOM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-59591916837685835</id><published>2007-05-12T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:37:22.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m after all only human…</title><content type='html'>Pictures of us…&lt;br /&gt;Soon we’ll juz be a memory on a wall…&lt;br /&gt;The laughter will cease…&lt;br /&gt;The evil monkey is all tat u’ll see…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports minister Richard Caborn said: 'Whoever is relegated should be a decision that is be made on the park and not in the courts. Football is able to govern itself - &lt;em&gt;with power comes responsibility.&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He thinks he’s spiderman!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and dad had a function at DXO the other day… wahhh… rather hip sia my folks… haha anyway… point is they came back with a goodie bag and inside was an issue of LIME mag… now LIME mags are the kind of magazines I wouldn’t normally read as I perceive myself to have grown out of it but juz decided to take a flip thru it nonetheless as it was FREE and sitting rite in front of me… basically the flipping stopped at this FHM Girl Next Door write-up… the headline was “Big Boobs = Bimbo?” and the writer asked several finalists of FHM’s Girl Next Door Challenge some questions to prove whether they are or aren’t bimbos… Well… questions went like this…&lt;br /&gt;1. Spell “Voluptuous”&lt;br /&gt;2. What’s the capital of Australia?&lt;br /&gt;3. Which Hollywood celeb recently shaved her head?&lt;br /&gt;4. Name the Prime Minister of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results are in…&lt;br /&gt;They’re Bimbos…&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my good friend Gerald got 3 out of 4 rite…&lt;br /&gt;So u’re off the bimbo radar… FOR NOW ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a colleague in the office… let’s juz call him “special friend”… many a times… he’ll press us when we look troubled… even though we really dun wanna talk abt it… he’ll keep on asking to a near point of irritation… why does he wanna know we ask? Troubles must share… dun bottle up… he can help… trust me he says… keep it to yourself we say… I promise he says… soon u’ll find out… u’re not the only one to be screwed over… it broke my heart to realise he’s someone I juz could not trust anymore… things we tell him in confidence… he spills it out… intentionally or accidentally… for your sake… pls let it be the latter…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m never trusting u again…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School will start oh so soon&lt;br /&gt;Back to the classrooms&lt;br /&gt;Tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;Introverted nature&lt;br /&gt;Got to see this thru&lt;br /&gt;Will I be alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sunday football team is shite…&lt;br /&gt;Status? Engineering a move away from the club…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my only one…&lt;br /&gt;Times have changed…&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you now…&lt;br /&gt;You would never know…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;You really would never know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tired life of worries…&lt;br /&gt;Music and mahjong…&lt;br /&gt;Knives still stuck in my back…&lt;br /&gt;Lured by the bright lights…&lt;br /&gt;At my loneliest hour… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m after all only human…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-59591916837685835?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/59591916837685835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=59591916837685835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/59591916837685835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/59591916837685835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-after-all-only-human.html' title='I’m after all only human…'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5133004060983733010</id><published>2007-05-07T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T02:24:55.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm after all still a heartlander...</title><content type='html'>My sister is gonna run in some UK marathon as an “incredible”. Remember “The Incredibles” movie? For a good cause, she’ll be in costume during this marathon! Instead of jack-jack… she’ll be jill-jill… haha… sounds funny juz sayin it… anyway… she says she wants to finish the 10km in an hr… and why not when u’re dressed as an INCREDIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all over! United have won the title!&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea… try as they did could only manage a draw at the Emirates Stadium…&lt;br /&gt;An enthralling match caught by Gerald, Carl, Ivan n moi…&lt;br /&gt;2 happy United faces at the final whistle…&lt;br /&gt;1 sub-happy Arsenal fan at the final whistle…&lt;br /&gt;1 lone City fan who stands firm at the final whistle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United will now lift the title at Stamford Bridge…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A slap in the face…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Ang Mo Kio Hub the other day and I came across a very strange ATM machine… Wanted to withdraw 30 bucks and so I put my card in… pressed the other withdrawal button like I always do… and to my surprise… it tells me tat the minimum withdrawal’s 200 bucks! Wat the… “this must be one of those niche atms” I thought and so I moved to the one beside it… alamak! IT’S THE SAME! I’ve been punk’d! Why did they even put up these ATMs? I seriously don’t understand why…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Michelle Branch? I liked her music…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was somebody who cares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5133004060983733010?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5133004060983733010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5133004060983733010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5133004060983733010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5133004060983733010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-after-all-still-heartlander.html' title='I&apos;m after all still a heartlander...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-7407624641140078226</id><published>2007-04-25T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:32:58.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently</title><content type='html'>Haven’t been blogging for almost a month now… tat’s becoz my dear “friends” at the office have &lt;strong&gt;apparently&lt;/strong&gt; blocked me from accessing the blogger website… how cruel... it’s bad enough I can’t access friendster, my mail accounts or even leave comments on my friends’ blogs… now even blogging is banned?! blocks are imposed on websites which could be deemed harmful… oh well… thankfully soccernet isn’t deemed harmful yet…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently&lt;/strong&gt; the ex Thai Premier, Thaksin Shinawatra, is preparing a takeover bid of Manchester City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it isn’t so…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storm is brewing in the office… let me tell u a story…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what happened one cold dark afternoon…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently&lt;/strong&gt; one of the execs in the office “claims” that he has received complaints regarding our conduct in the office. The “feedback” received was that we disappear together during office hours… read the newspaper during office hours… and lastly, we report late to work… ahh very interesting… *twiddle fingers*…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now this is what I think of this very delicate situation…&lt;br /&gt;Albeit, a very amateurish one… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057357034660979106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Ri9XbZFKYaI/AAAAAAAAABo/5wTfXw829nU/s320/pic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Took me a short while to design that… I’m not an artist I apologise…&lt;br /&gt;Reading newspapers are baaaaddddd… baadddd I tell u…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently&lt;/strong&gt;… &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowledge is NOT power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;… its BAAAADDDDDD…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promises mean nothing…&lt;br /&gt;It’s just there to make ur day...&lt;br /&gt;Don’t u know it really stings?&lt;br /&gt;When u don’t mean what u say?&lt;br /&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the United vs Milan match… my goodness… United’s defence was a shambles… well… couldn’t really blame them coz quite frankly… it’s really more or less makeshift... and now with evra suspended… I dun know how they’re gonna work this out unless there’s some good news on the injury front… Milan were exciting man… dun often hear this abt an Italian team but Kaka and Seedorf did brilliantly… possession was all Milan’s in the 1st half and quite honestly… the feeling ard Old Trafford was that the home team were more than happy to hear the half-time whistle… it juz din look bright for United going into the break… how were they going to change things coz Milan were juz running the show? &lt;strong&gt;Apparently&lt;/strong&gt;… United din do anything! Same team after the break! Oh no… I feared the worst for United (old feelings)… But to my surprise… they actually played better in the 2nd half… ball possession was better from the hosts and apart from the few chances which Kaka squandered, United were camping in Milan’s half… Rooney equalised shortly after the break and from then on Milan juz put everyone except Gilardino behind the ball… speaking of Gilardino… he was awful… shan’t elaborate… Inzaghi should have played in my books… he could have caused problems with his penchant of playing on the last line of defence... especially with that defence United had put out he definitely would have had a few chances… time was ticking down… Milan made 3 substitutes to keep their players fresh I guess… United juz had to soldier on with the starting 11… Smith could have been an option but who would he replace? The midfielders and striker were already doing a mammoth job… 91st min… the cameras panned to the crowd… some have had enough and were heading for the exits… din wanna get caught in the jam I guess… “2-2 it’ll be” they said… I sure hope they din get too far out… otherwise they would have missed the thunderbolt from Rooney… Old Trafford erupted… they’d juz stolen a victory… but it shouldn’t mask the fact Milan have 2 precious away goals… plus United dun do well on their travels… it’s gonna be exciting next week at the San Siro… I’ll be sure to catch it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game FM2007, &lt;strong&gt;Apparently&lt;/strong&gt; Milan’s home stadium is the San Siro while Inter’s home stadium is the Giuseppe Meazza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW CAN THIS BE? IT’S THE SAME PLACE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking at you now&lt;br /&gt;you would never know &lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;You'll be alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wires by Athlete always makes me sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For how long will we stay friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-7407624641140078226?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7407624641140078226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=7407624641140078226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7407624641140078226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/7407624641140078226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/04/apparently.html' title='Apparently'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Ri9XbZFKYaI/AAAAAAAAABo/5wTfXw829nU/s72-c/pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5505513280563051260</id><published>2007-04-12T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:27:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sweet Victory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rh3RKi3o4aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OtJtMB0LhXo/s1600-h/SmithE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rh3RKi3o4aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OtJtMB0LhXo/s400/SmithE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052424336068632994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel 'ya man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5505513280563051260?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5505513280563051260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5505513280563051260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5505513280563051260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5505513280563051260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-sweet-victory.html' title='Sweet Sweet Victory...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/Rh3RKi3o4aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OtJtMB0LhXo/s72-c/SmithE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-5271497325003359357</id><published>2007-03-29T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T15:36:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah... Yeah I Know...</title><content type='html'>During my department retreat... one of the team building exercises involved us making exquisite cars with only lego pieces and pretend to sell it to the mass market and the winner was the one whose car was the most popular among buyers... the catch was the more lego pieces u used the more costly the car would be... apart from that u'd have to have an effective promo campaign to make pple wanna buy your car... the best in creative minds came together to build cars that could fly... cars that could float on water... even some tat were just normal looking cars but could teleport to your destination (as displayed during its marketing segment)... w o w... me? i made a robot ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take retreats very seriously...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading the TODAY paper on my way to work yesterday and i came across this ad which was highlighting the Singapore National Barista Championships being held this Thurs to Sat... the moment i saw it my eye just could not leave tat page... a sense of nostalgia swept across my veins... my pal jon and i always talked about how we would win if there ever was such a competition like this in Singapore... but of course when we said all these we were still working in Bakerzin and in our prime... haven't touched a canista of milk nor a steam noozle for close to 2 yrs now... don't know whether i still got it... and it's sad to know... the one thing i was probably "very good" at... and i'm not there... ;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues and Wed were one of the most boring days of my career... As i was away at a department retreat on Monday... Coming back to office on Tues i was eager to clear my backlog of e-mails and files... the moment i step into the office i turn on my computer... but it seems to be conducting the longest virus check ever in the history of virus checks... call the tech guys to check it out... the news isn't good... my com playing punk with me... they take her away to operate... news filters down to me that I can only see her on Wed afternoon... that's like a good 1.5 days without a com... how am i gonna get any work done? tech guys seemed unsympathetic to my plight... probably coz they really just don't care... alrite then... tried to utilise myself to the furthest (coffee sir?) till i got my com back... but when it came back... it left me even more depressed... the whole system crash... everything was gone... my files... my templates... my bosses' memos... and even the important things... my videos... my music... ALL GONE! It's like she doesn't recognise me anymore... the warm touch of my fingers on her soft keyboard... a gentle hand on her mouse... AHHH! *throws keyboard back*... YOU'RE NOT THE SAME!... i dun know you anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught TMNT the other day and i was rather disappointed with it actually... maybe its coz of the high expectations of the show seeing that i grew up watching this and transformers (which i hope won't be disappointing)... in any case... the turtles look much slimmer now compared to the cartoon version... plus the foot soldiers aka the foot clan look rather robotic now... oh well... times have passed since the days of shredder... and my memory of raphael was of a sarcastic turtle dude... but he seems to be "more angry" now... oh well... looking forward to transformers... shrek 3 and simpsons then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't played football in quite a while recently... especially last sat when i had to work so i missed training... was really looking forward to today and playing with my mates at work... skies were a lil dark but we still went ahead anyway... my my... when we were playing it was as if we were in Manchester... strong gutsy winds and tiny raindrops kept on coming at us... so much so for once i wasn't sweating... but my game came to a premature end when i treaded over the ball and did my ankle in... very painful indeed... walking is a challenge itself... arghs... means i'm gonna miss training on Sat again... bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly to my friend Adrian: It's not that I don't want to tag your board... i'll do it when i'm at home but i'm hardly online when at home... when i blog its at work... and being where i am... there are a lot of sites that i cannot visit... fortunately blogs aren't one of them... BUT dun know why... ur tagboard doesn't seem to load here... oh yeah... neither do your pics so i can't enjoy them... will periodically check them out when i'm at home k? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-5271497325003359357?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5271497325003359357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=5271497325003359357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5271497325003359357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/5271497325003359357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/03/yeah-yeah-i-know.html' title='Yeah... Yeah I Know...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-9056870558955095938</id><published>2007-03-21T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:01:20.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>Sheffield United manager Neil Warnock has branded Gareth Southgate &lt;strong&gt;'a disgrace'&lt;/strong&gt; after the Boro boss fielded a weakened line-up in the defeat to Manchester City on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'It's a disgrace. I know Gareth's a friend of Stuart Pearce's and they had Manchester United to face,'&lt;/em&gt; Warnock told Sky Sports News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'But it's scandalous and I would love to see them lose their next six games and see how they feel in the last couple, under that sort of pressure.'&lt;br /&gt;'I don't think a club like Boro should disrespect Sheffield United. To not have any of those players playing against City, especially with the way they are playing at the moment, leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;'He's only a young manager but I hope that one day it happens to him and he sees what effect it can have.&lt;br /&gt;'They play West Ham next and Alan Curbishley is another mate of his. He'll probably not bother there, either.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seems like we need to rely on favours to win these days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really felt like a noob (read: newbie) the other day when i was playing mahjong with my friends... It was still "dong feng" (read: east wind) when i did the stunningly outrageous and "zha-hu" (read: they think it's all over but it isn't)... Stanley was "nice" enough to point out my mistake... apparently my "pair of eyes" involved an 8 and a 9... used humour as a way to laugh it off... but i was pissed man! i juz couldn't believe i made a mistake like tat... think lemon tea is ruining my vision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on Saturday... woo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-9056870558955095938?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/9056870558955095938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=9056870558955095938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/9056870558955095938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/9056870558955095938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/03/pretend-i-dont-know.html' title='Pretend I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-6521930197196167606</id><published>2007-03-12T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:43:37.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's tough being a City fan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUWtsz_5zI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LHoqzElDJ1Q/s1600-h/CIMG0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUWtsz_5zI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LHoqzElDJ1Q/s320/CIMG0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040960332290320178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(From left: Ivan, Gary, Gary, Jon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'We threw everything at it - kitchen sink, golf clubs. We emptied the garage and threw it at them but it wasn't enough. At least my garage is tidy.'&lt;/em&gt; - Ian Holloway on Plymouth's attack on Watford's goal during their FA cup clash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City are out of the FA cup... another disappointing season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After procrastinating for so long... i've finally sent in my university application... SIM the location... decided to take off last wednesday so that i could get all of my stuff done up... woke up at a fairly reasonable time (10am) so that could meet Stan to make our way down to the west... basically... everything should have been done by wed but urs truly forgot to bring the originals when at the counter and so i was sent home packing with saturday now the intended return date... returned 3 days later after my football match all sunburned and now my application's done... gotta wait till April when i'll get official word if i've been accepted... pls say a little prayer for me if u read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on my way to the dentist during my off day when this man n woman stopped me by the roadside and handed me a pamphlet... woman then asks me... do u believe in Jesus... i smile and say yes... woman smiles... man then asks if i know that the recent earthquake (there was one by the way if u din know) is one of the signs of Jesus' coming? i say yes i read abt the earthquake... but carefully skirted my way round the other question... man smiles... woman then asks me... wat church do i go to? i tell her Our Lady of Perpetual Succour... AHA!... from smiling turn to straight faced... she then says... "err ok... u just read the pamphlet ok..." and then they walk away... hmmm... interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached the dentist... Literally fell asleep in the waiting area coz he was still dealing with another victim... had to have the receptionist come out from her comfort zone (desk) to actually wake me up... think the sight of my open mouth and half-closed eyes did wonders for the others in the room... anyway... got into the chair and doctor tells me i have 3 cavities... wow... and to think i've been brushing so religiously... spent close to an hr in tat office and left with an aching mouth and a lighter wallet... feel tat 2 of my fillings have come off... oh well... will assess it during my next visit... let's see now... 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been to the movies of late... most recent was with Gary and we watched Just Follow Law... haha... well... wat can i say? 2 garment servants watching a show tat pokes fun at us... happily never after seems like a funny cartoon movie... but reviews for it have been disappointing so dun think i'll take the risk... but one show i'm definately eagerly anticipating is TMNT! i grew up on these shows alrite... along with Transformers and Biker Mice from Mars... haha... wow... nostalgic feeling... The History Boys sounds interesting as well... it being a British film definately influences me... always a sucker for British films...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally... a couple of pics of my God-nephew... why i can be God-uncle? coz my sister is the God-mother tats why... AHA! anyway... so cute la he... Name's Lucas... he has one of the funniest parents i know so he's in relatively good hands... for the moment of course... till he meets his God-uncle... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUoWcz_50I/AAAAAAAAAAs/68vDlAgla_0/s1600-h/DSCF1136m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUoWcz_50I/AAAAAAAAAAs/68vDlAgla_0/s320/DSCF1136m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040979724067661634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUog8z_51I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fuy4U8Xn4ZQ/s1600-h/DSCF1139m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUog8z_51I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fuy4U8Xn4ZQ/s320/DSCF1139m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040979904456288082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-6521930197196167606?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6521930197196167606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=6521930197196167606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6521930197196167606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/6521930197196167606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-tough-being-city-fan.html' title='It&apos;s tough being a City fan...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RfUWtsz_5zI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LHoqzElDJ1Q/s72-c/CIMG0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-3003769696593441141</id><published>2007-03-06T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:39:13.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch me sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RezacTZqpXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zf5adFw7F4/s1600-h/Pics+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RezacTZqpXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zf5adFw7F4/s320/Pics+240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038642262899860850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Late nights at the office&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better&lt;br /&gt;We knew problems would suffice&lt;br /&gt;Now it's no laughing matter&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been staying late in the office for the whole of last week... in fact... i even stayed overnite there during one of those days... well... ain't my first time anyway so nothing special... it was one of those busy periods in the work calendar again and as usual... all the NSFs in my department would have to work late during this period... when i say late i mean till midnite where buses and trains aren't an option... cabs home are the way to go... they said we could claim for it but i've yet to receive my claims and so... as usual... i'm broke... the routine's all too familiar now... work... home... work... home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm happy that you're doing well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be very tense during occasions... like when i'm abt to play a match or abt to go for an interview... well... i have a plan... a plan to temporarily make all tat tenseness go away... well... at least for that occasion or so... but first... i'll need a canister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this mad idea to wear bicycle shorts under my shorts when i play football next time... then can look like Arjen Robben siaz... of course he's wearing thigh guards which i'm well aware of... but bicycle shorts seem like the poorer man's solution... well... if can't play like him then can at least look like him rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to take a day off... first order of business? get my university application done... i've been dragging this for a good month or so already and if i drag it any further the application date would be closed... thanks to my dear mother... half of her friends and relatives already think i'm in the course... would upset my mother a great deal if i do not enter this course... oh well... better butter my lips then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody cares... Daylight savings for the UK is on 25th March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-3003769696593441141?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3003769696593441141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=3003769696593441141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3003769696593441141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/3003769696593441141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/03/watch-me-sleep.html' title='Watch me sleep'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/RezacTZqpXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zf5adFw7F4/s72-c/Pics+240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-4200820313787664264</id><published>2007-02-22T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:02:27.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Damn Gary(s)...&lt;br /&gt;One keep on playing Westlife...&lt;br /&gt;Another Backstreet Boys...&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for me...&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY YEAH...&lt;br /&gt;ROCK YOUR BODY YEAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series to watch : Heroes...&lt;br /&gt;Wed 9pm or 1am Starworld...&lt;br /&gt;Simply can't get enough of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiredness fuels empty thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find myself exposed...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got beaten by the better man at foosball...&lt;br /&gt;But then he lost the plot on the pool table...&lt;br /&gt;Call it even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by macs the other day and ordered a meal... after ordering finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cashier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Are u member sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cashier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: $7.05 sir. &lt;em&gt;*goes to take food and returns to put in bag*&lt;/em&gt; are u member sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*looking dazed*&lt;/em&gt; Err... no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cashier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*another customer calls cashier* *cashier proceeds to get order for other customer then comes back to me*&lt;/em&gt; $7.05 sir are u member?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*wide-eyed*&lt;/em&gt; noooo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cashier is distracted again by customer before can take my money.&lt;br /&gt;Floor manager notices me standing there with $10 bill and decides to take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manager&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: $7.05 sir. Are u a member sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*can't help but smile*&lt;/em&gt; i'm really not a member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manager&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Sorry sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*shake head*&lt;/em&gt; nuthing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;People don't take me seriously...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train to work...&lt;br /&gt;4th day of Chinese New Year...&lt;br /&gt;Something i've not come to see in a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;AN EMPTY SEAT!&lt;br /&gt;oh the life of the early office worker... cheap thrills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day from my colleague Gary...&lt;br /&gt;"The other day i see a bee of swarms just bee towards an old aunty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-4200820313787664264?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4200820313787664264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=4200820313787664264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/4200820313787664264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/4200820313787664264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired-thoughts.html' title='Tired Thoughts'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-117126845446077853</id><published>2007-02-12T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:20:54.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't you do sumthin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/1600/18310/Jon%20Bloody%20Sock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/320/406128/Jon%20Bloody%20Sock.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(pls click on the photo if unable to see) &lt;--- What's wrong with the damn blogger?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i take my game too seriously...&lt;br /&gt;A bloody sock for my troubles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 9th 2007...&lt;br /&gt;What a night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague Gary is trying to kill all of us...&lt;br /&gt;He brought Westlife and Backstreet Boys CDs to work today...&lt;br /&gt;Blasting them thru the airwaves...&lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps all over...&lt;br /&gt;"DUN FIGHT IT JON! JUST LET IT GO!"&lt;br /&gt;My mana is depleting by the second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked this off Soccernet.com... Fabio Capello (Real Madrid Coach) was being interviewed after their 2-1 win over Real Sociedad... David Beckham who had previously been frozen out of the team by Capello was given a rare start... and he marked his return by scoring one of the goals... this is what Mr Capello had to say after the game... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'As I said before, the mark of an intelligent person is one who knows how to rectify his mistakes.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide for yourself what he means here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My game on Saturday ended prematurely... had to leave the field before the game ended because i felt a pull in both my thighs... was rather disappointed in myself cause it just shows how bad my fitness is these days... looks like i've got a long way to go... On a good note... YK's back n will be playing with us soon... at least i'll have another familiar face other than Stan in the team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sis... just received the package from Meina... thanks again... they look stunning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-117126845446077853?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/117126845446077853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=117126845446077853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/117126845446077853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/117126845446077853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-dont-you-do-sumthin.html' title='Why don&apos;t you do sumthin...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-117083516698438619</id><published>2007-02-07T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:26:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental! Mental!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/1600/657273/Jon%20%28edited%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/320/160524/Jon%20%28edited%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ya like my afro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand vs Singapore... wat a match... out from nowhere... Mr Khairul Amri scores the equaliser that silences the whole of Thailand... watched the match with my dad... father n son in front of a tv rooting for our homeland... Thailand kept on coming at us and with better finishing could have been out of sight by the first half... in EPL terms... Thailand was Arsenal with their silky skills and attacking football... whereas we were like Everton... always looking to hit them on the break and put 9 men behind the ball when defending... 1-1 the final score and the cup was ours... joy n jubilation... the Singapore team's on the up! Watch out for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist them any longer...&lt;br /&gt;just leave it mate...&lt;br /&gt;it's not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;think of the cholesterol...&lt;br /&gt;willpower! willpower!&lt;br /&gt;was not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;i was defeated...&lt;br /&gt;a whole plate of cockles for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;itchy skin was my reward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's torture being a city fan...&lt;br /&gt;losing at home again...&lt;br /&gt;we're 15th now...&lt;br /&gt;dreams of europe slowing fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other unrelated news, after initial trials with the club, Ostkiefer FC have finally come to a decision to sign Jon on a free transfer. Not much is known about Jon except that he hails from the amateur leagues of street football. After years of obscurity, he was spotted by a scout at a recent game. In his own words, "The boy's rubbish. He can't pass, can't dribble, can't shoot, can't pass, no technique at all, can't head, can't pass, can't run, can't sprint, his fitness is terrible, can't pass, ain't got skills, he's weak, and did i mention he can't pass?! BUT! if there's something this boy can do then it's dive! He'll easily win for us 10 maybe 20 penalties a season." Details of his contract have not been disclosed but rumour is he won't be paid anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice to the very little amt of pple who actually read my blog... pls boycott JUICE magazine... my colleague ivan n i have agreed that it's really just a crap mag... i really wonder how much effort actually goes into each issue... want to know wat i mean? just pick up a copy... no wait... it really isn't worth it at all... so dun bother... just take my word on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The day i dread most... i'm up for staff appraisal again so basically will have to complete a form and be graded by my superior... why i dread it? well... i'm sure the lot of u actually know wat kind of relationship my boss n i have and well... basically it's anything but fruitty... time to kiss ass jon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of a real phone... &lt;br /&gt;camera function? - nowhere near...&lt;br /&gt;infra-red? - nope... &lt;br /&gt;bluetooth? - dun have tat either... &lt;br /&gt;mp3 capabilities? - u got to be kidding...&lt;br /&gt;video player? - no no no...&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately i happen to own one of these real phones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague Jonathan can sing "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" from The Darkness flawlessly... it juz blew me away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not seen a blog from my blogmate in ages...&lt;br /&gt;Are you still alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-117083516698438619?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/117083516698438619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=117083516698438619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/117083516698438619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/117083516698438619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/02/mental-mental.html' title='Mental! Mental!'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116972233729862358</id><published>2007-01-25T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T08:57:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Rumours</title><content type='html'>Dilbert: I'm the victim of an ugly rumour at work.&lt;br /&gt;Dogbert: Wait... Are you saying that the rumour is ugly or that the rumour is that you're ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Dilbert: I mean that the rumour itself is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Dogbert: Well then, I have more bad news for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... after so many delays... we've finally played street football today at work! woohoo! man oh man... the weather has always been coming in the way and it looked like it was gonna be that way again in the morning... step out of house already downpour... but fortunately the weather cleared up towards lunch time and we had a good game of "u kick me, i kick u"... court was a bit wet but the good thing is that it was cool weather which is juz perfect... quite a few unfamiliar faces today as well but hey... i'm game... see u next thurs guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary with his on the spot humour again...&lt;br /&gt;Always providing us with the laughs...&lt;br /&gt;Talk about staff welfare... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for him... i might even give him a special guest column on this blog soon... or in his own words... like mia lee every friday in the new paper... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I have a rather weird e-mailing system... she uses her hotmail account and e-mails my office account but it always gets rejected... tat's strange considering my other friends e-mail me with their hotmail account and they come thru to my work account... so she instead forwards it to my yahoo account which i can't access here in office coz they blocked us from accessing other e-mail accounts other than the work one... and so i read her e-mail on my yahoo account when i'm at home but i dun reply her there and then coz i dun like to respond to e-mails while i'm at home... and so i forward the e-mail from her in my yahoo account to my work account and respond to her while i'm at work... she'll receive it in her hotmail account and the vicious cycle continues... now... isn't e-mail supposed to be quick and easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be joining Stan's team for football training and matches every Saturday morning... never really been part of any serious team other than the "feel like playing then we form a team kind of thing" so my morale at the moment is quite high... even managed to rope in my pal YK to join us which is a good thing coz i now have 2 pple i know playing alongside me... in his own words... "Zidane has come out of retirement..." haha... Asked KA as well but he couldn't commit his Saturday mornings... anyway... he'll probably end up fighting half the opposing team in the 1st half and the substitutes from the opposing team by the time the match ends... coz he's already been sent off so he can only aggrevate their subs... oh trust me... i have friends like tat... ivan wants to play as well but as soon as he heard saturday mornings he say can't coz got water polo training... WATER POLO?! u talk abt arsenal all day but u'd rather play WATER POLO?! haiz... looks like we'll never play together then... on a side note i did ask my colleague gary whether he wanted to play for the team but in the end nothing materialised coz he had superstar demands... requesting a team bus and a team hotel before a match... as well as an "all pasta and salad diet" before matches... anyway... we were willing to give it all to him coz he indeed is a superstar... but in his press release... this is wat he said... quote "in football, you never say never. Although the terms are very attractive from the Fishermen FC, my agent has just informed me of other offers from Crisps Rovers, Farmercists Wellington and the Bukit Panjang Wholesale Centre Sunday Football League Team." unquote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116972233729862358?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116972233729862358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116972233729862358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116972233729862358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116972233729862358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugly-rumours.html' title='Ugly Rumours'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116954321803083679</id><published>2007-01-23T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:06:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Harvey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/1600/632280/DSC00342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/320/348899/DSC00342.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just a ghost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos little by little&lt;br /&gt;We gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;You ever dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&lt;br /&gt;The wheels of your life&lt;br /&gt;Have slowly fallen off&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&lt;br /&gt;You have to give it all in all your life&lt;br /&gt;And all the time I just ask myself why&lt;br /&gt;You're really here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Oasis - Little By Little )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we speak...&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice little dinner at Chat Masala with my family coz it was my dearest mother's birthday dinner... dad n i ordered a few dishes off the menu as mum din bring her glasses so she couldn't see very well... imagine her surprise when i told her how much 1 dish was... been a long time since i last had chicken tikka with the last being with my sis in the UK so obviously i was craving for some back home... the one at the restaurant wasn't bad... but din do enough to excite the senses... on the prowl for another one then... anyway... her real birthday's today so happy birthday mum... highly doubt u'll read this but... well... no buts really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon messaged me yesterday asking whether i'd be interested to watch Singapore vs Malaysia... hey... why not man? It's gonna be massive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my friends understand the CONCEPT of having dinner together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you now&lt;br /&gt;You would never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akon's famous words from his song juz keep coming back to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116954321803083679?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116954321803083679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116954321803083679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116954321803083679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116954321803083679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-call-me-harvey.html' title='Just call me Harvey...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116902064084819213</id><published>2007-01-17T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:57:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ends Tonight and Wires</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your subtleties&lt;br /&gt;They strangle me&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;And all the wants&lt;br /&gt;And all the needs&lt;br /&gt;All I don't want to need at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A falling star&lt;br /&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;You're finding things that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my own side&lt;br /&gt;It's better than being on your side&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault when you're blind&lt;br /&gt;It's better that I see it through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;br /&gt;Now you're the first to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Insight&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( All American Rejects - It Ends Tonight )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear just got crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of times when i'm watching football and sometimes there's an incident which prompts the commentator Andy Gray to say "6 and 1, half dozen the other"... i've always wondered... wat does it mean? and why is it said like tat? care to explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bought Athlete's album Tourist... The album was released in 2005 but only decided to take a chance n buy the album now... Basically the reason why i bought it was simply coz they have one of my all time favourite songs in it titled Wires... the song is juz so beautiful it makes u wanna listen to it over and over again... the song was written by lead singer Joel Potts and it's about his daughter who was born prematurely... looking at the lyrics... it juz all comes together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got wires, goin in&lt;br /&gt;You got wires, comin out of your skin&lt;br /&gt;You got tears&lt;br /&gt;Making tracks&lt;br /&gt;I got tears&lt;br /&gt;That are scared of the facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running down corridors&lt;br /&gt;Through automatic doors&lt;br /&gt;Got to get to you&lt;br /&gt;Got to see this through&lt;br /&gt;I see hope is here in a plastic box&lt;br /&gt;I've seen christmas lights reflect in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got wires, goin in&lt;br /&gt;You got wires, comin out of your skin&lt;br /&gt;There's dry blood on your wrist&lt;br /&gt;Your dry blood on my fingertip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running down corridors&lt;br /&gt;Through automatic doors&lt;br /&gt;Got to get to you&lt;br /&gt;Got to see this through&lt;br /&gt;First night of your life&lt;br /&gt;Curled up on your own&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you now&lt;br /&gt;You would never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running down corridors&lt;br /&gt;Through automatic doors&lt;br /&gt;Got to get to you&lt;br /&gt;Got to see this through&lt;br /&gt;I see hope is here in a plastic box&lt;br /&gt;I've seen christmas lights reflect in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down corridors&lt;br /&gt;Through automatic doors&lt;br /&gt;Got to get to you&lt;br /&gt;Got to see this through&lt;br /&gt;First night of your life&lt;br /&gt;Curled up on your own&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you now&lt;br /&gt;You would never know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Athlete - Wires )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116902064084819213?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116902064084819213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116902064084819213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116902064084819213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116902064084819213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-ends-tonight-and-wires.html' title='It Ends Tonight and Wires'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116850874187891002</id><published>2007-01-11T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:45:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Crisps&lt;br /&gt;Crypt&lt;br /&gt;Grasp&lt;br /&gt;Gaps&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;Rapberry&lt;br /&gt;I've found ur kryptonite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a typical day... juz like any other day... 9.30am... breakfast with my colleagues down at the canteen... walked up to the drinks stall with my colleague ivan... arghs... no can of lemon tea up on display for my fingers to pick up... i need my fix early in the morning... the apple tea and peach tea weren't tat appealing today... ahhh... wat's tat i see from the corner of my eye? a whole carton of lemon tea juz waiting to be stocked up... "xiao di yao her se mo?" the auntie asks... lemon tea pls... looking for the right amt of coins from my wallet... the auntie tells me to take it from the display... there isn't any on the display i reply in broken mandarin... her response?... "mei you jiu si mei you le"... my finger comes up from my side pointing to the carton... "aiyah na ge... ru guo qian mian mei you jiu si mei you la" she rudely tells me... i turn towards ivan... he gives me a shrug of the shoulders... "bu ke yi na yi guan gei wo meh? zhai ni ho mian" i ask the auntie in halting mandarin... "na qi ta de la.. wo sian zhai mei you kong" she replies agitatedly... MY GOD WOMAN! IT'S JUST BEHIND YOU! OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES!... of course i din say tat but the point is we've been standing here having a mini conversation for the past 30 seconds n u tell me mei you kong?... dammit! u even tell me mei you le... these canteen aunties have juz too much power... they rule with an iron fist... now wat was the poor boy to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mid-season monsoon break was over... the players were eager to play again after such a long break away from the game... the teams were set... the players ready... but then... it juz had to happen... a heavy downpour rained down on the court... looked to the heavens... it din seem like relenting... the referee came out to inspect the conditions... in best interest of the players' safety the match was called off... groans were heard... the players weren't happy... Admin FC midfielder Desmond was downcast but said he'd be ready when the weather's ready... AC POD's Chinese defender Weilun expressed his disappointment in halting english by saying, "I ready to kick but rain. Next time hope the rain better."... French striker Gary added, "zee.. wat's zee wrong with zee weather? inz zee country it tees always raining u zee... from zee where i come fromz it zee always sunnies..." Defender Jon was unavailable for comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Stranger Than Fiction over the weekend... Well... i must say tat the movie was indeed strange... It's abt how this man Harold has this very boring routine life and he can hear "voices" in his head... the voice in fact comes from an author and she's narrating his life for her new book which she has not completed yet... and guess wat? she has to kill him in her book... Harold finds out abt it from her narration and tries to stop his imminent death by finding how whose voice it is he's hearing and find her... anyway... towards the end... author and title character from novel come face to face and that already became very strange because it showed that Harold is real... point being... if u went into the cinema not expecting anything it'd be better... coz the story got very strange and fictatious... despite all tat... i particularly liked it to be honest... movie was light-heartedly funny and warm at the same time... the author who was played by Emma Thompson from Love Actually played the role without any makeup... not bad for someone who turns 48 this yr... Will Farrell is known for his comedic roles... but he played the role of Harold very well... Think if I had to choose this or Night at the Museum... I'd pick Stranger Than Fiction... Now on to The Queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams... do they mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you... does it mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship with Boss is getting worser by the day...&lt;br /&gt;Just when u think worser was as bad as it could get...&lt;br /&gt;It just became worserest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the desert... will i find my way home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116850874187891002?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116850874187891002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116850874187891002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116850874187891002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116850874187891002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/01/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116788251178602911</id><published>2007-01-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:48:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear, my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you, dear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Run - Snow Patrol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great new yr's eve&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister... haven't you heard of saving the best for last? haha... anyway... thank you again for buying the shoes... do let me know if there's anything over here in sunny Singapore you would like... chilli crabs la... durian la... jay chou cd la... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a movie out now titled The Queen which looks rather interesting... well... at least to me... the year's 1997 and it's the death of Princess Diana... the movie shows how HM Queen Elizabeth and PM Tony Blair actually handle the situation... now it's not the actual people in the film but actors playing them... it's sorta like a dramedy... combining the tragedy and drama of her untimely death with the elements of typical British comedy sprinkled into it... unfortunately... in my view... i dun think any my friends would enjoy this one... hmmm... oh well... tat's life... the movie buff in me is slowly fading away... dying with each movie i miss... maybe someone will wanna watch Stranger Than Fiction with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini woohoo... Man City's in the top half now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much "excitment" in 2006&lt;br /&gt;let's have less of that in 2007 please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an 18 yr old music lover&lt;br /&gt;Locked in a malnourished 16 yr old body&lt;br /&gt;Eyebags only a 40 yr old mother of four would have&lt;br /&gt;Lungs of an 80 yr old man smoking his pipe in China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will...&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away...&lt;br /&gt;Just end my thrill...&lt;br /&gt;Now come what may...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I’m just standin' there, I can’t say a word &lt;br /&gt;'Cause everythin’s just gone &lt;br /&gt;I’ve got nothin' &lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116788251178602911?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116788251178602911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116788251178602911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116788251178602911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116788251178602911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2007/01/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116730000082589645</id><published>2006-12-28T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:00:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rain is relentless!</title><content type='html'>Will it ever stop pouring? For as long as i can remember the weather has been "bloody fantastic"... rain rain rain... dammit! where did the sun go? I meet people from other floors all asking me the same question... "eh jon... how come these past few days never play football? play leh..." basket... do u even have a window? gave the corny reason that we follow spanish league and tat now is winter break... figured it'd be 10 times nicer a explanation than the original one in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling rather depressed of late... dun know why myself either... ahhh... i'm always depressed... could possibly be the weather... plus not much of this December has been festive for me... November seemed more festive to me when I was with my dearest sister... but this month has juz been abysmal... rain... falling ill... broke... even the office doesn't have the same atmosphere anymore... december's sad... looks like the forecast for next yr as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 12th can't come sooner... Living on a meagre allowance given to me by the government juz isn't enough... don't u know how much things cost these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends are underrated...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Ivan and Gerald... thanks for everything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, a very belated Merry Christmas and Happy Boxing Day to u sis...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116730000082589645?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116730000082589645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116730000082589645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116730000082589645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116730000082589645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/rain-is-relentless.html' title='The rain is relentless!'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116643300982891018</id><published>2006-12-18T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:30:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOXING THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/1600/859079/cadowboxing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/231/410/400/680617/cadowboxing.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116643300982891018?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116643300982891018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116643300982891018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116643300982891018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116643300982891018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/boxing-shit-out-of-you.html' title='BOXING THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116599568332300970</id><published>2006-12-13T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:45:14.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I can't escape this hell&lt;br /&gt;So many times i've tried&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still caged inside&lt;br /&gt;Somebody get me through this nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I can't control myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Three Days Grace - Animal I Have Become )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening... there i was... loud n proud in my City jersey with Mr Tay in his gooners top... we were right smack in the middle of the "AWAY" section of the pub for the derby match between United n City... unsurprisingly... we were the only ones in that section... One Ang Moh was so fascinated with us (could be coz a City n Arsenal fan were sitting together) tat he took our picture... back to the match n it wasn't to be for my beloved team... United absolutely humbled City... Already down 1-0 so early in the game City still din offer much to really get back into the game... yes they pulled one back to make it 2-1... but tat 2nd goal was never gonna come n United instead scored a 3rd and it was curtains for City... the gulf in class all over the park was evident... from defence to attack... we're juz not good enough... although i still harbour dreams of europe... it looks increasingly harder by the day with the current core of players available... Ivan n I stayed on for the 2nd match which featured Tottenham and Charlton... Ivan was hoping for a Charlton win as Arsenal and Tottenham are rivals... but again it wasn't to be as Tottenham whipped Charlton 5-1... in Ivan's words... it was a bad jersey day... to add to our misery... the taunting we suffered from the United fans was humiliating... ahhh... xing thia ka beh see ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with a few familiar faces on Sunday... Arun was back in Singapore after over 10 months for a short visit and "the group" met up for some high tea... or beer... anyway... it was good to see him again after so long... we used to hangout a lot during our poly days but kinda drifted apart during the latter stages... but still... it was good to catch up with him and the rest who i myself haven't seen in ages either... even Woan Ni was there... was really like reunion sia... brought back a sense of nostalgia... oh memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone had a nose job&lt;br /&gt;how "interesting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116599568332300970?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116599568332300970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116599568332300970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116599568332300970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116599568332300970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116548551258382119</id><published>2006-12-07T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T17:58:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in a moment</title><content type='html'>Are you ready! The Manchester derby occurs this saturday at Old Trafford... The red devils will definately go into this game brimming with confidence after their win against Benfica... plus the fact they're the favourites anyway... The blue half on the other hand juz had a disappointing home draw against a Watford side that always looked like snatching victory... City's away form has been atrocious this season and it doesn't look like improving with a visit to the form team of the EPL... although i'll be cheering my lungs out of City... unless the reds have a super off day and the blue half turn up the heat... then i dun see City going away with anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basket... u dare say this derby won't be exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a disciplinary talk today at the office... nothing happened... a new disciplinary team has taken over from the old one and so they're juz introducing themselves... then juz the usual talk abt how ur hair should be neat la... not coloured la... not have any piercings la... blah blah... was half falling asleep when he was saying the same old stuff i heard b4 at tracom when suddenly the head dropped the bomb on all of us... apparently according to senior management... our standard of discipline has been declining &lt;strong&gt;(really?)&lt;/strong&gt; and that soon we will have a turnout n bearing session... meaning in full uniform come either once a week or once a month for inspection... hopefully it's the latter... i really hate wearing the uniform... dun ask y... i juz do... the crowd din really know how to react... some shook their heads while others gave the eyes... according to the head... they already had planned for this for quite some time already so we shouldn't be surprised... well... let's hope they continue planning this till June when i ORD so i wun have to do this then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice little chat with my colleague Gary today... he asked me the very simple question of wat is system roll... u know... TOTO system roll? yes well... i casually explained to him tat when u buy system roll... u're guaranteed one number when the draw is made... as in... when u're buying ur numbers that time right... juz pick one number less and shade the system roll box... it'll cost u more to buy system roll but like i said... u're guaranteed one of the numbers tat'll come out during the draw...&lt;br /&gt;his response... "but how will they know wat number i want?"&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;tat left me juz speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116548551258382119?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116548551258382119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116548551258382119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116548551258382119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116548551258382119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/stuck-in-moment.html' title='Stuck in a moment'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116539721669212421</id><published>2006-12-06T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:26:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Times... oh happy times</title><content type='html'>Happy Times... oh happy times... Whose Line Is It Anyway were in town and their show was simply brilliant... i couldn't stop laughing... man i'm juz a sucker when it comes to these guys... this is like the 3rd time i'm watching them here in Singapore already and it always gets better... tickets were relatively cheaper this time round... hmmm... maybe its a loyalty discount... ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Times... oh happy times... my best friend ivan got himself high after havin a little too much to drink at the show... but i must applaude bar none... they do make nice long island tea... makes u wanna drink more... in fact... this is the best long island i've ever had... prob coz all the others i had were shite... my old fashioned wasn't tat powerful... my my... ivan always seems so much happier with alcohol... and louder too... was having trouble tryin to contain a big oaf like him... but then again... he ain't heavy... he my brother... ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Times... oh happy times... my darling sis is enjoying herself in the nice cool weather of England... and she's not alone in it... haha... wat i meant sis was the other photos... only got the 3 u mailed me... where's the rest? anywayz... if u're able to this time... do send me a photo of demi (dun know how to spell his name) so tat can show all ur good friends here how he looks like... and to mine as well... ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Times... oh happy times... I just passed my IPPT today... to all those guys who train in the gym 3 times a week... to all those who thought i wouldn't stand a chance... eat tat suckers... i'm living proof that it can be done... but the results i got this time round were much poorer than back when i was still in training command... but heck! i'm over the moon boy! who would have thought playing ps2 and drinking lemon tea all day would have made this scrawny kid pass 1st time round? ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Times... oh happy times... payday is coming... come the stroke of midnite this tuesday... every NSF across the land will rise... rise to the ATMs at least... along with it the impending date for the deluxe showdown to prove once and for all... after all the thrash talking... who's the best... ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116539721669212421?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116539721669212421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116539721669212421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116539721669212421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116539721669212421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-times-oh-happy-times.html' title='Happy Times... oh happy times'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116494270971736381</id><published>2006-12-01T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T11:14:04.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>Is it getting better&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now &lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you &lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to &lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Well we &lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love the higher law&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to &lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One...life&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( U2 - One )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday mood holiday mood... oh how i'm in a holiday mood... but it's work as usual for me... mundane mundane... feel so lifeless... or as my colleague gary puts it... the body's here but the soul isn't... i juz want to be anywhere but here... my rapport with the boss hasn't gotten any better... he practically does his and i do mine... KA &amp; YK aren't here to spice up my life anymore either... oh it's beginning to look a lot like christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My IPPT is abt 5 days away… and i've not even started training... oh man... I really have the misconception I’m a natural born athlete… well… come 5 days… a miracle will be born… come on... wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“harlo friend”… WOH WOH WOH… WOH… Hold it Hold it… another round of WOHs… WOH a hundred times… wat did u call me? Now I’m ur friend?&lt;br /&gt;After months of jonathans and ermmms I’ve graduated to friend? Bloody hell… dun call me tat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gawd… Whose line is it anyway is here! In Singapore! TOMORROW! Stop Shouting! Had the bloodiest shock of me life when I flipped open the new paper… saw a pic of the guys and I juz flipped… triple back somersault cartwheel half pike together with a 10 point landing… I couldn’t believe my eyes… suddenly felt this rush of adrenaline… and I haven’t even drunk lemon tea yet… I was so excited… like the poor farm boy who made his first dollar… but then… juz as fast as it came… it left me with a “yeah… I know… I’m going tomorrow… u din know they’re here?”………………………… well… tat lasted abt 5 mins… some blood rush eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tension of opposites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn’t. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the numbers fall,&lt;br /&gt;It looks like another crappy december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Jill... where are they???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116494270971736381?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116494270971736381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116494270971736381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116494270971736381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116494270971736381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116488154510778949</id><published>2006-11-30T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:12:25.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!"&lt;/em&gt;- Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116488154510778949?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116488154510778949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116488154510778949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116488154510778949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116488154510778949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/11/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116356160419252918</id><published>2006-11-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:33:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Little Bit...</title><content type='html'>wow, do i feel ancient! my dear o'blogmate has changed the header in our site and i didn't even notice that! just kidding bro. still luv it! pardon me for missing out on this page for so long. been busy with phantom. your tickets rem??? no matter what, i'll definitely try to get a pair for your folks back home but none for you though - cos they would appreciate it more than you do! haha! tickets are selling like hot cakes and trust me, it will be a magnificent spectacle, a great love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awaiting your arrival back home bloggy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116356160419252918?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116356160419252918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116356160419252918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116356160419252918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116356160419252918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-little-bit.html' title='Just A Little Bit...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116288096528982903</id><published>2006-11-07T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:29:25.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Crazy</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!! I'm gonna be watching my beloved Manchester City live at the CoMS. According to the fixture list... it's gonna be City vs Fulham. Hmmm... a nervy encounter to say the least... Chris Coleman's side have done well this season so I'll be hoping they dun spring any surprises and play like how they usually play away from home last season. Thanks a lot sis for the ticket! Will reward u with some brand new plastic shuttlecocks! hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing our weekly soccer game here at work for quite some time now so i'm rather bummed that i'll be missing out on 2 weeks of action when i'm away. A solid group of NSFs and execs have made it exciting stuff at times. Although we usually play playground style, no matter wat team u get u're bound to get a battle. KA and YK (both of whom will be ORD-ing) the upper-half men, Mr Keng for his deadly finishing with either foot, Gary1 running the flank with his "catch n shoot" method, Mike bringing his thai skills along with him, Lawrence with his frank lampard kind of shots, Alvin n Gary2 with their Boumsong and Bramble defensive partnership and lastly, me for my defensive work, "Joey Barton style". But of course, the game wouldn't be tat competitive if not for the older men. The exec ball winners Lin Teck and Sunny... chasing after every ball ala Stevie G and Scott Parker...&lt;br /&gt;A few other guys have heard of us and will be coming into the side this week to add to the competitiveness... u want some? Come get some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Lemon Tea for 2 weeks... will i die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know u're a terrible player when already u're the only one left who's warming the bench...&lt;br /&gt;and the coach sends in the bench instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116288096528982903?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116288096528982903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116288096528982903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116288096528982903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116288096528982903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/11/football-crazy.html' title='Football Crazy'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116254181305135269</id><published>2006-11-03T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:16:53.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Boss Index&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations with The Boss have nosedived further after another round of "dead-panned" expressions. With this, the index has experienced a slight drop of 6 points. It has now been 3 months with the index continuing to tumble and the forecast for next week isn't good as well. &lt;br /&gt;The current index now stands at -77 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will mark the official last day of YK. My dear friend here will be setting off for greener pastures as his NS term finally comes to an end. After those countless sessions of verbal jousting, power breakfasts, even more powerful lunches, football "i kick u, u kick me" sessions, it'll be sad to see u go. Another one leaves the family. First JT, now you. We'll miss u man. Come back play soccer whenever u can yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog somemore when I have the inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;For now, stay cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116254181305135269?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116254181305135269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116254181305135269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116254181305135269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116254181305135269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/11/office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-116105320981319628</id><published>2006-10-17T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:46:49.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody knows</title><content type='html'>all out of love. brazil. coldplay. depp. everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. fix you. gloria jeans. hum. imagine me &amp; you. jb. kings. love actually. mints lying around. november. october. pictures. quarrels. religion. sheesha. tulips. u. valentine. work. x-box. yellow. zouk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no i dun want to apply for your gift card so stop asking me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-116105320981319628?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/116105320981319628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=116105320981319628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116105320981319628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/116105320981319628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/10/nobody-knows.html' title='nobody knows'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-115868137788197196</id><published>2006-09-19T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:58:41.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Look At Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No one ever saw me like you do&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I could up to&lt;br /&gt;I never knew just what a smile was worth&lt;br /&gt;But your eyes say everything without a single word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could freeze some moment in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Be the second that you touch your lips to mine&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to stop the clock, make time stand still&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, this is just the way I always wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how or why I feel different in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All I know is it happens everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Christian Bautista - The Way You Look At Me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-115868137788197196?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115868137788197196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=115868137788197196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115868137788197196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115868137788197196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/09/way-you-look-at-me.html' title='The Way You Look At Me'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-115570289459817817</id><published>2006-08-16T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:34:55.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we just chasing cars?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;We'll do it all &lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;br /&gt;On our own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need &lt;br /&gt;Anything &lt;br /&gt;Or anyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know &lt;br /&gt;How to say &lt;br /&gt;How I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words &lt;br /&gt;Are said too much &lt;br /&gt;They're not enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time &lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars &lt;br /&gt;Around our heads &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace &lt;br /&gt;To remind me &lt;br /&gt;To find my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am &lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was &lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where &lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well &lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months since I last wrong anything... been a long time...&lt;br /&gt;Work's been busy... getting tired more easily too...&lt;br /&gt;Not been heading out much either...&lt;br /&gt;Been speaking less to my sister these days... office e-mail's kinda banned hotmail you see...&lt;br /&gt;Anti-social's my middle name...&lt;br /&gt;The New Paper's my only window to the outside world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never close shop!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-115570289459817817?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115570289459817817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=115570289459817817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115570289459817817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115570289459817817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-we-just-chasing-cars.html' title='Are we just chasing cars?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-115514399782182045</id><published>2006-08-10T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:19:57.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think It's Time</title><content type='html'>Think it's time to shut off this space. Shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-115514399782182045?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115514399782182045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=115514399782182045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115514399782182045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115514399782182045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/08/think-its-time.html' title='Think It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-115021640833457356</id><published>2006-06-14T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:33:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumour Has It</title><content type='html'>Rumour Has It that...&lt;br /&gt;1. Brazil will not win the World Cup title. Place your bets on Argentina&lt;br /&gt;2. There has been a climatic change on this tiny island of Sing&lt;br /&gt;3. This blog site will no longer be in existence&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm on the verge of calling it quits at work&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm friendless, loveless, lifeless&lt;br /&gt;Haven't submitted my entry for the longest time, shit, I've lost count myself. The next couple of months are gonna be a hell of a nightmare. I've already signed up for a full beauty rejuvenation package at Spa Esprit to be frank. I'm officially starting the countdown to Gerald's D-Day (17th September). Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends, I'd only be contactable after 19th September. Do not attempt any earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-115021640833457356?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115021640833457356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=115021640833457356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115021640833457356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/115021640833457356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/06/rumour-has-it.html' title='Rumour Has It'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114542052348083263</id><published>2006-04-19T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:22:03.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is K27 &amp; K28?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When you come back down&lt;br /&gt;If you land on your feet&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find a way to make it back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to be alone with what you're going through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Come Back Down - Lifehouse )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started reading the Count of monte cristo again… guess it’s one of those classics which u juz can’t put down... how dantes was betrayed… how revenge is so sweet… how he rises from the “dead”… all the ingredients to make a classic book… my dad loves to read… he loves it so much tat I would even dare say he cud open a library if he wanted to… books on religion… motivational books… suspense thrillers… they juz fill the shelves… but I’ve not read a single one of them to be honest… maybe it’s coz I dun have the patience to actually finish a book… I had actually borrowed a LOTR book from my friend to read but ended re-watching the movies all over again… oh pls tell me there are other pple out there juz like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most wasted of all days is one without laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;E. E. Cummings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley n Joanna… So happy for the both of u… May u two have a great relationship filled with joy and laughter…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent to me my dearest father thru SMS…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning Hokkien is easy as ABC.&lt;br /&gt;Children is kina kia&lt;br /&gt;Bird is chiao kia&lt;br /&gt;Korean car is kia&lt;br /&gt;Give birth is seh kia&lt;br /&gt;Furniture is ikia&lt;br /&gt;Police is mata kia&lt;br /&gt;Small house is chu kia&lt;br /&gt;Handphone is nokia&lt;br /&gt;I am Hokkien kia&lt;br /&gt;Malay is huan kia&lt;br /&gt;Hindu is kit leng kia&lt;br /&gt;Kuai lou is ang mo kia&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is tng lang kia&lt;br /&gt;Japanese is jit pun kia&lt;br /&gt;Bad guy is pai kia&lt;br /&gt;Good guy is ho kia&lt;br /&gt;Person who read this is gong kia&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh, you are siow kia&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes… I was shocked too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Operator! Give me the number for 911!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Homer Simpson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out with Terisa on sunday n we went to watch this movie entitled Mandalay. They din sell tickets at the box office for this coz it was part of the International Film Festival. Only one screening time and each ticket cost 9 bucks. It was screened at Shaw Towers in “Prince” theatre. Have never actually been inside their cinema b4 but when I went in… WOW… it’s huge! I mean… the amount of seating inside here easily beat the other big shots like GV n Eng Wah. In any case, we even got lost trying to find our seat. So lost that the movie started while we were still trying to look for our places. Indeed we found them, but when we did, we found tat there actually were people already sitting in our seats. To be sure, we asked the usher for help. He was this ah pek who din seem to know much about the cinema’s seating arrangements to be honest. Nevertheless, he gave the ten year series kind of answer to our question on where is K27 n K28. “You see here K20 rite… then u count lohz” Brilliant! As if we needed this genius to teach us how to count. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A HINT UNCLE! Anywayz… the movie was rather depressing yes but a very powerful film abt how African-Americans lived in a time when they were either slaves or looked down on. Now I can understand why this film was part of the International Film Festival. Hoping for more quality films then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for ur grad show Jon… know that this has probably been one of the most stressful of weeks for you coz of the wrong things happening at the wrong time. You’ll pull thru. You always have. In any case, I’ll try and pop by this Friday if I can yeah? Know that it’ll be one smashing show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114542052348083263?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114542052348083263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114542052348083263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114542052348083263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114542052348083263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/04/where-is-k27-k28.html' title='Where is K27 &amp; K28?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114405558557027233</id><published>2006-04-03T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:13:05.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't laugh</title><content type='html'>In the examination room Issac nervously asks, "You won't laugh?"&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I won't laugh," the doctor said. "I'm a professional. In over twenty years I've never laughed at a patient." &lt;br /&gt;"Okay then," Issac said, and proceeded to drop his trousers, revealing the tiniest penis the doctor had ever seen. It couldn't have been the size of a peanut. Unable to control himself, the doctor started giggling, and then fell laughing to the floor. Ten minutes later he was able to struggle to his feet and regain his composure. &lt;br /&gt;"I'm so sorry," said the doctor. "I really am, I don't know what came over me. On my honour as a doctor and a gentleman, I promise it won't happen again. Now, what seems to be the problem?" &lt;br /&gt;Issac replied, "It's swollen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114405558557027233?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114405558557027233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114405558557027233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114405558557027233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114405558557027233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wont-laugh.html' title='I won&apos;t laugh'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114344740434181114</id><published>2006-03-27T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:16:44.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City till i die</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm City till I die,&lt;br /&gt;I'm City till I die,&lt;br /&gt;I know I am,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I am,&lt;br /&gt;I'm City till I die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time I spoke abt my beloved Manchester City. Unlike wat most pple think, they really are a good footballing side. But because of the more successful team known as Manchester United, we’re juz simply known as “the other half of Manchester”, much like how Everton is to Liverpool. We’ve got a great coach, a great crowd, wat’s there more to ask? Oh yeah… the players. Under Kevin Keegan, Man City used to buy players past their prime. For example, Danny Mills and Robbie Fowler, players who I felt juz did not live up to expectations at Man City. Now, Fowler has since left, while Mills soon looks to be on his way out. Under “Psycho”, he looks towards youth as his answer to City’s debt problem. Players like Flood, Croft, Ireland, Jordan, Onuoha &amp; Richards have seen more of the ball this season than last. BWP is slightly getting more playing time while Miller will eventually get his chance. But they juz do not have the experience. They’re good youngsters, but they’re not Messi or Rooney. To be honest, Man City just does not have the strength in depth to challenge for anything. Injuries have really crippled the team to a bare minimum this season. At the beginning of the season, I could be seen telling most of my friends that they’ll be up there with the big boys, even challenging for a Champions League place. As the season progressed, I was forced to change my view. Hmmm, maybe a Uefa cup spot I fancied. As they dropped further off the pack, I thought, “hey, they’re still in the FA cup.” Beaten 2-1 by West Ham, their dream was over. Now, in 10th place and out of all cup competitions, this season looks as though it’ll finish just like the last. Only difference, we missed the Uefa cup last season by a missed penalty from the very player they nicknamed “God” at Anfield. Well, “God” din help us last season, who will be the saviour this season then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no good or bad luck,&lt;br /&gt;Only good news or bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got word from my colleague Dominic that some of the executives in my office would be treating us to lunch coz of the hard work we had put in during the budget period. I was kinda touched in a way coz obviously I din think they’d care. I mean, even though we put in numerous hours of OT and even stayed overnight in the office on one occasion, they wud have assumed this was wat we’re supposed to do and shouldn’t be complaining abt it anyway. Notice I put “some of the executives”, not all. Only thing left for us to do is decide on a place. Thanks for appreciating us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Picturehouse recently. In case u dun know where tat is, it is the place where the old Cathay building used to be. Wow… that place does bring back memories. My mum used to work in tat building during her times when she was still in insurance. I remember watching many movies in that cinema as a child. There used to be a funland there too where I’d play my games or juz stand there watching others play. According to wat I saw inside, The old Cathay building closed in 2000. Has it really been 6 yrs? The shops inside the building aren’t open yet, only the cinema is. But I must say, this place does look rather spanking. Hope for better things to come then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon messaged me the other day asking me to check out ebay if I still wanted tickets to Damien Rice. Although I knew the prices were gonna be outrageous anyway, juz decided to try my luck. Well, I wasn’t wrong. The prices were outrageous. Last I checked, a 70 dollar ticket had gone as high up as 201 dollars. Wat did u expect from ebay yeah? Astounding thing abt it was Jon told me it was only 90 bucks the last time he logged in. Oh well, resign to the fact. I’ll never get to watch him live this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114344740434181114?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114344740434181114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114344740434181114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114344740434181114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114344740434181114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/03/city-till-i-die.html' title='City till i die'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114284175749298268</id><published>2006-03-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:02:37.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So What's The Matter With You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Now I never meant to do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;That's what I came here to say&lt;br /&gt;That if I was wrong, &lt;br /&gt;Then I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it stand in our way &lt;br /&gt;Cos my head just aches,&lt;br /&gt;When I think of &lt;br /&gt;The things that I shouldn't have done&lt;br /&gt;But life is for living, &lt;br /&gt;We all know,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to live it alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Coldplay – Life Is For Living )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t come round here no more… ur hyperactivity… ur hypertension… ur bullet-like words… I dun get them anymore… u’re gone… where? I dun know… we hardly spoke… I wud have preferred it tat way nonetheless… u were juz too weird… too weird for me… whatever u said juz didn’t make sense… u din make sense… make small talk? I’d rather u didn’t… silence was golden… wat’s happened? Heard the rumours… they sounded too outrageous to be true… but coz of the person tat u are… anything’s possible… I admit u do freak me out at times… but I guess I wun have to worry abt tat anymore… coz u don’t come round here no more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another conversation with mother… coincidentally while I was on the PS2 again…&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Do you want some chocolate cake?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nehz… it’s alrite…&lt;br /&gt;Mum: The chocolate cake very nice…&lt;br /&gt;Me: It’s ok lahz…&lt;br /&gt;Mum: My friend make one. Very good.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ermmm… k but I’m fine.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: All the people she made for all say very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Me: …………… (clearly agitated)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: So you want some chocolate cake?&lt;br /&gt;Me: A slice would be nice thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office’s kinda quiet these days... a few of the colleagues who I’ve been accustomed to are gonna ORD soon… quite sad to be honest… when I first came to these parts I felt rather lonely… it was these guys who made me feel welcomed and I instantly was able to get along with them. Sadly, I dun really get along as well with the batch tat I came in with. It’s not tat they’re bad or anything… juz tat we dun click as well… it was fun hanging out with u guys… i wun forget the jokes tat we shared and the times tat we had… the time every NSmen has been waiting for has come… and urs has too… Qiyuan… Ulric… Hansel… Kin Man… Happy ORD man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Aaron yesterday at Spinelli’s for some coffee… well… he had coffee whereas I juz had evian… Aaron is kinda like the only guy from secondary school who I’m still in contact with… we went to Temasek Poly as well but we were in different courses… he graduated earlier than me coz I did an extra yr in TP and after that I nv heard from him or saw him either… been a long time since I last had a proper conversation with him and I was glad tat we both managed to find the time… He was nice enough to offer to sell me flowers at discounted rates coz his friend worked at a flower shop… considering valentine’s day was last month… tat little bit of information came a wee bit too late… but appreciated nonetheless… Good to know u’re getting along well my fren… grey skies started to form and we decided to part before it rained as he was riding bike… keep in touch man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish there were still tickets… You have no idea how much I wanted to hear you sing live…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that stunt u pulled yesterday… It’s official… Jean-Alain Boumsong is the worst defender in the Premiership…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114284175749298268?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114284175749298268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114284175749298268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114284175749298268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114284175749298268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-whats-matter-with-you.html' title='So What&apos;s The Matter With You?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114180157227860328</id><published>2006-03-08T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:06:12.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell The Truth</title><content type='html'>A guy is driving around Tennessee and he sees a sign in front of a house:"Talking Dog For Sale."He rings the bell and the owner tells him the dog is in the backyard.The guy goes into the backyard and sees a Labrador retriever sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;"You talk?" he asks.&lt;br /&gt;"Yep," the Lab replies.&lt;br /&gt;"So, what's your story?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time at all they had me jetting from country to country,sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one &lt;br /&gt;figured a dog would be eavesdropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running."&lt;br /&gt;"But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the&lt;br /&gt;airport to do some undercover security wandering near suspicious characters and listening in."&lt;br /&gt;"I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."&lt;br /&gt;The guy is amazed. He goes back in the house and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.&lt;br /&gt;"Ten dollars," the guy says.&lt;br /&gt;"Ten dollars? This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because he's a liar. He never did any of that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114180157227860328?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114180157227860328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114180157227860328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114180157227860328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114180157227860328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/03/tell-truth.html' title='Tell The Truth'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-114120257295759287</id><published>2006-03-01T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T16:42:52.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Lemon Tea and Teh Si</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love, love is a verb &lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Gentle impulsion &lt;br /&gt;Shakes me, makes me lighter &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night ,night of matter &lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water is my eye &lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire &lt;br /&gt;Of a confession &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath &lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire &lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Massive Attack – Teardrop )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to my colleague "Dr Zen" who introduced to me this song. It really has this soothe calming effect on me everytime I listen to it. I recommend u to take a listen to it when u have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Note to Jon: Another colleague of mine sampled for me this band ‘Bullet for my Valentine’. A little too heavy for my liking but the kind u’d fancy. Knowing you, u’ve probably heard of them already. But do take a listen if u haven’t yet yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been almost 2 weeks since I last took the time to actually blog. Even my sister was commenting that I don’t update my page. Been really busy these past 2 weeks. It’s budget week here in sunny Singapore and tat means staying back for us NSmen. You can’t say no. You know why? Coz u’re a bloody NSmen. But I dun really mind. At least I’m with the guys. If I was alone then I’d probably go hysterical coz I juz can’t be alone with all these executives. Well… this week will be the last week of staying back. Thank goodness. The environment here juz makes me sleepy. Must be the lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a world of ipods and zens,&lt;br /&gt;it’s comforting to know that my discman hasn’t let me down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was a killer. Besides starting work at 8.30… I was told I needed to stay back after work. No problems… I mean… I’ve stayed back after work so many times. Office wants free labour from me? Nothing new… but yesterday was extraordinary mind u… by the time we were done it was already close to 4am… called my folks to tell them I wouldn’t be home and their reaction was as though I wouldn’t be home for weeks … tat’s my mum for u… anywayz… had to contend with a combination of office chairs to use as my temporary bed… wasn’t comfortable at all… We all still had to be up by 9 mind u… I had the dashing figure of notre-dame when I woke up… if u know wat I mean… I was juz aching all over the place… all I cud think abt was juz getting home… then one of the execs came up with the craziest idea… “come… play badminton…” I was all ready to fling the chair in his direction… but decided against it… “ dun want lah… tired lah” was the response of this lazy NSmen… “scared lose rite…”  was his comeback… oh man… how cud I back down from a challenge? Played a few rounds during lunchtime tat literally exhausted me to the core… playing badminton with only a limited amount of sleep under ur belt juz makes u high… got back to office n word is I might be doin another overnite session again tonite… it juz keeps getting better n better…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiredness Fuels&lt;br /&gt;Empty Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep… Sleep… Sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been so out of touch with the movies lately... wanna catch Munich and Capote… I was simply in awe during the trailers… but then again… gotta find the time 1st… Read a review on this movie called “Date Movie”… reviewers listed it as a “2 out of 10 stars” film… oh my… tat rating is juz atrocious… coincidentally… the website also has a “100 worst ever movies” based on ratings of viewers… Date movie came in at 57… for more info… go to this site… imdb.com… it’s a really interesting site… not only does it review a movie… it also tells u background info on the movie and stuff u nv knew… it even has a section where pple actually go n notice “defects” in the movie… for example… like being able to see the cameramen when the actor is wearing sunglasses… or when the film is supposed to be in a certain country but is clearly wrong coz of statues or landmarks in the background… tat sort of stuff… Munich and Capote got a rating of 8/10… hmmm… gotta catch it… but then again… Syriana got an 8 too whereas Pink Panther got juz a 4… difference is I would recommend pink panther to my friends and not Syriana… maybe I’m juz an ah beng who dun understand sophisticated films…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save the Trees&lt;br /&gt;Recycle Please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-114120257295759287?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114120257295759287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=114120257295759287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114120257295759287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/114120257295759287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/03/over-lemon-tea-and-teh-si.html' title='Over Lemon Tea and Teh Si'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113991004681943251</id><published>2006-02-14T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T17:40:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So are you doing "ACTUAL" work?</title><content type='html'>Was at Changi Airport last Friday coz Arun was leaving for Gold Coast. A small group gathered to wish him well. Besides Joanna, Sha n her friend were there along with Arun’s family to see him off. Had mix feelings abt him leaving. I was happy for him. Happy to know that now he’s off to get a degree, something which will definitely enhance his career much further. Sad in a sense that I wun get much of a chance to see him anymore. Back while he was still in Singapore I din think of asking him out. Rite now, I wish I had. Gonna miss ya buddy. You thought me a fair bit ‘bout life n assholes. Your wisdom can’t be replaced and ur unyielding attitude towards life is an inspiration. Take care of urself and go get ur degree man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the movie Jarhead yesterday. Jarhead is a moniker used for the military and basically this movie was a military flick abt a soldier’s life during the Iraq war. Rated M18 by the censors and for good reason too. The show had a bit of nudity but the language was “colourful” to say the least. The movie also gave the impression that American soldiers are rather sadistic, but when you watch the movie on the whole, you’ll realise how real it actually is. I really liked the show although my friend beside me wished for more blood n gore. There was one scene where the soldiers had to crawl thru mud under barbwire while being fired at with live rounds. This was to simulate real-time war conditions, but of course the live rounds were aimed above the barbwire. My friend in the office also went thru the same thing when he had his 3 months training in the army. We all got the impression that they used blanks but he stunned us all by saying in his own words “they’re f*cking real you idiot”. The last sentence in the movie was really powerful. “Whatever else he may do with his life-build a house, love a woman, change his son's diaper-he will always be a jarhead. And all the jarheads killing and dying, they will always be me. We are still in the desert.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from my sister’s blog… and since I haven’t done these sort of things in ages… why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Jobs You’ve Had In Your Life:&lt;br /&gt;Waiter&lt;br /&gt;Bartender&lt;br /&gt;CAAS office staff (but did nothing there) &lt;br /&gt;Staff Assistant (in other words, a bloody clerk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Movies You Could Watch Over And Over:&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;Lock, Stock &amp; 2 Smoking Rifles&lt;br /&gt;Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Chow flicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places You’ve Lived:&lt;br /&gt;A nice place at Lake Tahoe&lt;br /&gt;With my sis in her flat in the UK&lt;br /&gt;A room in Malacca for a short while&lt;br /&gt;Singapore lahz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV Shows You Love To Watch:&lt;br /&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S (There’s no substitute)&lt;br /&gt;EPL Highlights Show&lt;br /&gt;CSI&lt;br /&gt;Punk’d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places You’ve Been On Vacation:&lt;br /&gt;Britain&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Blogs You Visit Daily:&lt;br /&gt;Ermmm… how abt 4 sites?&lt;br /&gt;Jon’s blog&lt;br /&gt;Soccernet&lt;br /&gt;Man City’s Homepage&lt;br /&gt;Jillian Yeow’s page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Of Your Favourite Foods&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Rice (Breast meat pls)&lt;br /&gt;Shredded Chicken Noodles&lt;br /&gt;Humungous Burgers&lt;br /&gt;PASTA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places You’d Rather Be:&lt;br /&gt;With my sis in Manchester&lt;br /&gt;In the Desert Gambling&lt;br /&gt;Shaking leg in Japan&lt;br /&gt;Away from shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Albums You Can’t Live Without:&lt;br /&gt;The College Dropout – Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Parachutes - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Hopes &amp; Fears – Keane&lt;br /&gt;Room on Fire – The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentines Day ;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113991004681943251?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113991004681943251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113991004681943251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113991004681943251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113991004681943251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-are-you-doing-actual-work.html' title='So are you doing &quot;ACTUAL&quot; work?'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113939384284021949</id><published>2006-02-08T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:17:22.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>0655… Tuesday morning… flight to KL on Malaysian Airlines to catch a transfer… then it’s non-stop to Manchester… Got up early… real early… 0430’s blazing on my handphone… Dragged myself out of bed to see my sister off… miraculously we were on time which is so unlike the Yeow family and the airport… said goodbye to my sis with a hug… 2 weeks juz flew by like tat… wun know when she’ll be back again… hopefully I’ll be able to catch her during the winter… Will miss a lot of things… like tat limited amount of time I did spend with u sis… catching tat rare movie with u… watching a couple of football matches together… Bonding over Maggi Goreng and Prata Bomb… and those times u were with us at the dinner table… I’ll see u soon yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team lost again… talk abt inconsistency… look it up in the dictionary and u might find the crest of Man City… haiz… it’s an understatement to say their form has been erratic… but Stuart Pearce is their best bet for European placing… GO ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the premier of The Pink Panther last nite… I really enjoyed the movie… it was the kind of movie where u’ll juz need to leave ur brain at home and enjoy it… hahaz… rather slapstick but the leads did a fantastic job… steve martin as always is hugely entertaining… and his sidekick, John Reno, was juz hilarious too… he usually does action flicks but this movie shows wat a comedian he can be too… I recommend u guys to catch it yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Arun’s farewell party last nite at Iguana’s… he’ll be leaving this Friday for Gold Coast… not a holiday though… but to study for his degree… dun know when’s the next time I’ll see him though… he said he might come back in November when it’s the holidays but it’s still a might… Kinda sad to know I wun be seein him again for a long time… out of poly and we din contact much… now I wish I had… wishing u all the best in Australia man… I know u’ll settle in well… such is ur loveable nature tat u’ll nv be short of friends… gonna miss u man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday’s burned… working late… prob till midnite then it’s back to work at 8.30 the next morning… tiring? U bet… oh how I miss school…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113939384284021949?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113939384284021949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113939384284021949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113939384284021949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113939384284021949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/02/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113878822504201030</id><published>2006-02-01T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:03:45.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Managed to catch The Long Weekend yesterday and I juz have one thing to say abt the movie… Dun waste ur time… in fact… especially since u have money to burn now coz of the “bai nian”… dun waste ur money on this show… it was really a let down… story’s abt 2 brothers… Cooper who is like sexually active… n Ed who isn’t… it’s Ed’s birthday and Cooper helps him get laid for the weekend… the plot’s kinda like Harold &amp; Kumar but not as good… basically the story doesn’t link as well as compared to the latter… was rather disappointed with the whole show coz it wasn’t tat entertaining… not really tat comical… and was rather stupid lahz… hopefully Fearless will be better… catching it with my sis later in the evening after work… wow… the last time I watched a movie with her was like light years ago… if we’re talking abt Singapore then it was probably Rush Hour 2… hahaz… yes… it was tat long ago… but we did watch love actually over in the UK when I visited her back then… it was only then did I realize the seating system between the 2 countries work rather differently… over here u pick ur seat when u pay for it… over there… u pick ur seat only when u’re in the cinema… something like first come first served… anywayz… back to the main point… hope the movie’s good… but wat else can u expect from a Jet Li film other than flying kicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the chance to visit Nicole’s place on first day… Nicole was my manager back at Baker’s Inn… most of my ex-colleagues were there… the ones tat I was closest with anyway… Jon Serena Phyllis Grace Yen were there… even Mr. Lai himself made a special guest appearance… along with his girlfriend Claire! Wow… this indeed is a special occasion… dun get to see Derek these days… dun know why also… different lives I guess… ever since most of us left Bakerz we haven’t been tat close… most of us have already left… other than Jon Grace n Yen… anywayz… it was good to see them all again… triggered memories of how when we used to have supper after work... juz the bunch of us… we were like family… were… played some cards n half a “wind” of mahjong b4 we all left… wonder when’s the next time we’d be hanging out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s February… keep ur chin up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113878822504201030?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113878822504201030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113878822504201030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113878822504201030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113878822504201030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-weekend.html' title='The Long Weekend'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113826606379958886</id><published>2006-01-26T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:01:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming...</title><content type='html'>The Internal Revenue Service sent an auditor to a synagogue. &lt;br /&gt;As the auditor reviews all the paperwork, he turns to the Rabbi  and says, "I noticed that you buy a lot of candles." &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we do," responded the Rabbi. &lt;br /&gt;"Well, Rabbi, what do you do with the candle drippings?" He asked. &lt;br /&gt;"A good question," noted the rabbi. "We actually save them up and when we have enough, we send them back to the candle maker and every now and then, they send us a free box of candles." &lt;br /&gt;"Oh," replied the auditor somewhat disappointed that his unusual question actually had a practical answer. &lt;br /&gt;"Rabbi, what about all these matzo purchases? What do you do with all the crumbs from the matzo?" &lt;br /&gt;"Ah, yes," replied the rabbi calmly. "We actually collect up all the crumbs from the matzo and when we have enough, we send them in a box back to the manufacturer; and every now and then they send us a box of matzo balls." &lt;br /&gt;"Oh," replied the auditor, thinking hard how he could fluster the rabbi. &lt;br /&gt;"Well, Rabbi," he continued, "what do you do with all the foreskins from the circumcisions?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, here too, we do not waste." The rabbi answered. What we do is save up all the foreskins, and  when we have enough we actually send them to the Internal Revenue Service." &lt;br /&gt;"Internal Revenue?" questioned the auditor in disbelief. &lt;br /&gt;"Ah, yes," replied the Rabbi, "Internal Revenue. And about once a year, they send us a Little Prick like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s still my mum’s birthday week so I’m gonna wish her again… HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM! U dun look a day older than 30… I say 30 coz tat number’s more realistic than 20 alrite! thanx for everything… u’ve been a great mother to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister’s back! But it’s only temporary lahz… she’ll juz be back for abt 2 weeks then it’s off to Manchester again… wahhh… u really know how to time ur return  to Singapore rite… but aiyah… if I were u… I’d prob do the same thing… hahaz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office politics is getting worse… dread coming in these days… not tat I din expect it… I juz din wanna be a part of it… Behind all those smiling faces… they’re actually sharpening their knives… turn around… watch u fall…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch football hooligans recently. The show mainly focused on the gangs (or as they call it “firms”) around football grounds in the country… but the only time I abt saw a football was ard the beginning of the movie and it only like lasted 2 minutes? Yup… well… apparently… all of them like abt dress the same… a jacket… preferably paul smith or adidas… if not then at least an umbro… then its jeans… either dark or faded blue… and of course… white shoes… definitely from umbro… a football hooligan’s life then starts with beer… more beer… then off the match… fighting… done fighting… back to the pub… beer… and more beer… it was quite interesting to see Elijah Wood fighting coz he was the hobbit in Lord of the Rings… he dun look fierce though… unlike the other guy… Pete Dunham was his name in the movie… my goodness… got one scene where he juz came out of the shower… wah seh… out from nowhere… his body damn sculpted sia… but of course… he fighter mahz… anywayz… to be honest… I rather enjoyed the movie… juz like wat my colleague said… this was a dick flick… and I honestly do believe this movie isn’t fictitious at all… this sort of thing does happen in the England… actually  not only England… Italy… Spain… the rest of Europe for tat matter… dun tell me u haven’t seen the reports… during the world cup or euro championships… English hooligans are always in the news… to think abt it… it’s quite scary…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi new yr can’t come soon enough…&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113826606379958886?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113826606379958886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113826606379958886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113826606379958886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113826606379958886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s coming...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113774570732067601</id><published>2006-01-20T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:28:27.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are getting smarter these days...</title><content type='html'>A Primary School teacher was having trouble with one of her students.The teacher asked, "Harry, what is your problem?" Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the Primary 1. My sister is in Primary 3 and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in Primary 3 too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher took Harry to the principal's office. While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to he principal what the situation was. The principal told the teacher he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the Primary 1, and behave. The teacher agreed. Harry was brought in. The conditions were explained, and Harry agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "9"&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "36"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a Primary 1 student should know. The principal looks at the teacher and tells her, "I think Harry can go to Primary 3." The teacher says to the principal, "May I ask him some tougher questions?" The principal and Harry both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a cow have four of that I have only two ?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?" (The principal wondered, why does she ask such a question!)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What's starts with a C and ends with a T, and it is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?" (The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer....)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Bubblegum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a man do standing up, a woman do sitting down and dog do on three legs?" (The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer...)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Shake hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Now I will ask some 'Who am I' sort of questions, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do." Who am I??&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Tent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first." What am I?? (Principal was looking restless and a bit tense)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Wedding Ring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, I feel good." What am I??&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver." What am I??&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "An Arrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of excitement?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Firetruck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher,&lt;br /&gt;"Put this ass in Primary 6 ! I got the last 10 questions all wrong myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113774570732067601?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113774570732067601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113774570732067601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113774570732067601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113774570732067601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/01/kids-are-getting-smarter-these-days.html' title='Kids are getting smarter these days...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113706504844439388</id><published>2006-01-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T19:24:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Lucky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a franz ferdinand party at this pub near little india organized by power 98 tomolo… my fren won this contest organized by the station n he cud take one fren along… he asked me along n I couldn’t turn it down… quite excited actually as I’ve nv been to these sort of things b4… it’ll most likely be something like the shaggy party which my dear blogmate went to the last time… hopefully it’ll be fun… aiyah… free why not? Then after tat it’ll be my long overdue sheesha session with terisa whom I’m back with for those of u who dun know… then it’s the career fair back at TP on Saturday… interesting… haven’t stepped back into tat scool for ages… miss tat place…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning was quite interesting to be honest… my colleague sought my help with work which his exec gave him to do… Gary, my colleague, then came over to my desk and asked if I was free to help him with his work… I had nothing to do so I said why not since we usually help each other out… he then asked me to go to this woman’s blog… of all pple… it had to be u in the news again… u juz can’t keep away from the press can u… and he asked if I knew the web address… I sure did… unfortunately I did were the right words to be used actually… anywayz… we had to find out wat she wrote on her blog and then present the relevant info to our exec… i talked with my exec n asked her why bother? this type of attention seeker need to bother abt mehz? she say no choice and she has to handle the issue... she herself thinks it's utter rubbish but can't don't do it... and she also doesn't know how this person thinks and doesn't like her very much... i couldn't agree more... hahaz... soon my other colleagues got involved and b4 i knew it they were bitching abt her while we were all in the pantry... i juz kept quiet... sat back... ate my cup noodles n juz took it all in... tat really made my day... hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis concert is juz slightly over a month away! Arghs… wanna go but i’m juz an NSmen! And NSmen earn NS pay! Dammit… it’s times like these tat I wish I had savings… and not had done all those wasteful stupid immature things in the past… oh man… now I’m paying the price… and it’s not the Oasis price… my mum’s birthday also coming up… wah seh… bloody fantastic if u ask me… lucky lucky… u’re so lucky…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113706504844439388?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113706504844439388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113706504844439388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113706504844439388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113706504844439388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/01/lucky-lucky.html' title='Lucky Lucky...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113695301025889827</id><published>2006-01-11T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:16:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One sad man...</title><content type='html'>Last week was my 50th birthday and I didn't feel very well when I woke up&lt;br /&gt;that morning. i sat there at breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and&lt;br /&gt;say, "happy birthday!", and possibly have a present for me. As it turned &lt;br /&gt;out, she barely said good morning, let alone "Happy Birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought... well, that's marriage for you, but the kids will remember. My&lt;br /&gt;kids came into breakfast and didn't say a word so when I left for the &lt;br /&gt;office, I was feeling pretty low and somewhat despondent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into my office, my secretary jane said, "Good morning, boss,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good that at least someone had remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked until one o'clock and then Jane knocked on my door and said, "You&lt;br /&gt;know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;let's go out to lunch, just you and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Thanks Jane, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dined instead at a little place with a private table. We had two&lt;br /&gt;martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the office, Jane said, "You know, it's such a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;day... we don't need to go back to the office, do we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I responded, "I guess not. what do you have in mind?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Let's go to my apartment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving at her apartment Jane turned to me and said, "Boss, if  you&lt;br /&gt;don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for a moment. I'll be right&lt;br /&gt;back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK,"  I replied, somewhat nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, she came out&lt;br /&gt;carrying a huge birthday cake... followed by my wife, kids, and dozens of &lt;br /&gt;my friends and co-workers, all singing "Happy Birthday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just sat there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113695301025889827?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113695301025889827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113695301025889827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113695301025889827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113695301025889827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-sad-man.html' title='One sad man...'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008473.post-113645680749204700</id><published>2006-01-05T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T18:26:47.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limp</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files &lt;br /&gt;You must follow, leave this academic factory &lt;br /&gt;You will find me in the matinee &lt;br /&gt;The dark of the matinee &lt;br /&gt;It's better in the matinee &lt;br /&gt;The dark of the matinee is mine &lt;br /&gt;Yes it's mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Franz Ferdinand – The Dark of the Matinee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received some good news while I was chatting with my colleagues… will share more when I get more details… it’s quite exciting to be honest… woohoo… u probably have no idea wat the hell I’m talking abt… but u’ll know soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is unofficially missing file day in the office… din come to work yesterday coz of my leg… which by the way is still the same… anywayz… point is… got back to work… registry e-mailed me inquiring abt a lot of files marked to my boss… apparently I was supposed to send a file movement slip to registry everytime I dispatch files from my boss… how was I to know? My senior nv told me this… and the files aren’t with me anymore… so after a little discussion with the registry officer… everything was somewat settled… and outcome is… I have more work to do now… tomorrow is unofficially finding files day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is coming back soon! In less than 3 weeks I suppose… wow… been a long time since I last saw her… it’ll be really good to see u again sis… then like tat can share the nagging at home… hahaz… but in any case… it’ll be better with u ard… see ya soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man City lost again… haiz… disappointing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nobody understands*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice girls like nice guys...&lt;br /&gt;Nice things happen to nice people...&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008473-113645680749204700?l=beautynbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/113645680749204700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008473&amp;postID=113645680749204700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113645680749204700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008473/posts/default/113645680749204700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautynbeast.blogspot.com/2006/01/limp.html' title='Limp'/><author><name>Nobody Understands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18410266155980406171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BU78JghpCQ/S7iSyFB1_II/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mk7oXzaX0T8/S220/500daysr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
