<?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-7398265</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:23:49.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mady's weird world</title><subtitle type='html'>1...
3...
7...
8...
10...
11...
12...
13...
16...
20...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112565703601456696</id><published>2005-09-02T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T18:30:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>football on tuesday was exactly wad i had predicted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bloody buggers actually brought in the new intake...wanted to play them some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isk...isk...isk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not as if they're not good...but c'mon lah...y'all have already submitted the name list...say cannot anyhow put in ppl...but wad the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to play against &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISD...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in the end they never did turned up did they...this is the 2nd time dat we had a &lt;em&gt;'walk-over'&lt;/em&gt; game...the previous 1 was also with the same opponents...in the end we had a training match with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; team...the 1 they will be sending to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOGAAR'S CUP...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was there to make up the numbers...so they had me playing for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PSA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; team...i was like...huh...wtf...had 2 glorious chances...squandered both...can u believe dat...i think i'm actually suffering from the palat sydrome...its a sydrome where u juz can't seem to score a goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd half n i played with an ex s'pore international...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAHYA MADON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...seriously...he was a star in the 80's i think...n both does he pack a shot...a guy his age playing competitive football is amazing...had another 2 glorious chances...totally blew it...had i converted all my chances...i would b in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PSA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; team...u wanna y...???dat &lt;em&gt;yahya madon&lt;/em&gt; had actually enquire bout mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...hopefully dis low self esteem in front of goal would go away...i seriously need to make a point...not dat i didn't do dat dae...i had actually made my own team defender's work their socks off...haha...gd luck guys goin up against me...i'm not actually the easiest player to go up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now...let mi take a bow...n show the world...or juz dat 1 person...wad i can really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GGGOOOAAALLL....!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112565703601456696?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112565703601456696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112565703601456696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112565703601456696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112565703601456696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/09/football-on-tuesday-was-exactly-wad-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112538681193003799</id><published>2005-08-30T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:26:51.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched a movie a couple of days ago...guess wad it is...its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAND OF THE DEAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...the most senseless couple of movies ever...n i mean ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had watched the previous installment of this franchise of a genre...it was called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAWN OF THE DEAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i think...well...practically the same thing...zombies walking around...looking for human beings to eat...this type of movie is seriously cracking mi up man...y wanna noe y...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;the zombies seems like they have dis radar that alwayas attract them to the human...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;when the zombie eat the human...the human den will bcome zombies...wad happened to those they eat till left so little...do those limbs walk...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;zombies r physically dead...they r not brain dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;they have more strength den they did when they were still alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;they dun eat each other...so cannibalism is out of the window...or is it...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;zombies can b horny too...juz look at those male zombies...always look for those of the different gender 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos...&lt;/em&gt;being a zombie is like being on drugs...'STONED'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last n not least...&lt;/em&gt;they look like&lt;strong&gt; MICHEAL JACKSON...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall...it was gory...gory movie...lots of head-busting actions...n lot of murmurings...especially from the zombies...seems like r groaning or moaning or wadeva ah...not a movie recommended at all...unless u wanna spend ur last few bucks on such a movie...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zombie chick: arggghhh (takes M-16 n points at guard on the ground)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zombie leader: arggghhh (hold chick hand n pulls trigger)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zombie chick: arggghhh (shoots happily,watching guard shout in agony)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zombie leader: arggghhh (woohoo, another dead, another clever student)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n on dat last note...i would like to say...&lt;em&gt;AAAAARGGGGRHHHHHH....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112538681193003799?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112538681193003799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112538681193003799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112538681193003799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112538681193003799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/watched-movie-couple-of-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112513439146878985</id><published>2005-08-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:19:51.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ppl in my team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEAM CHARLIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dat is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;112nd intake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;nuriman: &lt;em&gt;pasrah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhaki:&lt;em&gt; chucky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wong: &lt;em&gt;general&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivan:&lt;em&gt; PCB (petty chi bai)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siraj: &lt;em&gt;makeleleng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinglong: &lt;em&gt;sang chang-kul (say it in a korean way)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lianfeng: &lt;em&gt;fren&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasman: &lt;em&gt;katak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113th intake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;herman: &lt;em&gt;air-con&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hady: &lt;em&gt;mr.v&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;114th intake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kamaruddin: &lt;em&gt;bodoh 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zulkarnain: &lt;em&gt;PK (pai kah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rizwan: &lt;em&gt;one leg kickin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;118th intake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;farhan: &lt;em&gt;SSC (senior baseguard...seriously wanna kena hentam...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weng kiat: &lt;em&gt;body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;119th intake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hakim: &lt;em&gt;boy band&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farhan: &lt;em&gt;F2 (in reference to the 1st farhan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuraidi: &lt;em&gt;nuraini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mokhtar: &lt;em&gt;giant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dats really a lot of ppl for doing a 24hrs shift...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;more time to rest...&lt;br /&gt;more time to win the tournament...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112513439146878985?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112513439146878985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112513439146878985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112513439146878985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112513439146878985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/ppl-in-my-team.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112471932491770596</id><published>2005-08-22T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:02:04.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22nd august 1984...my mom celebrated her bdae by having a present in her arms...ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward 21 years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd august 2005...my mom celebrated her bdae by having her 2 tall but lovely sons taking her out to dinner n eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see...my mom is all of the 52 years dat she've been living...but she still doesn't look her age...way to go mom...but she feels dat age is still catching up with her...she can sit down cross-legged anymore...she says dat this is the effects of standing all day while she was still werking...well mom...now its time for u to rest n let your children take care of u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had soccer 2dae...wish i could score a goal n dedicate it to her...chey...act filial son eh...but it was not to b...but close lah...almost...saw nid at p.a...nid is 1 of those long time fren dat i occasionally keep in contact with...he's with the oct squad...those buggers get such a high rank when they get posted out...i will have to give him compliment when he gets posted out...seriously dude...do u think i care...my fren said he was fierce looking...y...???cos he had this plaster on his face...right under his left eye...looks like 1 fighter like dat ah...haha...yeah rite nelly wannabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie lah...enuf chit chat...i getting tired as it is...gonna get some shut eyes...most probably cos i've not been getting enuf rest lately...so dats all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbers in the family...&lt;br /&gt;52 - mom...&lt;br /&gt;28 - sis...&lt;br /&gt;22 - bro...&lt;br /&gt;21 - mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan mata y'all...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112471932491770596?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112471932491770596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112471932491770596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112471932491770596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112471932491770596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/22nd-august-1984.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112442722668461863</id><published>2005-08-19T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T12:53:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these last few days have been a energy wasting exprience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed was as usual...party the nite away...waited for y at my place n boy was he late...say meet up at 10 but knowing how his time management is always f**cked up...i knew it was goin to b a long nite...meet up with man,z and senthil bout half an hour later...n man was pissed...he said he felt like an idiot waiting for more den an hour...haha...he should have known better...proceeded to ms...had a couple of drinks waiting for the others to arrive...y the loser...he was the 1st 1 to puke...damn faggot...he had 2 glasses n he looked drunk...he had this red face n all...went to the toilet with him...when i got out...there he was...puking all over the road...silly fella...he puked more den wad he drank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a free entry into c.u...of all places...z saw his fren there...was she hot or was she hot...so we decided to go into cheekys instead...all 15 of us...looked like 1 big gang down there...more like a football team...1 bottle n 2 jugs later n most of us were gone...tequila girls were hot dat nite...got cheeky...got kinky...got horny...haha...got a kiss too...muahaha...got a lap dance too...isk...isk...isk...actually...i was quite talkative den...dunno y...mayb it was bcos i was intoxicated...i was actually talking in a manner i find irrittating...those 'i' n 'u' language...pathetic...finished at 3...proceeded to devils after dat...packed like sardine...literally...seriously uncomfortable...but den there was actually some pretty looking chicks there...but wad e hell...i was there to enjoy myself...not get myself attached...haha...mayb to 1 of those cheeky's tequila girl den can ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for 1 whole day on thursday...man was calling mi non-stop...dead tired man...so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi:tak nak ah u...&lt;br /&gt;tg:i tak kisah...menyusah i bual ngan u abis u tak beli...&lt;br /&gt;mi:okie lah...beri i 1...&lt;br /&gt;tg:1 je...???&lt;br /&gt;mi:1 je lah...i minum je pe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha...dats wad u get for 'pyscho'-ing mi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112442722668461863?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112442722668461863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112442722668461863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112442722668461863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112442722668461863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/these-last-few-days-have-been-energy.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112419111856655365</id><published>2005-08-16T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:18:38.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my shopping list for &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; next 2 months or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;$119&lt;/em&gt;  - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;levi's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;relaxed straight jeans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;$78&lt;/em&gt;    - 2 shirts of my very own customised '&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stabs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;$20+&lt;/em&gt; - accessories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;$7&lt;/em&gt;       - tailoring of pants...(&lt;em&gt;not tapered thank u very much&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a big big hole in the pocket of my pants...right hand side pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isk...isk...isk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s: juz a reminder...soya bean n menthol is a no-no...pls keep dat in mind unless u unless vomitting...haiz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112419111856655365?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112419111856655365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112419111856655365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112419111856655365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112419111856655365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-shopping-list-for-next-2-months-or.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112410866812530820</id><published>2005-08-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:24:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad last few days it has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a game on thursday...it was my werking day somemore...it was bruising encounter though...i felt as if i was like a &lt;strong&gt;donkey&lt;/strong&gt;...the 1 where u hit with a bat at a bdae party...yeah...dats rite...i was basically dat &lt;strong&gt;donkey&lt;/strong&gt;...i was tackled here n there...like fun like dat ah...especially dat chn fella...wad was his name...???desmond ah...edmond ah...almond ah...he was shooting mi down...y...???dunno y eh...maybe bcos i was beating their so called offisde trap maybe...or maybe he was mad cos he was headbutted by mi when he went in for the 1st tackle...haha...complain to the referee ah...either way...freekick still went my way...&lt;em&gt;bullsh*t...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out on friday...called up mr. okl...i think he was the onli 1 free dat dae...dropped by west mall 1st...had a look into the m1 shop...wah...so expensive ah...i was aiming...got shot down by the price...E500-C was cheaper but dat wasn't wad i was aiming for...wad i had in mind was the E730-C...dats the new 1&lt;em&gt;...*e500-C is the 1 where u can talk in a club or sumthin n the voice clarity will still b excellent*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer broke down on a saturday...&lt;em&gt;f**ked&lt;/em&gt; up...really...of all days....really hadn't had much things to do on dat dae either...sunday werk was tiring man...short on manpower...short on opposition for the so-called soccer tournament..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running nose...&lt;br /&gt;sore throat...&lt;br /&gt;aching ankles...&lt;br /&gt;still up for wednesday though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*woohooo...cb here i come...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112410866812530820?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112410866812530820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112410866812530820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112410866812530820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112410866812530820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/wad-last-few-days-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112368194299878323</id><published>2005-08-10T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:52:23.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i juz come to realize that my future is looking bleak...dun ask mi y...it juz seems dat way...took a real look into the tv yesterday...with the parade n all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day parade...nuthin exciting exactly...excepts the sky diving...the march past...the heavy vehicle parade...n rui en...muahaha...dat much sums it all...hmmm...yeah...dat was the parade in a sentence...come to realize we really need a new president...its not dat i dun like mr. nathan...he's a great prez...its juz dat he's too old...if he were 5 years younger...i would support him...totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deh there was the s'pore idol show...wad was it called again...???shoot those stars...???ohh...it's shooting stars lah...well..there weren't a lot of idol to see though...n i thought the finals were 12 or so ppl...there were onli 5...hmm...leandra n chris off to the land down under...no point there...how bout maia...???is she too sexy for the small screens...???how bout the guy hu sings like he's constipating or sumthin...???can understand the producers reluctance there...he's not exactly idol material ey...he's more like toilet paper material...can't remember the others though...it seems like they r still nobodies nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd debut show of the dat...full circle...isn't a circle full...???if a circle is not full den it wouldn't b a circle rite...okie...back to the show hady...its a show bout reuniting ppl...heart warming moments...totally...seriously lah...they should have come up with this idea some while back ah...at least can b reunited with my lost cat...oh cat...oh cat...mane lah dikau...???chey...mcm paham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the newspapers 2dae...ppl r coming with a lot of ideas concerning smuggling...smuggling in breads...smuggle in tin...smuggle in laundry products...come on lah idiots...tired of living ah...smuggle cigarettes some more...if the customs to get u...death will get u 1 day when u smoking those cigarettes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have a sudden craving for soya bean...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n a stick of menthol light...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahaha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SALUTES*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112368194299878323?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112368194299878323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112368194299878323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112368194299878323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112368194299878323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-juz-come-to-realize-that-my-future.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112350623206086258</id><published>2005-08-08T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:03:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first n foremost...i would like to wish Singapore a happy 40th bdae...40 years...has it been dat long...it seems like it was juz yesterday dat we juz gained independence...yeah...like i was totally born den...anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second thing...to mr.nathan...good luck on the coming elections....seriously hope u will win...but den i dun mind if another person win also...dun really noe bout politics...dun really noe anything bout u b4 u bcame president...anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the same ol' week for mi...some might say it 'boring and mundane'...to whoever said dat to mi...precisely ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town on saturday...n boy...was it packed...i dunno whether it is possible anot...but i actually felt so stuffy walking down orchard road...in wide open spaces some more...but e shops r selling nicer things nowadays...going crazy for head gears...still finding dat 'Loser' hat though...oh where...oh where art thou...like totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it seems like when u go clubbin u find it unappealing...n when u dun go...u crave for it...my legs r getting restless by the dae...yeah...feel like burnin the dance floor...i wish it would happen sooner rather den later...there's a new club in the mix...no harm trying the place out...club momo they say...wad does dat actually mean...mix crowd...i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...zouk still rate up there in my list...there's actually sumthim happening tonite at zouk...a count down party they say...countdown to wad...do u actually do a countdown to ur bdae...do u noe wad time u were exactly born...well i dun...n dat bloody y have invites...well...invite mi leh...long time never go zouk siak...kinda of craving for zouk...actually...kinda craving for some grinding actions...muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbers for the week:&lt;br /&gt;21(age limit for guys into c.momo)&lt;br /&gt;40(age of my country....my country)&lt;br /&gt;81(our oldest president yet)&lt;br /&gt;166.99(dats wads left in my bank account)&lt;br /&gt;3(dats the no. of ppl dat is in my house rite now excl. my cat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;istiifirillihilizim...!!!(for those in the noe)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112350623206086258?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112350623206086258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112350623206086258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112350623206086258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112350623206086258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-n-foremost.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-112229530431047054</id><published>2005-07-25T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:41:44.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>july...my fav month of the year...y...???cos dis is the 1st man i laid my eyes on my mom...of all ppl...haha...juz kidding mom...well...how did i celebrate...wouldn't u ppl wanna noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all...i had to werk on my bdae...of all daes...well...took my leave...wad do u think...duno wanna kena 'sabo' by my frens...given their nature...bet i won't last the whole dae with them...&lt;br /&gt;initially i didn't planned my dae at all...woke up late...as usual...after all...IT WAS MY DAE...had a long shower...n went to the shops...1st stop...AXS machine...pay my bills ah...or not later got big big angry tigress...then to the optical shop...treated myself to a pair of specs...bought the most simple design i can see...so simple it cost mi $100...bloody $100...now both my specs combine for a total of more den $300...there's goes my wish for another specs...hmm...maybe in three month's time ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called up y...thought he had in-service...he ended at noon...didn't had the initiative to call mi some more...well...he had asked mi to accompany him to town on dat day itself...he n his $150 shopping budget...mi n his fren had a lot of fun poking at the budget dat he had...such a lame arse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the nite...1st ever visit to CU...n boy was it happening...lets juz put it simply...i enjoyed myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae didn't do a lot of things...came back early from werk n hit the sack...dead beat...woke up to find it raining...damn shiok havin dis kind of weather on my off dae...appreciate it very much big man...i'm now practically wasting myself juz looking at the monitor of my comp...wad else can i do...where else can i go...so look out for my future postings ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             Yours without wax,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                        Hady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-112229530431047054?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/112229530431047054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=112229530431047054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112229530431047054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/112229530431047054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/07/july.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-111217037842193535</id><published>2005-03-30T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:09:59.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hello y'all...how's life...well...life have been treating mi quite well actually...nuthin to whine bout...nuthin to complaint bout...been clubbing a lot less these days...well...actually i haven been clubbing for these 2 months or so...no urge since i came back from the &lt;strong&gt;k.l&lt;/strong&gt; trip...&lt;em&gt;BUT MUSIC IS STILL A BIG PART OF MY LIFE&lt;/em&gt;...without a shadow of a doubt...&lt;em&gt;WOOHOO...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop &lt;strong&gt;smoking&lt;/strong&gt; for a week...feels crappy...those few days were the worst...craved for it every minute and second known to mankind...hmm...well not anymore...a bit ah...there's still this wee bit of craving left...wad do i do when i have these cravings...???well...i chow down everything in sight...&lt;em&gt;practically stuffing myself like u would a turkey on thanks giving&lt;/em&gt;...a lot of my frens dun believe that i'm actually quiting...well...i have to go thru dis alone anyways...all i need is discipline...its hard though...imagine this...&lt;strong&gt;i've been smoking since '97&lt;/strong&gt;...if im not wrong...there was a year which i stopped for a while...but after dat...&lt;em&gt;it was a 1 way ticket to hell&lt;/em&gt;...by express nonetheless...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not onli am i not smoking...i've been sober for the past month or 2...dunno y...&lt;em&gt;but i feel happier when im conscious&lt;/em&gt;...(~~,)...&lt;strong&gt;fatter &lt;/strong&gt;by the day...i had to do sumthin drastic...i have began to go jogging on constant days...well...its not timed actually...im jus taking mi own sweet time finishing the route...when im not jogging...i've been listening to a lot of &lt;strong&gt;malay songs&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...it got mi brother bothered...well i'm not the 1 to listen to malay songs...haha...bands nowadays r coming up with good songs...&lt;strong&gt;such enthusiasm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting boring by the day ey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gotta go...ciao...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-111217037842193535?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/111217037842193535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=111217037842193535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/111217037842193535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/111217037842193535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-110777791340237634</id><published>2005-02-07T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:10:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;its been ages since i last blogged...&lt;strong&gt;okie&lt;/strong&gt;...i didn't keep my part of the deal by updating every month...it seems though i juz dun have the time or the effort anymore...&lt;em&gt;hmm&lt;/em&gt;...let's see...where shall i begin...last time i blogged was on the &lt;strong&gt;9th of dec&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;fuhhh&lt;/em&gt;...ain't dat a long time back...&lt;em&gt;muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;...okie lah...here goes...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;strong&gt;as i was saying&lt;/strong&gt;...i was meeting some of the older buggers back on the &lt;strong&gt;18th of dec&lt;/strong&gt; dat is...had a wedding dinner to go to...boy...it's been a long time since i last went to a wedding...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...no invites anyway...after all dat was said and done...when the dust had settled&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(chey...!!!)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mi n the couple of the others headed to town...juz to loiter around or get sumthin to eat...talk about old times...talk about new times...later decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;HRC&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ladies nite ey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;...well...not that i care...i was there juz to listen to the music and boogey like there's ain't a tomorrow...for once...i didn't get drunk...cos i didn't have a lot to drink&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(duh...)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;den on x'mas eve&lt;/strong&gt;...there's was another outing organised by 1 of the old buggers...&lt;em&gt;hmm...&lt;/em&gt;he might be lonely or sumthin ey...always organising things...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;okie&lt;/strong&gt;...decided to meet at &lt;strong&gt;1730hrs&lt;/strong&gt; if i'm not wrong...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...guess wad...i thought i was the last 1 to come...but no...the others...&lt;em&gt;haiz...&lt;/em&gt;upset ah...hahaha&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...(nie lah janji2 melayu...)...&lt;/strong&gt;muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;...headed to far east to eat...eat my brains out...till i was lazy to get out of the chair...went here...went there...i didn't exactly knew wad our motives where...ey...wad to do...no directions in life...in the end decided to head to the esplanade...the theatre by the bay area...sat down, ate ice-cream&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(haagen daaz nevertheless)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n reminiscent bout old times&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(yet again...r u getting bored yet...)...&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...headed back home at bout &lt;strong&gt;2230hrs&lt;/strong&gt;...the earliest i've been back since a long way back...&lt;br /&gt;then came new year's eve...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...dat was is man...bought tickets to the countdown at sentosa...&lt;em&gt;muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;...bought drinks too...rory&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(y)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was actually drunk b4 we even went into the place&lt;em&gt;...hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;lame arse&lt;/em&gt;...couldn't hold his liquor...dude...ur such a letdown...at 1st the music wasn't dat good...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;y...???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cos the hip-hop/r&amp;amp;b area was not yet opened...n went it does...fuhhh...wasn't there a lot of chicks there&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...aik...aik...aik...(~~,)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha...well...i do wad i always do...juz dance around...dun feel like picking up chicks either...y...???dun ask mi y...i juz wasn't in the mood...&lt;em&gt;hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in mid jan...i think it was on the &lt;strong&gt;13th&lt;/strong&gt;...went to KL with my colleagues and all...&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;went there literally to enjoy the night life...well..my frens was there for that and shopping...n boy...did they buy a lot of things...the journey there was tedious...too long for my liking...took about &lt;strong&gt;4hrs&lt;/strong&gt;...or was it &lt;strong&gt;6...???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;arrgghh...&lt;/em&gt;my mind was lost somewhere in the middle of the journey...&lt;em&gt;hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;dropped off at the bus station...&lt;em&gt;hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;and the trip to the hotel was full of ups n downs...&lt;em&gt;literally&lt;/em&gt;...carrying my luggage and all...hadn't had that kind of exercise in a long time...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...got our room...rested for a while and den headed for dinner...had pizza...bout &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;reg sizes...&lt;em&gt;muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;...eating is my fav past-time...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...den headed back to the hotel...got changed...had a couple of drinks...den it was off to &lt;strong&gt;ZOUK KL&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;muahaha&lt;/em&gt;...n to my horror i was stopped at the entrance...y...???cos they thought i was too young...eh...come on man...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun like my face say dun like ah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...while the others got in...i was there all alone...n my fren suggested dat i juz come in...by the opening at the side of the barrier...n wad did i do...???&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...squeeze ah...hahaha...should have seen the faces on the other patrons...they were in disbelieve...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...as if they had never done anything wrong in their lives b4....&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...all i can conclude frome that experience is dat...malaysian can't really dance...&lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;...n their manners is goin down the drain...no etiquette at all...knocking into ppl...not saying sorry at all...countless staring incidents...&lt;em&gt;hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;the guys there were definitely desperate...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...whenever there was a girl on the dance floor...within seconds...surrounded...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;like bees to honeys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...it's a though they have never seen a girl b4...well...the girl wasn't well off either...they were also looking for guys...even though they came with their bfs...&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...mind my own business...dun wanna get into unnecessary trouble...&lt;em&gt;hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next night went to &lt;strong&gt;HRC KL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahaha&lt;/em&gt;...got drunk there...but managed to get back to my hotel room sensibly...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...there too...same thing like &lt;strong&gt;ZOUK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiz...&lt;/em&gt;totally upsetting man...they were like vultures...n dis time it was the ladies...eyes were following us everywhere we went...like we were some kind of alien...on the dance floor...my fren n i was completely surrounded by the ladies...dunno y...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.right, left, back, front...u name it...isk...isk...isk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third night drinking session again...dare i say...i was always drunk on the trip there...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;...foolish things happen dat night&lt;em&gt;...haha&lt;/em&gt;...i laughed at wad we did...&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;strong&gt;...(n its not the gay pervertic type...it actually involved a KL gal...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;muahahaha...&lt;/em&gt;and this was the highlight of the whole trip...&lt;br /&gt;got back to s'pore...planned another outing with my colleagues...this time chalet-cum-bbq-cum-ps2 competition...&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;my fren bought the drinks...&lt;strong&gt;wine...vodka vanilla...vodka mandarin...&lt;/strong&gt;it didn't take long for some of the guys to b drunk...n boy...it was funny stuff...&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; was telling us stories bout his love life...&lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;/strong&gt;was admitting he has never gotten dis drunk b4...and another...was sitting in &lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;/strong&gt;corner...&lt;em&gt;urinating&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;...lame arse...i actually had the others to help mi look after them...make sure they dun disturb the other guests...&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wicked...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of making another outing again...&lt;em&gt;muahaha&lt;/em&gt;...might probably b on the 16th of feb...&lt;em&gt;muahaha&lt;/em&gt;...juz wait n see for my update on things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-110777791340237634?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/110777791340237634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=110777791340237634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/110777791340237634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/110777791340237634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-been-ages-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-110258448067012668</id><published>2004-12-09T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:11:15.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...it's been a while since i last blogged...about more den a month...wad exactly happened to mi within that time...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...basically nuthin...as usual...the fasting month...den came hari raya...guess where i was on the 1st day of raya...???at WERK...i was spending mi raya with mi frens instead...y...???mi mom n sista were away at m'sia...so mi bro was all alone at home...ohh...pity him...AS IF LAH...pls emphasize on the AS IF...haha...well...the whole month of raya was a bore actually...i went out "raya-ing" onli a day...dat was also with mi old frens from way back...all the way back from primary skool...haha...funny buggers...had a whale of a time...memories came flooding back...we were like small kids again...we communicated...we interacted...as though we never lost any contacts...but some ppl do change...4 example...that taufik of ours...used to b so quiet...but now ah...havoc liao...he's actually top of mi n sopi's so called list of "ehem-ehem's"...haha...well...he's quite enetertaining to watch...there was never a dull moment...he kept on pestering the girls...dat was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might be meeting again on the 18th...y...???cos i of us r actually getting married soon...who would expect someone getting married so young...all of 20 onli...well...from wad i see...she's quite well-off...for god's sake...she drives a car...i can onli dream...even riding a bike is enuf to make mi feel lazy...muahaha...am i pathetic or wad...wad to do...hady wad...ppl can onli imagine how lazy i can be...haha...such a long time i've been away n such few stories to tell...haha...dats mi for u guys...so...till the day comes...ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i'm thinkin of backpacking around aust. sometime in april next year...any1 interested...???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-110258448067012668?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/110258448067012668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=110258448067012668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/110258448067012668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/110258448067012668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109900197134162712</id><published>2004-10-29T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T06:28:50.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nuthin to write...juz leave bhind 1 of the songs i have been listening to lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I know we just met yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Things be look so right&lt;br /&gt;But you always know just what to say&lt;br /&gt;and what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Girl I feel I need a special way to ask you to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know when's the perfect day&lt;br /&gt;or what's the perfect time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Babe you, leave me confused,&lt;br /&gt;Dont know if I should l let you know or wait it out girl,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;Just what to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So girl what u wana see?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see me get down on my knees?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear me begging baby please?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see me crying for mercy&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, I wish I knew your world&lt;br /&gt;I think Im losing my head over you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I know that it maybe too soon&lt;br /&gt;to know just what you'd like&lt;br /&gt;But I wana know what you've been thru,&lt;br /&gt;what you want from life&lt;br /&gt;Its so real the way I feel so true,&lt;br /&gt;this feelings so hard to fight&lt;br /&gt;Wana now how you feel for me too,&lt;br /&gt;So you can become of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Babe you, leave me confused,&lt;br /&gt;Dont know if I should l let you know&lt;br /&gt;or wait it out girl,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;Just what to do&lt;br /&gt;Im so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So girl wad u wana see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see me get down on my knees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see me begging baby please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see me crying for mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh girl, I wish I knew your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think Im losing my head over you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well someone once told me that you'd end up lonely&lt;br /&gt;Dont let love ever pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Coz I've seen it happen to people&lt;br /&gt;that mattered to me with my very own eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they were mistaken&lt;br /&gt;And I should be waiting, for you to show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just let you know that if I let you go,&lt;br /&gt;Id wonder the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So girl wad u wana see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see me get down on my knees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see me begging baby please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna see crying for mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh girl, I wish I knew your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think Im losing my head over you girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109900197134162712?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109900197134162712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109900197134162712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109900197134162712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109900197134162712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/nuthin-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109874391011450308</id><published>2004-10-26T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:12:08.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;u ppl might b wandering y im still awake at dis this...well its fasting month lah...wad...??!!!dun think i need to &lt;strong&gt;*sahur *&lt;/strong&gt;ah...dun think so eh...guess wad ppl...my brader is goin for his reservist soon...so u wanna noe wads all the big fuss is bout...well...he's been posted to mi base...muahahaha...gd luck to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask mi to teach him bout certain things...how to do this lah...how to do dat lah...told him dat he will juz have to learn from scratch...den he ask mi a stupid question...wad do u do when those gukhas infiltrate ur base...den i said...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kill dem n sent their bodies back to nepal ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...wad a stupid question...aren't they 1 of us...??!!!he said his fren told him dat...well...does his fren werk there or do i...pathetic siak...hmm...wad to say...my brader had always been like dat...ask ppl hu noe shit bout anything...whereas im always in ur face n u dun have the gulls to ask mi...now he will noe wad i have gone thru in there...den he will noe how i do my werk around there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break-fast was a killer...i had not appetite at all...fasting2 also no appetite ah...cannot be...hu says it can't...i think im growing skinnier by the day...haha...on diet pe...haha...no lah...seriously...whether i eat or dun eat...i seem to b unable to put on weight...hmm...aik...but my family members put on weight easily eh...think im not 1 of them ah...like we used to joke around the household...my mom found mi at the garbage collection area...she took mi in n treated like her own...i was so dumb to believe it when i was younger...haha...nvm...u ppl shall reap wad u sow...cos im not here to make ur life any easier...muahahaha...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how evil can i get...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking like educated ang mohs with mi sista at the dinner table...talking in code names n code signs...my brader didn't had a clue bout anything...so he said to my mom...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nie sebab abg tak paham...dorang nye english peh susah*...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i was like grinning from ear to ear....yeah...keep talking in eng for most of the conversation...den came mi mom...*&lt;strong&gt;ta da&lt;/strong&gt;*...she was like being sarcastic bout us talking in eng...in a humourous kind of way...think i got all the sarcasm genes from her...her mouth is like non-stop sarcasm...even i have to give in to her some times...haiyo mother...relak ah...safe speak in eng...not in chn...haha...i talk in chn at home most of the time to my sis...&lt;strong&gt;y...???&lt;/strong&gt;asking her for ciggies ah...scared mother isit...???no lah...mi mom noe bout mi habit alreadi...i dun wanna like ask mi sista for ciggies directly in front of her...wait she will say sumthin like...*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha...takde rokok mintak lagi kakak kau...musti dah habis duit nie...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mother...mother...it juz happens dat i run out of ciggies at dat time...but the funny thing is...she will ask mi whether i want ciggies anot when i accompany her to the shop...n i will go like no need ah...haha...&lt;strong&gt;be humble abit ah&lt;/strong&gt;...anyways...mi mom also smoke...so she will make a fuss over a short period of time onli...(~~,)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting ready for werk in half an hours time...for the time being...juz gonna listen to a few songs...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adios amigos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...gotta werk...werk...werk...!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109874391011450308?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109874391011450308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109874391011450308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109874391011450308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109874391011450308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/u-ppl-might-b-wandering-y-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109856031428116482</id><published>2004-10-24T03:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T03:38:34.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/relaks....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/relaks....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relaks...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109856031428116482?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109856031428116482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109856031428116482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856031428116482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856031428116482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/relaks.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109856030366612229</id><published>2004-10-24T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T03:38:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/relaks2.....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/relaks2.....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg berg...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109856030366612229?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109856030366612229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109856030366612229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856030366612229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856030366612229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/abg-berg.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109856026149900335</id><published>2004-10-24T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T03:37:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/gay%20couple....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/gay%20couple....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;braders...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109856026149900335?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109856026149900335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109856026149900335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856026149900335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109856026149900335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/braders.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109855863740830615</id><published>2004-10-24T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:13:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;ohh...look what you've done...you made a fool of mi...hmm...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed out...totally stressed out...y...???bcos of a girl...i shall not say her name in here...it might embarrassed her...might even upset her...hmmm....wad can i say...1st of all..im not wad u think i am...i'm not like my fren...he's confident whereas im not...wad can i do about it...absolutely nuthin...u tell mi to be like him...with a bit more confidence...well...ur not giving mi the opportunity either...those reading might want to noe who dis gal is...well...this is the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met u n ur fren at a place where relationship shouldn't be taken seriously...dat wad i was hoping for...went there to juz enjoy myself...with my frens n all...went there to vent my frustrations...things n feelings i have been bottling up for so long...didn't expect to get to know u from there...hmmm...haiz...this is really turnin my hair white...my fren was with ur fren...n i was left with u...no complaints at all...truthfully...at first i was attracted to u physically...dat i cannot lie...everyone there was easily attracted to u...even one of my frens...i not goin to name names either...shy as i was...i wanted to ask for ur number...rejection might had rang in my mind...isk...isk...isk...thought i would never see u again...ever...how i was so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren had dis idea of goin on a double date...my sis wanted to join...so we had a triple date instead...went for dinner...didn't u see how embarrassed i was with my sis n fren pressuring mi...i do not succumb to pressure easily...i dun like pressure...im at my lowest when im pressurized...went for a movie afterwards...wanted to talk to u even more...juzt didn't have enuf courage cos all of them was there...so there i was...1 whole nite minding my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span &gt;business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;...den came the part where we had to go home...my fren wanted some private time with ur fren...so i didn't want to disturb him...thought of juz sending u back n dat was it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach ur place...can u imagine how surprised n shocked i was when u wanted to sit down n talk...i was cool with dat...like totally...the starting was a wee bit awkward...but soon we were talking like old frens...u told mi bout urself...i told u bout mi...dare i say...u almost shed a tear telling mi that particular story bout ur brother...wanted to change the topic...but u were alert enuf to change it on ur own...haha...we talk n talk...hours seems like minutes...might i say...we even joked a few times...the interaction with u was like whoa...sorry dat it had to end so abruptly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send u msgs for a few days afterwards...u were not responding...dat i can accept...who am i to her...practically a stranger...but it seems my fondness for u had taken a significant inclination...y...???im still finding the answer for myself...if ur not interested...juz tell mi...i sincerely hope we can still b frens...although it might b awkward for mi when ur around mi...guess i'll juz have to deal with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...readers...now u now y im so STRESSED...hmm...haiz...(--")...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109855863740830615?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109855863740830615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109855863740830615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109855863740830615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109855863740830615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/10/ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109618370613721431</id><published>2004-09-26T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:13:59.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;its been more den two weeks since i last blogged...seems like eternity ey...well...not to mi...carried on with everyday life as per normal...getting back mi fitness...n getting back mi money...haha...wonderful...wonderful 2 weeks...*&lt;strong&gt;i wonder if all the bad things r goin away since i stopped blogging&lt;/strong&gt;*...oh well...there's onli 1 way to find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back to fitness ey...weeee...not all lah...been having games regularly...the skill is still there man...haha...as if lah...played defender during our last ever game...haha...the team would have been in deep shit...n i was totally enjoying playing a defender...i was makin their strikers look like fools...haha...n i had more ball posseion den ever in the game...it was totally like my day...dribble here...dribble there...clear ball here...clear ball there...punt far...punt high...mi right ankle still acting up...will have to relak 1 corner ah...*&lt;strong&gt;how i'm wishing i could go for a scan on mi troublesome ankle&lt;/strong&gt;*...dats not the onli exercise i did...went jogging after werk...some ppl wonder how do i n the others find such energy to go n jog especially after a 24 hr shift...*&lt;strong&gt;well...its not as if we r sprinting or sumthin...we r merely jogging...taking our bloody own sweet time&lt;/strong&gt;*...had a game against the so called *&lt;strong&gt;italians&lt;/strong&gt;*...played gk for kins...first time ever man...really embarrased miself there...went to clear a ball...ricochet against my opponent...n i actually had to pick the ball out of the net...such demoralising debut there...haha...well...all i can say is the ball is slippery...n the gloves r like...well not gloves...like durian gloves ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt how to spend as little money as possible...actually reaping my rewards now...mi fellow colleagues r practically broke...haha...*&lt;strong&gt;sudah makan taik as they say&lt;/strong&gt;*...haha...do u noe y im actualling still having money...???its bcos i have learnt to reduce my shoppimg habit...i bought such 1 3/4 pants in the last 2 weeks...most of the money is spent on food...ciggies..n clubbing...n speaking of clubbing...went to the official opening of the &lt;strong&gt;TUNNEL&lt;/strong&gt;...they were having a foam party...yeah man...it was gonna b great...i was actually trying a few dance steps from the movie "&lt;strong&gt;YOU GOT SERVED&lt;/strong&gt;"...it was great...bikini babes out there...n guys hu just wanted to have fun...haha...n the ladee of the night was like...&lt;strong&gt;WHOA&lt;/strong&gt;...idah if i'm not wrong was her name...in those red bikini...n her dance moves...she didn't go wrong at all dat nite...practically all the guys were eyeing her...i would b lying if i said i didn't...haha...for the 1st time...i was really enjoying getting drunk...i was tripping here...tripping there...i could go on dancing for all i care...i was 1 of the first on 1 of the many podiums there...juzt whipped out the moves dat i had...i wasn't plenty...but it is actually eye-pleasing comparing to some other moves...met a few of my police buddies there...some for werk...some to juz party the night away...saw rasidah if i not wrong...couldn't care less even if i had seen her...i was totally like &lt;strong&gt;drunk&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...well...its been an eventful 2 weeks i might say...hopefully another 2 weeks of enjoyment is stil on the cards...haha...ciao every1...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109618370613721431?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109618370613721431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109618370613721431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109618370613721431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109618370613721431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109203943044153182</id><published>2004-08-09T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:14:34.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ninth of august two thousand and four...today is the thirty-ninth year of our independence...none can describe how i feel bout singapore...be it good or be it bad...so here's a little phrase made famous by a great man of yesteryears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"IT IS NOT THE CRITIC THAT COUNTS, NOR THE MAN WHO POINTS OUT HOW THE STRONG MAN STUMBLED, OR WHERE THE DOER OF DEEDS COULD HAVE DONE THEM BETTER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE CREDIT BELONGS TO THE MAN WHO IS ACTUALLY IN THE ARENA; WHOSE IS MARRED BY DUST AND SWEAT AND BLOOD, WHO STRIVES VALIANTLY, WHO ERRS, AND COME SHORT AGAIN BECAUSE THERE IS NO EFFORT WITHOUT WOE AND SHORTCOMINGS, WHO DOES ACTUALLY TRY TO DO THE DEED, WHO KNOWS THE GREAT ENTHUSIASMS, THE GREAT DEVOTION AND SPENDS HIMSELF IN A WORTHY CAUSE, WHO AT THE WORST, IF HE FAILS, AT LEAST FAILS WHILE DARING GREATLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FOR BETTER IT IS TO DARE MIGHTY THINGS, TO WIN GLORIOUS TRIUMPHS EVEN THOUGH CHEQUERED BY FAILURE, THAN TO RANK WITH THOSE POOR SPIRITS WHO NEITHER ENJOY NOR SUFFER MUCH BECAUSE THEY LIVE IN THE GREY TWILIGHT THAT KNOWS NEITHER VICTORY NOR DEFEAT..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109203943044153182?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109203943044153182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109203943044153182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109203943044153182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109203943044153182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/ninth-of-august-two-thousand-and-four.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109152403554139512</id><published>2004-08-03T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:14:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week in...weak out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;isk...isk...isk...not an eventful weekend for mi...had a game on sunday...haha...&lt;strong&gt;*its been a long time coming*&lt;/strong&gt;...a game with the guys of olden times...those wonderful days...haha...got a call from shai...said playing against shafiq's team...its been a long time since i saw them...&lt;strong&gt;A REALLY LONG TIME...&lt;/strong&gt;ah kok came to pick mi up...den proceeded to bb to meet up with shai n his frens...rode down to ntu...hmm...&lt;strong&gt;*a university ey*&lt;/strong&gt;...quite confusing ah the place with all the hostel...mcm maze siak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really in the best shape of mi life...had 1 competitive game since the &lt;strong&gt;ACCIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;...really &lt;strong&gt;PANCIT&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...not dat i really need to play...they deploy mi as a striker...need to run like headless chicken onli wad...&lt;strong&gt;*every pun intended*&lt;/strong&gt;...like wad kaili said...i really lost it early on...&lt;strong&gt;*haiz*&lt;/strong&gt;...dis is wad has bcome of mi...y isn't i selected for &lt;strong&gt;K.I.N.S&lt;/strong&gt;...???biased buggers...at least i can werk on mi fitness if i were selected rite...and now i'm like &lt;strong&gt;SHIT...TOTALLY SHIT...&lt;/strong&gt;wad to do...life's a &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from werk dis mornin...haha...really late...soong n hisham had sumthin to tell us...bout the prowling thingy...said dat we didn't do lah all dis thing...&lt;strong&gt;*hey dickweed...u think wad...2 1/2 years is a long time...so give it a rest...i'll do it later in the year*&lt;/strong&gt;...mangkuk...speaking of mangkuk...i'll b heading down to 7-11 2dae...1st day of werk...&lt;strong&gt;*as if i've never werk there b4 ah...!!!*&lt;/strong&gt;...okie lah...not as excited...juz need the xtra money...going to get married soon...haha...&lt;strong&gt;*i wish*...&lt;/strong&gt;have to learn evrything back from scratch...waste of bloody time...y dun juz ask mi to do the stock up...haha...&lt;strong&gt;*which i'll never do*&lt;/strong&gt;...okie lah...gtg...gotta get ready...off to werk...tomolo werk also...the day after werk also...hmmm...&lt;strong&gt;*i hear cash rolling in*...MUAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109152403554139512?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109152403554139512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109152403554139512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152403554139512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152403554139512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/week-inweak-out.html' title='week in...weak out...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109152300834060832</id><published>2004-08-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:50:08.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/DSCF0166.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/DSCF0166.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting it soon in sept...!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109152300834060832?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109152300834060832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109152300834060832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152300834060832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152300834060832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/getting-it-soon-in-sept.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109152283787457772</id><published>2004-08-03T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:47:17.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/naik%20giler%202....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/naik%20giler%202....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going...going...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109152283787457772?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109152283787457772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109152283787457772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152283787457772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152283787457772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/going.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109152282851409844</id><published>2004-08-03T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:47:08.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/naik%20giler....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/naik%20giler....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE...!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109152282851409844?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109152282851409844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109152282851409844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152282851409844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152282851409844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/gone.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109152269018843456</id><published>2004-08-03T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:44:50.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/ayam%20togel....jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/ayam%20togel....jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day at werk...nuthin betta to do...!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109152269018843456?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109152269018843456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109152269018843456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152269018843456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109152269018843456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-day-at-werk.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109103475720395037</id><published>2004-07-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:16:27.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wobbly...bobbly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;didn't had enuf sleep since monday evening...so when i had the opportunity to sleep till late 2dae, i took the chance...not b4 i settled sumthins...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the new guys came in yesterday...darrell...the guy with the bod to die for...amy did ask him how he was able to sculpt his body till the way he is...he jus said he's been like dat since he was a baby...&lt;strong&gt;*yeah rite...as though pigs can fly ah...exceptional for AIR PORK ah*&lt;/strong&gt;...if he's like dat since young...den wad will i be...i would have the body of hulk...&lt;strong&gt;*but betta looking lah*&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...but he's quite a quiet fella ah...but can make it lah...he still join in the fun we always have as a team...the other guy is alshafiee...haha...dis guy ah...dun look all the 22 years dat he's been on dis earth ah...dis another quiet guy...dunno y rory talk to him in english...haha...but den he always do...so forget it ah...dis shafiee ah...had the gulls to tuck his pants into his boots...&lt;strong&gt;*FOR GOD'S SAKE LAH BRADER...WAD R THE GUTTERS FOR*&lt;/strong&gt;...he said he was in a hurry so he didn't use the gutters...yeah rite man...always make time to wear ur gutters...it is certainly more comfortable wearing it man...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;knocked off on wed mornin...went home...on the comp for a while n den i was off to ghim moh...needed to talk to edmund...haha...possibly askin for a job...wad to do...&lt;strong&gt;NS ALLOWANCE SIMPLY CAN'T MAKE IT&lt;/strong&gt;...he was all down and out...y...???cos there was another store dat had recently opened...a 24-hours store...competition is stiff...but dun dwell on it anymore man...cos &lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK...I'M BACK...I'M BACK...&lt;/strong&gt;i'll make sure you'll b making money man...or my name won't be mady...eh wait a minute...it isn't...haha...time to take some 40 winks...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TO: SSS Soong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;RE: Extra allowance to be increased&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear sir,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;             Wah lau eh...increase our allownace eh...u think wad...werk Mc'donalds izzit...think there also give betta salary ah...all i wanna say is...GIVE MI MY $150 AH...I WANT IT AND I WANT IT NOW...!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109103475720395037?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109103475720395037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109103475720395037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109103475720395037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109103475720395037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/wobblybobbly.html' title='wobbly...bobbly...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109086564046045365</id><published>2004-07-27T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:17:12.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless in s'pore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hmm...thought there was soccer dis weekend...but no...saturday soccer prac was cancelled...cos it was raining cats and dogs...really...never in a long time has it rained dis heavily...safe i was werking in the nite shift...as least can sleep while it was raining n the weather was cool...hmm...contacted some of the guys...they said they were going to newton..wanted to celebrate kartik's bdae...go there not to eat...but to do sumthin else n i mean by&lt;strong&gt;  SUMTHIN&lt;/strong&gt; else...they can &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;  get tired of such things...haha...but its a tiring thing all right...haha...ask them wanna play soccer on sunday instead...said they call mi...den last min sms mi said the thing cancelled...okie ah...have to accept the facts that ppl have their own lives to run...can't answer my every beck and call...haha...used to depend on them for company...not anymore...rather stay at home nowadays...y...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)no money to spend...&lt;br /&gt;2)everyone has their own things to do...&lt;br /&gt;3)rather play around wif mi cat...&lt;br /&gt;4)food at home much more nicer...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;really been feeling hungrier much more lately...dunno y...mayb got &lt;strong&gt;WORMS&lt;/strong&gt;...hus to noe ah...eat so much den never gain weight...every1 would wanna die to get into my situation...haha...dis &lt;strong&gt;STEREOTYPICAL WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;...hmm...thinkin lately...wanna join the old 7-11 gang once again...im juz afraid dat i dun have time on mi own...might b involved in so much werk...but den i need the dough...really in deep &lt;strong&gt;sh*t&lt;/strong&gt;...mi latest hp bill is around $180...i did not noe i had called so many ppl in the last month...wah...juz waiting for the volcano to erupt once she learns of it...it my&lt;strong&gt;  MOM &lt;/strong&gt;of course...gonna search for covers...hmmm...okie...gonna go to sleep...gotta go to werk later...any1 reading dis...might drop by &lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;/strong&gt;7-11 dis wed...look out for mi...dun even blink...okie ciao...no more quotes...mi minds blank...gonna go for depression anonymous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109086564046045365?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109086564046045365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109086564046045365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109086564046045365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109086564046045365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/sleepless-in-spore.html' title='sleepless in s&apos;pore...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109059262816365013</id><published>2004-07-23T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:18:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;this week has truly live up to its billing...&lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;...never even went out this week...never lepak2 around...smoked lesser...spent money lesser also...&lt;strong&gt;*cos i'm to the point of makan taik ah*&lt;/strong&gt;...wah...wah...wah...tomolo another fruitless day at werk...got training...dun even noe whether i'll b playing next week anot...&lt;strong&gt;*wad the heck*&lt;/strong&gt;...since when have i ever cared bout such things...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im probly gonna start werking at 7-11 soon...mayb the start of august...juz wanna increase my monthly income...wad i'm earning in ns is practically not enuf...hmm...goin by how i really enjoy life...it is enuf to last mi the whole of 2 outings...the cover charges...the drinks...the cigs...the foods...the entertainmen...&lt;strong&gt;*haiz*&lt;/strong&gt;...life's a drag...literally...drag myself everywhere i go...even to werk...soon its gonna end...have bout a year left...haha...den free as a bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Spread My WIngs One Day,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Soar High Above Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;But For The Time Being Gonna Stay Rooted To The Ground,&lt;br /&gt;For I'm Not Yet Prepared To Live My Life Independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109059262816365013?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109059262816365013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109059262816365013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109059262816365013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109059262816365013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/haiz.html' title='haiz..'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109033871136919132</id><published>2004-07-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T02:23:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/640/baju%20gue....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/1183/200/baju%20gue....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mi I.R.F shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109033871136919132?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109033871136919132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109033871136919132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109033871136919132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109033871136919132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/mi-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109033766320499689</id><published>2004-07-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:18:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;it is the start of a &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt; week...started off on monday...was having the&lt;strong&gt;  monday blues&lt;/strong&gt;...wad to do...absolutely pissed off...had a match in the afternoon at the academy...initially did not want to go...but the guys persuaded mi to...they say once u go down they sure to let u play...hmm...i was thinkin i could prove them wrong...the regulars i mean...took the 105...n guess hu i saw in the bus on mi way there...&lt;strong&gt;germaine&lt;/strong&gt;...an old skool mate of mine...she has definitely grown taller since the last time mi saw her...that was like ages ago...&lt;strong&gt;*ya...ya...i'm really dat old lah*...&lt;/strong&gt;mi fren ask mi hu she was...haha...he thought she was 'hot'...&lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt;...???!!!hmm...yeah...betta keep mi opinions to miself...haha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;reach the academy at long last...sense of deja vu &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;...went to the pavilion...n guess hu i saw now...a fren of a fren of mine...nicknamed '&lt;strong&gt;dagu&lt;/strong&gt;'...haha...he actually lived around mi 'kampung' not so while back...surprised to see he was playing for TRACOM...&lt;strong&gt;*so good ah...???!!!*&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...went to pitch 3...which was the worst avaialable there...i was juz waiting for abg mail to give mi a kit...wait there until can melt also never received...the other trainers were wondering y i wasn't changing...i juz said i wasn't playing...they couldn't believe...haha...well...i couldn't believe it myself when i first got to know of it...but wad to do...the coach is not a coach...the captain is in charged...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;game started...they were all over the place...especially that o'l capitan of ours...he couldn't get passed they guy he was against with so he changed flanks...didn't fare much betta there either...so much for the &lt;strong&gt;HOOHAA&lt;/strong&gt; of used to play for the &lt;strong&gt;foxtrot warriors&lt;/strong&gt;(consecutive champs for 3 years)...yeah like real ah brader...so much for focusing on playing like &lt;strong&gt;portugal&lt;/strong&gt;...even figo would have been ashamed...yeah...its the same guy the captain was trying to emulate...the onli did he did figo &lt;strong&gt;PROUD&lt;/strong&gt; was how well he was diving all over the place...finally it ended...&lt;strong&gt;*THANK GOD*&lt;/strong&gt;...it ended with the score of 2-0 in favour of the &lt;strong&gt;STAR &lt;/strong&gt;team...hmmm...guessed it was expected...especially with a coach hu gives in to the captain...n having a captain like dat...n a vice-captain hus a &lt;strong&gt;KEDI&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...i'm not saying i'm good or anything but by what the other guys say...i'm definitely betta den the both of them...&lt;strong&gt;SERVES THEM RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;...bias biatches...!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Don't Let You Ego&lt;br /&gt;In The Way,&lt;br /&gt;Sooner Rather Then Later,&lt;br /&gt;You Will Find That You Have To Eat Your Words,&lt;br /&gt;For Breakfast, Lunch &amp;amp; Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109033766320499689?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109033766320499689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109033766320499689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109033766320499689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109033766320499689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/boring.html' title='boring...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-109008211655060782</id><published>2004-07-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:21:11.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a starry starry nite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;cause its friday nite hey...&lt;strong&gt;WOOHOO...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...met up with man n man at bk borders around 10...supposed to meet at 0930 though...but wad the heck...haha...saw some babes down there...haha...for the 2nd time in a week i bumped into azli...haha...firefighter seh...&lt;strong&gt;*mcm bapak dia mude2 dulu ah*...&lt;/strong&gt;hmm...ate some fries...den we were on our way to zion road...sounded like we were in the matrix or sumthin...waited for syam outside zouk...called him n den ask us to proceed 1st...okie...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hmm...went in...25 bucks...x siak...hmm...wad to do...wanna enjoy wad...straight away went to the toilet once gotten mi 'chop'...met another bugger in there...rizal of all ppl...&lt;strong&gt;DAT BAPUK...&lt;/strong&gt;such a lame arse...introduced mi to his gf...never really took a good look at her...it was dark by the way...n...&lt;strong&gt;I DIDN'T REALLY CARE&lt;/strong&gt;...hmm...proceeded to zouk 1st...went 1 whole round...hmm...suspected mi saw a boyfren of a fren of mine...&lt;strong&gt;*did he tell her anot he's going partying...???!!!*&lt;/strong&gt;...anyways...dats not mi prob...bumped into a few ladies...how soft can their skins be man...it was like turning mi on...haha...as if lah....gotta '&lt;strong&gt;GRIND&lt;/strong&gt;' some of them...&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;...wad to do...the place was crowded n the walkway was narrow...no excuses there...went to phuture...&lt;strong&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/strong&gt;...packed like sardines...went starry eyed after dat...saw celebs...&lt;strong&gt;NAJIP ALI...CHERYL FOX...SHEIK HAIKEL...ANNABELLE FRANCIS...THE OTHER GUY OF CONSTRUCTION SITE...N THE GUY FROM AN EYE FOR A GUY...&lt;/strong&gt;dat chn-muslim guy...the hu sang bout the toad...frog...wadeva lah...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went back to zouk...met a fren's of man...the one he sent to a mi a pic of...hmm...wad was her name...&lt;strong&gt;CARA ey...???&lt;/strong&gt;think so ah...man told mi she got took part in this year's miss singapore universe...haha...hmmm....didn't watch the show anyways...she was like va-va-voom...haha...she hugged n kissed man...how envious was i there man...soon afterwards...syam arrived...haha...went to phuture again...it was club-hopping man...haha...but within the same vicinity...haha...throughout the whole nite...we were basically goin here n there...haha...suddenly...there was a shut down at phuture...guessed some1 muz had distributed some drugs...some &lt;strong&gt;C.I.D&lt;/strong&gt;  guys were there...weak ah...not a way to end the nite...haha...left the place bout 0400...while walking to the traffic light...it suddenly rained...ran like mad...haha...syam somemore kena '&lt;strong&gt;SAMAN&lt;/strong&gt;'...but nevermind ey...as long can send mi home can alreadi ah...wad a nite...&lt;strong&gt;WAD A NITE&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Its Always Sad&lt;br /&gt;When You Part Ways With Someone You Loved,&lt;br /&gt;Its More Sad&lt;br /&gt;When The Ones You Loved Are No More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-109008211655060782?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/109008211655060782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=109008211655060782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109008211655060782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/109008211655060782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/starry-starry-nite.html' title='a starry starry nite...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108997652500941681</id><published>2004-07-16T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:22:07.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;isk...isk...isk...it's should have been an unforgettable week...but no...as u all remember...&lt;strong&gt;OR SOME DON'T...&lt;/strong&gt;mi bdae fall on the 12th...dat was unforgetable for sure...thought had soccer the next dae at TRACOM...but it was not to be...went down there...met herman at the bus stop...he told mi it was cancelled...he said it was due to the waterlogged pitch or sumthin...&lt;strong&gt;AARRGHH...&lt;/strong&gt;y didn't they called earlier...waste mi bloody time man...wah...n i was like all excited n everything bout the day&lt;strong&gt;...DICK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;okie...wasn't dat bad ah...went to town...eat some more...haha...getting fatter by the day&lt;strong&gt;...WOOHOO...&lt;/strong&gt;walked around town for a while...met up with amin n kid...went to starbucks to relak...haha...saw dis &lt;strong&gt;B.E.A.U.TIFUL&lt;/strong&gt; lady...fuhh...mak salleh some more...she had dat damn seductive eyes...with long blonde hair...n her figure was like picture perfect...&lt;strong&gt;*okie hady...get a grip on urself*...&lt;/strong&gt;went to party world...shout till u can't shout no more...haha...arrived home at bout 0230...fuhh...had takraw the next day...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AARRGGHH...&lt;/strong&gt;not again...the bloody gurkhas didin't even show up...wad the &lt;strong&gt;*toot*&lt;/strong&gt;...for consecutive daes went down to TRACOM for fresh air...okie lah...didn't want to get all sweaty also...bloody buggers all wanna play a frenly with the pcg guys...wahh...mangkuk...in tha same regu as hasiq n alam...hasiq 'kancheong spider' was as usual...played everything on the line...alam 'play socccer onli', well, knows how to play soccer onli...wah...i was like there juz to make up the numbers...which i truely expected of course...okie...nevermind...went to newton after dat to eat...it was basically raining elephants n giraffes...&lt;strong&gt;WET...WET...WET...&lt;/strong&gt;ran in the rain...haha...never played in the rain for such a long time...hmm...had a hearty meal...2 stingrays...fuhh...cockles...nasi goreng seafood...u could basically put mi n zack there n we could finish the whole course...haha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;worked yesterday...had in-service too...&lt;strong&gt;AIYO...&lt;/strong&gt;came to werk...slept till 1400...den it was off to a day in hell...went to the canteen...had a drink bfore the dreadful essay...wah...wasn't the essay bout &lt;strong&gt;TERRORISM&lt;/strong&gt; enuf...???!!! handed out the papers...n i haven had the slightest idea of wad to write bout...okie...nevermind...write nonsense can alreadi...after dat we went to draw our smg&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;...assessment time...had to do arrest first...bcome a suspect...suspected of picking up mangosteen...haha...&lt;strong&gt;MANGOSTEENS OF ALL FRUITS...&lt;/strong&gt;???!!! haha...wad an idea hady...had to roll all over the floor...the guys didn't give face at all...turn mi arm inside out...mi tight shoulder was giving mi probs...rolling in pain...finished the damn thing...had bout 10 minutes smoke break...den it was back to more assessment...now it was a scenario test...haha...dis was funny man...looking at &lt;strong&gt;SOONG&lt;/strong&gt; n his amatuer acting at its best...hahaha...he was actually in a good mood for the whole day...&lt;strong&gt;*guessing wads up in his oversized butt*...&lt;/strong&gt;hmm...had nite fibua after dat...&lt;strong&gt;INTERESTING...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...played in the dark...malam jumaat some more...finish the whole session bout 2230...had duty from 0000 till 0800...another sleepless nite..haha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;meetin up with man n man later...probly goin to phuture...haha...a long time since the ppl of zion had spoken to mi...haha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumulus CLouds Are Gathering,&lt;br /&gt;Looks Like Its Gonna Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Rolled Around On Bended Knees,&lt;br /&gt;Guess What I Feel, Obviously Pain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108997652500941681?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108997652500941681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108997652500941681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108997652500941681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108997652500941681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/hands-up.html' title='hands up...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108964343101995809</id><published>2004-07-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:22:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the story goes like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;it was exactly 20 years ago...dis very day...my mom was sweating like a pig...&lt;strong&gt;SORRY MOM&lt;/strong&gt;...she n my dad had waited bout 9 months for &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; day to arrive...it was finally happening...in the wee hours of the mornin...my mom gave birth to healthy baby boy...their second bundle of joy within 2 years...dis baby was den given the name &lt;strong&gt;HADY&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...my dad was totally excited...havin 2 boys within 2 years...it was his dream...he wanted a son so dat he could kick a ball around with...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden check to reality...now dat baby boy has grown up to b 1 ignoramus, laid-back, name-calling, one-line wonders, independent bugger...haha...which i totally am by the way&lt;strong&gt;...*think so ey*&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...wad was goin to happen on dis day of his...spent his first few hours as a 20-year-old at some cafe called hard rock...there with his homies not expecting anything...a small circle of frens suddenly expanded...mi homies from primary skool were there...mi homies from secondary skool were there...mi homies from 'kampung' were there...mi homies from camp were there...danced the nite away...&lt;strong&gt;DEN&lt;/strong&gt;...ppl were scattering all over the place...a fight had broken out...3-on-3...like some basketball game...haha...dis fella had a swollen face...fight as if he were dancing...kudos to him...cos he was literally beaten to a pulp until the bouncers came dat is&lt;strong&gt;...*so yaya*...&lt;/strong&gt;not dat i care...went back to the place...all wet n with glass pieces all over the place...glasses n jugs actually thrown by ppl hu were not involved in the thing at all...at 1 point i almost wanted to flash mi &lt;strong&gt;'card'&lt;/strong&gt;...but den think of it its not worth it...i'll b in a whole lotta s**t writing all those reports...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 2...had a family lunch at swensen's along holland v...den went to queensway...shop till u drop type of thing...haha...bought 3 t-shirts...a pair of jeans...a pair of shoes n some accessories...mounting in excess of &lt;strong&gt;$250...*haiyo*...&lt;/strong&gt;few things n it cost so much ah...&lt;strong&gt;*cukup bulan makan taik*&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...now at home...waitin for the guys to call...rendezvous nite...haha...mayb go for supper...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Mom,&lt;br /&gt;For Bringing Me Into This World.&lt;br /&gt;Rest Assure That I Will Take Care Of You,&lt;br /&gt;Till The Day I No Longer Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108964343101995809?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108964343101995809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108964343101995809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108964343101995809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108964343101995809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-story-goes-like-this.html' title='and the story goes like this...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108953431168610619</id><published>2004-07-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:23:19.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vou pape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;isk...isk...isk&lt;/strong&gt;...wad a day...yday met up wif mi old homies...got down to business at 1 of the pubs at railway mall...haha...played some pool...played some darts...had a zip along wif jacob on his bike...thought i had lost mi specs when i got down on from his bike...all the possibilities striked mi at once...couldn't have been crushed by some car or vehicle...&lt;strong&gt;arrrggghhh...nnnnnoooo...&lt;/strong&gt;went back to his bike...n there it was...mi precious specs...sitting on the road juz bside the bike...all &lt;strong&gt;$200&lt;/strong&gt; worth of it...if i had lost the bloody thing...my mom had surely thrown a big fuss...haha...not dat i care at all...after all...i had juz receive a voucher from optic lens...haha...2 vouchers some more...&lt;strong&gt;$100 n $150&lt;/strong&gt;...i'm thinkin of buying another specs ey...a non-tinted 1...hmm...juz imagining how it will look on mi...haha...mi n mi imaginations...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae...we are goin to hard rock man...haha...rock on...its been a long time since i partied...there'll b bout 3 parties to go to within a week...haha...actually its a waste of money...but wad the crap...need to have some enjoyment in life...haha&lt;strong&gt;...*cukup bulan makan taik dok*&lt;/strong&gt;...yeah...n its been happening since i got out of camp...haha...can't wait till 2nite...its reggae nite baby...make sure u move dat booty...cutie...cutie...hmm...meetin up with the guys arnd 9...its never early with them...haha...but wad to do...we are bcoming owls...mi having these luggages under mi eyes dat can fit mi whole wardrobe...haha...never had enuf sleep nowadays...never mind...im on leave tomolo...so...can wait up late...&lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;...woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Going To Hard Rock,&lt;br /&gt;Have A Shot Of Tequila Or Two.&lt;br /&gt;Selagi Tak Mabuk,&lt;br /&gt;Tak Balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108953431168610619?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108953431168610619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108953431168610619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108953431168610619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108953431168610619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/vou-pape.html' title='vou pape...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108927565975914035</id><published>2004-07-08T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:23:59.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in-line dancing is the way to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;woke up at 1430 yday...all bcos i had to go to dis damn takraw game dat the unit had signed up for...dis unit of mine ah...really ah...everything sign up...think can win everything ah...hmm...made mi way to commonwealth mrt station...met up wif man n zack...went to p.a of all places...as if i had not enuf of the damn thing...6 mths in the academy n it was like hell...the training i mean...not the friends i made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had juz enuf guys to make up the 3 regus...as expected...i was in the 3rd regu...i dunno how to play takraw at all...haha...lame arse...lost the game...20-30...not bad at all i might say...haha...for an amatuer like mi...went to town after dat...hungry until words cannot describe the feeling...haha...like real...ate at long john's at cine...saw dis lady in blue top n the micro mini skirt...she was like kurang ajar in the way she dressed...&lt;strong&gt;sakit oie&lt;/strong&gt;...fffuuhhh&lt;strong&gt;...*main sabun*...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...jkjk...had a smoke outside cine jus in her view...like dunno like dat ah...purposely...den we wanted to lepak2...ideal place was at taka...can enjoy god's creations there...little did i noe they were holding dis in-line dance thingy...haha...saw dis ah pek...made fun of him...he dance like he knew every move...every song also wanna dance...we were laughing our socks of...if i were wearing any lah dat is...haha...really ah dat ah pek...sat there bout an hour...got off our butts n sumthin to drink...bought a big gulp n sat at the other side of taka...haha...still listening to the songs played there...we were like making a fools of ourselves...haha...wif mi dancing all over the place...wif mi cap on the floor...we were like buskers for hire...haha...i actually can chacha...haha...really...got the groove...haha...headed home bout 2030...sat in the mrt...den zack saw dis ladee...haha...saw the longkang...he actually sms man dis&lt;strong&gt;...*sedap nmpk longkang*...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...wad a day...mayb goin hrc dis sunday...&lt;strong&gt;reggae nite ey&lt;/strong&gt;...mayb onli...no certainty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Its Not A Matter Of Winning Or Losing,&lt;br /&gt;Its The Participation.&lt;br /&gt;Its Not The Number OF Hours You Put Into The Effort,&lt;br /&gt;Its The Amount Of Effort You Put Into Those Hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108927565975914035?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108927565975914035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108927565975914035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108927565975914035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108927565975914035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/in-line-dancing-is-way-to-go.html' title='in-line dancing is the way to go...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108891962115371892</id><published>2004-07-04T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:24:23.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia-induced labour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;wad a schedule i had for werk...so relaxing...but dat was not to b the case...thought i could sleep by 11...was i wrong...couldn't sleep...walk here...walk there...smoke here...smoke there...nuthin seems to b werking...den an idea came to mind...how bout watchin some tv...think should b able to the job...took alvin's bike and went to the canteen...watch the eye...instead of falling asleep, mi eyes keep getting bigger...n wider...i was more awake den ever...&lt;strong&gt;isk...isk...isk...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eye was fascinating...not dat i bother at all...when i first reach the canteen...the guys were all there...so i took a chair n make miself comfy...instaed of happily watchin the movie...i was 'disturbed' about 5 minutes into the thing...i actually felt as if a hand had brushed mi neck...looked around...saw nuthin...look at the floor...saw nuthin...i thought it was an insect cos it was 1 wet night...insects flying her n there...but surprising there wasn't any at the canteen...i actually voiced &lt;strong&gt;vulgarities&lt;/strong&gt;...but not dat loudly...not to the point mi frens would be able to hear mi...i did not want to scare dem away...cos actually 1 of dem was a bit timid lah...left all alone at the scr room...haha...serve him rite for making dat rule....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys decided it was bout time to go down to the guardroom...it was approx. 0030...went to the quaters...had a puff with yap...he actually offered mi some pills...to get mi to sleep...haha...he gave mi a pill dat relaxes the muscle n cause some drowsiness...dath could be the thing i was hoping for...gulped down the damn thing...den make miself comfy on the bed...about 5 mins later...&lt;strong&gt;GONE&lt;/strong&gt;...an hour later woke up...i was tossing n turning like nobody's business...wah...depressing siak...went into the guardroom...play some computer games...thought it would make mi sleepy...but...&lt;strong&gt;NO...&lt;/strong&gt;i hadn't had 40 winks since den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer in the mornin some more...representing dis unit of mine...how am i suppose to play if i hadn't had proper sleep...isk...isk...isk...were thrashed by the opponents beyond recognition...actually have a scar to prove dat i've been thru war n survived...argh....can't go to sleep...wad am i suppose to do...???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;My Eyes Are Heavy...&lt;br /&gt;Wished Could Shut Them For About A Minute.&lt;br /&gt;My Body Is Aching...&lt;br /&gt;A Massage Is What I Need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108891962115371892?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108891962115371892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108891962115371892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108891962115371892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108891962115371892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/07/insomnia-induced-labour.html' title='insomnia-induced labour...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108851557625568435</id><published>2004-06-29T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:24:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chronicles my a***e...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hmm...chronicles of riddick is not i thought it would be...i thought it was a prequel to pitch black...but den its actually a sequel...the director muz be really confused at the time he made the movie...haha...but den the 'jack' in the 1st movie truned out to be 1 hot babe...muahaha...slim...sleek...n deadly...wouldn't want to be near her...haha...came late for the movie...&lt;strong&gt;WADS NEW...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...actually had 1 of the guys to come out of the cinema n gave mi the ticket...hehe...wad a lame arse i am...&lt;strong&gt;even the ticket collector now knows my name...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on a tight budget...after all...i dun earn enuf to last mi a month...haiya...ns life wad...u dun expect the government to give mi a million dollars rite...not even if i serve them mi whole lifetime...sat down at the kopitiam wif the guys...talk nonsense as usual...haha...talk bout &lt;strong&gt;INDIA&lt;/strong&gt;...talk about masseaus...haha...funny thing ah...xtra services n all...kena &lt;strong&gt;AIDS&lt;/strong&gt; den noe ah...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to al-ameen bout 1 plus in the mornin...had nasi pattaya wif a cup of tea to go along wif it...hmm...fulfillment...haha...talk cock...haha&lt;strong&gt;...*ah soh...wad u doing ah*...&lt;/strong&gt;haha...burst out laughing like 1 mad man...den saw dis gal...okie lah...not dat pretty...definitely not ugly...juz nice...a gal with those slutty face...those type go clubbing sure got touchy-feely 1s...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day;&lt;br /&gt;2, 3, Cat Running...&lt;br /&gt;2 And 3 Can Find.&lt;br /&gt;You There All By Yourself...&lt;br /&gt;Looking Pretty And Refined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108851557625568435?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108851557625568435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108851557625568435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108851557625568435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108851557625568435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/chronicles-my-ae.html' title='chronicles my a***e...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108841549296027216</id><published>2004-06-28T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:25:26.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;guiness&lt;/strong&gt;...come n get mi...i juz set a new record for staying at the scr room in K.I.N.S shrt history...haha...but might i say...i was quite good...totally cut from the outside world...my team mates joking n fooling around without mi knowing anything...for once, i was at peace with miself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volunteer to stay there for the next &lt;strong&gt;24hrs&lt;/strong&gt;...the scr dat is...haha...the so called &lt;strong&gt;SECRET CAMERA ROOM&lt;/strong&gt;...haha...dun look so secret to mi at all...there i was minding mi own business all day long...food delivered to mi like i was some prisoner...went out of the room for a while when the commander came up...he came up with suhaimi n alvin looking for wad else but durians...its over man...its over...the durian season is over...&lt;strong&gt;(--")&lt;/strong&gt;...okie...back to mi story...there i was...at the back of the scr...fuuhhh...was i impressed with the scenery...there i was standing there...looking at the trees in the horizon...wished i could share dis moment with some1...haha...i wanted to take a chair n sit there till dusk...absorbing everything...felt so free juz gazing at the wonderful scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;When I Made This Quote,&lt;br /&gt;I Was Thinking Bout You.&lt;br /&gt;I Ended The Quote,&lt;br /&gt;Still Thinking Bout You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108841549296027216?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108841549296027216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108841549296027216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108841549296027216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108841549296027216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/scr.html' title='scr...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108825036457670647</id><published>2004-06-26T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:26:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new sons of liberty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADY...MADY...MADY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its been a long time since i heard call mi by dat nick...it all started in camp...i dunno whether it was on purpose or was he a bit short-sighted...i still remember those words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;OC: ur chairman is...&lt;br /&gt;Class: ...(class waitin in silence hoping they're not the unlucky 1...)&lt;br /&gt;OC: mady...&lt;br /&gt;MI: my name's hady, sir...&lt;br /&gt;OC: wadeva lah...mady...bloody...hady...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadeva did he mean...but thanks to him...the nick still stuck till dis day...okie wadeva...went out to town with the sons of 52...its been a long time since we gather...had to meet a little late cos i had a match to attend to...i was totally exhausted...yah...it was like ten mins into the game n i was like panting...i hadn't had a real match under mi belts since the accident...i probly wun have anymore...mi right ankle has been giving mi probs since...dun think can play the way i used to...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet kanc at clementi mrt control station...still the same old kancil...haha...heard dat he got bitten by a dog at werk...took a look at his scars...hmm...deep oie...got bitten by a german sheperd...i think the dog could have eaten him for dinner...hmmm...talk bout girls...its always like dat bout him...he like chinese girls a lot...esp those in camp...remember him liking 1 of those female officers in training...always disturbing her...haha...soon we reached orchard...meet syam and yan(of sq 59)...he never did tell mi he bought a new bike...arse hole...walk2...sight-see...saw dis 1 cute malay gal sitting wif her frens...hehe...thought i was the onli 1 dat noticed her...noo...so did the others...haha...well...they too have eyes wad...walked till cine...meet yus there...den we walked all the way back to bk borders...cos someone wanted a drink...i dun noe hu...waited for a'an...he came down wearing somewad predictable...like some1 hu was going clubbing...haha...dats the way he is...den we went back to taka...back n forth...back n forth...makin mi tired...now we were meetin cicak...he too have a new bike...y is every1 buying a bike except mi...hmm...went to far east shopping centre...played pool while waiting for man...it took him like an eternity to reach town...den we had sumthin to eat...watch a bit of soccer on the teley...den went back...i couldn't sleep till bout 7 in the mornin...hit the sack soon after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Friendship Are Meant To Last Forever,&lt;br /&gt;Marriage Even Longer.&lt;br /&gt;Although It May Not Work Out All Together,&lt;br /&gt;Is The Bond Still There One Might Wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108825036457670647?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108825036457670647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108825036457670647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108825036457670647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108825036457670647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-sons-of-liberty.html' title='the new sons of liberty...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108805880467355304</id><published>2004-06-24T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:26:41.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wood's peppermint...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;ahhh...uhhh...ihhh...&lt;br /&gt;my nose feels terrible cos dis flu i have...bloody toot...sick man...went to see doc...safe no need pay any money...haha...everything is free is ns ah...hehe...dis doc like was so cold...n he had dis burmese name...nyi nyi tun...bloody arse...check here...check there...say mi no fever...&lt;strong&gt;was the f**k&lt;/strong&gt;...den i was feeling all down n out for wad...ignoramus of a doctor...how i juz wish dat dis doctors take some time to interact with their patients for a while...would it kill dem...earn a lot of dough but b humble ey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for coughs...&lt;br /&gt;for sore throats...&lt;br /&gt;for flu...&lt;br /&gt;take &lt;strong&gt;WOOD'S PEPPERMINT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure to cure u wan...ahhh...same thing also...if the flu wanna stay...it will stay...regardless of race, language or religion...okie...my mind's wandering off...dis is wad u get from mi when i'm sick...wait a minute...dis is wad u get from mi when i'm not sick also...haha...it's a lose-lose situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;An Apple A Day,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps The Doctor Away.&lt;br /&gt;Some Nurses On The Way,&lt;br /&gt;Why Dun You Wait At The Sick Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108805880467355304?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108805880467355304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108805880467355304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108805880467355304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108805880467355304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/woods-peppermint.html' title='wood&apos;s peppermint...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108800836662482882</id><published>2004-06-24T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:27:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sir laughalot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;halooo...halooo...halooo...&lt;br /&gt;oie...oie...oie...&lt;br /&gt;haha...had fun disturbing ppl...its been a long time since hanged out wif mi squad mates...they're still the same...mancui n herman...tonite was all about the bapoks...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i was the 1 hu was late as usual...but no...herman came more later...isk...isk...isk...bout an hour later...not dat i wanna a complain or wad lah...i'm always late...mancui was as usual...1st 1 there...thought hu siak...dress so nicely...as if wanna go 'cheong'...wif his jacket n all...wif his trusty sling bag...but...true to his nature...he still looks dat damn flamboyant...i was here...decked in a polo-t n mi engineered jeans...he was wif his fren...all high n 'stoned'...juz wanted to screen him there n then...ask mi for a stick some more...but nvm...being so magnanimous...mi gave him 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat at bk at borders...eyes wandering...there was dis 1 girl...dressed in pink...fuhh...was she cute...DAMN CUTE...but she got a bf liao...mi n mancui eyes wandered some more...saw dis chn gal...man said she had that horny face...haha...him n his horniness...hungry siak...wait for herman...finally he appeared...he look as if he wanted to go to bed...haha...but relak siak...talk about their jobs n all...finally we walk2 around...went to forum...a lot of bapoks siak...oie here...oie there...haha...face cannot make it...but body the beautiful siul...haha...den walk to cineleisure...see alot of girls siak...think my eyes will hurt tomolo mornin ah...wash till i can't wash no more ah...relaks at starbucks...act like as if we own the whole stretch of orchard road...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven had dis so much fun since camp days...haha...&lt;br /&gt;quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;If You Wanna Be A Bapok,&lt;br /&gt;Stay Away From Me.&lt;br /&gt;Cos If Come Near Me,&lt;br /&gt;Fists Will Be Flying All Over The Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108800836662482882?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108800836662482882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108800836662482882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108800836662482882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108800836662482882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/sir-laughalot.html' title='sir laughalot...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108796426557071763</id><published>2004-06-23T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:27:32.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like a mangkuk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;arghhhhh.....feels like a sore throat is starting...dunno whether it is the smoking...dunno whether it's the mix drink i had earlier in the morning...can u believe wad i drank...had a mixture of vanilla coke n a soya bean drink...sad to say...i'm 1 sick fella...haha...n i'm goin out later...how am i suppose to talk...walk2 n say nothin...its not mi...i'm the 1 hus mouth can never close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early(ard 0930)...&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep again(damn bloody tired)...&lt;br /&gt;woke up again(dat stupid cat of mine had to play ard wif mi head)...&lt;br /&gt;playfully BEAT the cat wif a cushion(BEAT)...&lt;br /&gt;den it was the 1 goin to sleep(haha)...&lt;br /&gt;den it was my turn to pester it(muahaha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz waitin for mancui to call...hopefully the lepak gang is off 2dae...its been a long time since we hang out together...feels like goin to the barber...cut miself a mangkuk...but dun think so lah...the league season is coming up...have to look mi best...haha...step beckham ah...wif mi $202 boots...embroided at dat...feels like i was spomsored by adidas all along...haha...okie...time to go...have to laze around...wait for activation to lepak...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another quote:&lt;br /&gt;Life Is Short,&lt;br /&gt;So Live Life To The Fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Eat More,&lt;br /&gt;Be The Fattest Of The Fattest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108796426557071763?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108796426557071763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108796426557071763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108796426557071763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108796426557071763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/feels-like-mangkuk.html' title='feels like a mangkuk...'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7398265.post-108792857385995229</id><published>2004-06-23T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:33:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st ever posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;fuhh...isn't dis new for mi...haiz...not dat it really intrigue mi or anything...i have basically no life...sad to say...i'm dreading evrday dat i'm serving mi ns...tiring day...had no chance to watch the england vs croatia match...y...???cos i had to stay in the bloody office for 10 freaking hours....imagine dat...ur not having enuf sleep...staring werk at 2200hrs...finishing at 0900hrs...hmm...and all by myself...i had to keep myself amuse and awake by doing stupid things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;jumping around in the office...&lt;br /&gt;drinking loads of cold water...&lt;br /&gt;n smoking till i got sick of it...&lt;br /&gt;played around with a spider...&lt;br /&gt;fighting with the tiger...&lt;br /&gt;showing the commander dat i could last longer den him...&lt;br /&gt;wad an energizer bunny i am...not till i got home dat is...had a long, hot shower...took a quick breakfast...n into bed i fell...woke up bout 10 hrs later feelin all drowsy...felt like a hangover...no appetite to eat...no appetite to drink the vanilla coke waitin for mi in the fridge...not even an appetite to smoke...y...???cos i was aching all over...believe it or not...i haven felt dis way since i had dat bike accident...typing away juz so i could waste time...waiting for the next match to come on....afraid dat i might fall asleep half way thru...i'm not goin to let it bother mi at all....cos my name is M.A.D.Y...it means &lt;strong&gt;My Arse Dun Yell...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least...lets go off by saying a quote...&lt;br /&gt;To Attain Peace Of Mind,&lt;br /&gt;He Should Not Mind Unappropiate Attention.&lt;br /&gt;Cos If He Do,&lt;br /&gt;Might As Well Stick It Up Where The Sun Dun Shine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7398265-108792857385995229?l=dudateverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/feeds/108792857385995229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7398265&amp;postID=108792857385995229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108792857385995229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7398265/posts/default/108792857385995229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudateverything.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-1st-ever-posting.html' title='my 1st ever posting'/><author><name>mady</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
