<?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-7234652</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:58:45.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eanie Meany</title><subtitle type='html'>If you don't give my football back I'm gonna get my dad on you. Eanie Meany, Run Away</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-6227588954439712948</id><published>2008-05-19T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:52.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesek Day Lesson</title><content type='html'>Today is Vesek Day 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share something with the rare visitors here, a fine example of filial piety.&lt;br /&gt;Often spoken, seldom practised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SDFKHma-jTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/auvgWtpEZjo/s1600-h/filial+piety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SDFKHma-jTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/auvgWtpEZjo/s320/filial+piety.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202020539022871858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-6227588954439712948?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/6227588954439712948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=6227588954439712948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/6227588954439712948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/6227588954439712948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2008/05/vesek-day-lesson.html' title='Vesek Day Lesson'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SDFKHma-jTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/auvgWtpEZjo/s72-c/filial+piety.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-3413575300320936526</id><published>2008-05-11T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:53:15.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Money</title><content type='html'>I am very poor. I need money. I want to get a proper camera with a certain level of manual controls. Somewhat like Canon A720IS. But i dislike the way it handles noise from ISO400 and above and the barrel distortion puts me off. But i got no money to get good camera. Panasonic TZ4? Nikon P series? Advise please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSF so little money, only enough to travel and eat. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a PS3. I needed a HD TV to match the PS3. I need to play Assassin's Creed. I need to play Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the patriot. I need to play Gran Turismo 5. I need to play Fight Night round 3 on PS3. I really want a PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma, do i go for Muay Thai lessons? Do i go learn MMA? Do i go learn wing chun? Do i go learn how to cook? Seriously, i want to learn a "Beat-em-up" sport. outlet for suppressed fury and pent up frustrations. Advise welcomed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-3413575300320936526?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/3413575300320936526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=3413575300320936526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/3413575300320936526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/3413575300320936526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-money.html' title='No Money'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-8369248767440580946</id><published>2008-05-08T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:52.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.C..A Addict</title><content type='html'>The T.C.A Addict. I have become a T.C.A addict. I do not deny. I like to watch fights, kickboxing, MMA, Boxing, Sanda, Kungfu movie, playing GOD OF WAR II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Singapore's Muay Thai hero, Zig Zach's blog, i have become an T.C.A addict. Spending thursday or friday nights "bukit timah" T.C.A and enjoying the show. I ended up buying tickets to watch the fights live. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SCMR9YbWZeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SZY_JOsm_nA/s1600-h/jwpdodge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SCMR9YbWZeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SZY_JOsm_nA/s320/jwpdodge.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198018141142541794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about watching people beat each other up and then respecting the man who he beat him down. It's nice watching people get hurt and knowing that chances of getting very badly injured is low, injuries are high, serious ones are low. The magic of watching nice guys turning into monsters, same can be said for God of War II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Of War II. It's very violent, brutal. The protangonist have no attributes of a hero. Angry, bored, and ambitious, Kratos attempt to fight the gods of olympus. Having newly crowned God Of War, he attempts to help his beloved Sparta in attacks. Resulting in the wrath of Zeus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing Zeus multiple times, ripping Wings off Icarus to glide around, pulling out the eye of cyclops, smashing heads against stones, slicing the neck of Euryale(sister of medusa, an immortal. Medusa was mortal) and proceed to PULL out her head for his own use. Grabbing, and then ripping off arms of soldiers then killing them with their own arm(which was carrying a weapon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, you all should play GOD OF WAR II. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SCMSQYbWZfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uKliDgWDwDg/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SCMSQYbWZfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uKliDgWDwDg/s320/DSC00378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198018467560056306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-8369248767440580946?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/8369248767440580946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=8369248767440580946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8369248767440580946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8369248767440580946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2008/05/tca-addict.html' title='T.C..A Addict'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/SCMR9YbWZeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SZY_JOsm_nA/s72-c/jwpdodge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-8898008123517900083</id><published>2008-02-05T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:52.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion</title><content type='html'>Yes, as of 18th Jan 2008, i have been promoted.&lt;br /&gt;Pay have increased,&lt;br /&gt;so have body fats,&lt;br /&gt;so have length of hair.&lt;br /&gt;In short, POP LOH~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R6hPwUw4YpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nU8Z0gRN0XQ/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R6hPwUw4YpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nU8Z0gRN0XQ/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163464664406319762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for those who served time in Zhonghua Secondary School,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R6hQKEw4YqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pxYFVquSLSE/s1600-h/RICHIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R6hQKEw4YqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pxYFVquSLSE/s320/RICHIE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163465106787951266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-8898008123517900083?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/8898008123517900083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=8898008123517900083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8898008123517900083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8898008123517900083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2008/02/promotion.html' title='Promotion'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R6hPwUw4YpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nU8Z0gRN0XQ/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-5901692034056753110</id><published>2008-01-24T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:52.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers for your valentine</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, here on this blog, i have a special offer for my friends!&lt;br /&gt;Order your valentine's day flowers today from us &lt;a href="http://flowerthought.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://flowerthought.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Delievery will be provided, complimentary gifts will be included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R5doDkw4YoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sSOuKRb2Hp4/s1600-h/flowerAd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R5doDkw4YoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sSOuKRb2Hp4/s320/flowerAd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158706308793787010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-5901692034056753110?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/5901692034056753110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=5901692034056753110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5901692034056753110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5901692034056753110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2008/01/flowers-for-your-valentine.html' title='Flowers for your valentine'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R5doDkw4YoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sSOuKRb2Hp4/s72-c/flowerAd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-135299147403021470</id><published>2007-12-25T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:53.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv3uHSHMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AujWWi5VpB8/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147807745890720962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv3uHSHMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AujWWi5VpB8/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv3-HSHNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-VDZR5AYj3Y/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147807750185688274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv3-HSHNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-VDZR5AYj3Y/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv4OHSHOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/azk7rvKLvFw/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147807754480655586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv4OHSHOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/azk7rvKLvFw/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish Tsai Wei and Yanping 百年好合, and living happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;Especially after drinking tea i served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-135299147403021470?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/135299147403021470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=135299147403021470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/135299147403021470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/135299147403021470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wish-tsai-wei-and-yanping-and-living.html' title=''/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R3Cv3uHSHMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AujWWi5VpB8/s72-c/DSC00316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-5173718596154412625</id><published>2007-12-02T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:53.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Met a Chio Bu 姐姐</title><content type='html'>i took picture with this very pretty zeh zeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R1JmP_YMYwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gN6Vx5RGHmY/s1600-R/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139282549680136962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R1JmP_YMYwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W83VcD-h-VI/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R1JmQPYMYxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MoF_0vdPlz4/s1600-R/DSC00145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139282553975104274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R1JmQPYMYxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gTt8VibsbFs/s320/DSC00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felica zeh zeh. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-5173718596154412625?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/5173718596154412625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=5173718596154412625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5173718596154412625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5173718596154412625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/12/met-chio-bu.html' title='Met a Chio Bu 姐姐'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/R1JmP_YMYwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W83VcD-h-VI/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-7616510248045905707</id><published>2007-11-18T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:56:09.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.I Jonny</title><content type='html'>Embedded below are video clips of G.I Jonny's condom commercial. It's nice.....I like. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-OGJw80tdw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-OGJw80tdw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRFENchaUHY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRFENchaUHY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-7616510248045905707?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/7616510248045905707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=7616510248045905707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/7616510248045905707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/7616510248045905707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/11/gi-jonny.html' title='G.I Jonny'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-1185488217067070981</id><published>2007-11-17T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:54.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party in da house!</title><content type='html'>DANCE PARTY IN THE HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;No dancing but it still is a party.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Azri's 19th birthday, it sucks to have to stay in camp on your birthday. But lucky for me(for i didn't get the same treatment), we celebrated it with pizza and pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;19th birthday is nothing for than a reason to indulge. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807263582784370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7ygZMsC3I/AAAAAAAAADo/alG3X9NMWck/s320/14112007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807289352588210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7yh5MsC7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y3etbOwSJU0/s320/DSC00025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807285057620898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7yhpMsC6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Zb5aO8JjpAw/s320/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807272172718994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7yg5MsC5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IcFEDlvghnk/s320/14112007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training is what he gives.&lt;br /&gt;Respect is what he earns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807267877751682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7ygpMsC4I/AAAAAAAAADw/WaZuHcJTA-8/s320/14112007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Training Instructor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-1185488217067070981?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/1185488217067070981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=1185488217067070981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/1185488217067070981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/1185488217067070981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/11/party-in-da-house.html' title='Party in da house!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rz7ygZMsC3I/AAAAAAAAADo/alG3X9NMWck/s72-c/14112007(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-5019116754652049570</id><published>2007-10-20T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:09:01.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny, Sexy Beach Volleyball</title><content type='html'>Guys, since there is only guy readers, it is time to learn to play beach volleyball. Reason? Just See below. HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR. nice RACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagegarden.net/bbs/a43/760053/2314875_1192487304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.imagegarden.net/bbs/a43/760053/2314875_1192487304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagegarden.net/bbs/a43/760053/2314876_1192487332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.imagegarden.net/bbs/a43/760053/2314876_1192487332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-5019116754652049570?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/5019116754652049570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=5019116754652049570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5019116754652049570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5019116754652049570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunny-sexy-beach-volleyball.html' title='Sunny, Sexy Beach Volleyball'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-5554300556934759348</id><published>2007-10-20T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:54.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5hj615YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IN9XRFwfFRI/s1600-h/DSC00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123259668595336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5hj615YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IN9XRFwfFRI/s320/DSC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5hz615ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/KaDqAb9EDz0/s1600-h/DSC00497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123259672890303890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5hz615ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/KaDqAb9EDz0/s320/DSC00497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5iD615aI/AAAAAAAAADg/Gq17H1_8KC4/s1600-h/DSC00499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123259677185271202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5iD615aI/AAAAAAAAADg/Gq17H1_8KC4/s320/DSC00499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Hari Raya Celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing spectacular served, but nonetheless it was fun. Just cookies and plain water from tap.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the boots, polishing cloth? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-5554300556934759348?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/5554300556934759348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=5554300556934759348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5554300556934759348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/5554300556934759348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya-adilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rxl5hj615YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IN9XRFwfFRI/s72-c/DSC00151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-1356673612766683872</id><published>2007-09-22T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:55.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对不起， 我是警察。</title><content type='html'>Enlisted. Been physically trained. Not very tough, but quite fun and lotsa lepak time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember, no one can beat the law.&lt;br /&gt;Never seen law before? Scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RvSV_8bnMoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dr_ks4KBHSE/s1600-h/DSC00444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RvSV_8bnMoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dr_ks4KBHSE/s320/DSC00444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112876402758595202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also a bunch of SM lovers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-1356673612766683872?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/1356673612766683872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=1356673612766683872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/1356673612766683872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/1356673612766683872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='对不起， 我是警察。'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RvSV_8bnMoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dr_ks4KBHSE/s72-c/DSC00444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-8203763684842081103</id><published>2007-09-07T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:21:22.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste of precious family time.</title><content type='html'>I could be at home with my parents, relaxing, listening to music, drinking cans of tiger at home. But no, i went out with friends for dinner. Suppose to meet them after so long. Thought it will be fun and entertaining. Not quite. Chit chats were quite boring, waiting and waiting, for people to decide what to eat. Then waiting for food to come. It seems the discussion was not something i have any input at all. Then i seem anti social, bored, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking around, people talked about their stuff, i didn't hear anything, just followed behind. YAWN~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-8203763684842081103?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/8203763684842081103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=8203763684842081103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8203763684842081103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8203763684842081103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/09/warming-up.html' title='Waste of precious family time.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-3093034319380423471</id><published>2007-08-27T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:55.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift received</title><content type='html'>Images attached below show a present for me.&lt;br /&gt;From a friend who is now living 8 hours in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless him in his quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RtI0wxYVK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yvktPyRSE2c/s1600-h/DSCN1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103199340257946530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RtI0wxYVK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yvktPyRSE2c/s320/DSCN1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RtI0xRYVK7I/AAAAAAAAACg/kEaJBtIbC1E/s1600-h/DSCN1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103199348847881138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RtI0xRYVK7I/AAAAAAAAACg/kEaJBtIbC1E/s320/DSCN1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/eb/Dempsey_Roll-Ippo_vs_Sendo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103199353142848450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/eb/Dempsey_Roll-Ippo_vs_Sendo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-3093034319380423471?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/3093034319380423471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=3093034319380423471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/3093034319380423471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/3093034319380423471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/08/gift-received.html' title='Gift received'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RtI0wxYVK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yvktPyRSE2c/s72-c/DSCN1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-8502606285725895605</id><published>2007-08-18T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:55.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warehouse Stint</title><content type='html'>Having just ended my job at the warehouse. I've learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with skills:&lt;br /&gt;- Peel Price tags&lt;br /&gt;- Reload the Price-tagging gun&lt;br /&gt;- Handle the IA when the gun jam&lt;br /&gt;- Stacking boxes onto a pellet that fulfills the ASRS's requirements.&lt;br /&gt;- Wrapping(by hand) the pellet for ASRS(auto storage retriever system) storage&lt;br /&gt;- Wrapping(by hand) the pallet for out-going orders&lt;br /&gt;- Wrapping pellets using the machine&lt;br /&gt;- Picking books.&lt;br /&gt;- Using the stacker&lt;br /&gt;- Using the pellet jack&lt;br /&gt;- Using the auto-pilot&lt;br /&gt;- Becoming an expert in using the ASRS&lt;br /&gt;- The work flow of the warehouse/inventory( part of the supply chain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over there, i've also learned how tough managing people can be. After the team left, i was the 'old bird' and had to manage the remaining part of the entire project. I tried to keep the newcomers in the team working nonstop but was often hindered by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ASRS hanging&lt;br /&gt;- Lack of Fork Lifts&lt;br /&gt;- Lack of space to place more pellets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most shocking was the departure of a very capable warehouse manager. Solid work performance. Nasty mouth and too forthcoming. Teasing the ladies all the time. Motivates staff by scolding and hurrying them. But nonetheless, a very very capable man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Pic No Talk, so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shelves where the books r stored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNXxYVK3I/AAAAAAAAACA/xd3KnLALTJo/s320/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099919067575561074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNXxYVK3I/AAAAAAAAACA/xd3KnLALTJo/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Auto Storage Retriever System, real massive, real amazing but not really suitable for the products i've been handling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNYRYVK4I/AAAAAAAAACI/AAq0JrjVIKI/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099919076165495682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNYRYVK4I/AAAAAAAAACI/AAq0JrjVIKI/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNYhYVK5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/KOtDEb18byw/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099919080460462994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNYhYVK5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/KOtDEb18byw/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7234652-8502606285725895605?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/8502606285725895605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=8502606285725895605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8502606285725895605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8502606285725895605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/08/warehouse-stint.html' title='Warehouse Stint'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RsaNXxYVK3I/AAAAAAAAACA/xd3KnLALTJo/s72-c/DSC00164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-8533583683867123565</id><published>2007-07-30T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:56.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hao Lian Post #2</title><content type='html'>its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt; time!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can 3 person eat? For under a 100 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix Fried Stuff 3-person Set:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093006946746039762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rq3-1Ytk_dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bEVaWQuJbjs/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Appetizers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093006946746039746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rq3-1Ytk_cI/AAAAAAAAABw/O5G1h45CEM0/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*only 1 appetizer's pic taken. The agedashi tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapporo Beer + 2 Dessert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093006938156105138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rq3-04tk_bI/AAAAAAAAABo/p2-IVWiMBOM/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*Never take pic of dessert. Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welly Welly NICE~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tonkichi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jap&lt;/span&gt; restaurant that serve breaded fried stuff only.&lt;br /&gt;Food is good. Pork Loin is first and nice. A little fatty.&lt;br /&gt;Fried Oyster is very nice. Not too fishy and not too raw.&lt;br /&gt;Very generous Serving of lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ebi&lt;/span&gt; fry is decent, nothing spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;The best dish in my opinion is the Age &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dashi&lt;/span&gt; Tofu. Fried tofu. Soft soft with fried skin and in very nice Tentsuyu sauce. The sauce goes very very well with the lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;Sapporo beer, my first try. Reccomended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-8533583683867123565?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/8533583683867123565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=8533583683867123565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8533583683867123565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/8533583683867123565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/07/hao-lian-post-2.html' title='Hao Lian Post #2'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rq3-1Ytk_dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bEVaWQuJbjs/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-959656633361056109</id><published>2007-07-19T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:56.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hao Lian Post.</title><content type='html'>Hao Lian is what most people like to do. This is my time to hao lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can S$165 do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wooden Box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088569152500476578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rp46rw3NKqI/AAAAAAAAABI/vBNLLIz7q4w/s320/DSCN1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a headphone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088569732321061554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rp47Ng3NKrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FcBSkHRG3Bo/s320/DSCN1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088570492530272978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rp475w3NKtI/AAAAAAAAABg/G0QWy2OPhhc/s320/DSCN1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and a extremely pleasant listening experience. Reviews are available at &lt;a href="http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-audiophiles.html"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-959656633361056109?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/959656633361056109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=959656633361056109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/959656633361056109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/959656633361056109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/07/hao-lian-post.html' title='The Hao Lian Post.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/Rp46rw3NKqI/AAAAAAAAABI/vBNLLIz7q4w/s72-c/DSCN1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-9190808143689148288</id><published>2007-03-23T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maids</title><content type='html'>I met and was served by cute girls in maid uniform. Cosplay maids. So cute.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNKjI6lAII/AAAAAAAAAAM/6H1Oia3Mehw/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNKjI6lAII/AAAAAAAAAAM/6H1Oia3Mehw/s320/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044957975134142594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was where i dine......&lt;br /&gt;Nice service, nice ambience, food is not bad, but abit pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNK446lAJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ARMrRA5O3Uo/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNK446lAJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ARMrRA5O3Uo/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044958348796297362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the most enjoyable part of my dining experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNMBY6lAKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7q8RXnMSJbw/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNMBY6lAKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7q8RXnMSJbw/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044959594336813218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-9190808143689148288?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/9190808143689148288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=9190808143689148288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/9190808143689148288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/9190808143689148288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/03/maids.html' title='The Maids'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7-5unnpD8U/RgNKjI6lAII/AAAAAAAAAAM/6H1Oia3Mehw/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-7217026402968012459</id><published>2007-02-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:52:50.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Protege Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnhubei.com/images/200611/ct-2006120716-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cnhubei.com/images/200611/ct-2006120716-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I watched this movie, "The Protege", with Shannon. Well, what i think of it? One hell of a movie. From the movie poster and the trailers, it gives you the impression that this is another of those Hong Kong movies about undercover police officers. The kind of movie that Hong Kong is well known for. Under that "undercover thriller" facade, it is actually a propaganda movie, a horror movie. Yes, horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strengths of this movie are the actors. Andy Lau providing a great performance as usual, acting as a less calm and composed person that i felt he always act as. In one scene where he was dissing drug junkies, his eyes looked clearly disturbed. Pretty obvious that his character is trumatised and trying to bury something. Louis Khoo, no long act as the cool and stylo dude that he plays all the time. This time around, he act as a rather stupid and foolish drug junkie. Yes, he acted rather well as an idiot. Pretty versatile actor i'll say. Daniel whatever, he ain't a bad actor, but his performance was only so so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of this movie is so strong that you can hardly ignore it. That is "Drugs kills". The down side of drug abuse portrayed in this movie is really horrifying. It's so frightening that this movie can almost be a horror movie. It looks at the junkie from third person perspective. Fuck, it looks damn scary man. This can be one of the strength of the movie, depending on how you view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story itself is predictable. But the amount of details made it stand out abit. It goes down to the low level dealings in a drug trafficking organisation. From buying materials, to manufacturing them. In most movies all you see is the delievery and never much about how it was made, where to get the raw materials and so on. This film shows it, not sure about its credibility but nonetheless a nice attempt to show it. The movie also shows how people working for the gahmen care only about promotion and risk ruining other's operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the flaws is that it refuses to show what Daniel's character did to get evidence against Andy's character. A hole to fill. But nonetheless that was not the focus of this movie, but more on the negative effects of substance abuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its a very good movie. Do watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-7217026402968012459?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/7217026402968012459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=7217026402968012459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/7217026402968012459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/7217026402968012459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/02/protege-review.html' title='The Protege Review'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-6746150455817824234</id><published>2007-02-22T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:26:19.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.elaleph.com/fin/images/fight-club-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://www.elaleph.com/fin/images/fight-club-poster-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Fight Club, inspiring to me. Good acting and cool dialouges. There will be a bit of spoilers. Leave if u hate spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edward Norton plays the narrator, the protagonist. Being troubled by insomia for over a long period of time, he acted well, as a desperate person longing for a good sleep and would do anything for it. Many things mentioned in this movie reflects the harsh truth of life. Like how people would really listen to you talk when you are dying instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie also mentioned that we all are by-products of lifestyle obsession. We take jobs we hate so we buy shit we do not need, eg. a underwear with a person's name, teevee with a flat surface, branded normal cotton shirt. Once we learned to let go of all this materialistic wants and our fear of death, life can be more meaningful. Without fears or worries, one can do as he likes. How true, how painfully true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell, we need a duo making soap to teach us that. Why doesn't the school teach us that? It is because the gahmen want us to spend to move the economy? So we will take up jobs we hate to help move the nation's economy? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fight Club, great show, not suitable for people whose weak brain fail to pick out all these things. Not suitable for those who are easily turned off by crude language, witty dialouges and special scenes. For example, my austrailian PR friend. No mention of names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-6746150455817824234?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/6746150455817824234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=6746150455817824234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/6746150455817824234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/6746150455817824234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2007/02/fight-club.html' title='Fight Club'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-116247017166548910</id><published>2006-11-02T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:07:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Audiophiles</title><content type='html'>Yes, what a warm welcome i received. I m slowly turning into an audiophile. During my attachment days, i tried the Sennheiser HD457, which sounded pretty good. Why? I liked the way it made songs sound really huge with the amount of bass and low mids. It can give what most of my 5-12 dollar earphones can't, strong powerful bass. It was really overwhelming. I was blinded for a moment. It was muddy alittle bit, but enough to piss The Queen off. It was undefine and it(the music) sounded suffocated. Now why didn't i felt that way when i purchased it? Answers below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days back, i was invited to hang out with my former supervisor no.2 and the Queen on their hunt for cans(Brit slang for headphones). I tried the Audio Technica ES7, it was really impressive. The sound was clear, well balanced. Definitely a tool to feed the needs of an audiophile. Wait, till i've tried the MS-1 Alessandro Grado. Now this is the bomb people. The sound was free, crystal clear and very well balanced, with comfies. With bowls it was still free and clear but leaning significantly towards the highs. With comfies it was well balanced. Layers of recording, different instruments can be hear distinctively. Not mashed together like my HD457. Tried with "Comfortably Numb", it was really good, can hear stuff i never knew were there. Listening to "exit music", the music was really freely roaming about, emotions from that song POURED out. It was fucking good shit. It cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for people who wanna become an audiophile, try those for an hour or so. High possibility that you'll be sucked into the world of audiophiles. When that happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the Audiophiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techspot.com/gallery/data/501/medium/MS1_mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.techspot.com/gallery/data/501/medium/MS1_mod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-116247017166548910?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/116247017166548910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=116247017166548910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116247017166548910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116247017166548910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-audiophiles.html' title='Welcome to the Audiophiles'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-116190722431977398</id><published>2006-10-27T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:00:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Head</title><content type='html'>I love my new hair........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is useless without pic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m not gonna post pics. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-116190722431977398?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/116190722431977398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=116190722431977398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116190722431977398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116190722431977398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-head.html' title='A New Head'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-116187416458146024</id><published>2006-10-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:02:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide Music</title><content type='html'>No Surprises is sad, suicidal song. Believe i blogged about it before, but it just got to me again. Great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that's full up like a landfill, &lt;br /&gt;a job that slowly kills you,&lt;br /&gt;bruises that won't heal. &lt;br /&gt;You look so tired-unhappy, &lt;br /&gt;bring down the government, &lt;br /&gt;they don't, they don't speak for us.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a quiet life,&lt;br /&gt;a handshake of carbon monoxide, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;Silent silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my final fit,&lt;br /&gt;my final bellyache, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty house&lt;br /&gt;and such a pretty garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SL1GPjtW8Ew"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SL1GPjtW8Ew" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-116187416458146024?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/116187416458146024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=116187416458146024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116187416458146024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/116187416458146024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/10/suicide-music.html' title='Suicide Music'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115996720386928453</id><published>2006-10-04T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:06:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin</title><content type='html'>Yup, the obvious change is the new skin. I designed and code everything myself. I credit to the Queen for the teaching me how to get the pic of the nunchaku as u all are seeing it now. There is this obvious influence from Bruce Lee when designing the skin, bet u all can tell. Quite a noob skin. But i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bruceleedivinewind.com/godcolour/god058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bruceleedivinewind.com/godcolour/god058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115996720386928453?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115996720386928453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115996720386928453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115996720386928453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115996720386928453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-skin.html' title='New skin'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115987311968850549</id><published>2006-10-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:14:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exit Music ( For a film)</title><content type='html'>Radiohead - Exit Music(for a film) live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2KmaqQJ7vQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2KmaqQJ7vQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="329"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit music is one the most resigned sounding songs, one of the saddest song. It seems like Thom lacked the will to continue living in this song. When i first heard it, i imagined a scene of me shooting myself in the head and die on the spot. This song, for now, is the epitome of suicide music. Hope someone there reading this will like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115987311968850549?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115987311968850549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115987311968850549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115987311968850549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115987311968850549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/10/exit-music-for-film.html' title='Exit Music ( For a film)'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115873767627332996</id><published>2006-09-20T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:34:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People</title><content type='html'>These are my former colleagues/supervisors from my attachment company. I love their company, as in being with them, not working in WPH. Cool people who treat me nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/IMG_1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/IMG_1415.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/IMG_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/IMG_1402.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115873767627332996?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115873767627332996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115873767627332996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115873767627332996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115873767627332996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/09/people.html' title='The People'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115799529867089160</id><published>2006-09-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:27:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Cake, The Jersey and The Pizza</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the eanie meanie, Blog of mr GR. To start blogging, i wanna share with u all some wonderful things that had happened to me on the 9/11. No i did not witness the spectacular collapse of twin tower and i do not think it's a magnificent view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the office in time to celebrate my ex-colleagues birthday. Note, i did not intentionally went back so i can eat the Birthday Cake. It was a fruit cake. Though i would have preferred something chocolatey, the fruit cake itself was rather delicious. I like the office culture at Web Professional House. Unlike most office culture where everyone minds their own shit. In this company, most people help each other, talk play joke eat celebrate. I really like my colleagues there. The bosses SUCKS. Talk about being stingy, they r the epitome of NIAO-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the Jersey. I went out with Carol and Valerie. Val had received a Argentina WC Jersey from a staff at the best football shop in Singapore, Weston. The staff was a girl and gave an original Argentina WC jersey to her after the World Cup had ended. She felt Val is a way better Argentina fan and deserve to have the Jersey more. So to return that staff's kindness, she bought a book about that staff's favourite team. A book on the great and mighty London football club, ARSENAL! The Jersey i got is a present that my ex-colleague's in WPH had decided to buy for me. I was given the option of a Holland jersey and a Highbury jersey, i choose the later. Cause i m a Gooner. I got a 100 over dollar Jersey that have a huge significance to all Arsenal fans. The Highbury jersey. It marks the last season where Arsenal will play home at Highbury Stadium. Definitely a good present for me. I love my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we did what we had Queensway Shopping Center, the place for all football goods, we left for dinner. It was a late one. A very late dinner. We went to this secret place for Pizza, we get to choose the ingredients. The pizza was cheap. The pizza was cheap but had tons of stuff. The cheese was EXCEPTIONALLY alot. And its not the shitty kind that Pizza Hut uses, but the very kind that allows u to pull threads of cheese off the slice. As i bite the pizza, my teeth sink right through the layer of ingredients. That probably shows how generous the chef is. Right after u sink through the layer of ingredients, as u bite and pull of that bite-size of pizza, u will have to pull the pizza away to break that thread of cheese.  oh man, i have to bring some of me buddies there to check it out. It's cheap it's good. No wait, good is just an understatement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115799529867089160?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115799529867089160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115799529867089160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115799529867089160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115799529867089160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/09/birthday-cake-jersey-and-pizza.html' title='The Birthday Cake, The Jersey and The Pizza'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115773539480138879</id><published>2006-09-09T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:35:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Removal Of Tagboard</title><content type='html'>Those that come here or read my blog will know. There is no more tagboard. It's hidden. Reason for it is simple, it is redundant. Not many people tag so it is removed. The second reason is, it's 1am in the morning and i m bored. Sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/onimusha_87/YEAH.gif" alt="fuck yea!"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115773539480138879?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115773539480138879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115773539480138879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115773539480138879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115773539480138879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/09/removal-of-tagboard.html' title='Removal Of Tagboard'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115589124556751898</id><published>2006-08-18T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:59:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WA~TA!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/P1010151.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/P1010151.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What u see this the picture above is a blister. The meaning of blister is a local swelling of the skin that contains watery fluid and is caused by burning, infection, or irritation. That was taken from www.dictionary.com. However, the real cause of it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/P1010147.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/P1010147.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, word of advise from me. Dun let ur kids learn/practise/play a nunchaku. They'll get blister, bruises and maybe jailed.(My dad says it's i**gal to own one.)This is the price of trying to be another Bruce Lee Xiao Long. He may have left this world, but he continues to inspire. RIP Bruce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115589124556751898?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115589124556751898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115589124556751898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115589124556751898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115589124556751898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/08/wata.html' title='WA~TA!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115531703432653328</id><published>2006-08-12T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:41:20.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to the Queen</title><content type='html'>This post has been edited for being too long-winded and disgusting. Here is a concise one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Queen of the Night, the People of CD are glad to know and work with u. We are also glad that u will be leaving for a better job. Even though we will miss u, we know it is for the best. May u have a good time at ur new company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;On Thursday, the Queen returned with some really wonderful news. She told the rest of the CD brotherhood that she has been invited to join a organization with reputation, better working environment, better career prospect. It is one of those kind of organizations that are so massive, their staff have to be scattered all over the globe. Seems like a really great job for anyone to have. The people of CD was ecstatic and happy for her. However, she felt sad(in my opinion), not excited in anyways at all. To see her react this way made me wonder if i should even be happy about it in the first place. Well, my conclusion was a resounding YES.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Well, ur Highness, this is what u really deserved. She has the potential, she has the commitment and she has the substance. She should just go there and enjoy the new challenges she'll face there. In this short period of time that i've worked with her, i m really glad to be more than just mere colleagues with her. Like others in the CD, she looked out for me, gave me sound advise and get a free authentic Argentina jersey right in my face. She once said that she dun want to be close to us, cause she do not want to miss us when she leaves. Here's how i wanna reply, even if u dun miss us, we will miss u. U belittle ur significance in CD. People of CD would be happy if the Queen gets herself a better job else where. Despite the seperation from CD, people of CD feel that this is for the better. The Queen has worked hard in order to land herself a position in the big Organization. Spending her mornings working on projects to get her closer to her "Dream Job". Now that her efforts have paid off, she should be excited, having a sense of achievement. People of CD really hope to see that. May the Queen do well in her new working environment.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parting is such sweet sorrow." - Romeo and Juliet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115531703432653328?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115531703432653328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115531703432653328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115531703432653328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115531703432653328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/08/farewell-to-queen_12.html' title='Farewell to the Queen'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115478099833201738</id><published>2006-08-05T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:33:13.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total 90</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/t90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/t90.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/new_football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/new_football.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new football. Looking nice and sweet. Totally Untouched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115478099833201738?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115478099833201738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115478099833201738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115478099833201738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115478099833201738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/08/total-90.html' title='Total 90'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115384193688419857</id><published>2006-07-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:38:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuckedy Farkedy FUCK</title><content type='html'>In life, it is always a blessing to have truthful and honest friends. They will come clean with u and give honest opinions. Encourage u and give u practical advice. They will tell u straight in the face what they do not like about u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell u straight in the face about what they do not like. Now, that can be a really really big discovery of oneself. For example, they tell u they used to hate u, detest u. Right, u think to urself, they r just kidding. They then continue to give examples of what u did in the past that pisses them very badly. For example, they renact how some of the things u said just sound so, condescending. "Designer's job is very tough MEH?" The "MEH" certainly made it sound so cocky. How some of the actions u do seems to portray the image of a young cocky fucker. "This biscuit not so nice leh, i wanna eat that can??" Definitely annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that is very very embarrassing. And i realised i m very very lucky that they no longer think of me that way. And i m very very lucky they will tell me STRAIGHT IN MY FACE. FUCK, what the hell have i ever done...... I'm sure they r not the only ones who have something they really dislike about me. Come on, the tagboard is there, say what u want, i wanna hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115384193688419857?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115384193688419857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115384193688419857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115384193688419857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115384193688419857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/07/phuckedy-farkedy-fuck.html' title='Phuckedy Farkedy FUCK'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115297003346112253</id><published>2006-07-15T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:39:11.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Once Again</title><content type='html'>Once someone played football, i doubt that he or she will be able to forget about it so easily. The feeling of shooting the ball, chesting the ball down, the smell of the grass, or the sound of ball bouncing around the court or even hitting the post. Most of all, the pain after playing, the blister, the twisted ankle, the fatigue. All these are hard to forget. Even after not playing for a few years, such sound, sight, smell and touch will be hard to forget. And hence to relive all these, i went to play football again. Again i get blisters, but nonetheless, it was such enjoyable experience. I am really glad that i can say this, i want to play football again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why GR suddenly wanna play football again? The time is right, i played at the court, hence dun have smell of grass. I played in the morning, 4v4, 5v5. Took the familiar defensive position i used to play in. But in this small space, everyone is a forward or defender or a midfielder. So i started shooting at the goal once the game started, many went straight to the goalie. Scored with a left foot from the right flank after SQUEEZING past a defender to face the goalie one on one. wooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to present to readers my 2 favourite pair of shoes. I guess the only readers around would be Mr. Spike. Both pairs would be familiar to him, though he have only seen me wearing one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May i present, &lt;strong&gt;PUMA BASKET&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/damned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/damned.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is after it was placed near a fire unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/P1010140.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/P1010140.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i present to you, my new shoe, &lt;strong&gt;PUMA 10&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/1600/P1010141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3312/435/320/P1010141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks just like the Puma Liga Suede. However, the Puma Liga Suede, the inside of the shoe is white in colour. As u can see from the image above, the Puma10 is green. Next, the Liga Suede's sole is dark brown in colour, which looks kinda ugly for some people. The Puma10 here, the sole is white in colour. Making it look more classic that its Liga sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all that i have, i plan to collect more Puma Sneakers in the future. Yes puma only, occasionally an Adidas or Asics sneaker.NO NIKE. NOTE, sneakers only, meaning not my futsal shoe nor my field football boots. Until then, i better save enough so my parents do not complain about my spending ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115297003346112253?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115297003346112253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115297003346112253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115297003346112253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115297003346112253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/07/football-once-again.html' title='Football Once Again'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115211273425076376</id><published>2006-07-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T07:55:54.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Fans</title><content type='html'>I realised that many people support Argentina and Brazil these days. Even those that do now know much about football. But they still support Argentina. They will jump to another team to support after Argentina lost to Germany cause they think Germany is better. Well, such people are a utter disgrace to football fans all around the world. They do not know football and support only victors. That is very bad already. They talk like as though they can tell the team they support is very very good. These people supports team that had a huge goal difference in a game. They think they are the best. I say such people are truly disgrace to football fans out there. They support or root for teams in a match that have better reputation. I remember having a friend telling me "Ivory Coast sucks" and that was such a provocative statement. It made me real pissed and i had to tell that friend off. I am sorry if i am too harsh but u deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other type who also do not watch football but supports a team like brazil. The main reason is that they like the way Brazil played this world cup. Well i say, i've watched brazil play many times. This world cup, their performance is just comparable to a mid-table team from the Liga de Espanol. Really horrible performance, they do not meet expectations except the match against Japan. The rest of the matches, they were just lucky and i m shocked to hear people actually think that they played well against the French and should win. WOAH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u do not know much about football, dun pretend! I'm no expert but i can certainly tell a better team, a team that deserves to win over a tyco team. Some might think i m talking about them. No offence ... but there are alot of people out there like that and that dun do justice to zee real fans out there. And that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joga Bonito my friends. Italians to win the world cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115211273425076376?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115211273425076376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115211273425076376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115211273425076376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115211273425076376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/07/football-fans.html' title='Football Fans'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115182613565263063</id><published>2006-07-02T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:10:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse Of the European Soil</title><content type='html'>World Cup 2006 have been very very exciting. We've seen victories and tears. We've seen disappointment and overhype. Curse Of The European Soil. What is this all about? Football. This morning, we've witness the fall of the Brazilians. Earlier in the tournament, we've seen the unlucky Argentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i want to whine. Firstly. FUCK. Both teams i've supported are OUT. To start, Holland. They have played good football. They are fast, speedy, and they like to rush. Their individual skills have been something to bragged about. Top forward and finisher, Ruud Van Nistelrooy. They played exciting attacking football. Many of the times, Arjen Robben have stole the limelight. In my opinion, he is good and he is overrated. Van Persie have broke the defence and created many chances in the game against Portugal. But Van Nistelrooy was not there, he was on the bench. This is something i disagreed with Mr van Basten, my dad's hero. They could have won against the Portuguese had they played with stronger control in the midfield. So sad...sad. Total Football all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Total_Football"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Total_Football&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Argentina is also out. Due to some Better luck from the Germans, they are out. What have we to expect from Argentina? Good accurate passing. Through passes that cuts through the defence of almost any amazing team. That we have to thank Riquelme to be able to see that. Now Lionel Messi have been a sensational player in the Argentine squad. So may i ask Pekerman, what THE FUCK is he doing on the bench? Who who did u brought out? er..... Cruz? Which crucial player have u removed....er......RIQUELME? For that i say, you are too overconfident. Resting Important Players only to lose. How many times have Riquelme's pass broke down zee Germans' defence? They have been supported by many cause they thrashed Serbia and Montenegro 6-0. Such fans sucks. I m proud to say, i supported both Holland and Argentina from the beginning. Another sad fact, this might be Riquelme's LAST World Cup. This World Cup is such a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England is a great team. Supported by many around the Globe. They have great individual players. But here's the thing, they play lousy football. They suck. No doubt about it. I seriously doubt those who thing England is good. Yes, i admitted already, good individual players, rubbish squad though. Teamwork? Sucks. They can only defend on a 1 goal lead. The only time they shown they r capable of anything was against Sweden. They were shit the rest of the tournament. I pity Gary Neville. Should he be borned in Netherlands, he would have been a Hero. But this performance for his first World Cup game last night was lackluster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With them out means Portugal will play in the Semis. And for those who think u know alot but u don't. Here is a very good reason why Portugal should be watched this Semi. This man did not play against England due to a Red Card. Portugal's important player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MoFhEPP0agw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If u have yet to notice, There is this curse. It started after the World Cup in Sweden, 1958. That was the last World Cup that allowed a South American Team to win the World Cup in European Soil. Therefore my title is derived from it. It may seem like a myth, but if u noticed, in 1990 italia, Germany defeated Argentina to win the World Cup. In USA 94, the Brazilian squad won the World Cup against Italy in penalty shoot out. In France 98, the Brazilians were thrashed by the French in the Finals. In Japan 2002, they managed to bring back the goldware and their pride. But this world cup, they are out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frankly, i thought they should see this coming. Although i only watched the first half, I have this feeling that they are overrated. They played poorly. Their defence is roomy. Allowing enough space for the French to cross, dribble and through pass. That is in the first half alone. The French on the otherside were solid at the back and in the midfield. Thierry Henry was their forward, that says alot about their attack ain't it? Well, i hope to see Portugal in the finals. They have good midfielders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well then Joga Bonito my friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30ZOFqVFm-w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115182613565263063?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115182613565263063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115182613565263063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115182613565263063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115182613565263063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/07/curse-of-european-soil.html' title='Curse Of the European Soil'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-115127308546577746</id><published>2006-06-26T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:09:37.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Post</title><content type='html'>This period have been a good one and an exceptionally tough one for me. Attachment, it rules. You go work, simple stuff but have to rush. That's fine with me, i've never been known to be a smart person. I can handle long hours and OT. But the freedom i get when i go home is great. Unlike when i m studying, i really relax at home and on weekends. Now, i really do appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why tough? Try sleeping a few hours each day or not sleeping at all. For example, U watch a World Cup game at 11pm all the way to 1am. Then perhaps u sleep for 2 hours to catch the next match at 3am. Probably u fear u might not wake up, u dun sleep. And after the match, u fear u'll be late for work, u continue to stay awake. Probably go for a run to try and lose weight or keep fit. Then u go home and prepare to head down to office. How tiring is that if u gonna do that for 4 or 5 weeks. But world cup is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puma Match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sneakersnstuff.com/data/product/files/419120061381614328185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Looks nice&lt;br /&gt;- Smart casual someone called it. A little different from the puma basket i already owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puma Liga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/images/720/7206818/985-206531-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/720/7206818/985-206531-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/images/720/7206818/985-206531-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/720/7206818/985-206531-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Different from the puma basket&lt;br /&gt;- Can be used for playing futsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if u are reading this, do give comments as to which shoe to get. People who wanna suggest Nike can F*** OFF!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-115127308546577746?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/115127308546577746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=115127308546577746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115127308546577746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/115127308546577746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-post.html' title='The New Post'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-114222033345094087</id><published>2006-03-13T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:25:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the whiny blog</title><content type='html'>Blogs are whiny aren't they? I shall not differ from the steorotypical blog then. I'll whine. FUCK THIS. People just think tat GR is a fucking annoyance that is irritating the shit outta them.  He tries to be funny, joke just about everything and laugh at many things. Only to earn replies like "...." or similar. And then the conversation is ended. Do u not think its weird or strange that when u see ur friends on msn, after a greeting and there, the conversation ended. So GR tried to be a dick and make comments on the sky the earth the sea to for fuck? To strike a conversation. I guess it aint working or unappreciated. Fuck this shit. Perhaps i m just seeking attention. SEEKING ATTENTION. whoooooooooohooooooooo. Who would give me the attention i need...SOS samaritarian hotline. Enough whine, no one reads this kinda shit anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-114222033345094087?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/114222033345094087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=114222033345094087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/114222033345094087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/114222033345094087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/03/whiny-blog.html' title='the whiny blog'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-114140802575850351</id><published>2006-03-04T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:47:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Plastic Trees</title><content type='html'>Many of the times, people listen to songs and feel touched by it. Just by listening only. That shows how powerful songs can be. In today's society, we have much junk that is repeated over and over and given a new packaging and tadah, we have a new song.....boring shit. To date, only only 1 song made GR cried like a pussy wussy. I shall not go into details and what song. Another song came real close. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fake Plastic Trees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song at the beginning seem like a really heart warming song. But it was not what it sounds like initially. Its a really sad song. Depressing, dejected. No wonder i have clients calling radiohead "suicide music". Each time i listen to fake plastic trees, each time i was touched by it.  I guess most people who heard this song wun really feel the way i feel about it. Except for a handful, yan, kee chun. Perhaps these 2 r the only few who appreciate such a sad song. I've sent this song to a few close friends, but it seems..........they dun understand y i would send such a "____"(fill in the blank with negative adjectives) song to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've played with the song many times. Closing my eyes and just strumming the chords lightly. It never fail to move me. It's just plain fucking sad. I feel like crying almost everytime i listen or play along to the song. I m pussy man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-114140802575850351?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/114140802575850351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=114140802575850351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/114140802575850351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/114140802575850351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/03/fake-plastic-trees.html' title='Fake Plastic Trees'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-113673270399932280</id><published>2006-01-08T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:05:06.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two zero zero six</title><content type='html'>WOW WOW WEE WAH! What a fine start to the new year. Ever had nothing with u and getting stuck at a place. Unable to go anywhere. That rocks man, and i believe u all know who got into such a situation. The pathetic me. I went out, in an attempt to become fitter, to toa payoh stadium. After finish 4 tedious (to me) rounds of running i had to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the walk home, i encountered a heavy rain. It is like most stereotypical kinda suffering, long and cold. I had no money, no watch, no EZ link card. So i could not take a bus home, i could not tell the time. This sucks cause though its like 30-40 mins there, it felt like forever. A quote from Suikoden II states this very well; "Waiting is hard work". How not to agree. Besides i was going to meet someone later, not knowing the time only adds on the the anxiety i had. I wearing a perspiration-soaked t-shirt, taking shelter from a bus stop with leaking roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple opposite the road taking shelter and making out. Envy, but many times i felt like asking for money from people to take a bus home. How pathetic can that get? But i did not, i waited for the rain to stop or becomes less heavy. As quoted from Dr Lecter Hannibal, "Good things comes to those who perserve". I waited, to see if the rain can "outrain" my patience or not. I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things did came to me later that day. I went to wrenched bar to watch Crossbred and Ronin. I was dressed in the most ridiculous way, everyone there was in black or jeans or biker clothings. How would someone in striped polo t-shirt(white based) and beige cargo pants look? Outstanding. Anyway, i had plenty of eye candy. This really hot lady offered me a cup of froster beer. HEh. Though she wasn't hitting on me, but she is really hot. She did what she offered to do, as a Froster girl. Who really caught my eye is this Jim Beam girl. She was taking pics with people drinking Jim Beam. Fuck i wished i was drinking that too, but the free bear period was over. So i did not get to take a pic with her. She must have been the cutest lady there. In really tight t-shirt, really tight shorts, with a face as cute as Melodie Tan, and fabulous figure, she was quite popular with some of the guys there. FUCK, i really wanted to take a pic with her! This is GR's raging hormones blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-113673270399932280?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/113673270399932280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=113673270399932280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113673270399932280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113673270399932280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2006/01/two-zero-zero-six.html' title='two zero zero six'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-113509510757673820</id><published>2005-12-20T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:11:47.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man with a mediocre brain.</title><content type='html'>Buyakasha! Ali G's slang have begun to rub off on me. Heheh. Say i've got a mate called Dave. He was just above average in his studies. He aint one of those clever people who achieve grades like GPA: 3.7 and above. He only get just barely above 3. He goes boasting about it to his friends who aren't getting as high as they deserved. Such mockery has probably got him branded as a fucking asshole. But, he ain't that clever and boast about his above average grades. I've got another mate called Dan. He has an IQ of around 148. In person, he have never boast or attempted to show of his great feat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a person with intelligence or achievements just a tad above average have something to brag about? ARBsolutely not. The reason that i probably can think of why such a person like Dave like to brag is, he wants his achievements to seem huge. Bigger and larger than life. A person like Dan, aint showing it off and why too? cause he probably know that is greater some most people and do not stun his friends? Ain't sure why, but it seems only people with mediocre achievements brag. Not someone with huge and great achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such people are absolutely annoying. Especially if a person like Dave have done slightly better than u in some aspect. By ignoring him is just one of the ways to shut him up, temporary. I believe to stop his bragging is to be better in some areas by a huge difference which he probably think its impossible to reduce. Probably the answer to the "Braggart Question" have to be solved by Hitler's "Final Solution". Gas them all to death. Locked them up in places where the moon dun glow and the grass dun grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may ponder, why the f*** would Gao Rui write his blog in such a manner. All thanks to the reflection of my past actions in the toilet. Best time to think and reflect on things one have done. Realised what a jerk i am. Not sure if i m gonna change in anyway at all though. Dave = GR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-113509510757673820?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/113509510757673820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=113509510757673820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113509510757673820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113509510757673820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/12/man-with-mediocre-brain.html' title='Man with a mediocre brain.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-113362691596309452</id><published>2005-12-04T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T00:21:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexplained</title><content type='html'>There are many things out there that many people cannot explain. Why in the world will i be afraid of ghosts? How come there is no real remedy of such disturbing things? How come more than once i have to encounter such shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exiting the Braddell MRT station in the morning around 12. Greeted with the cool rain. I walked along the shelthered pathway back to my block. However, along the way, i heard this faith voice singing. It was weak, and monotonous and creepy. That voice gave me a creep, i slowed down at first, tempted to turn and look, but the courage to do that, was millions of miles away from me. I walked faster and faster but the singing does not fade away or stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walk, i chanted the budhhist prayer. Hoping that the person/thing will go away, or stop singing, leave me alone. After some distance, i finally could not hear the singing anymore and then carry on walking home with less fear. That does not mean no fear. The only fear i have is that the singing returns and i still have not found the courage to turn my head and have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the rest of the journey home was without the singing. When i finally reached home. I prayed and thank buddha for protection. I felt really really relieved. Its just like a robber shot ur colleague in the bank instead of u. U felt like the thing threatening ur life is gone for the time being. So i just went to take clothes and prepare to bathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in enter the toilet, it was eeriely quiet. My sense of relief did not last long. Pretty soon, i heard the singing again. From my house, in the 4th level, i hear the singing. How the f***!!!??? Its raining outside and the location of the singing seems to be in the open area of the HDB estate, not the void deck. Neither was is conversations of my neighbours. It was the singing in that disturbing same voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run out of the toilet without bathing, but i did change my clothes and went to sleep. Even in bed i was still having fears that the "singer" might be getting closer to me. The fear is quite overwhelming. I do not think i will be returning home in the morning for at least a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-113362691596309452?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/113362691596309452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=113362691596309452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113362691596309452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113362691596309452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/12/unexplained.html' title='Unexplained'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-113154824979313180</id><published>2005-11-09T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:57:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Threat</title><content type='html'>In today's episode of the Great Marshall Amp. Find out what threat and fears gao rui is having right now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a jam at beats merchant. That was like one of the better jam studio that Pandemonium, GR's band, jammed at. A marshall stack and a combo. What could have been better and due to the better amp than Weelee, one of the shittiest jamming studio, Gr's distortion sounds way kick ass than back at weelee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright good tone  does not equate to good playing. It seems the band is not playing to its best or normal standard. It's something i really kinda hate. The songs that we played in the past like slither and sweet child also dun sound as nice but r the better songs during the jam. This is without the vocalist to guide the band. I hope things will improve after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second fear. GR have been taught how to smoke the proper way and not waste any puff of the cigs. This has made GR realised the pleasure smokers get from those smelly smoke. Alright, it stinks but it gives off a cool sensation in the throat making it nice to smoke. GR might be turning to a smoker soon. Right after learning to puff the right way, he is yearning for another. Could he fall into the dark abyss and never climb back or will his self-discipline save him? Will his friends accept him as a smoker or try to change him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more in the next Great Marshall Amp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-113154824979313180?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/113154824979313180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=113154824979313180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113154824979313180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/113154824979313180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/11/threat.html' title='The Threat'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-112998607290924113</id><published>2005-10-22T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T21:03:54.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooooooot</title><content type='html'>its amazing how boredom can screw up ur mind and make u wanna smash ur own guitar. i find is extremely disturbing. have been stucked at home, watching the clouds float in the sky, through the window in my house. Then came something that is godsend. A few hours with a very good friend that u can talk with happily can do amazing things to a person's state of mind. i played pool with yan. came home a happy man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-112998607290924113?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/112998607290924113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=112998607290924113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112998607290924113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112998607290924113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/10/woooooooooot.html' title='woooooooooot'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-112948039621763447</id><published>2005-10-17T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:33:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit love me</title><content type='html'>i wonder, perhaps we r not good friends or as close as i thought. oh well i thought wrong. who gives a shit anyway. my shortest post. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-112948039621763447?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/112948039621763447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=112948039621763447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112948039621763447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112948039621763447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/10/shit-love-me.html' title='shit love me'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-112857610113583972</id><published>2005-10-06T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:35:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hammer!</title><content type='html'>woooot. How many times have u ever felt ur life was threatened? How many? not many for me, but on this friday evening, i felt that way. How did it start? Whose fault was it decide for it urself in this episode of the Great Marshall Amp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once fine weather evening, GR's friend pang seh him so but still he went with his other friends to watch this gig over at a junction located at Outram. Nothing exciting. The bands that performed we cool. When the boring bands were on, they left for free red wine. They drank by the bottle. They drank fast, they got alittle tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GR was a busy body, from the outside he looked in to watch the emo band performing, nothing interested him so he walked away. Then he spotted 2 7-strings guitar. Mind you people, such a guitar do not come at a low price. So he stared at those for a while and then went to mind his own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the climax, a group of people walked out of the 3rd place(where the gig was held) and confront this fat boy with messy hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oie u tauting me right?" a young man(let's call him SO, SO asshole, get it?) who came with his friends asked, in a intimidating tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no i wasn't" GR replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you SURE?" he asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i m not tauting u" GR replied. Alittle drunk but sober enough to know that he did nothing of such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a conversation repeated between GR and that SO's friends. Longwinded. GR's friend, kx, tried to reduce then tension telling them to relax but got a  "shut the f*ck up" and apparently kx and his friend JR got hit by SO's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angered by such offensive gensure, JR picked up the empty wine bottles that GR and friends drank from just now and charged at the SO. JR was held back by his friends. GR stood there watching. They(kx and friend and troublemakers) argued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the heated discussion reached the climax, SO whipped out a F**KING HAMMER, a huge one, with claws to pull nails out and almost fought with the wine bottle wielding JR. They ALMOST fought. The SO warned GR about his friends. But GR couldn't hear so he just say "ok ok". What an anti climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds familiar? What would you have done in GR's shoes? What would u(imagine urself as a bystander) do should u see such an incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, crossbred, vendetta and dong's new band, Spanish Fly rocked. not some metalzone guitarist with this fuzzy and sharp and irritating distortion. What a waste that GR's friend wasn't there, she missed a whole lotta show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited 9/11/2005)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-112857610113583972?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/112857610113583972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=112857610113583972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112857610113583972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112857610113583972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/10/hammer.html' title='The Hammer!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-112583977019669855</id><published>2005-09-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:16:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maiden gig</title><content type='html'>the feeling of standing infront of a large group of strangers,&lt;br /&gt;having to do silly stuff infront of them,&lt;br /&gt;that's what happened today. I was in that situation except i wasn't forced to do silly things but i did silly things outta mistakes. My maiden gig, was supposed to do a 30 min set. Was divided into 2. 1st half in front of plenty of people and the other to the organisers or just ur own friends. no one to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound was shit, i made mistakes often. that was my first gig. Realised now how those people from the organizing committee people sucked, with the exception of my cousin. People invited did not turn up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set infront of many was not as good while the other one infront of friends was slightly better. For the next time, i hope to see improvements in myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-112583977019669855?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/112583977019669855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=112583977019669855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112583977019669855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/112583977019669855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/09/maiden-gig.html' title='maiden gig'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111763773325791339</id><published>2005-06-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:55:33.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well school starts</title><content type='html'>Well well, have not been writing much about myself and how i've been during the holidays. I guess i'll just write about the more important and significant events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, well well, who would have thought gao rui would form a band playing good music(at least to me). Hahaha, had our first jam. I finally had a band, playing rhythm guitar in it. I had made shannon our bassist in hope to force him to become a better bassist. The drummer we have is a talented young man at the age of 15. Matt. We welcome him with great excitement and overwhelming happiness. He is keen to stick with the band and our musical influences are similar. Nothing can be more perfect. And he may not be that super good, but the level of competency is on par with the rest of the band. And then we shall slowly grow into a good band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First jam session had only 3 songs, 18 and Life, Enter Sandman, The Trooper. I felt "i will pull the band down only". that kinda stupid feelings caused i failed to nail the first solo in the trooper and had to make siva play everything. But none the less, siva is a reliable guitarist which i can rely on to give me a easy time. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have progressed to even playing Sweet Child of mine, slither, Smoke On the water. Well, i see great things in us. We can click, we like each other. we blame ourselves if the session aint that great. I love my band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to shannon, deepest condolences. During our second jam session. The news that his grandma's heart stop beating stunned me. Life is unpredictable. Earlier that day, i went to see his grandma too. It seems her condition is getting better and better. Little did i expect such thing to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday, my dear friend kee chun changed me again. This time its J dramas. He got me addicted to it. Watched alot of J dramas towards the last 2 weeks of the holidays. last Christmas, runaway, ER 24hrs 1, M no Higeki, Battle Royale, Mukodono. Now there is more! MORE! its really nice to watch J dramas. And i especially like Eguchi Yosuke, manly and handsome and cool. Looks down to earth, tough, just like how i inspire to look like some day. Not some pretty boy. Not me, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least i told someone about my feelings for that person, may be viewed as just a prank or joke, but nonetheless i said it. Thankfully nothing changed and we r still friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111763773325791339?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111763773325791339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111763773325791339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111763773325791339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111763773325791339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-school-starts.html' title='well school starts'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111546725710918656</id><published>2005-05-07T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:00:57.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so-good day</title><content type='html'>Well, here i am, about to whine again. Hey, ain't that the purpose of a blog. Allow people to whine on a blog so they do not have to whine right in your face? Anyway, i wanted to give my mum a treat to celebrate Mother's Day which is tomorrow. However, tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month, hence my parents have to eat vegetarian, so might as well celebrate today when we still can eat meat. The story starts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my family to a, well..., bistro to have our lunch. They sell mostly Jap food. So we ordered. And then it happens. The waitress missed out my dad's order. That pissed my dad off. So i talked to another worker there. I didn't wanna sound like an asshole so i asked nicely regarding the whereabouts of my dad's dish. Stupid waitress had to spoil the meal abit by forgetting out orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when she wanted to clear the plates and bowls etc, she spill the source for the tempura on me! not the f**king table but me! and it happens i m wearing white t-shirt and it stained. Bitch, so i acted nice and did not go "FXXK YOU BXITCH! GO TO HELL! WHY THE FXXK DID YOU DO THAT FOR BXTCH!". I just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, i told my parents that it will be MY treat. So i whipped out my ATM card to pay for the meal. And they have to spoil my day by saying "we DO NOT accept nets". Right, so they do no accept nets and i have only 7 bloody bucks. wooohooo. Great, i can just run off without paying. But no, my dad paid for the meal instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day huh? HAHAHA, i just love today. The only thing that is right is my completion of the 2.4km run without stopping. FXXK man.........fxxk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111546725710918656?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111546725710918656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111546725710918656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111546725710918656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111546725710918656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-so-good-day.html' title='Not-so-good day'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111479214867112350</id><published>2005-04-30T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:29:08.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZONE</title><content type='html'>I admit, i m a fucker that likes POP music ever since i heard, maybe watched, ZONE. And then i fell in love with them. Especially the bassist, she looked so cute. HAHAHA. Well pop rock do have their advantages, girls like them, r just so OMG. We should have more bands that look pretty and play decent music. At least their music aint as bad as others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have complain and said south park are bad for kids. I totally agree, it's just so vulgar, and they do stupid things like lighting themself on fire. But, it showed people what kinda retard kids r growing up all over the world. Hahaha. It's one funny shit people, u just have to forgive the language and watch it. Mothers starting world war III just because their kids picked up vulgarities from movies. hahaha. Its seriously funny. But it's also true too. Some parents when their kids are in the wrong, they just ignore their kids thinking they r jus some misguided soul and blame it on everything else except their kids. Which is why the war between USA and Canada started in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the chance, do give that movie a try. Besides humour, u also get to hear kenny speak CLEARLY and see his face too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111479214867112350?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111479214867112350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111479214867112350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111479214867112350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111479214867112350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/04/zone.html' title='ZONE'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111400871961688744</id><published>2005-04-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:51:59.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless</title><content type='html'>Today, started to run in the morning. People have been saying jogging helps to lose weight. No wonder everyone says that. The amount of fatigue from just jogging is far much overwhelming that other forms of exercise. Run 4 rounds around the old area of the Toa Payoh park. Reminds me of the days when me and chun hong and kelly went there to jog and just play afool after that. Those were the happier days. Somehow, these days, i dun feel as positive anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, went job hunting. Hunted down 3 vacancies. NTUC helper, Pin Le staff, Country mana kitchen crew/ service crew. Now now, people may think "good what, can find job, haha, can earn money". Out of these 3, 2 requires me to work permanently as part-timer. Now that sucks. I would love to have a slice of the pie if they earn and do well. Nonetheless, i still wanna study and enjoy the once a week holiday we called weekend. And for the last remaining job. I did not even ask about the job, i decided not to go for it. Firstly, the first 2 have already make me realise this point. They want someone who can work for them for a long period of time, not some come and go asshole. Secondly, more importantly as well, the interview times clashes with the screening time of the movie i wanted to watch, "Swing Girls". No job for me yet i guess, some people are just that lucky....sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Swing Girls" alone after the depressing result of finding no suitable job. A really good movie. Inspiring and funny at the same time. Watch the girls do things, get into trouble, having fun and achieving their goal. Same formula as "waterboys" too, but just as nice. This time it's about Big Band Jazz and girls instead of guys and sychronised swimming. Definitely worth my 6.50. And definitely worth another watch. Seriously, its that good. Good reccomendation by Weiying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to siva house to practise. We practised the song in which we have been practising in hope to perform it. Although it's just the 2 of us, we got the back tracks to play along with, sounded more like jamming with it. Well, was glad that the session went smooth. It's really fun when everyone can play the song(thanks to back tracks which sure dun have mistake one). Have more fun watching videos at his place too. The song is "18 and Life". The failed attempt to record it the last time. Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111400871961688744?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111400871961688744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111400871961688744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111400871961688744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111400871961688744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/04/jobless.html' title='Jobless'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111304728233276911</id><published>2005-04-09T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:20:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/morbida/1044672934_dmanMervyn.jpg" border="0" alt="Mervyn Pumpkinhead"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are: Mervyn, or Merv Pumpkinhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So called because of the carved jack-o'-lantern&lt;br&gt;that serves him for a head, he is high in the&lt;br&gt;levels of the palace staff of Dream of the&lt;br&gt;Endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a hardworking, no-frills, salt-of-the-earth&lt;br&gt;guy; hard-drinking and smoking, and tough as&lt;br&gt;nails. In the last defence of the land of the&lt;br&gt;Dreaming, when it was attacked by the Furies,&lt;br&gt;Mervyn was one of the first at the front lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his crew do much of the heavy work involved&lt;br&gt;in setting up landscapes for the dreams of&lt;br&gt;mortals, and these days he hardly ever makes a&lt;br&gt;mistake. But when he does, he feels his&lt;br&gt;"boss," Dream, is a little too&lt;br&gt;uptight about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so ice is usually cold, and this time maybe it&lt;br&gt;wasn't so much cold. No big thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/morbida/quizzes/What%20Sandman%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Sandman Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, the holidays aren't hitting until 16th of April. 3 more bloody papers. 1.5 days left to the next paper. My thoughts: what am i gonna do after this whole piece of shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is a dangerous thought. What happens if the answer is: retain and take the same old bloody modules again. Despite such fear, one could not make himself study if his life is not on the line. What am i gonna do about this? Seriously i have no idea. Just study days before it, like i m gonna do later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides thinking what i am going to do. I hate being indecisive. I use to want a guitar with EMG pickups. So it'll sound heavy, and crystal clear at the same time. But i realised EMGs will make my guitar sound digital(aka fake). Lack of character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i went on to desire for a les paul with Seymour Duncan Alnico II pro pickups. The very same that slash uses. However, i read reviews saying that it will not be able to handle heavy metal, thrash metal well. I dropped that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i went out to want to have a guitar with a les paul with a seymour duncan'59 and Seymour Duncan JB in the neck and bridge respectively. Then i went on to wanna mod by guitar with a little '59(single coil size) in the neck and the JB still in the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, today i watched and listen to neil zaza in the video in which they showed the process of making his signature guitar. Found that his tone is f***ing great. Now i (still)want a little '59 in the neck and a seymour duncan(again), but not a JB, a custom custom. The very same that neil zaza used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn....exam is near, and i am thinking of pickups and how to spend the holiday? Optimistic some would say. I prefer to call it scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111304728233276911?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111304728233276911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111304728233276911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111304728233276911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111304728233276911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/04/undecided.html' title='Undecided.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111254280049375230</id><published>2005-04-03T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:40:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams april 2005</title><content type='html'>God dammit, dun we all just love exams. U have to cramp months of lessons for each subject into your bloody head within days! What a great challenge. The thought of it excites me so much that my hair drops. Woooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y am i so bloody sacarstic? is it because of exams? yea u know it. =D. These days, i get the boring same old feeling of want to study but always cannot concentrate and then stressed and fed up with it. Come one man, something new! Students in singapore have a hard life. Stupid syllubus which make us into machines that work from 8 to 6 each day. Gone are the days of the 9 to 5 working hours. Singapore have pros and cons. I do take the pros for granted and the cons are really killing each and every single soul slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skid row is the way to go people. Dumb ur 5566 album into the drain, burn your Korn CDs, go to avril lavigne's concert just to throw tomatoes. Here comes skid row. The in ur bloody face hard rock which fast paced song for people like me that is angry, unsatisfied with living conditions. Skid Row provides love ballads for those in love, out of love, whatever too. Get your skid row CD in the store near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit another thing to spoil my bloody week. My recording of 18 and life. Played clean. I sounded just like simple plan. In other words, SHITTY. Piece of thrash. Guess i m gonna get a distortion unit to pump up the volume and to cover up mistakes. HAHAHAHA. evil. Gotta train. Can't seem to play 18 and life perfectly when practising either. Horrible week. Bloody horrible week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to swee lee and sz320 was for sale at around 660. F*ck, not enough cash to buy, not enough skill to even match that great piece of work. I suck. For those that hate me, u got a damn valid reason. For those that like me, i like u too, and u have brains unlike the first group of people mentioned in this paragraph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m getting stupid. Pretty evident from this post. Just uttering crap. Crap like those in the toilet bowl which cannot flush. Peace out people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111254280049375230?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111254280049375230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111254280049375230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111254280049375230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111254280049375230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/04/exams-april-2005.html' title='exams april 2005'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-111165378076323919</id><published>2005-03-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T16:43:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Week</title><content type='html'>Alright F*ck this! What a way to start my first post after a long time, F*CK THIS! I've been trying to blog and this is the 4th time now. I m getting fed up. bloody stupid blogger......woah blogger so cool! Fuck! Like i dun have enough problems this whole f*cking week. Bloody hell, whats this....i've got like 4 urgent assignments in hand this week, and to clear them i've not been sleeping as well as i should be. Singapore Poly, what the hell i tell u. First they increase our school fees, and then they have to cut the hard disk space for each and everything student by half, 50MB now! what the hell i pay more school fees for them to cut my bloody M drive space? ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now there is one bloody song which i keep listening to at this point of time. That would be &lt;strong&gt;Get In The Ring&lt;/strong&gt; by guns 'n roses. haha, another vulgar song which made my parents' face turn black when they heard me playing this song on the comp. Well, stress and frustration, I do need this kind of aggressive songs to keep me sane. Skid row, i've been listening to them as well when i m feeling stressed and f*cked up. 80's hair metal band with plenty of aggressive songs as well as lovey dovey ballads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of X japan/X. Skid row's song are great, great musicianship, great vocals by bach, and both guitarist are bloody good. My new guitar hero, is their lead guitarist, scotti hill. I mean, which guitarist is lousy if he can do a cover of Jimi Hendrix's Little wing. No doubt, this is the man i wish i could play like. Feel that he plays better than slash though. Before you all Guns 'N Roses fans start flaming me on the tag, listen to their solo compared to slash's. I feel that scotti hill's solo are much more melodic. Nonetheless slash kicks his ass hard in the scale of being cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 weeks of torment. I have one special person to thank. That is my Java teacher, Junie Tan. My partner and i have been bothering her from time to time regarding our Java Assignment. We were made to do this stupid game. Its like creating a Ji Ko Ba game for the computer. dammit i tell u, its damn bloody tough. She helped us all the time, never once rejecting us in a nice way or "HAHA!! CAN'T DO IT? FAIL LOSER!! &lt;strong&gt;FAIL&lt;/strong&gt;!!!" Very pleasant lady she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the song, GET IN THE RING's  lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at me when you hate me?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too?&lt;br /&gt;I sense a smell of retribution in the air&lt;br /&gt;I don't even understand why the f*ck you even care&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your jealousy yeah&lt;br /&gt;Why drag me down in your misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you stare you don't think I feel it&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades&lt;br /&gt;When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know you'd never cut in my game, oh no&lt;br /&gt;And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll be writin' down your obituary...HISTORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got your bitches with the silicone injections&lt;br /&gt;Crystal meth and yeast infections&lt;br /&gt;Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to criticize my intentions?&lt;br /&gt;Got your subtle manipulative devices&lt;br /&gt;Just like you I got my vices&lt;br /&gt;I got a thought that would be nice I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice...PAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that goes for all of you punks in the press that wanna start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said&lt;br /&gt;That means you Andy Secher at Hit Parader, Circus magezine,&lt;br /&gt;Mick Wall at Kerrang, Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin&lt;br /&gt;What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you! Suck my f*ckin' dick!&lt;br /&gt;You be rippin' off the f*ckin' kids while they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands they wanna know about&lt;br /&gt;Printin' lies, startin' controversy&lt;br /&gt;You wanna antagonize me? Antagonize me motherf*cker!&lt;br /&gt;Get in the ring motherf*cker! And I'll kick your bitchy little ass! Punk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like you,&lt;br /&gt;I just hate you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna kick your ass, oh yeah! oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like our integrity yeah&lt;br /&gt;We built a world out of anarchy oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN THIS CORNER, WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS; GUNS N' ROSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in the ring(x16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is dedicated to all the Guns N' f*ckin Roses fans who stuck with us through all the fucking shit And to all those opposed...hmm...well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;thanks rachel for such a great song. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-111165378076323919?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/111165378076323919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=111165378076323919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111165378076323919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/111165378076323919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/03/hell-week.html' title='Hell Week'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110908777090437587</id><published>2005-02-22T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T23:56:10.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Myung</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days where a child gets a new toy without expecting it. Man, was i glad to see that i've pass 3 outta 4 of my tests. Hahahaha, though for 2 of them , i did not study at all. It really came to me as a surprise, cause i m used to failing in secondary school. Did not expect to pass at all. This is one out of the 3 great things that happen to me. However, this is not what makes today such a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i met up with my old buddy, Lim Kee Chun, after a long long time. He's responsible for making me a metal dude, rock fan. Send me deep purple songs, led zeppelin songs, GnR songs, Iron Maiden songs. On top of that, he treated me to a sumptous dinner at KFC. He did that despite he was a poor dude with little cash each month. Pleasant dude he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, Kee Chun and I headed down to the Young Musician Society to attend the bass clinic hosted by JOHN MYUNG! One of the greatest bassist of our time. He is 1 short dude, but he plays the bass as though its as easy as spinning his pen. What i learned from the clinic was to play to ur favourite songs. Something which i did not do at all. And also he taught me to play bass with 3 fingers and not just 2. That man had a very mascular arm, very obvious when he is playing those farking fast basslines. Nothing that u can ever find in those pop punk bands. Sorry shannon and rach for saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something surprising happened during the clinic. He was asked, "Show us some slapping" and his reply was to give him vic wooten video and a period of 6 months in order to learn slap. Hahaha, that was so damn unexpected. Such a great bass player like him cannot slap, but without slapping, he can kick my ass anyday. He signed for me, that will be 1 precious piece of paper that i'll keep for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyday is as good as today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110908777090437587?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110908777090437587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110908777090437587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110908777090437587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110908777090437587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/02/john-myung.html' title='John Myung'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110863215190122428</id><published>2005-02-17T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:22:31.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BECK</title><content type='html'>Hi once again. Seeing that i've blogged means, i did not commit suicide due to the "gloomy sunday" song. Well perhaps my desire to live was great or because the version i had ain't the original version? Well who knows, to hear that many people INDEED committed suicide due to the depression caused by that song is still indeed scary. I still do not understand how come a song have such colossal influence that it made people kill themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, recently i was introduced by the wonderful people at the &lt;a href="http://www.soft.com.sg/new"&gt;www.soft.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; forum to a japanese anime entitled "BECK". The anime is about some loser kid who "have no life" and then finding it when he became friends with a rocker, friend to some famous rock star. Slowly bit by bit, he begans to love rock music and then picking up a guitar. Somewhat similar to me, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this anime featured plenty of rock songs, mentioned plenty of rock bands. Mind you, they are not some bands called "Good Charlotte" nor "Simple Plan". However its bands like Rolling Stones, Ramones, Led Zeppelin, Hendrix Experience, Nirvana, Sex Pistols....well u get the idea. For those who don't, these are famous and great rock bands, not some pop-punk band in which i dispises greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the drawing ain't as wonderful as that of Full Metal Panic or Last Exile, however it have a great storyline/plot which somehow attracted me. In my humble opinion, plot's importance is greater than that of the graphics. Could be the rock bands and stuff that made me attracted to it, well i dunno, but i love it alot. So whether u like rock or not, u should check out this anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having watched this anime, it made me realised one thing. The distortion tone of my guitar is far too muddy for classic rock somehow. Most probably i would like to get a telecaster or a les paul. Ain't sure of which to get first, but more importantly, i should improve first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110863215190122428?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110863215190122428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110863215190122428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110863215190122428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110863215190122428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/02/beck.html' title='BECK'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110828827216216803</id><published>2005-02-13T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:51:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Fuckers</title><content type='html'>Well well, to those who do even spend time reading my blog, Gong Xi Fa Cai, Wan Shi Ru Yi. This is one of the more unenjoyable Chinese New Year. Reason being that i have 5 test in 3 days immediately after this week. This shows how much i can enjoy and not worry about my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn those people who planned my school holidays, They had to give us our 1 week break on the same week as CNY, jus to eat away 2 days of fun and laughter. Amazing, they expect me to study when i'm visiting people celebrating Chinese New Year? How smart can those top DOGS get? Very Fucking Smart. Ugh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of dissing SP, i'm sure people who read my blog knows how much i dislike Singapore Poly. Heh. People who love Iron Maiden take notice. Recently, i just realised how their song goes unappreciated by me. This is one great song in my humble opinion. Its called "Mother Russia". Great song, so dudes, have a try and it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also please people for your own safety, do not download this song called "Gloomy Sunday". It is rumoured that 17 people in hungary committed suicide because of this song. Wonder what kinda special power it had to make people die. So i strongly discourage u people to listen to this song especially if u're depressed and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, life is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110828827216216803?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110828827216216803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110828827216216803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110828827216216803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110828827216216803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/02/great-fuckers.html' title='Great Fuckers'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110736057444938418</id><published>2005-02-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T00:09:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid people</title><content type='html'>Forgot when did this struck me, but it's been on my mind since. Why do some guys just have to publicly announce their disgraceful act? Firstly, it puts many people off to hear about what u have done. Secondly, we are not interested to hear if u have ate ur parents or not. People want to hear none of those so please shut the f*** up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for such distasteful acts, in my humble opinion, why some dickhead do such thing is they wanna be seen as daring and cool. Dude, eating ur parents is plain sick, its not cool. Since when have NORMAL human beings be interested in what u do to ur parents. No one gives a shit if u serve p*rn 23 hours each day, nor bother if u MTB 20 times each day. All this are sick shit, keep them to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bunch of disgusting people was never seen disgusting to me in the past. I was one of those losers that announce my disgraceful acts to the whole world. I've earned a bad nickname from others as i did such a stupid thing. Worse of all, it took me so long to realise what a bad move that was. Almost 2-3 years to realise that. Days back i began to question my analysing abilities, how come i did not think before i do anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, not all are born stupid. Some are just lazy to use this wonderful invention called "brain". Such people should all be send to a concentration camp where they will be taught to think and exercise their brain more often. With such a move, the world will be a better place with less idiots doing things which irritates and annoy people. Having this people around disgrace people of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are everywhere. They cook your meals, they clean ur tables, they wash your car, pump your petrol, who guards you while we sleep. Their works can be found on TV, showing all those so dramas which tend to downgrade our brains to nothing. And to the government, we need more people who can think and not study texts from your assigned textbooks. We do not need people who go around "hey i surfed that yesterday, how entertaining."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: those stupid acts ONLY include acts that annoys me. So dun worry my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110736057444938418?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110736057444938418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110736057444938418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110736057444938418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110736057444938418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/02/stupid-people.html' title='Stupid people'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110672476386812870</id><published>2005-01-26T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:32:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitches</title><content type='html'>For this entry, i shall dedicate it to 2 of the girls in St Nicholas. Reason being they made my day. It happened a few days back. I was on the train, homeward bound. Then 3 St. Nick girls came along. I gave up my seat. Then 1 of them sat on it almost immediately. Then the guy beside me gave up his seat as well. Her friend went to take that seat. Well it may seem like nothing wrong cause i have yet to mention that I gave up the seat for an old lady who was standing, clinging on to the pole for her dear life. Reminds me of survivors who cling onto branches of trees to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice, seats were given up for the old lady, and twice, those girls frmo st nick too over it before the old lady could get near it. I was pissed to see that. Thankfully a lady beside the guy who was sitting next to me earlier on stood up, not moving, waiting for the old lady to get to the seat. Those girls had the cheek to tell their 3rd friend, "Come sit here!"That girl must have been the most well brought up girl. She didn't dare to take the seat and even shouted "DUN WANT" to her friends. You go girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this incident, my respect for students in those "good " schools dropped. Heard once that girls from St. Nick(again) said that they cannt stand guys and girls from the neighbourhood schools saying they talk in chinese and is very ah beng and ah lian. Getting into good school does not make u anymore high class than them if u take seats given up meant for an frail old lady. I've seen ah bengs who scold their friend to give up their seats for old folks they see on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the impression that students from those great and wonderful schools are nothing more than a bunch of people who can study and not know how to be good human beings. They also have a huge ego thinking they are above students from neighbourhood schools. Stuff they wear like billabong, ripcurl, oakleys, r "supposed" to be meant for them, the high class people. If students from neighbourhood school wears it, its not he got taste, its that he is copying them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the f**k is that? I shall stick to my cheap 5 bucks t-shirts and my below 40 bucks jeans. Its time that the education minister look into such a problem. I'm getting sick of all this crap. Make Civil and Moral education more intensive for those dickheads and sluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110672476386812870?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110672476386812870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110672476386812870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110672476386812870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110672476386812870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/01/bitches.html' title='bitches'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110640811449964736</id><published>2005-01-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T23:35:14.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>Not very happy today. Though i did pay respect to Huiyun's grandma and chat with her together with siva. I am not pleased at all. I had to meet up with some people whom i never knew existed. Those people made me missed my concert. It's been a concert i wanted to go and see. Wanted to check out the steve vai cover band. MISSED. How F*** is that? how F***ING crappy is that? I'm f***ed up on pot right now. Writing rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110640811449964736?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110640811449964736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110640811449964736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110640811449964736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110640811449964736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/01/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110584641231733783</id><published>2005-01-16T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:33:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telecaster &amp; Izzy</title><content type='html'>Having downloaded some of izzy strandlin's work. I am so into they way he plays and write stuff. Ok, people may think its boring, country music sounding rock songs. However, not many is able to write up stuff like "Here before you" which sounded alittle like Pink Floyd's "Wish you were here". People may think i have weird ears which listen to stuff that turns some people off. HEY, f*** off. I listen to what i like, even it sounds horrible to you, its nice to me. I pride myself as having my own taste to music than those people who listen to what is played for 15 hours each day on the FM station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to him, For those who have never listened to Izzy Stradlin before and wants to check out his stuff, "117 degrees", "Jumped up the devil" and of cos "Here before you". Those are really good bluesy rock stuff that Izzy came up with his telecaster. The tone is really nice. I first heard a telecaster was in the song "The Unforgiven II" by Metallica. The clean tone is really.......something i wanted. Yes it sounded different from a strat. But after hearing what mr Subversion says about Telecaster playing metal and see how John 5 previously from Marilyn Manson uses a tele, i feel like getting a telecaster. Greatly inspired by Izzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy as people know, use to played for Guns 'N Roses. When i listened to GnR's songs, i thought that Izzy would not be very much of a good guitarist. I am wrong. Hiding in the background and not being showy does not mean he is not a good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also tired of people telling me that a telecaster looks like shit. hey dickhead, even if it looks like shit, it rocks my socks off, BESIDES, nice guitar does not mean good tone. Just like so what if u dress up nicely like a rocker, when u start playing, no one besides those who have no idea what the f*** guitar playing is all about will bother about how u look. No offense to punk rock fans. I do not have a liking for ur fav band like Simple plan or Good charlotte, simply because i feel that their music lacks depth, lacks substance. Used to think SUM41 is a crap wannabe band. After i watched them played at Metallica Icon, seeing how their lead plays the Master of Puppet solo, my opinion changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, time to watch anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110584641231733783?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110584641231733783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110584641231733783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110584641231733783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110584641231733783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/01/telecaster-izzy.html' title='Telecaster &amp; Izzy'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110511285266222957</id><published>2005-01-07T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:48:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cradle of filth - Fear of the dark</title><content type='html'>Right now, i feel exactly the same as during that night before school starts. For some reason i felt damn crappy. Could it be due to my poly "friends", due to how i abhor that school? Somehow i aint as optimistic as before. I fear that i might snap, beating someone up. Going to school each day is shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am hoping for something great to happen to me, something really great, exciting in my life. Each day i m jus going to school, going home, rejecting my poly classmates invitation to go his house. I dun wanna be with him till even man. He seems damn gay, always trying to get near to me. Making unnecessary remarks and comments and whining like me right now, whining to others about them. I've heard crap like "its not worth u getting upset over them" and crap like that on tv and hearing others tell someone else. Well, its CRAP. They piss the living shit outta ya and u can never recover. "Its like a cut in your mouth that will only heal with u stop tonguing it, but u can't", quoted from fight club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whats with my luck. Tried to buy big sweep on wed, but was sold out, besides that, the entire day was kinda cool. Had senthil treating me takoyaki, and then huiyun treat me XXL chicken. Feel like some f**king leech. HAHAHA, besides the feeling of that, it's great to get "fed". When i return home, i had dim sum for dinner, things were great. Its is sorta like a 1 last good thing before a series of bad things will i face. The next day was crap school all the way till 430, thats bad enough. Next, my f**king EZ link card aint working. What the fish is this. And then just now, had to enter another DOD(Day of Defeat) server besides my usual one. The fighting there was more than jus disorganised, enemies seem to teleport here and there and i get backstabbed all the time. Sucks to be me. What other kinda crap will i encounter tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not use to be so f**king negative, but i am now....Look how much an impact going to poly is for me, making me into something like a walking zombie, no-lifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to Fear of the dark, hence the title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110511285266222957?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110511285266222957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110511285266222957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110511285266222957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110511285266222957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/01/cradle-of-filth-fear-of-dark.html' title='Cradle of filth - Fear of the dark'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110451888733487977</id><published>2005-01-01T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T02:48:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005</title><content type='html'>Its a new year, I dun feel anything exciting about this year. I'll be in the same class doing the same shit with the same people i did last year, since 12 dec. School. It sucks, its dull and boring. Just a place to keep youths like me and the rest of us contained, centralised, so we will not go out and burn things, kill people, riot and demonstrate. How twisted can that get? They say when we're young, we're carefree and all that shit. Its SHIT. How free can u get when u have a deadline to meet with ur project? Doing shit that earns grade, sucking up to teacher, etc etc, no games cause the exams are near? HOW FREE?!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday, on the eve, met up with wanting on the train at dover MRT on my way to collect my soft.com.sg t-shirt. Must be fate, wants me to meet my old friends and have fun. Hah, jumped on that chance right away. Its always good to see friends that u really want to hang out with. To me that would be siva, brandon, vanessa, Yan guang, kelly, khairy, chunhong, Huiyun, yinru, rachel, shannon. Being with them is FUN. Being with my poly classmates is....well.....not fun. Watched "Meet the fockers" with them. Had a really great time. Hopefully such time will occur often in the year 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how singaporeans celebrate the new year at sentosa BEACH while other countries, their people mourn at the beach kinda turns me off. What a way to start the new year. Well, they can celebrate it elsewhere besides the coastal area man. What would other countries around us that suffered from the effects of the tidal waves thing. We should help the survivors and families affected. Such tragedy have made life for them not as good. Hopefully some practical help besides moment of silence will make life slightly better. I dun intend to be some superhero that can change people's live drastically. All i wanna see is people to be happy, but that can be a really tough job. I m jus me, lazy Lee Gao Rui. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone. May ur resolutions come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110451888733487977?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110451888733487977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110451888733487977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110451888733487977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110451888733487977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2005/01/2005.html' title='2005'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110303602965003196</id><published>2004-12-14T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T22:53:49.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Starts.........unfilial son</title><content type='html'>Well, to those who will read my blog, thanks. Now that school has started, it's gonna be another dull, boring semester. I hate school now. I dun have the enthuism like in ZHSS to go school and see my friends. It seems i prefer the past. SP is like a paper house....and i wanna burn it down. Can't stand it. Hope a class reshuffle soon. Hope i last until then. Piece of junk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recieved a letter from the bank. A list of how much i withdrawn and put in during the past months. What the fISH......such a long list of withdrawals. My dad saws it and he is very very unhappy about it. Looks like now i have to be very very very thrifty. Feeling bad, after spending so much of their money, now i have to ask for more money for the new comp, and now sch starts, more fISHing money to buy textbooks and FISH, they aren't cheap at all. Those that read this post, m i a lousy son? Yes i think i am. Bei Jia zi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110303602965003196?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110303602965003196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110303602965003196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110303602965003196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110303602965003196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/12/school-startsunfilial-son.html' title='School Starts.........unfilial son'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110235020675086471</id><published>2004-12-07T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T00:31:01.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgiven</title><content type='html'>Have been addicted to this song called unforgiven by metallica. Great riff, love hetfield's growling. Heh, nothing beats his growling, maybe sebastian bach's singing can. This song kinda protrays the life people led. I think most singaporeans lead this kinda life without knowing. I know i might. It's kinda sad to be living like said in this song.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;The Unforgiven - Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blood joins this earth and quickly he's subdued&lt;br /&gt;through constant pain disgrace&lt;br /&gt;the young boy learns their rules&lt;br /&gt;with time the child draws in&lt;br /&gt;this whipping boy done wrong&lt;br /&gt;deprived of all his thoughts the young man struggles on&lt;br /&gt;and on he's known&lt;br /&gt;a vow unto his own&lt;br /&gt;that never from this day&lt;br /&gt;his will they'll take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;what I've felt what I've known&lt;br /&gt;never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;never be never see&lt;br /&gt;won't see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;what I've felt what I've known&lt;br /&gt;never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;never free never me&lt;br /&gt;so I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dedicate their lives to running all of his&lt;br /&gt;he tries to please them all&lt;br /&gt;this bitter man he is&lt;br /&gt;throughout his life the same&lt;br /&gt;he's battled constantly this fight he cannot win&lt;br /&gt;a tired man they see no longer cares&lt;br /&gt;the old man then prepares&lt;br /&gt;to die regretfully&lt;br /&gt;that old man here is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;(solo)&lt;br /&gt;you labeled me&lt;br /&gt;I'll label you&lt;br /&gt;so I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protrayed the life of a slave, felt that in someway or another, we're all slaves. Man, wad a sad song...but this song kicks ass, can easily tell maroon 5, linkin park, simple plan, good charlotte and so on to "F*** OFF"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110235020675086471?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110235020675086471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110235020675086471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110235020675086471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110235020675086471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/12/unforgiven.html' title='Unforgiven'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110200548647734460</id><published>2004-12-03T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T00:38:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my friends birthday. Days ago i send her a card. But i'm getting worried she did not receive it. She used to be a girl i like.........dunno about now. But though i'm worried its been a good day and i'm glad. Throughout this whole holiday, i've been enjoying myself, having fun. This has really been a good holiday. The thought of going back to school is crap. That feeling is like u win lottery but u kerna robbed of all the money after u claimed it. Sigh, Mr. Ducro gave this advice to me: "Always look forward to the next holiday, that will keep u going." Love that advice and will keep that in mind. Sigh.......still think i should call her and wish her a happy birthday. 2nd December.....I hope this holiday dun end that soon, give me like 3 more months please, i feel like working and earning cash. This whole holiday i've spent too much of my parents money. Its bad. Spending too much money is very bad. In the future, i'll give my parents the best to make up for all that they have given me. Have seen how my mum looked after ah poh when ah poh was ill. Yes she complained, yes she grumbled, but she did not stop being a filial daughter. I'll be like my mum and be a filial son, and i hope to be able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110200548647734460?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110200548647734460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110200548647734460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110200548647734460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110200548647734460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-friends-birthday.html' title='My Friend&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-110105547663634835</id><published>2004-11-22T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T00:44:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!!!!! Finally the holidays are here, and YES!!!!!!! Finally i blogged. For those who have been waiting, thanks, but i know i thanking no one. Its been some time since the gay exam is over, now i can go to my paradise city. This short holiday till now have been damn happy, jus going out, watch movie, play pool, play free guitar, play CS. Life is good. Have been hanging out alot lately with siva, brand as well as shannon and rach. This holiday i tried to lose weight by going gym with siva and brand, BUT my weight remains the same. Fortunately, i m able to run 2.4km without stopping now. Maybe i'll be able to run 3km without stopping too. Luckily my fitness has improved abit, otherwise all my money spent on going gym will be wasted. Now my next aim will be to be able to do pull ups....my arms so damn weak, gotta train sia. Right, having frens at ur place can be real scary, u never know wad they might pull off that will piss ur parents so bad that u'll have to sleep at bus stops. Thankfully brand and siva knows how to behave. They came my house twice to Jam, played fade to black, master of puppets, californication, and some songs which i have forgotten. Band in forming liao loh! Can tell there is slight improvement from 5 months ago when i play the guitar now. Must be able to play fast stuff, hit the pinch harmonics, learn improvision, learn to solo like guys like jimmy page. Hmmmm now my aussie friend is here, wad the hell should i get for her.....chee hong her....hehehe. NAH, but seriously wad to get her. hmmmm. Siva's bday tml, me and brandon got him a cool cool gig bag that is so padded it can be used as armour to buffer punches and kicks ONLY. Dunno wad else to type liao, until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-110105547663634835?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/110105547663634835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=110105547663634835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110105547663634835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/110105547663634835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/11/yes-finally-holidays-are-here-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109809296930919963</id><published>2004-10-18T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T17:51:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For this weekend.</title><content type='html'>Still 18 days to happiness. But the clock is ticking, can u hear it? tick tock tick tock. Sat i went out with siva brandon and kelly to watch the Power Jam competition, org by Power 98. Its a rock band competition where they battle it out for the 5 places in the finals. That day was the Semi's. A few bands was really good, like Supernova and Zhen. Enjoy their performance there, they damn power. Supernova was rather similar to Skid Row in my opinion. Their guitar solo was rather well done. PLUS they got the rock star look. Zhen, oh man......amazing. The first thing i see is a 7 string guitar + 5 string bass. Impressed liao. Then on their second song, they played with the bassist TAPPING the bass, mind u TAPPING, and all their songs must be original songs. So this is damn amazing , i damn impressed. After that t give time for the judges to decide which 5 bands will enter, they invited a band called "Ronin" to perform. They were damn good. The impression they gave me was aerosmith marrying guns and roses. Quite good for singapore standard. After that went to take their free EP, though only 5 songs, i think its rather good.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to parkway to play pool. Siva was saying there very good, the table and cue all very good and the price only 3.50. But when we got there it was 8.60 per hour....wad the hell! But we still played for 2 hours. When siva was aiming for a shot, i went to disturb him like clap in his face to distract him, after that siva missed, he damn damn damn buay song.&lt;br /&gt;After a while OK liao, siva not so petty one ok. We all brothers leh. Then we went to east coast for dinner, ta bao carrot cake go there eat. Then we feel damn sian so bought BEER! hehehhe.....this one not suppose to let my parents know. we went to drink at the wave breaker or wadeva but was under attacked by cockroach. In the end sit in the sand. We drank got drunk and talked alot. Its was really fun. Life is Grand. Hope to do that again SOON. Hopefully 18 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109809296930919963?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109809296930919963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109809296930919963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109809296930919963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109809296930919963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/10/for-this-weekend.html' title='For this weekend.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109809141114237578</id><published>2004-10-18T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T17:23:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for last week,  8 oct</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm blogging again. This is for last week. Remember last week was my birthday. First thing in the morning i receive several SMS, and to my surprise, i got 1 from carmen. Its been a long time since i seen her and she still remembers my bday, surprised and glad to tell ya. surprised sounds sissy, change to amazed. 8D Then after school, went to find siva and get beatened up by him. Heng, that was really nothing compared to last year. That was one event that fixed firmly in my mind. The beating from last year. After that went home to bore myself lah, wad else could i do. But then saturday is different, me siva brandon vanessa wanting we all go out. At first me siva brand play pool, snooker then later go find vanessa and wanting. We went to the er.......cineleisure to have neoprints taken. 2 bucks T_T. Then headed to coffee bean sit sit talk cock and take photo with brandon and siva's cam phone. Those bastard damn zai, Hp damn power one, unlike mine lah lao pok handphone, but dropped a few times also bo dai ji, so shld be good as well. Going out with them is so so so different from my poly friends, they r so so so so much more fun to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;After that we had dinner at newton circle, wah, ex sia, my wallet getting thinner and thinner. Food there only so so. Charge so ex. BO HUA! After that we went to prank call people. Jerry, clarance and Kelly. Damn funny. siva bluffed jerry said jerry was his guarantor and needed his help as ah long chup his dai ji. Then i was behind making the hitting with my palm and a pipe, as though people hitting siva, then brandon keep shouting "CALL UR FATHER!". Damn funny. I tried on kelly, but he found out brandon's voice. aiyah......... But going out with them is damn fun, i look forward to the holidays when i can go out with them more and more often. 18 more days to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109809141114237578?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109809141114237578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109809141114237578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109809141114237578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109809141114237578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-for-last-week-8-oct.html' title='This is for last week,  8 oct'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109689670828507369</id><published>2004-10-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T21:31:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun fulled friday and saturday</title><content type='html'>Though i post today, this post is dedicated to friday and saturday. Heh, received a call from rachel this morning during lesson time. Realise she is going to shannon's place to have fun. So right after the last lesson, i CHIONG all the way to sengkang and took a bus to Shannon's place. I love them both, great company, people whom i really enjoy being out with. I headed there and gave them a call saying i not sure of how to get there....hehehe of cos i bluff 1 lah. Then when i reached, the first thing i got is a call from them "GET OFF THE BUS!" LOL, like i dunno like that. if rach or shannon is reading this, hey, i know how to get to ur place loh! Then they gave me yogurt to eat........hmmm some kinda bribe? well i appreciate very much and i love yogurt. Then we went to the field of tall grass and the first thing we saw........SNAKE! baby snake...rachel screamed and scare the living hell outta me. So did the snake. Went walking and walking, got my shoe all muddy, and so on. Quite tiring, considering it was evening sun plus wearing jeans and polo tee. Then shannon stepped on snake and once again rachel scream and i got freaked out. We go back his house cos my jeans kerna mud i changed into his marist pe shorts and wash my jeans.....washed only 1 side.....the other leg there also got mud but never wash....ok i admit, i m STUPID. Then his mum gave him 30 bucks to treat us to dinner. Haha, bad move auntie, cos i very the....thick skin, jus eat and eat, but compared to the past, i eat much lesser leh. Then we walk to this playground and relive our pri sch days, playing hop scotch till i buay song cos i keep losing.....Sound like i have not grown up yet, but it was fun and i dun mind. At night watch Dodgeball till almost one, we go to the kitchen find makan and then after that, they made me go out and walk.....MIND U ITS 1 PLUS in the morning. I was scared, scared of ghost. I m a WUSS. so we walked and talk and walk for almost 2 hours. We even see ah gua, damn funny. They from far look damn hot, but when close ar......*PUKE* Got this taxi guy wanna pick them up 1, but then, when he drove closer(slowly down), when very close liao he speed up....lol. By the time we walk finish it was like 3 plus. damn shagg, no time to watch white chicks....aaaaawwwwww. Go sleep tml morning wake up and left at around 10. On the bus, watched TV mobile, got this girl wanna sing blues, then underwent training. I was not out to hear her sing but rather, i was damn impressed with the blues guitar. Very very bluesy, very nice. Around that time, i got a call from huiyun. "Gao rui ar, i got free tix for yellow ribbon concert, wanna go?" Was happy that got GIRL ask me out, although we r good fren, but when ur fren ask u out, u'll feel happy one. So called my mum to seek permission and so on. Then replied with a YES. WEnt for the concert with hui yun and yin ru too. Meet up with them at Bugis. Wanted to eat dinner one, but then foodcourt no space, so we ate 4 leave bread instead. They had this section which i m most impressed. The inmate song writing competition. Good shit, really good stuff, played acoustic guitar, but very well done. The singers hired to sing their songs were good too. Other than that, the rest is rather......not to my taste, after all, i m ah pek rocker. Then later tong pang hui yun's dad's car home. Going out with good friends is so much fun even with the occasion is dull. I'll remember these 2 days. Really wonderful time i had. Hopefully more is to come. Ain't Life Grand?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109689670828507369?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109689670828507369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109689670828507369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109689670828507369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109689670828507369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/10/fun-fulled-friday-and-saturday.html' title='A fun fulled friday and saturday'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109612210988929477</id><published>2004-09-25T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T22:21:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dull Saturday night.</title><content type='html'>Stagnating at home, dull saturday, jus surfing net, playing guitar and playing CS. Well at least i dun have to work at hangten. Whew since today got nothing much to talk about, i'll talk abt things that happened between this post and the previous. Well, for one of my project, we had to present and for the presentation, we had to be in formal. The day before, we handed up a draft of our proposal. When the teacher read thru the proposal, it seems that my(product designer)designs were changed and i ain't happy with it. Trying to act all smart, son of a bitch, however, that guy worked hard too. Still i just cannot stand people changing my design. Then the next day, some modifications were made to the presentation slides to please me cos, i dun like the way he change my design......and infact i dun like people changing my design. We all had to wear formal. Looking really different, jus need a chain around my wrist and neck, and shade, and maybe cigs? Then i'll look like some Mobster Boss. Hahahaha, the presentation went smooth. I think my group were the best, we shoot back every question asked back at us with........agression? LOL. Fun fun. Yesterday, wooohooo watched red hot chili peppers live at slane castle...a damn good concert, especially loved that version of californication. The solo before it is........wooooohoooooo mind blowing. So mind blowing i had to pick up my axe and dance around rather than jus watching it.......wooohooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109612210988929477?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109612210988929477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109612210988929477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109612210988929477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109612210988929477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/09/dull-saturday-night.html' title='A dull Saturday night.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109491241723189061</id><published>2004-09-11T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T22:20:17.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Wing</title><content type='html'>Hello people. This is me, who else can it be anyway. I've done stomething which people think is stupid or crazy, i aint sure if i am stupid or i am a good friend. For my pri school brother, Shannon Tan, i scrimped and save and finally got him a very very slick guitar, the IBANEZ SA120, the specs are 2 knobs, 5-way pickup selector switch, dual humbuckers. That axe cost me 600 hundred bucks. My friends in SP called me a SUCKER. Am i? Not sure, but i hope he will practise the guitar cause if he don't i'll really be a sucker. If he practise like hell on it, then i feel that my money is well-spent in fulfilling his wish of getting an electric guitar. Recently, i went nuts again and made my good friend rachel download all kinda version of little wing for me...From Metallica cover to Pink Floyd, and even an acoustic guitar cover!!! I must admit that song is one of the greatest song composed by Mr Hendrix. It's definitely one of my top songs. Heh, got this really cool game called "Hitman: Contracts". Its about being an assassin and u gotta sneak around to kill ONLY the targets. U go around wearing disguise and so on. Really fun, can kill using guns or poison or normal items that u can use to kill. Really cool game, but damn! my com is so shitty that it lags so damn much. Today, i did something which i am rather proud of. I tabbed the intro of sweet child of mine by hearing and also watching how shannon played it the day we delievered the guitar to him. As i could not remember the whole intro when he played it, the rest i play it by ear. Its a good start. =D.....Fly on little wings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109491241723189061?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109491241723189061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109491241723189061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109491241723189061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109491241723189061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-wing.html' title='Little Wing'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109404632206585346</id><published>2004-09-01T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:45:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For friday till today....</title><content type='html'>Today's blog gonna be longer, for 6 days wor, 1 shot write about 5 days. Let's see, on friday after school i sms my friend if they wanna go see guitar but cannot get to them. By the time they replied, they said they could not make it.....sigh..However, later on, i had fun. Its was Weiwen's birthday and we celebrated with him at glasshouse, fish and co. It was vanessa's bday the next day. Together celebrate. I met vanessa and ying chin at the MRT first. I must be a jinx or what, i offered to look after the present. suay suay when i held it, the plastic bag ripped open a hole below and the present fell.... The glass bottle shattered....But they did not blamed me thankfully. I dun even have enough money to eat a proper fish and chip there. LOL. But nonetheless, its was great fun to hang out with them again. Too bad siva brandon yan was not there. The next was a rather typical sat except for the dinner. It was my aunt's bday and we went to her house for a birthday celebrate. I feel really bad. I got nothing for both weiwen and vanessa. Oh well. Sunday go play soccer. and then I FORGOT TO BRING SOCKS. Perspire in my shoe.....it really stinks. Hahaha. Mock test on monday, the program i coded, it was a total total total total failure. Sigh.......i fear for my Visual Basic test this saturday, damn scare i fail. I'm sick and tired failing in sec school. I wanna ace too and impress girls and i hope after the class reshuffling, i'll be in a class with more unattached and pretty girls. =D, but i still wanna be like my cousin, after poly and army, can go into NUS....Then came TUESDAY, another highlight of this post. Teacher's day celebration. I skip class jus to go back and see teachers. I was a great day, got to see my best buddies kelly, chun, khairy, siva, yan, bran, ying, and some girls...hhehehehehe. The performance was not very nice. Only got 1 rock band the rest is poppy thrash. The band from wad i heard, aint as good as during rehearsal. But i salute them for having the balls to go on stage to perform. I hope to perform civil war on stage one fine day. PLayed soccer later on with jeans. scored twice...hehehe nt bad but playing soccer with jeans is really dumb. Perspire like hell. After that went to see koh, ah lim and other teachers. Then we went to play pool at parklane. Damn, some guy had to come and ruin part of the day for me. Anyway after wards was really fun. We went to play free guitar and impress the other bunch of our friends, jerry, weifeng, vanessa, brandon and siva who was also showing his guitar skills. Then we had this really crappy dinner. Not as in its lousy but because we were jus talking thrash and crap and really laughing our hearts out. Its been a really long time since i laugh like that. But the best has yet to come. After dinner, we went to istana park to chit chat and kill them playing ji ko pa and chop sticks and not forgetting truth or dare. Hahahaha we made brandon soak his head in water. Jus then siva had this croach on his shirt. Seeing him trying to get rid of it was really funny. He could not flick it away and it was crawling all over him. Then he tried to drown it in water and soak his whole shoulder into the water hahahaha. But it was still there. hahahahaha it was really really funny. After that we tried to make vanessa kiss me for doing a dare, but after that jerry had to do a dare so we dare them to dance, to hold hands and walk, to pose like lovers for a photo.....hahahaha its was really fun. as for today's blog, next time then. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109404632206585346?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109404632206585346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109404632206585346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109404632206585346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109404632206585346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-friday-till-today.html' title='For friday till today....'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-109318328562707044</id><published>2004-08-22T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:01:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to bloggin</title><content type='html'>This is the 1st time i blogged in say.....2 months? hahaha if it aint for my good friend wyng, i wun be even be blogging. Well recently, i started to pay more attention during lectures, weeks until this i have been sleeping in lectures and only understand lecture notes during tutorial. That is a good news aint it? I now wanna do my work well and past all my f**king test. tests r coming up next week. Scary eh, so i decided to work slightly harder. Aint as hard as wad i did at the end of last year so i'll work harder the coming week in order to pass my test. I make people in my class realise that i m worthy of the 16 pts i got for O level. They think i'm smart at first but disagree with my sleeping habits in lessons. Those people in my class, they r pretty alright people, we can talk and talk but they dun seem to be as fun as the "brothers" in my zhss, the ncc brothers, the 4e3 brothers. Today i went to my pri sch "brother's" place and saw photos of myself when i m a kiddo and how people have changed. How nice it is to be a kid, no need to work jus read books and syllabus is easy. Unlike now, everything is so competitive, its killing me slowly. Having high blood pressure liao....sigh....tomorrow will be better. blog again soon.......walk this way......talk this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-109318328562707044?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/109318328562707044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=109318328562707044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109318328562707044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/109318328562707044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/08/back-to-bloggin.html' title='back to bloggin'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108841253019641380</id><published>2004-06-28T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T16:48:50.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting again!</title><content type='html'>That day went out with friends again, this time round i hear news abt a friend of ours(siva, brandon, weiwen). He is terence sim, when i walk past the GO, i always find him there, and he always get scolded by Edward wong sung lai, see him working at Mac, that day i heard abt his sad life. His parents were retrenched, his dad was ill, so he had to work after school, to think we even thought of going there to disturb him. Heard that Sung Lai dislike him so when he gets bullied and reports to him, terence got punished instead. His class like to push all the blame on him even though its not his fault and the teachers r quick to believe those accusations. How sad he is....No wonder he wanted to get retained, reason being that he dun wanna be in the same class as his present classmates. HAHA, finally managed to be able to download naruto off the net after failed many many times in the past, this time, i m able to keep up with the anime now!!!! OLE. Another good news, HOLLAND IS IN THE S-FINALS!!!! OLE!!!! The match against Sweden was an exciting one, plenty of shots, all missed till penalty, man, i hate penalties, very very exciting, too much for my heart to tahan...Today go poly liao, sian, my course so few pretty girls, and worse still NONE OF THEM ENTERED MY CLASS!!!!!!!!! My class got guys so farked up, acts like daniel bernand. How farking suay is this?! i think i'm gonna be pretty lonely in poly. What the hell, used to think poly full of pretty girls, the truth is, NO, and pretty girls exist only on websites, if u get wad i mean, hahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108841253019641380?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108841253019641380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108841253019641380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108841253019641380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108841253019641380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/posting-again.html' title='Posting again!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108783366365261682</id><published>2004-06-21T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T00:01:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me a close friend to another girl?!</title><content type='html'>hey hey, time to blog again!, this time i m gonna talk abt well, wad happen in the past few days. CAnnot remember wad happened on saturday so i'll skip that. Now father's day, remember me giving my dad a parker pen? well, he did not scold me for that and accepted it, but he told me, "i dun need pen lah". Well it was quite a good day for me, we later went to serangoon garden to makan at country mana, good food sia, then we jus go home loh, quite.....dull lah. so i'll jump to today! 21june. Today me siva brandon go gym to play as per normal, but somehow, today like damn shag sia, do till gonna fall and die. After that i had to drag my tired body to J8 to meet vanessa and ying chin, we say wanna eat wanna eat in the end never eat, those farkers says not hungry, in the end play pool that time say damn hungry, then say not hungry again, damn pissed with that cos i m hungry. When we played pool, it was only me siva brandon and vanessa, ying chin left. At 1st vanessa wanna go study, but in the end join us in playing, hahaha. Later we sit at long john to jus talk cock. DAmn fun. TAlking cock is a great way to kill time. Then we headed to Music plaza at PS to see guitar again. This time, we manage to see Beez again, he is a staff there and from 1 of the staff there, beez is top 5 guitarist in singapore. WOAh......i got his card, now i can get him to teach me guitar, and then, i'll take over him in the top 5 position. MUAHAHAHAHAHA. We go pastamania makan, wah, nice nice, good food but quite ex compared to cheap food i eat all the time. Vanessa said to us, brandon, siva, me and yan guang are the closest guy friends she had. I was pretty surprised, there is another girl that thinks of me as a close friend besides WYG =D. She, unlike most girls, is more interesting and willing to talk abt other topics, like...hahahaha no lah, she cannot take it but will still listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108783366365261682?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108783366365261682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108783366365261682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108783366365261682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108783366365261682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/me-close-friend-to-another-girl.html' title='Me a close friend to another girl?!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108757317423469492</id><published>2004-06-18T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T23:39:34.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one for 18 june</title><content type='html'>Ok, i did this blog so that it will not be messy. Well today had a fairly fun day, at least i went out to play. This time round me and alan and siva meet up at city hall 1st then we sit down to relax and talk cock. As usual, today we keep looking at girls. hahaha, i think i too despo liao. Girls be wary of me. sigh.....we sit down to talk abt poly and so on, how we wanna stick together and so on. At the coffee house, i keep ordering food, those 2 suckers were so damn right abt me spending all my cash on food unlike others that spend on clothes, hp and stuffs. As usual, we went to play pool. However, this time its more exciting cos on our way there, we walked there. we walked jus along the road, not on those walkways for pedestrains. We were walking in the opposite direction as the car flow. Damn, its scary, if u miss a step, fall....gone to the nether world liao. and the cars r moving at a relatively high speed. but we made it. we survived, we aint no losers that will jus die cos we were walking. hahahaha. However, things got worse when......we played pool. For me perhaps, i can't seem to perform today, my accuracy sux big time, balls dun go as i want them to, but somehow i manage to win a few racks. hahaha. After wards, alan had to leave, me and siva went to plaza singapura cos i wanted to get some stuff for my dad and to da pao dinner. My dad said dun buy, but i wanted to, m i wrong to do so? will my dad get angry, well, u can dun give him and save it for someone else. shld i? sigh, dunno. Got a parker pen for him. Hope he accepts it. Then i'll be helluva glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108757317423469492?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108757317423469492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108757317423469492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108757317423469492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108757317423469492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-one-for-18-june.html' title='Another one for 18 june'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108757223939145003</id><published>2004-06-18T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T23:24:30.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the chee koh, me....=D</title><content type='html'>See my title? hahaha well, i did not do anything bad lah. Dun worry people. Thursday me and siva visited ginza plaza to check out on luther music. That was the second time we've been there. The first trip was damn good cos when we asked abt guitars and amp, all he did is say "try lah! jus try, no obligations." damn good aint he? but then, he is so friendly that it made us paiseh. hahaha but i like that place, nothing like yamaha or swee lee where u need to ask to try, down there....jus try. This time round siva wanted to look at multieffects...cool stuff. we go there and tried it out, we used the wah pedal to do some really cool stuff like "voodoo child" intro. damn damn cool, and quite fun to meddle around with the effects. As we were trying those cool stuff out, 2 guys entered and ask abt effects as well, like distortion, and when everything was set, they didn't know how to use it.....hehehe, me and siva hid behind and laugh at those 2 idiots, wah look damn cool, spike the hair, dress like punk, but....IDIOTS! the staff there had to show then and play for them to experience it. It seems like he got an axe but he couldn't play it jus like us. But we had our fun trying things out. That guy left and the staff and us had fun laughing at them. Done with the effects, we played pool there.....man, the tables sux, the lights were damn low, the table is damn dusty. We travelled back to city hall to relax and jalan jalan. Along the way, nono, throughout the whole day, we keep looking out for pretty girls...and surprisingly, those who look chio or hot from behind, some really cannot make it. HAHAHA. i am so chee koh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108757223939145003?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108757223939145003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108757223939145003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108757223939145003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108757223939145003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/chee-koh-med.html' title='the chee koh, me....=D'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108739910767860510</id><published>2004-06-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T23:18:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time never blogged</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, long time did not blogged liao, the last time i blogged was on sunday. So i think will have tons to say for this post...I've been back to my hangten store at amk to help my IC out, used to hate him, but cos of him i learn alot and he is only f-up during work, after that, he is a pretty nice fella. To think he is a grad from london uni, working at this kinda shit job, haha. Then i went to queensway shopping center with brandon, candice and their dad, its pretty funny, the brother and sister scolding each other, brandon always disturb his sis, lol. its really really funny, and his dad seems to be a nice man too. That is for monday, lets move on to the next day, TUESDAY! Well, early in the morning, me and brandon met at AMK once more. He wanted to buy the S and K bag, however, he aint got no cash, so he just bought THE game, hahahaha, and i do mean THE game, wad kinda game? I will not say. =D Another great thing happened that day, i went to S&amp;K to borrow naruto vcds from my friend in S&amp;K. Then i went to eat lunch while brandon whines abt how slow i eat, hahaha, its been some time since i eat the you mian from the same stall i eat everyday when i work at hangten. Then me and brandon travelled down to town, dhoby ghaut to play pool, man, some how i am unable to perform my full potential. i used to be better, heh. AFter the pool session, i told my mum i m going out at night late late at night say 1130 to meet my friends. I got her permission and then, lo and behold, i can go out late at night. They were not willing at first cos the venue is some pub, after that we changed it to cinema, my mum allowed it. Then me and brandon headed to find siva, that was his last day of work. He left there early cos we asked him to and he headed down to chinatown for a walk. Then we left, and i headed home before going out at 1130. I went to Plaza Singapura to watch the big match: Netherlands VS Germany, i support the dutch and the germans r powerful, so it'll be a real big match. The match starts at 0245 so we went to play pool once more at the same place then go makan. Outside parklane mall we saw a humourous scene(we=me, kelly, chun hong). A lady arguing with her BF, then when he was walking away, the lady grabbed his hand and pull him saying "dun leave me" in chinese. Used to think that was a scene from TV serials, but i actually see it that morning. Tuesday morning. 1-1 the result, was damn scared holland would lose, luckily they scored very late in the game, it was such a consolation for fans like me. the match ended at 5, we lingered at that place till like 0510. We walked down to Gelare or wad ever that cafe was and made used of their seats there, i had 1 whole bench to myself and jus fell asleep the next moment. Then we walked to newton MRT jus to kill time saying "good morning" to passerbys, heh, that was pretty humourous, seeing their face giving the, "wad the hell is he doing" look. We then took a train to novena to have breakfast, then returned home. WHen i returned home, it was like 0745, i hit the bed at 0800 and slept till siva called and wake me up at 1000, then i bathed and go gym, man......i m so goddamn tired. Me siva brandon after gym went to orchard road to meet wanting, along the way we say alan, xiang wee, junjie, baitian, so we hang out together and then playing cs at cathy cineleisure. man, on some maps like de_dust, cs_assualt, i was on killing spree, the only 2 players that subdue me is siva and desmond, damn pro. after playing we hang around cathy for a while before going home. Hell, i m so damn shag....yawnnnn. But it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108739910767860510?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108739910767860510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108739910767860510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108739910767860510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108739910767860510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/long-time-never-blogged.html' title='Long time never blogged'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108705707359915095</id><published>2004-06-13T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T00:17:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad, i am</title><content type='html'>Meet 3 of my best friends today for breakfast. Kelly, Khairy and Chun Hong. How long has it been since i last meet them? Well, since the day we got our O'lvl results. Still remember that day we went to ang mo kio and had tons of fun, including getting kelly a birthday present, a new basketball. Well, today we met at mac for breakfast, damn kelly toh, made me khairy and chun hong wait for so damn long, suppose to meet at 8, but he woke up only at 8 plus, damn kelly, i was so hungry...When he finally came, we got ourselves scare with khairy talking abt haunted tan tock send hospital, helluva scary shit. We had tons to talk. After that khairy left us cos he needed to help his grandma move house. LEft the 3 of us, we jus walked around Ang Mo Kio, and i visited the friends i had when i was working there. We were so bored, had nothing to do and to make it worse, chun hong and kelly bought along their textbook to study and making their bags heavy, heh. That does it, they left with little strenght to carry on walking and we had nth to do. Having spend some time in the library, we ate and looked at pretty girls there. HAHAHA, that was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;After we left for home, i put in the guitar instruction video and learn abit of stuff, damn that guy was so damn good with that 6-string in his hands. After that video, i headed straight to my room to try out some tips that guy taught. Well, after that i got fed up for being unable to accomplish wad i wanted to on the guitar, i went ahead and watched band of brothers. This time round, the sadest episode ever Part 9:Why We Fight. This time they enter germany and found a concentration camp, those jews were so so skinny, so weak, they die walking towards american soldiers, jus walk, fall and die. The soldiers quickly gathered food and water for them. However, the doc says "they are starving~! give them too much food too quickly will casue their stomach to burst." The made the translator tell those jews,  "go back to ur camps, please do not take anymore food." He could not bare to tell them such things, when they jews were locked back, to centralise them so they can be monitored, the translator cried. I felt sad too. If i were him, i'll probably cry as well. Done much today, hope tml will be a good day too. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108705707359915095?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108705707359915095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108705707359915095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108705707359915095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108705707359915095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/glad-i-am.html' title='Glad, i am'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234652.post-108696966290224494</id><published>2004-06-11T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T00:01:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day.</title><content type='html'>Finally, a post with a positive title eh? hahaha today is one helluva good day, why? cos me and my good friends went out to play pool. Good friends, siva, brandon, alan, weifeng, wanting, vanessa. More importantly, han yan guang, have not seen that jackass for ages. Glad to see him, and even have fun with him. =D We headed to play pool at parklane. It was really fun, brandon tot wanting arrived at hotel rendevous and got quite "hot" and ran there to find her, only to realise its weifeng, dumb guy eh? hahaha. After that, me, yan and vanessa headed to newton circus to eat, she made us go there to eat with her, had roti john and hokkien mee. The hokkien mee, vanessa called it the best she ate, well i can only say she eats too little, that kinda standard "the best" my godness, i've eaten nicer stuff i tell ya. LOL. and YAN, had to bluff vanessa abt how roti john came abt, and the story goes... There is this french guy who got bored of making french loaf, decided to take 1 with flaw, a hole and put his "john" in. DAMN Yan, made me choked on my food. HAhahaha, funny like hell, really glad to go out with yan, the first friend i made in sec 3. One of the most influencial in my life as well. =D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108696966290224494?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108696966290224494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108696966290224494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108696966290224494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108696966290224494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/great-day.html' title='Great day.'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108687922386812539</id><published>2004-06-10T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T22:53:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UUUUGGGGGHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh man, i'm in pain, MEDIC! all this pain is due to yesterday's gym session with brandon and siva. So long never go gym liao, yesterday go, feel damn weak, sigh.....all hangten's fault lah! KNN, now feeling pain on the triceps and chest..UUGGGHHH! After that we went to play pool, oh man, wad an embarassing scene, when playing pool, i dunno wad happen to me, i keep making the ball fly out of the tables, people mock and laugh at me. damn paiseh sia. The balls r inline with with pocket 1, damn direct the shot, but, my damn ball flew!!! IT FLEW! argh... I watched a few episodes of Band Of BRothers these 2 days, yesterday and today. Man that is 1 power miniseries, loved it. No wonder it won 6 awards, it aint ur typical military shows where 1 guys carry his gun and shoots down 1 whole company of german soldiers. U see people getting legs blown off, shot in the neck, having a bullet knocking off his helmet and stuff like that. This is real war! based on events that happen to easy company of the 101st airbourne. Its seems me and yan have much in common, band of brothers, rock, and suikoden II. =D luv ya yan! today i had lunch with jun jie and 2 other girls, before the girls came, i was yapping and crapping to JJ, but then when the girls arrive i kept quiet, my crap aint welcome, and they will tell me straight in the face so i decided to shut up, the kinda things they talk were outside my knowledge, different frequency. How boring! They aint nasty people, jus that we were very very different, so i will not mention their names. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108687922386812539?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108687922386812539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108687922386812539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108687922386812539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108687922386812539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/uuuuggggghhh.html' title='UUUUGGGGGHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108670379883407300</id><published>2004-06-08T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:09:58.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a pain in the....hand</title><content type='html'>ARGH!!!!!!!!! pain in the hand! i dunno why, those barre chords seem to give me pain in my hand after playing barre chords for a period of time. And it seems, only my ariana give me such problems, my ibanez doesn't. heh. well today tried to learn songs like don't cry, bloody tough, well, at least i m half-way through the acoustic part of civil war. =D. Went to visit my guardian today. Nice lady, she used to look after me and my bro when we were young, our parents go work, she looked after me and my brother. Superb cook, nothing i've tasted match her cooking, esp in simple dishes. Stric with me when i was young, which made me a, well quite a good boy i say, but there r still plenty of flaws, everyone knows that. hehehe. Tml got gym session, its been such a long long time since i step into that gym, still remember days when i was jobless, penniless, having no cash to live my rock-star dream, reduced to playing pool only once a month(remember those days, siva?). Those were great days but poor days as well. Hopefully, tml will be even better than those days. or jus as happy will do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108670379883407300?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108670379883407300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108670379883407300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108670379883407300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108670379883407300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-pain-in-thehand.html' title='what a pain in the....hand'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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-7234652.post-108662130831346555</id><published>2004-06-07T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T23:15:08.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad f***?</title><content type='html'>Started my own blog cause it looked fun and this is my 1st post. =D to start off, today i realised i had a great friend that i did not discover earlier, today i also realised how much agony there is behind my friend's warm smile. sad sad. well, people seem to live sad life, but i admire him for keep smiling, i believe it'll lead to a better tml. Yesterday was a really wonderful day. Guess wad? My dream was fulfilled. I got a guitar, aint very fantastic like a fender strat or a gibson les paul, but i m contented, aint good, dun go for good stuff. The amp is pretty good when i wanna play hendrix, the sound is pretty versatile, can go all the way to something like metallica. Yesterday was a good day, today was a fulfilling day. Tomorrow will be better? =D of cos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234652-108662130831346555?l=kojima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/feeds/108662130831346555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234652&amp;postID=108662130831346555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108662130831346555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234652/posts/default/108662130831346555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kojima.blogspot.com/2004/06/wad-f.html' title='wad f***?'/><author><name>Gao Rui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344304660381811034</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
