<?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-8120533</id><updated>2011-07-09T01:59:34.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs: but sometimes they call me ah fa..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6556276031368241858</id><published>2009-07-19T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:04:57.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the biggest gugujiao yet!</title><content type='html'>all my life.. i have only known one gugujiao.. by gugujiao i don mean the dick la.. i mean someone who pisses me off by being really hypocritical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my jc and uni days.. there was one.. and he also quite hong la.. act shy.. but see gal.. secretly go and chase.. in short.. he always hiding... always trying to pretend to be open.. pretend to be frens but behind the back.. donno wat he do la.. but we part of a gp of bball buddies.. so he stays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think becos my character is such tat i don tolerate gugujiaos.. so i haven really been around them.. or rather.. i don allow them to come close to me.. cos there is a seriously strong urge to break their necks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however lately.. i have discover a gugujiao at the place where i spent the most time.. lets call him the new gugujiao.. NG for short...this NG prolly has more sophisticated software than the last one.. this is a guy who makes everyone thinks he is a nice guy... but actually isnt really all that nice and chummy... actually.. the world is filled wit such pple.. but then again.. you don really have to feel it til the guy is in your face isnt it.. and he is in my face now.. tats why im getting really pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really stand wit when pple .. esp pple i care about tells me tat hes actually nice and im just biased... wat the fuck..of cos hes nice to you.. try listening to wat he said to me and lets see if feel the same way again... i don not appreciate pple tell me wat not to do and wat to do... and no.. its not some joke.. he means it.. so you stupid gal.. quit being in denial and get the truth in your fat brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just pissed me off la....maybe hes winning the hypo war... but well... so be it if the others are stupid.. i cant help them anyway...&lt;div 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yet!'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-5675553122781130185</id><published>2009-06-11T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:14:49.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw her again... after 6 yrs..</title><content type='html'>it has been sooo long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today went for lunch at ghim moh.. and i saw her.. after so long.. 6 yrs i think ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always when you don really look out for someone you want to see.. tat you see tat someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks largely the same... put on a bit of weight.. but still has the same look on her face.. and just as tan as before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well... i don hate her tat much now.. just sigh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-5675553122781130185?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/5675553122781130185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=5675553122781130185&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/5675553122781130185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/5675553122781130185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-saw-her-again-after-6-yrs.html' title='i saw her again... after 6 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normally screw up when i meet someone i really like.. start saying the wrong things.. bah bah bah..so you know... i guess impressions werent really good..we kinda stop tokking for a while.. cos.. i figured.. nothing much to tok also.. better give it a rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently.. we had been toking a fair bit again...and i have managed to finally get her out.. know more about her.. and tat all make me think.. eh.. this gal is a keeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is the hard part.. she is incredibly difficult to chase.. has got so much activities tat makes it soooo difficult to ask her out (of cos.. it might be she just doesnt want to go out wit me la.. i accept tat).. im also sure that she has other guys going after her.... just tat she always maintains tat she hasnt seen anyone she likes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. watever.. shes cute.. very cute.. to me at least..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'>haa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/1534/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/umbilicalchord2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4511747022091679795?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4511747022091679795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4511747022091679795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4511747022091679795'/><link 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or sorts.. but i haven been able to confirm it cos tat ginny cant be contacted anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... now i have more confirmation.. my dear ex mrs nicelegs msg me yesterday and ask me if i know her curent bf.. funny question cos i don really know who she is going out with ever since we broke up... didnt want to know too much too.. anyway.. ask her why and discovered that that bf of hers has been telling her i have been badmouthing her and he has been defending her against my accusations.. anyway.. wat accusations i actually donno la.. forgot to ask.. siao la..somemore he say is we have been msging on facebook wor.. and i tell him everything.. haha.. stupid fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his main bone to pick was that we did something in the bedroom.. siao la.. bedroom only meh.. but then again.. the things he said we did seem to match all the rubbish tat i was feeding ginny.. it was quite fun actually.. feeding ginny all that rubbish... did i say before my imagination was very vivid?.. anyway.. i can only remember some of the rubbish i told him la.. and it all seem to match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told her about this ginny incident.. and she seem to think its him too.. that can only mean a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) he got my number.. which i believe he took from her hp without her knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) he is very free.. and really stupid.. haha.. but got to give it to him for effort la.. he went to get a prepaid card just to msg me.. and he went to create a msn account just to msn with me.. best thing is he donno go where and take the 2 photos of ginny to put on msn wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunely.. i haven got the msn chat history anymore cos i reformatted my comp some time ago.. or else sure post up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is.. why do you care about your gf's past(almost spelled wrongly.. "pass"..heng i saw it in time.. or else paiseh.. my england is A2 leh...just thought i mention it) if you decided to chase her in the 1st place.. everyone has a past... i don believe you don have a past.. so get over it loser.. if you cannot accept it.. go jump into a drain and drown yourself.. you don get together with somebody so that you can have issues with her about what happened before you even appear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are really stupid... and dumb.. and stupid.. repeat many times after me and maybe.. you will get it into your head how stupid you are... you really think i don suspect anything when a really pretty gal just appear out of thin air?.. i have seen enough in life to know that such things only happen if you are really lucky and even so you will prob have to strike the $10million toto before that actually happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are entertaining though.. was fun.. came at a time where i was actually quite bored..got lots of unused smses....and you help me use them up... thanks man!!.. been a great help.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need a favour from you though.. can you tell me where you get your msn photo from?.. izzit your sister?? let me know ya? her nei nei looks good leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SXtNUL8EpNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/iwuN9oTvgsM/s1600-h/ginny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294910796101625042" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SXtNUL8EpNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/iwuN9oTvgsM/s400/ginny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya.. mok mok..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8054488002631519321?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8054488002631519321/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8860953606554676321</id><published>2009-01-21T14:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:38:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs and his very random grumbles..</title><content type='html'>there are many things i don like.. sooo many things.. sometimes i think my blog is based on things i don like.. it makes for a better read anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i haven been angry or haven really shown anger for some time due to being:&lt;br /&gt;1) very busy at work, hence no time and energy to be angry...&lt;br /&gt;2) cannot be bothered to be really angry anymore&lt;br /&gt;3) more matured as i age gracefully( i insist).. hence leading to pt 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case.. there are still some things which still manages to get under my skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) pple who don reply smses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i really hate.. as you can see from my side bar... i hated it when i started the blog.. i still hate it now..so pls god.. bless those pple who don reply my smses.. cos i would be really happy for them when something bad happens to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) pple who brag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pple tok like they own the whole world.. the best part is they tok like they always know better than you.. offically.. pple who really know better then me are&lt;br /&gt;a) my father(sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;b) my mother(sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;c) my boss (for work)&lt;br /&gt;d) limpeh(all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above four pple.. better to listen.. show some respect cos they are really more experienced..the rest of the braggies.. can really ignore la.. or sometimes when im feeling really bitchy which is like all the time.. i just shoot back.. which normally shuts them up.. but i try not to do that la.. no pt also.. just walk away would be better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) pple who fly me aeroplane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cb.. this one i really don like.. esp when i plan my time properly.. if im going out with you.. means i already plan tat time slot for you.. if you bloody cb fly me aeroplane.. means im doing nothing during that time.. and to me.. its a complete waste.. if you have a good reason then maybe still acceptable.. but if its becos you have a pimple... then pls.. let the pimples mutiply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) pple who preach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh pls.. don preach to me pls!.. i really don like it when they tell me the tat their god is the real deal.. i mean..to you ya.. to me no.. and i really like my religion.. so im staying with it no matter wat you say.. i might be tempted to stray if you preach to me naked though.. but tempted only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. prob complained enough now.. im sure i have lots more things that i don like.. but cant really think of more now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in general.. i really do think im not so angry liao.. i used to burst alot last time.. but now im not too bothered to burst anymore.. or maybe im just nua la.. cannot be bothered.. pple who i don give a shit about.. i just cannot be bothered to be angry at at all.. so pple.. if im not scolding you.. only 2 things.. one is you are pretty.. two.. you don mean anything to me at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. there a very cute intern in my office now..&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8860953606554676321?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8860953606554676321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8860953606554676321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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busy like siao.... weekends work.. weekdays work til late.. sian la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway found a good &lt;a href="http://www.sexinfo101.com/sexualpositions.shtml"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.. quite alot of information....but er.. NSFW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4148507624239363999?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4148507624239363999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4148507624239363999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4148507624239363999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4148507624239363999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-like-siao.html' title='busy like siao'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8256269264260646201</id><published>2008-10-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:48:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs turns 30</title><content type='html'>yes.. nicelegs is 30 liao.. there is no turning back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. one this day.. i had dinner with some of my hymc bros..normally on my birthday... i will go vegetatrian... so its a vege dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually planned to go to xinmin at kreta ayer rd.. but i couldnt get them on the line.. so i decided that i better go down to take a look..went down.. couldnt find the shop anyway anymore.. haiz..prob already closed down le.. so no choice la.. must go to plan b.. decided to go to miao yi at coronation plaza.. and i got to say.. the food is really good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some pics.. other pics where lost when i del them by mistake.. haiz.. effects of aging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEfJYydCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7lZcx2UrceY/s1600-h/27102008775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261827779027170338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEfJYydCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7lZcx2UrceY/s400/27102008775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is &lt;a href="http://sean0710.blogspot.com/"&gt;slumperman&lt;/a&gt; and his son &lt;a href="http://www.slumper-boy.blogspot.com/"&gt;slumperboy&lt;/a&gt;.. cute sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEe4EmVJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/AAhkXSkoajs/s1600-h/27102008769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261827774379086994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEe4EmVJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/AAhkXSkoajs/s400/27102008769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. im was borned in 1978 anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEeVT7qAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9hgn4wXQjt8/s1600-h/DSC01406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261827765048158210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEeVT7qAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9hgn4wXQjt8/s400/DSC01406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. i look fat.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-327feae99f89b87" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0327feae99f89b87%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331849832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F2A530BAA3D835290889E1A5BE7FFD670CC441C.343B5E40F971214BE074F94CF3E922018040276A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D327feae99f89b87%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ0ylgCB2ozNS26HC8lqnFxz73Vk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0327feae99f89b87%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331849832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F2A530BAA3D835290889E1A5BE7FFD670CC441C.343B5E40F971214BE074F94CF3E922018040276A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D327feae99f89b87%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ0ylgCB2ozNS26HC8lqnFxz73Vk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. this video must see cos i one month finish the cake... well .. they made me do it.. i didnt want to ...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. thanks for the cake.. and the dinner.. it was a good day.. cheers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8256269264260646201?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=327feae99f89b87&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8256269264260646201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8256269264260646201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8256269264260646201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8256269264260646201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/10/nicelegs-turns-30.html' title='nicelegs turns 30'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SQXEfJYydCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7lZcx2UrceY/s72-c/27102008775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6394678662146063094</id><published>2008-10-17T13:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:43:20.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrol prices down five cents, diesel 10 centsBy</title><content type='html'>SINGAPORE: Pump prices are down again - the second time in just over a week. The last time fuel prices were cut was on Oct 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Shell took the lead by reducing prices at 10.30am, followed by Singapore Petroleum Company (SPC) and ExxonMobil at 11.30am, and finally Caltex at noon. All four companies have cut petrol prices by five cents per litre for all fuel grades, and 10 cents a litre for diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premium 95 grade now stands at S$1.846 a litre before discounts, while the price of diesel is reduced to S$1.603. The latest revision follows a series of petrol price cuts since July 2008, after a drop in crude oil prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Crude oil futures were down more than 50 per cent from record highs of above US$147 reached in July, when prices rocketed on fears of supply disruptions. In early London trade on Thursday, Brent crude slid below US$68 a barrel to the lowest level in more than 15 months, as slowing energy demand took its toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent North Sea crude for November delivery slumped to US$67.17 a barrel - the lowest level since mid-2007. New York's main futures contract, light sweet crude for November delivery, was down US$2.06 at US$72.48 a barrel after sinking as low as US$71.21.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6394678662146063094?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6394678662146063094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=6394678662146063094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6394678662146063094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6394678662146063094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/10/petrol-prices-down-five-cents-diesel-10.html' title='Petrol prices down five cents, diesel 10 centsBy'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-4680333714144977785</id><published>2008-10-11T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:45:55.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame jokes</title><content type='html'>叉烧包和空心包去看一个很伤感的电影， 为什么只有叉烧包哭了？&lt;br /&gt;因为叉烧包有filling （feeling） &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;叉烧包后来和豆沙包去看一个很伤感的电影， 为什么只有叉烧包哭得比较伤感？&lt;br /&gt;因为他们有不同的 filling （feeling）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小明是喝牛奶长大的，那么请问大明是喝什么长大的？&lt;br /&gt;酒  （酒养大名“明”）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天阿包被杀了，警察很快就找出凶手，请问是谁杀的？&lt;br /&gt;阿豆杀的 （豆沙“杀”包）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么米粉会说鱼不老实？&lt;br /&gt;因为鱼片“骗”米粉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两个女人面对面冲凉，猜一句成语。&lt;br /&gt;豆奶 （斗奶）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy姓什么？&lt;br /&gt;Lee （因为：Happily）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy是男的还是女的？&lt;br /&gt;Male （因为：Happymeal）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请问人的心是什么颜色的呢？&lt;br /&gt;黄色 （因为人心黄黄（人心惶惶）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么书是任何书局都买不到的？&lt;br /&gt;秘书&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狗为什么害怕日光浴？&lt;br /&gt;因为它怕变成热狗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小明只会花钱，天天花很多钱,可最后却成了百万富翁,为什么？&lt;br /&gt;他以前是億萬富翁，千萬富翁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么动物的头最常被人扭？&lt;br /&gt;水龙（头）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美丽的公主结婚以后就不挂蚊帐了，为什么？&lt;br /&gt;因为她嫁给了青蛙王子&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4680333714144977785?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4680333714144977785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4680333714144977785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4680333714144977785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4680333714144977785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/10/lame-jokes.html' title='lame jokes'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1144380691270049629</id><published>2008-10-04T14:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:57:44.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>motor show</title><content type='html'>Went to motorshow yesterday nite..&lt;br /&gt;it was quite pathetic actually... there was not much pple and very min cars on show.. no continental cars.. luckily the race queens were ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a clay bar to clay my xiaohong.. 20% discount.. so buy lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcRB0kIr2I/AAAAAAAAATU/eQxJ_X-DQuI/s1600-h/04102008655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253186213338722146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcRB0kIr2I/AAAAAAAAATU/eQxJ_X-DQuI/s400/04102008655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too some photos of the cars ... too lazy to arrange them properly la.. so just anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNDan9AI/AAAAAAAAAS0/a67KP1pKiJg/s1600-h/CIMG1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253185306792293378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNDan9AI/AAAAAAAAAS0/a67KP1pKiJg/s400/CIMG1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNSaKprI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mSHSngrn4TM/s1600-h/CIMG1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253185310816904882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNSaKprI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mSHSngrn4TM/s400/CIMG1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNsAaPvI/AAAAAAAAATE/n4fLIDgCuHw/s1600-h/CIMG1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253185317688196850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNsAaPvI/AAAAAAAAATE/n4fLIDgCuHw/s400/CIMG1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQM9awBpI/AAAAAAAAASs/aexyTOyB6cU/s1600-h/CIMG1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253185305182209682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQM9awBpI/AAAAAAAAASs/aexyTOyB6cU/s400/CIMG1624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNjvAByI/AAAAAAAAATM/rvl5YdGOj1c/s1600-h/CIMG1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253185315467691810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcQNjvAByI/AAAAAAAAATM/rvl5YdGOj1c/s400/CIMG1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNpYwxyiI/AAAAAAAAASE/4fBsoa4aJSw/s1600-h/CIMG1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253182495023811106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNpYwxyiI/AAAAAAAAASE/4fBsoa4aJSw/s400/CIMG1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNpvYFi7I/AAAAAAAAASM/_qdLkwcyG-g/s1600-h/CIMG1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253182501094263730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNpvYFi7I/AAAAAAAAASM/_qdLkwcyG-g/s400/CIMG1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNp6askRI/AAAAAAAAASU/-u-6l4MRY9k/s1600-h/CIMG1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253182504057999634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNp6askRI/AAAAAAAAASU/-u-6l4MRY9k/s400/CIMG1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNp7LXAaI/AAAAAAAAASc/SAUahEV0dpc/s1600-h/CIMG1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253182504262107554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNp7LXAaI/AAAAAAAAASc/SAUahEV0dpc/s400/CIMG1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ang mo quite pretty sia.. when she smiles la.. and it looks like the ice cream on my t shirt is looking at her boobs..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNqOOYAOI/AAAAAAAAASk/biRQkzuW8QQ/s1600-h/CIMG16221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253182509375029474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcNqOOYAOI/AAAAAAAAASk/biRQkzuW8QQ/s400/CIMG16221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all.. lousy show.. nothing much.. didnt got for super imports nite.. but i think should be better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1144380691270049629?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1144380691270049629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1144380691270049629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1144380691270049629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1144380691270049629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/10/motor-show.html' title='motor show'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOcRB0kIr2I/AAAAAAAAATU/eQxJ_X-DQuI/s72-c/04102008655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-129857817027985174</id><published>2008-10-01T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:17:18.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs went to f1 qualifying</title><content type='html'>nicelegs and frens went to f1 qualifying.. got lobang from cow tat got free pass.. ok la.. must go lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. nothing much to say nowadays.. i not so angry liao.. so pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmkbX1CeI/AAAAAAAAARU/LVvzxXEl1Hc/s1600-h/270920086341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252013628964800994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmkbX1CeI/AAAAAAAAARU/LVvzxXEl1Hc/s400/270920086341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbers have been removed to protect the innocent... who we are supposed to give a treat to at paris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8E_2f-YCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9J8eDOKZujc/s1600-h/27092008635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250921185545183266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8E_2f-YCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9J8eDOKZujc/s400/27092008635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boon and cow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8FAHk0GxI/AAAAAAAAARE/ohObtvCuO_0/s1600-h/27092008636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250921190128884498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8FAHk0GxI/AAAAAAAAARE/ohObtvCuO_0/s400/27092008636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went in at gate 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8FAADYUDI/AAAAAAAAARM/810a-l_muSs/s1600-h/27092008637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250921188109602866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8FAADYUDI/AAAAAAAAARM/810a-l_muSs/s400/27092008637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ticketing booth.. no need to... and.. im not taking photos of the gals in the foreground.. serious.. also donno why they are there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmkxe3ObI/AAAAAAAAARk/4VfgNcFRKQM/s1600-h/27092008642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252013634899884466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmkxe3ObI/AAAAAAAAARk/4VfgNcFRKQM/s400/27092008642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f1 practice start.. damn noisy.. heng i bought earplugs.&lt;br /&gt;its a force india car.. even for the slowest car in f1.. its bloody fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmlG_AaOI/AAAAAAAAARs/QsGTM7T2Dsg/s1600-h/27092008643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252013640671848674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmlG_AaOI/AAAAAAAAARs/QsGTM7T2Dsg/s400/27092008643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red bull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8E_kYLS2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/O8JMxQNApcw/s1600-h/27092008651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250921180680637282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8E_kYLS2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/O8JMxQNApcw/s400/27092008651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SN8E_q6rLcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rfkyLJqoy6M/s1600-h/27092008634.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLoLJ5xn9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/qWc_Bt8lmzQ/s1600-h/27092008647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252015393801871314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLoLJ5xn9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/qWc_Bt8lmzQ/s400/27092008647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the esp bridge.. quite nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmktvADcI/AAAAAAAAARc/I0H6pl2afN4/s1600-h/27092008648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252013633893830082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmktvADcI/AAAAAAAAARc/I0H6pl2afN4/s400/27092008648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limpeh and boon... quite nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLoLH2_ISI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mT2TrdcVgwc/s1600-h/27092008649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252015393253302562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLoLH2_ISI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mT2TrdcVgwc/s400/27092008649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cow and e***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trying out the video thing in blogger... also donno this video got cars in side bo....&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. picture of the cars zooming by damn difficult to get la.. you press the button only they zoom by liao.. sian.. so in the end.. more videos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f58b2a1b145d15f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SOLmkbX1CeI/AAAAAAAAARU/LVvzxXEl1Hc/s72-c/270920086341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7031073834439020498</id><published>2008-09-19T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:52:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its hell to get old</title><content type='html'>An 85-year-old man was requested by his doctor for a sperm count as part of his physical exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor gave the man a jar and said,  'Take this jar  home and bring back a  semen sample tomorrow.'  The next day the 85-year-old man re-appeared at the doctor's office and gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor asked what happened and the man explained, 'Well, doc, it's like this--first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing.  'Then  I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then with her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in,  then with her teeth out, still nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit, and she even tried squeezin' it between her knees, but still nothing.'  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor was shocked! 'You asked your neighbor?'  The old man replied, 'Yep, none of us could get the jar open.'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7031073834439020498?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7031073834439020498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7031073834439020498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7031073834439020498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7031073834439020498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-hell-to-get-old.html' title='Its hell to get old'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1978970774256404890</id><published>2008-09-18T15:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:45:04.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy jokes</title><content type='html'>got this list of jokes from &lt;a href="http://sggeratberlin.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sggeratberlin.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.. damn funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I was born, I was given a choice - A big dick or a good memory. I don't remember, what I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A wife is a sex object. Every time you ask for sex, she objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Impotence: Nature's way of saying 'No hard feelings...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There are only two four letter words that are offensive to men - 'don't' and 'stop', unless they are used together of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Panties: Not the best thing on earth, but next to best thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. There are three stages of sex in a man's life: Tri Weekly, Try Weekly, and Try Weakly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Virginity can be cured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L75szKiN8Bg/SL_6iU-BgnI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/edsbVKWLZOQ/s1600-h/08503429.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Virginity is not dignity, it's lack of opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I tried phone sex once, but the holes in the dialer were too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Marriage is the only war where you get to sleep with the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A couple just married were happy with the whole thing. He was happy with the Hole and she was happy with the Thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Q: What are the three biggest tragedies in a mans life?A: Life sucks, job sucks, and the wife doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?A: Breasts don't have eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Despite the old saying, 'Don't take your troubles to bed', many men still sleep with their wives!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1978970774256404890?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1978970774256404890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1978970774256404890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1978970774256404890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1978970774256404890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/09/sexy-joke4s.html' title='sexy jokes'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6430463362001963051</id><published>2008-09-10T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:59:32.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 THINGS YOU PROBABLY NEVER KNEW YOUR MOBILE PHONE COULD DO</title><content type='html'>There are a few things that can be done in&lt;br /&gt;times of grave emergencies. Your mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;can actually be a life saver or an emergency&lt;br /&gt;tool for survival. Check out the things that you&lt;br /&gt;can do with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: Emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emergency Number worldwide for Mobile is&lt;br /&gt;112. If you find yourself out of the coverage area&lt;br /&gt;of your mobile; network and there is an&lt;br /&gt;emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search&lt;br /&gt;any existing network to establish the emergency&lt;br /&gt;number for you, and interestingly this number&lt;br /&gt;112 can be dialed even if the keypad is locked.&lt;br /&gt;Try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: Have you locked your keys in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your car have remote keyless entry? This&lt;br /&gt;may come in handy someday. Good reason to&lt;br /&gt;own a cell phone: If you lock your keys in the car&lt;br /&gt;and the spare keys are at home, call someone at&lt;br /&gt;home on their mobile phone from your cell&lt;br /&gt;phone.&lt;br /&gt;Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car&lt;br /&gt;door and have the person at your home press the&lt;br /&gt;unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;on their end. Your car will unlock. Saves&lt;br /&gt;someone from having to&lt;br /&gt;drive your keys to you. Distance is no object.&lt;br /&gt;You could be hundreds of miles away, and if you&lt;br /&gt;can reach someone who has the other 'remote'&lt;br /&gt;for your car, you can unlock the doors (or the&lt;br /&gt;trunk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: Hidden Battery Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your mobile battery is very low. To&lt;br /&gt;activate, press the keys *3370# Your mobile will&lt;br /&gt;restart with this reserve and the instrument will&lt;br /&gt;show a 50% increase in battery. This reserve will&lt;br /&gt;get charged when you charge your mobile next&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: How to disable a STOLEN mobile&lt;br /&gt;phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check your mobile phone's serial number, key&lt;br /&gt;in the following digits on your phone!: * # 0 6 #,&lt;br /&gt;a 15 digit code will appear on the screen. This&lt;br /&gt;number is unique to your handset. Write it down&lt;br /&gt;and keep it somewhere safe. When your phone&lt;br /&gt;get stolen, you can phone your service provider&lt;br /&gt;and give them this code. They will then be able&lt;br /&gt;to block your handset so even if the thief&lt;br /&gt;changes the SIM card, your phone will be totally&lt;br /&gt;useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't get your phone back, but at&lt;br /&gt;least you know that whoever stole it can't&lt;br /&gt;use/sell it either. If everybody does this, there&lt;br /&gt;would be no point in people stealing mobile&lt;br /&gt;phones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6430463362001963051?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6430463362001963051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=6430463362001963051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6430463362001963051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6430463362001963051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/09/4-things-you-probably-never-knew-your.html' title='4 THINGS YOU PROBABLY NEVER KNEW YOUR MOBILE PHONE COULD DO'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6147905613455094301</id><published>2008-09-05T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:04:17.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wine appreciation at siemens center</title><content type='html'>last thurs had a wine appreciation class at siemens center..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place is dam nice la.. wit gym and a nice enviroment.. however.. too far away from jurong east.. 1st PIE sucks.. next.. ERP sucks more.. knn.. so no matter how nice the place is... i hope we wont shift there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had like 5 kinds of wine.. 2 reds and 2 whites.. donno wats the name.. forgot liao.. cant really tell la.. but heng i know how to gek the seh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SMD7Lz0sg1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/gzrv5rkD7jE/s1600-h/CIMG0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242466146567619410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SMD7Lz0sg1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/gzrv5rkD7jE/s400/CIMG0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-6147905613455094301?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6147905613455094301/comments/default' title='Post 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_T3Q4aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YjOEEmjZ6gI/s1600-h/23082008598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238708900597916066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_T3Q4aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YjOEEmjZ6gI/s400/23082008598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since im at jdm.. might as well fix the reverse cam also la.. cost me 300 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_MI3sYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/v4LrofAy7Zs/s1600-h/21082008594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238708898524279170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_MI3sYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/v4LrofAy7Zs/s400/21082008594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_yW6BDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/R7jBMvON2kI/s1600-h/23082008599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238708908783698994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SLOh_yW6BDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/R7jBMvON2kI/s400/23082008599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its another 350 bucks gone.. and now im broke... i must not do anymore mods for the next 2 months.. or else i will be damn broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are these mods necessary??? no..&lt;br /&gt;are they nice to have?? yes..&lt;br /&gt;am i happy playing with them??.. hell yes!!&lt;br /&gt;am i broke after tat??... knn.. yes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1224155808311328345?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1224155808311328345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1224155808311328345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8521860099565682648</id><published>2008-08-23T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:58:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally love this..</title><content type='html'>japanese tradition.. dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PO5IDiYPXPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PO5IDiYPXPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPa2WIIaVY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed 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this..'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7542786596039276386</id><published>2008-08-18T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:11:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and how to survive it</title><content type='html'>My coll sent it to me.. its adrian tan's speech at ntu convo this year..&lt;br /&gt;its going to be a long post.. so bear with it.. or just switch over to some &lt;a href="http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/"&gt;child porn site&lt;/a&gt; if you like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say.. my convo was kinda of boring... anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that they’re wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important is this: do not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find that pursuit that will energize you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7542786596039276386?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7542786596039276386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7542786596039276386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7542786596039276386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7542786596039276386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-and-how-to-survive-it.html' title='Life and how to survive it'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7416762426472960973</id><published>2008-08-15T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:08:32.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leg room light</title><content type='html'>my latest addition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leg room light.. do i need it? not really.. do i like it??.. hell yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the driver side.. with my nicelegs.. and shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKUpp0hKHSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5iXE4eSZpQk/s1600-h/13082008573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234635940337163554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKUpp0hKHSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5iXE4eSZpQk/s400/13082008573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the passenger side.. with no babes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKUpqAkRH_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/gmnwU6erCsA/s1600-h/13082008574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234635943571431410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKUpqAkRH_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/gmnwU6erCsA/s400/13082008574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cost me 50 bucks.. but ok la.. nice.. i like..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7416762426472960973?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7416762426472960973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6465708413533043958</id><published>2008-08-13T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:43:24.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNOW THE WAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;finally.. i went to get myself a gps. not tat i need one.. cos my sense of direction damn good.. just make a few more u turns.. as the old saying goes.. all roads leads to rome.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway... its damn fun la.. and ya i admit it.. im quite lost in the east and north... esp the small roads.. so this gps comes in handy.. since gals in the east are prettier... this gps unit is a good investment ya.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got a garmin nuvi 200.. not a bad unit at all.. got it at $299 plus another charger at $20. so total is $319....went down to jdm to hide all the wires for the car charger which cost another $25.. so total for the gps for the car is $344....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the nuvi is portable.. next time go overseas can use... just have to download the correct maps... hence the additional charger comes in handy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the nuvi with maps.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKDwz7Xd9vI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jCu7kPftdwI/s1600-h/12082008571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233447541904635634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKDwz7Xd9vI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jCu7kPftdwI/s400/12082008571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;the startup screen.. had to be xiaohong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKDw0cAYWVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JPG7u2UD4sA/s1600-h/12082008569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233447550666168658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SKDw0cAYWVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JPG7u2UD4sA/s400/12082008569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a 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/&gt;got myself a pair or raybans.. real one ok...good for driving.. for looking good.. for gekking seh.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway.. want to get ray ban must get aviators.. like tat then got the seh.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can claim vision care anyway.. so just buy lor.. this shop in queensway can get cheaper.. i is lobang king.. just don get from the shop near the middle.. the big big spec shop with a few not so chio bus that are way pass their display date.. the attitdue damn bad.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;used to wear those tat i bought from guangzhou.. good ones actually.. but fake ray bans.. i bought like one dozen.. so if spoil also ok.. cheap like siao.. anyone wants can tell me.. i sell cheap.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway.. must take pics of my new ray ban...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW1veb4nPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XJl5A9HRP8Y/s1600-h/31072008552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286369489198322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW1veb4nPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XJl5A9HRP8Y/s400/31072008552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW1vkV_j9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FXN_2ThhHAg/s1600-h/31072008554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286371075100626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW1vkV_j9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FXN_2ThhHAg/s400/31072008554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my pig sister has to come in with her donno wat brand shades.. chek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0xgmb6vI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YGuD1tYnhKw/s1600-h/31072008548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230285304918436594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0xgmb6vI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YGuD1tYnhKw/s400/31072008548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0yP730_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/UZ6RQffCZFk/s1600-h/31072008549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230285317624812530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0yP730_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/UZ6RQffCZFk/s400/31072008549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0ySmf4WI/AAAAAAAAAO0/X0BXNFeWxDE/s1600-h/31072008550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230285318340469090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0ySmf4WI/AAAAAAAAAO0/X0BXNFeWxDE/s400/31072008550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ray ban..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0yZnYQfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/evh9gLfLy78/s1600-h/31072008551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230285320223212018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0yZnYQfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/evh9gLfLy78/s400/31072008551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0y7qgTLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IBTb6M9CZCI/s1600-h/31072008553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230285329363127474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJW0y7qgTLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IBTb6M9CZCI/s400/31072008553.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/8120533-8793719758899975241?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8793719758899975241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8793719758899975241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8793719758899975241'/><link rel='self' 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mata...</title><content type='html'>went back to ntu on sat for dental checkup.. i still go back ntu la.. near my house... and the dentist nice person.. very chatty.. makes you feel comfortable.. which is very impt when you go dentist.. since young in pri sch.. ganna go dentist means die.... so ah.. i need a good dentist so tat i wont have the same feeling and turn violent....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ntu has changed so much.. the canteen tat is.. not mpe.. mechanical and production engineering.. which has changed to mae.. mehanical and aerospace engineering.. which i think it quite rubbish cos they anyhow change the name so that it suits the current climate.. chek.. but thats another story altogther..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dental center is at the biz side near canteen b.. where all the chio bus are... mostly go there to bio the gals la.. the food no good though.. change alot liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFfloFeI/AAAAAAAAANM/QRgM4BPCf4M/s1600-h/02082008555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282349709104610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFfloFeI/AAAAAAAAANM/QRgM4BPCf4M/s400/02082008555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFU_FSNI/AAAAAAAAANU/0xuE40Wpuic/s1600-h/02082008556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282346863085778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFU_FSNI/AAAAAAAAANU/0xuE40Wpuic/s400/02082008556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyGsR5J7I/AAAAAAAAANk/D3i19KA-MGA/s1600-h/02082008559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282370295867314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyGsR5J7I/AAAAAAAAANk/D3i19KA-MGA/s400/02082008559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFwy8pXI/AAAAAAAAANc/23sx4B-5oh8/s1600-h/02082008558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282354328380786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFwy8pXI/AAAAAAAAANc/23sx4B-5oh8/s400/02082008558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat i drove over to canteen a.. where all the shaolin monks are.. there got macs and everything.. nice leh.. they changed the canteen layout also.. all the stores disappear.. asked the pig..she said will come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the canteens all change pattern.. looks way better.. if my time got all these things.. the no so sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWzmGaW9WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1Ey-rp9e5NQ/s1600-h/02082008566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284009398269282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWzmGaW9WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1Ey-rp9e5NQ/s400/02082008566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy9xnlACI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sXTAX3RiRw4/s1600-h/02082008562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283316621803554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy9xnlACI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sXTAX3RiRw4/s400/02082008562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-WQHtuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SExjdDC50c0/s1600-h/02082008563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283326455527138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-WQHtuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SExjdDC50c0/s400/02082008563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-q6fH8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/KAXSTzhDRQ0/s1600-h/02082008564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283332001931202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-q6fH8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/KAXSTzhDRQ0/s400/02082008564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-zeV1eI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gTwhjmvOBwQ/s1600-h/02082008565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283334299801058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy-zeV1eI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gTwhjmvOBwQ/s400/02082008565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres even a seven eleven below lt1... most of my lectures were in lt1.. in the morning.. go in book one seat at the back row.. then go canteen buy one large tea.. and one large bao.. go back to lt and eat.. then sleep..haha..those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyG_ujr4I/AAAAAAAAANs/pUI57hamFhc/s1600-h/02082008560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282375516368770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyG_ujr4I/AAAAAAAAANs/pUI57hamFhc/s400/02082008560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the place where i spent the most time in.. lee wee nam lib.. or lib 1 in my time.. from 8am to 930pm.. slogging like hell in the lib.. but still results suck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy9oQAx1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UgkZFDoH9dA/s1600-h/02082008561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283314107041618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWy9oQAx1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UgkZFDoH9dA/s400/02082008561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry.. not going to donate even though they keep sending me letters.. siao.. so rich liao.. i very poor one ... need to feed my xiaohong.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-9015386809661078316?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/9015386809661078316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=9015386809661078316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/9015386809661078316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/9015386809661078316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-ahma-mata.html' title='my ahma mata...'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SJWyFfloFeI/AAAAAAAAANM/QRgM4BPCf4M/s72-c/02082008555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2018530684380706797</id><published>2008-07-28T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:40:13.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paintball</title><content type='html'>This is really really outdated.. played paintball wit my colls about 3 weeks back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.. and also dangerous.. cos i happily injured my knee... and now its damn painfull.. even though it has been 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played at orchid country club.. abit far for me.. but heng.. i got xiaohong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so briefing before the battle.. and i was taking out my fujikura long sleeze t shirt... at last found some use for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk5_aiu1kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ijtqg7PmTyE/s1600-h/IMG_3186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226772604159710786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk5_aiu1kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ijtqg7PmTyE/s400/IMG_3186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after the 1st round.. i dived behind a screen to avoid being shot at... and the skin on my palm was off.. knn.. my knees were also bloodied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk5_o9DIHI/AAAAAAAAANE/ueSIPg4lnUk/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226772608028188786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk5_o9DIHI/AAAAAAAAANE/ueSIPg4lnUk/s400/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paintball instructor applying antibotic spray to my wounds.. he tried to put a plaster but i got too much leg hair on me nicelegs.. so it didnt stick.. haha.. he gave up in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YC7xXGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GlebSCHxAi8/s1600-h/IMG_3191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226767529760873570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YC7xXGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GlebSCHxAi8/s400/IMG_3191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat went back to play.. damb fun la..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YavavDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HUE79VF3Atk/s1600-h/IMG_3196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226767536151510066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YavavDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HUE79VF3Atk/s400/IMG_3196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YegYnZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/L1mKh5429Hc/s1600-h/IMG_3205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226767537162198418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIk1YegYnZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/L1mKh5429Hc/s400/IMG_3205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all.. it was a fun experience.. although painful.. will play again when i recover...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2018530684380706797?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/2018530684380706797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=2018530684380706797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2018530684380706797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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maybe not exactly cos i ask the SE to actually changed the antenna... fog lights.. exhaust tip.. huber optic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIRi6iGOHSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lYS8eXo_W9s/s1600-h/17062008412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225410225381448994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIRi6iGOHSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lYS8eXo_W9s/s400/17062008412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had great things planned for it..without touching the engine of cos.. so 1st things.. rims..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINjVjAeAQI/AAAAAAAAALM/YnecGhsbddQ/s1600-h/17062008413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225129214505517314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINjVjAeAQI/AAAAAAAAALM/YnecGhsbddQ/s400/17062008413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from stock to volks racing 17 rims.. with 215/R45/17 Falken tyres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 1000 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkG7YRgHI/AAAAAAAAALU/TW_DmLs4Frc/s1600-h/17062008431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130062861402226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkG7YRgHI/AAAAAAAAALU/TW_DmLs4Frc/s400/17062008431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that same day.. i lupped GT wing... the low one cos i think the higer ones abit too much la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 280 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHVgNu9I/AAAAAAAAALk/Alk_N4r82Tw/s1600-h/170620084321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130069874031570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHVgNu9I/AAAAAAAAALk/Alk_N4r82Tw/s400/170620084321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also install eyelids on the headlights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 60 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkH-I0API/AAAAAAAAAL0/Rqte51__Ldk/s1600-h/17062008416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130080781730034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkH-I0API/AAAAAAAAAL0/Rqte51__Ldk/s400/17062008416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkd3pZsAI/AAAAAAAAAME/2oWAduD8vD8/s1600-h/06072008500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130456996491266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkd3pZsAI/AAAAAAAAAME/2oWAduD8vD8/s400/06072008500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since the carpet is traps dirt damn well.. which results in my carpet being damn dirty all the time.. i have to change the mats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 60 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkdpnRc9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NccB4o2Onog/s1600-h/20072008544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130453229466578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkdpnRc9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NccB4o2Onog/s400/20072008544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos im vain.. and want my car to show my nick.,.. i went to customise stickers.. so far only put up 2.. i still have lots.. but haven put up yet... different size different price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 2 sg bucks each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHDET41I/AAAAAAAAALc/M_fl788OYwE/s1600-h/26062008449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130064925156178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHDET41I/AAAAAAAAALc/M_fl788OYwE/s400/26062008449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next i went for gauges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 340 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without lights on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHlsCu1I/AAAAAAAAALs/ooF0gtopF9w/s1600-h/05072008495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225130074218609490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINkHlsCu1I/AAAAAAAAALs/ooF0gtopF9w/s400/05072008495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with lights on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINjVdsMq5I/AAAAAAAAALE/skEpQfboLxs/s1600-h/07072008507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225129213078317970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SINjVdsMq5I/AAAAAAAAALE/skEpQfboLxs/s400/07072008507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest mod is momo combat evo red gearknob.. momo handbrake and cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage: 380 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIRhh_MGc7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/QYlInwSPnWQ/s1600-h/19072008533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225408704182383538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIRhh_MGc7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/QYlInwSPnWQ/s400/19072008533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also the 60 red cabin leds : 58 sg bucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SISeIdnn8VI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bMxc3H7Hqq0/s1600-h/21072008545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225475335883583826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SISeIdnn8VI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bMxc3H7Hqq0/s400/21072008545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... the grooming i did so far on the car: 133 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to now... total damage: 2315 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i spent too much money le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reverse camera.. est damage: 300 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gps unit: 299 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leg room light: 50 sg bucks&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i love my xiao hong ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1685926018536486903?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1685926018536486903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1685926018536486903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1685926018536486903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1685926018536486903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/07/xiao-hong-thus-far.html' title='xiao hong thus far'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SIRi6iGOHSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lYS8eXo_W9s/s72-c/17062008412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2673596975221196070</id><published>2008-07-06T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:58:46.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vainpot perm hair</title><content type='html'>cant be bothered with words la.. just pictures..&lt;br /&gt;damn vain la my sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SHDdZN62ShI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z298msV6gzc/s1600-h/05072008474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219915393425361426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SHDdZN62ShI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z298msV6gzc/s400/05072008474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SHDdZbQZIwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/K_4YgGspYXA/s1600-h/05072008475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219915397005386498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2673596975221196070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2673596975221196070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/07/vainpot-perm-hair.html' title='vainpot perm hair'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SHDdZN62ShI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z298msV6gzc/s72-c/05072008474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6883860979283164036</id><published>2008-07-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:07:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gauges today..</title><content type='html'>today went to jdm again.. yay..&lt;br /&gt;went to fix gauges today.. since mazda 3 is no strength.. no acceleration.. no power.. the only thing i can do.. is to make it look nice.. which is wat im doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. got gauges for volts.. vacuum and water temp.. quite nice.. when lights not on.. its white.. when lights on.. its orange.. i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-aYRbVAmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qWAr2T2etw8/s1600-h/05072008496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219560234931257954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-aYRbVAmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qWAr2T2etw8/s400/05072008496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-aYizNCgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MvM6cNKFetA/s1600-h/05072008498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219560239594801666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-aYizNCgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MvM6cNKFetA/s400/05072008498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to camwhore with my car.. but its a hassle to put too many pics up cos donno why.. my singnet connection is bloody slow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-Y_R3AkjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rF74YIerFNg/s1600-h/05072008486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558706039001650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SG-Y_R3AkjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rF74YIerFNg/s400/05072008486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant resist.. nicelegs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4963784437914919706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/07/future-of-sg-f1.html' title='future of sg F1'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SGxrXPWmuuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GAzATInvMn4/s72-c/f1erp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6143045693808896101</id><published>2008-06-25T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:41:08.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pump prices up for 13th time since last July</title><content type='html'>come on.. wat the fuck..&lt;br /&gt;this comes at a time where there isnt any big increase in crude prices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought there is a competition act in singapore??.. where are the pple enforcing it? still trying to look for mass salamat datang ah.. .cb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMP prices have risen again, with petrol going up by five cents a litre and diesel, 10 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latest increase, the 13th consecutive rise since last July, started when oil giant Shell raised rates at 4pm yesterday. By evening, Caltex and ExxonMobil had followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Industry observers were perplexed by the latest hike. Oil consultant Ong Eng Tong said: 'There is no logic to the increase. Wholesale prices of refined products have actually fallen in recent weeks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have also been reports that fuel usage in the United States, the world's biggest oil consumer, had dipped. The recent removal of fuel subsidies in countries such as China and Malaysia is expected to dampen demand, if it has not already done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, in a time of record prices, oil companies say that profit margins in fuel retailing are thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore and Malaysia, British Petroleum has quit the fuel-retailing scene. In the US, ExxonMobil is selling off 2,000 stations to put its money in businesses with higher yields, such as exploration and refining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the latest adjustments here, a litre of 92-octane petrol costs $2.203 before discount. The 95 grade is now $2.236, while 98-octane is $2.31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so-called ultra-premium fuels cost more. Shell's V-Power climbed five cents to $2.429, while Caltex's Platinum rose by four cents to $2.426.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diesel, which is used by taxis, buses and trucks, is retailing at $1.933. This fuel of commerce has nearly doubled in price from a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In effect, motorists are paying over 50 per cent more for fuel. This means a car owner who spent $200 a month on fuel this time last year will now have to fork out over $300 a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fuel prices rise, more people worldwide are filling up on credit, a practice oil firms have started to discourage as they have to pay a service charge to credit card companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Petrol Dealers Association of Malaysia has asked its 3,500 members to accept only cash. Stations in Dubai stopped taking credit cards last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An industry source said this was unlikely to happen in Singapore for the time being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6143045693808896101?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6143045693808896101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=6143045693808896101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6143045693808896101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6143045693808896101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/pump-prices-up-for-13th-time-since-last.html' title='Pump prices up for 13th time since last July'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8241598247478521131</id><published>2008-06-22T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:29:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why sg wants pedra branca so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SF5hPLpvnhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/liXpXw3-xZQ/s1600-h/pbzs8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712331995422226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SF5hPLpvnhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/liXpXw3-xZQ/s400/pbzs8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-8241598247478521131?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8241598247478521131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8241598247478521131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8241598247478521131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8241598247478521131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-sg-wants-pedra-branca-so-much.html' title='why sg wants pedra branca so much'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SF5hPLpvnhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/liXpXw3-xZQ/s72-c/pbzs8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7260656164602094610</id><published>2008-06-18T10:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:31:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xiaohong lai liao</title><content type='html'>finally.. xiao hong is here..&lt;br /&gt;1st thing i did.. drive down to &lt;a href="http://www.jdm.com.sg/Home/JDM_Home.html"&gt;jdm&lt;/a&gt; to lup poison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyelids and spoiler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went down to chang choon tyres change my rims to 17".... which means.. have to change the tyres as well.. cos stock rims and tyres is 16"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spray calipers to red.. and also change the lug nuts to black to match the gun metal colour of the rims..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat i call... major.. major retail therapy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s285.photobucket.com/albums/ll79/nicelegs/xiao%20hong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll79/nicelegs/xiao%20hong/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s285.photobucket.com/albums/ll79/nicelegs/xiao%20hong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=xiaohongbackedit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll79/nicelegs/xiao%20hong/xiaohongbackedit.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/8120533-7260656164602094610?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7260656164602094610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7260656164602094610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7260656164602094610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7260656164602094610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/xiaohong-lai-liao.html' title='xiaohong lai liao'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll79/nicelegs/xiao%20hong/th_Picture3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8982930951810469115</id><published>2008-06-18T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:51:44.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; About half of existing ERP gantries islandwide will see their rates increase from July 7. The electronic road pricing (ERP) &lt;a href="http://www.onemotoring.com.sg/publish/onemotoring/en/on_the_roads/ERP_Rates.html" target="_blank"&gt;rates&lt;/a&gt; for 32 of 65 gantries will increase by between 50 cents and S$2.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gantries are primarily in the Central Business District (CBD) and Orchard Road. Five new ERP gantries along the Singapore River will also be activated on July 7. Traffic in the CBD is slowing down, said the Land Transport Authority (LTA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in January, as part of its Master Plan, the LTA came up with a new way to measure speed. It is called the 85th percentile method - this is when motorists experience smooth traffic at least 85 percent of the time on roads that have ERP gantries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new LTA initiative is for bigger ERP rate increases because, LTA said, motorists are less sensitive to the existing rate structure. In addition, ERP operating hours in the CBD will be extended by one hour on weekdays - from 7pm to 8pm - while gantries in the Orchard Road cordon will start an hour earlier on Saturdays, at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reduce congestion further, LTA is putting in five new gantries along the Singapore River. This essentially divides the CBD into two parts - the predominantly shopping-commercial district around the Bugis-Marina area and the office-based areas in Robinson Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LTA hopes that these gantries, which run from Eu Tong Sen Street to Fullerton Road, will cut down on what they call "through traffic". LTA's chief engineer for transportation, Dr Chin Kian Keong, said: "The gantries along the Singapore River will deal with traffic passing through. They (some motorists using the roads) are not destined for that part of the city, but merely passing through to get to other parts of Singapore. If we can discourage some of these trips from city roads, traffic levels on these roads will become better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, a third of all traffic in the area is what LTA calls "through traffic" and LTA hopes to cut this by half, with the new ERP gantries. Five of these gantries - at Fullerton Road, Eu Tong Sen Street, New Bridge Road and South Bridge Road - will operate on weekdays from 6pm to 8pm daily. Motorists will pay S$2.00 from 6pm to 7.30pm and S$1.00 from 7.30pm to 8pm. Two of the gantries - at Fullerton Road and Eu Tong Sen Street - will also operate on Saturdays from 12.30pm to 8pm, and motorists will have to pay S$2.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; More changes may be coming up. In November, LTA will again use its new criteria to review gantry rates within and up to the outer cordon. And in February next year, LTA will look at all other gantries islandwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question many motorists may have is "why is the government increasing the ERP rates now?", considering that there is a freeze on all government fees till the end of the year. The Transport Ministry said things like the ERP rates are excluded from the freeze and that traffic congestion, left unchecked, will have a negative effect on the economy. - CNA/ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAN SAI!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8982930951810469115?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8982930951810469115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8982930951810469115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8982930951810469115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8982930951810469115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/wtf.html' title='WTF...'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8256657115741681277</id><published>2008-06-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:27:07.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story</title><content type='html'>read this story some time back.. but saw it again on &lt;a href="http://roaring-queen.blogspot.com/"&gt;roaring queen's blog&lt;/a&gt;... almost cried when i read the last sentence... yes.. im in touch with my softer side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was the scene of ten years ago.The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid,I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dew came into my life.It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me frombehind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dew said, You are the kind of man who best draws girls eyeballs. Herwords suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls. Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn t help doing so. I moved Dew's hand aside and said, You go to select some furniture,O.K.? I ve got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly,she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew’s body. This was the means of my entertainment. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day I said to her in a slight joking way, suppose we divorce, whatwill you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away fromher. I couldn t imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I ve got somethingto tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly. She didn t seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?  I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At that night, we didn t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew. With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn t want anything from me,but I was supposed to give her one months time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me.I nodded and said, I remember . You carried me in your arms , she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning. I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wife and I hadn t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don t tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on mychest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn t looked at this intimate woman carefully for along time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the third day, she whispered to me, The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn t tell Dew about this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, All mydresses have grown fatter. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not becauseI was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally, I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.Our son had gone to school. She said, Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.I held her tightly and said, Both you and I didn t notice that our life was lack of such intimacy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won t divorce. I'm serious. She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn t value the details of life, not because we didn t love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I walked downstairs and drove to the office. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my take on the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) man got money will become bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) woman must be bad to have money (disclaimer: most women are perfectly able to earn their own keep.. its just an old saying... so bear wit it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) never.. i repeat.. never keep a mistress.. even though you have lots of money.. its just doesnt make economic sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) whats the point of keeping a mistress if you are still having sex with ONLY 2 women... i mean.. wtf??... refer to pt 3. In any case, after mistress becomes the wife, the whole sian process will prob repeat.. and even more sian.. from 2 sex partners to only 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) flings are better than keeping a mistress... and by flings.. i mean physical ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) end of the day.. why marry someone and look for someone else to satisfy your needs, be it emotional or physical... if your wife marries you.. take care of you.. lose her sexy figure to bear you kids.. i think you jolly well should take care of her til both of you are old..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8256657115741681277?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8256657115741681277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8256657115741681277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8256657115741681277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8256657115741681277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/story.html' title='story'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1278491664485990801</id><published>2008-06-05T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:48:28.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pls bring street directory back</title><content type='html'>haiz.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been some time since street directory .com has been down.. no choice la.. ganna lowshoot from gahman.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SEdNpB5hdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/igvMOPcZ1FE/s1600-h/sd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208216861356947106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SEdNpB5hdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/igvMOPcZ1FE/s400/sd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what to do.. have to use the SLA map lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but lousy la.. damn slow.. everytime loading only... the maps are not easy to use... no enough infomation.. damn lousy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SEdOIGmPIoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4jk8Di3RQho/s1600-h/map.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208217395194176130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SEdOIGmPIoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4jk8Di3RQho/s400/map.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i really think this gahman servants really taking money for nothing.. somemore now pay so high.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything want e forms.. e payments.. but then fill up e forms liao still must print out and send.. damn extra lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz.. just useless.. erp also crap.. now cashcard and IU also crap.. want to launch a system make sure that its error free la.. those that ganna fine for nothing and never go complain will just get fine for nothing.. even now got service center so wat.. knn still must drive there wat.. waste petrol.. cheebye.. &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/8120533-1278491664485990801?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1278491664485990801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1278491664485990801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1278491664485990801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1278491664485990801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/06/pls-bring-street-directory-back.html' title='pls bring street directory back'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SEdNpB5hdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/igvMOPcZ1FE/s72-c/sd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7775160756433615975</id><published>2008-05-22T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:26:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love maria</title><content type='html'>I always kinda like maria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shalapowa&lt;/span&gt;.. i mean.. she lean.. pretty.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freekles&lt;/span&gt;.. must be tat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miami&lt;/span&gt; sun.. anyway.. she makes tennis(read: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hokkien&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in paragon yesterday with the pig.. so took few photos of me and maria.. i do love you maria.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mok&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; help be stare tat the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;russian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cleavage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThpOsBx5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5PbaqIwhu0E/s1600-h/21052008382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203031567953414034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThpOsBx5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5PbaqIwhu0E/s400/21052008382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh.. and tat perky russian ass.. ( fyi.. this pic is blur.. becos pig donno how to take photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThpusBx6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/niuI2UYMqnw/s1600-h/21052008385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203031576543348642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThpusBx6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/niuI2UYMqnw/s400/21052008385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even get to dig her nose for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThp-sBx7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZWFDaYxWUqI/s1600-h/21052008386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203031580838315954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThp-sBx7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZWFDaYxWUqI/s400/21052008386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i would get a closer look.. no harm trying mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThqOsBx8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ytji4LUzSQk/s1600-h/21052008387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203031585133283266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThqOsBx8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ytji4LUzSQk/s400/21052008387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. just so tat the pig can see herself..&lt;br /&gt;but not impt one la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThqesBx9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UgrnzfA9SpE/s1600-h/21052008388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203031589428250578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThqesBx9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UgrnzfA9SpE/s400/21052008388.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/8120533-7775160756433615975?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7775160756433615975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7775160756433615975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7775160756433615975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7775160756433615975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-maria.html' title='i love maria'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SDThpOsBx5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5PbaqIwhu0E/s72-c/21052008382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6869853419842270459</id><published>2008-05-14T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:28:21.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to mary funch body line</title><content type='html'>one thing i like to blog about now.. is my weight lost.. i know... damn ego.. but wat the hell.. makes me feel good sia.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through my phone and i found this photo i took with elvis and k box back in dec last year.. and i look like a damn big polar bear with green coat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCqTvJWVNuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bheTFf4Th2Q/s1600-h/16122007178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200131157925377762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCqTvJWVNuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bheTFf4Th2Q/s400/16122007178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCqTvpWVNvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4glIZzTmIss/s1600-h/limpeh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200131166515312370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCqTvpWVNvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4glIZzTmIss/s400/limpeh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice.. have to take another photo and cut out cos i don have any new photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 16kg... nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to mary funch body line...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6869853419842270459?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6869853419842270459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=6869853419842270459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6869853419842270459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6869853419842270459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/05/before-and-after.html' title='welcome to mary funch body line'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCqTvJWVNuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bheTFf4Th2Q/s72-c/16122007178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2571861025036460741</id><published>2008-05-07T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:53:52.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs is balding!!!</title><content type='html'>ji bai siao liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age has taken its toll... after years of hard work and stress and partying(ok.. not so much partying.. cos i very nua).. i realised that my crowning glory not as glorious as before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvlXTBhYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Yl-nWA_jjZk/s1600-h/04052008369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487763917735298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvlXTBhYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Yl-nWA_jjZk/s400/04052008369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hair at the top don seem to be as thick.. ironic since i wanted a thinner set of hair in my younger days cos its easier to style and also.. center parting was in then.. if hair so thick and so hard to comb.. how to center part??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ah.. no need to comb they also part liao ah... knn... siao liao siao liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in an attempt to stop the rot.. i consulted the 1st line of defense.. my mum and uncle.. cos as most of my frens know.. my mum and uncle has a salon at the rail mall called the brilliant cut.. and tats they place i go to for hair cuts and colouring...do my nails.. massages.. and the like la.. (i got pay one ah.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lupp series of organic hair care products were recommended.. all incredients are natural.. no funny chemicals.. anyway.. this isnt a sales pitch.. i seriously cant be bothered to help with their sales.. but i can get discounts though..heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. watch scalp with balancing scalp rinse.. to get ride of the oil from the scalp.. basically.. hair lose normally cause by oily scalp la.. so getting rid of the oil seems like the right thing to do.. so the rinse restores the balance of the scalp.. watever that means... the main prob is.. im supopsed to use it on dry hair... i always put stuff like wax or gel on my hair before i go out to work.. becos 1stly.. im vain.. 2ndly im vain.. and 3rdly.. im vain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i always like to wash away the stuff on my hair before i apply anything.. but this time cannot.. so just whack lor.. dry hair with wax.. wash with scalp rinse... anyway.. its ok la.. can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvm3TBhbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/astRcjHiHkY/s1600-h/04052008376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487789687539122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvm3TBhbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/astRcjHiHkY/s400/04052008376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after washing... towel dry wats left of my hair... and then apply intense scalp booster to my scalp.. so i just have to spray the booster to my scalp and massage my head.. best part is both the rinse and booster have cooling effect.. so it very shiok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvlnTBhZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nu8PfAwcOxk/s1600-h/04052008371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487768212702610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvlnTBhZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nu8PfAwcOxk/s400/04052008371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being the ks sgian.. i also bought a styling cream... all organic.. so that i wont have to use the gatsby wax everyday.. i kinda alt them la... cos this cream doesnt have as much holding power as the wax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvmXTBhaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JpihfsWbMzA/s1600-h/04052008373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487781097604514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvmXTBhaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JpihfsWbMzA/s400/04052008373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all.. i just hope it works.. i never thought there will be a day where i will be in this position.. sian i tell you.. one year ago.. i still have a thick mane of hair... now.. haiz.. gek sim la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng i know how to cover and zheng til like no difference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the force be with me.. and may my hair stop stopping..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2571861025036460741?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/2571861025036460741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=2571861025036460741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2571861025036460741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2571861025036460741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/05/nicelegs-is-balding.html' title='nicelegs is balding!!!'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SCEvlXTBhYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Yl-nWA_jjZk/s72-c/04052008369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-5821682882132314651</id><published>2008-05-06T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:12:47.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which rims..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aaXTBhVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cq-6XkLBUms/s1600-h/KR622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197112641474102610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aaXTBhVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cq-6XkLBUms/s400/KR622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like the rims above are more curvy.. easier to clean also.. hmm.. thinking thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aanTBhWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2277mVD6vaM/s1600-h/KR626_DHPB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197112645769069922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aanTBhWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2277mVD6vaM/s400/KR626_DHPB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aanTBhXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lCdk0QPS7Og/s1600-h/KR626_LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197112645769069938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aanTBhXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lCdk0QPS7Og/s400/KR626_LG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SB_aaXTBhVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cq-6XkLBUms/s72-c/KR622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-3892910592835974926</id><published>2008-05-05T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:03:23.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my take on broken relationships</title><content type='html'>doing part time work and full time surf net today.. cos boss on his way back to germany for meeting.. and my project milestones kinda completed.. now regularly read geek goddress blog cos 1stly i always have something for long hair gals... and 2ndly.. she writes interesting stuff.. which really is the real reason why i read her blog.. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. her latest entry was &lt;a href="http://9eek9oddess.blogspot.com/2008/05/heartbroken-torn-up-tired-of-tears.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...about her fren's boyfren running away wit another gal in summary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos the self doubts come.. and thought of wat if this or wat if that... and such things keep coming up even though much time has passed.. but wtf.. im a angry person.. and i totally disagree with leaving one for another.. the person should die for it.. if i have my way.. but nope.. i normally cant kill someone when i like it.. so i have to believe that god(the gods i believe in.. not jesus..) will bring retribution to the dog man woman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence.. i believe tat.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人贱自然有天收...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope tat it holds true.. die you bitch.. die!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8942072922178331543?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8942072922178331543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8942072922178331543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8942072922178331543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8942072922178331543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-help-but-want-to-link-this.html' title='cant help but want to link this'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp6ZHTBhUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zKrvmeWTDMQ/s1600-h/get_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195599691999446338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp6ZHTBhUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zKrvmeWTDMQ/s400/get_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are rims to change.. the stock rims are 16".. and im thinking of staying with 16" cos changing to 17" will prob increase the fuel consumption.. and oil prices are soaring like mad now.. (prob will write another entry to scold spc later on)..plus the tires are brand new.. no pt wasting them.. so i will just change the rims and put the stock tires back on.. checking out this set of rims.. quite cheap and im going to trade in my stock rims.. cant decide on the black one or gold one though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp4-nTBhSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zfuvu1JHJjA/s1600-h/KR626_DHPB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195598137221285154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp4-nTBhSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zfuvu1JHJjA/s400/KR626_DHPB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp4-3TBhTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MKheWWcP1fg/s1600-h/KR626_LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195598141516252466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp4-3TBhTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MKheWWcP1fg/s400/KR626_LG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far there are so many bros out there that got issues with the warranty after they mod their rides.. i just donno if changing rims will void warranty or not.. gear knob i don think will bah.. but rims.. i donno..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-5337907414685335978?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/5337907414685335978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=5337907414685335978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/5337907414685335978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/5337907414685335978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/05/minor-zheng-my-car-even-when-car-haven.html' title='minor zheng my car.. even when car haven come...'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SBp6ZHTBhUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zKrvmeWTDMQ/s72-c/get_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-5596842439748950521</id><published>2008-04-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:41:09.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah beng jokes</title><content type='html'>Ah Beng bought a new mobile. He sent a message to everyone from hisPhone Book &amp;amp; said, 'My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610'&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: I am a proud because my son is in Medical College .&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Really, what is he studying?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are studying him.&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.&lt;br /&gt;DR: Take this tablet, you will be OK.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: If I die, will you remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will you remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: People consider me as a 'GOD'&lt;br /&gt;Wife: How do you know??&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: When I went to the park today, everybody said, Oh GOD! You have come again.&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng complained to the police: 'Sir, all items are missing, except the TV in my house.'&lt;br /&gt;Police: 'How the thief did not take TV?'&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'I was watching TV news...'&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng comes back to his car &amp;amp; find a note saying 'Parking Fine' He writes a note and sticks it to a pole 'Thanks for compliment.'&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize Ah Beng in school?He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases the board.&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;Once Ah Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would be hot.&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and says'Hello, how did you know I was here?'&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: Why are all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: 'I killed a person' convert this sentence into future tense&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: The future tense is 'you will go to jail'&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his servant: 'Go and water the plants!'&lt;br /&gt;Servant: 'It's already raining.'&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: 'So what? Take an umbrella and go.'&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;A man asked Ah Beng  why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not in the morning Ah Beng replied  Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-5596842439748950521?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/5596842439748950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=5596842439748950521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/5596842439748950521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA9P8nTBhRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ei1WaQW3Rt4/s1600-h/23042008365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192456798140990738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA9P8nTBhRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ei1WaQW3Rt4/s400/23042008365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA9PuXTBhQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QsHIpknOHKY/s1600-h/23042008364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192456553327854850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA9PuXTBhQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QsHIpknOHKY/s400/23042008364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy humping....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-1445613739406511145?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA9P8nTBhRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ei1WaQW3Rt4/s72-c/23042008365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1874776717922354353</id><published>2008-04-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:34:21.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the office</title><content type='html'>this is my new office.. so far so good.. other than the air con not powerful..&lt;br /&gt;took some photos with one of my colls and some interns.. they quite good ah.. can come to singapore from germany to do internship and along the way can go tour south east asia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SA20WnTBhOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qhwYrWjTi-Y/s1600-h/Abbes,+Kuek,+Jeffrey,+Benni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192004246026945762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2994761560124765287</id><published>2008-04-21T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:45:23.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs on course</title><content type='html'>was on course the whole of last week. 5 day course.. good ah.. no need to work..haha.&lt;br /&gt;learn how to use Pro E. how to do drafting.. designing.. stuff like tat. quite boring to some pple la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SAwMmU_PGzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LTMXVbZN2HM/s1600-h/proe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191538323059841842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SAwMmU_PGzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LTMXVbZN2HM/s400/proe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-2994761560124765287?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/2994761560124765287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=2994761560124765287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2994761560124765287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/2994761560124765287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/nicelegs-on-course.html' title='nicelegs on course'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me...It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts and generally was bra-less. She would regularly bend down when she was near me,and I always got more than a nice view. It had to be deliberate because she never did it when she was near anyone else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day her 'little' sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived, and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she wanted me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car. Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside all clapping! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears in his eyes, my father-in-law hugged me and said, 'We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family!'&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of this story is: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always keep your condoms in your car....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7642286733788177754?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7642286733788177754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7642286733788177754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7642286733788177754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7642286733788177754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedding-test.html' title='The Wedding Test'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7941137885781342192</id><published>2008-04-20T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:03:47.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some joke from caps</title><content type='html'># 1 Husband climbs on the bed naked.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I have headache.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Good! I have powdered my dick with aspirin. U want to take it orally or as injection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 2 Three fastest means of communication:&lt;br /&gt;1 Telephone&lt;br /&gt;2 Television&lt;br /&gt;3 Tell-a-woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 3 One day, DUREX complained to KOTEX: "KNN! every time u work, I gotta 7 days off!"&lt;br /&gt;KOTEX retorted: "KNS! whenever u make mistake during work, I gotta take 9 months leave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 4 A man called his 4th wife - baby doll,&lt;br /&gt;3rd wife - china doll,&lt;br /&gt;2nd wife-barbie doll &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;1st wife - GUESS WHAT NAME?&lt;br /&gt; Panadol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 5 Man admiring his naked body in the mirror says to wife: "Look at that 75kg of pure dynamite".&lt;br /&gt;Wife replies: "Fucking shame about the 2 inches fuse".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 6 Friends are like underwear, always near you.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like condoms,always protecting you.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are like viagra, lift you up when you are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 7 Man tell MP: My son a drug addict, my daughter a prostitute, my wife a gambler.&lt;br /&gt;MP: Isn't there anything positive in your family?&lt;br /&gt;Man: Yes, I am HIV positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 8 What is common between a wife and a private swimming pool??&lt;br /&gt;Answer: The cost of maintenance is too high compared to the time you spend inside them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 9 Singh who is a gangster:&lt;br /&gt;SamSingh Singh who is lost: MisSingh&lt;br /&gt;Singh who is noisy: BisSingh&lt;br /&gt;Singh who has three balls: AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 10 Naked girl board taxi. Driver stared. Girl scold, never see naked girl ah?&lt;br /&gt;Driver reply, see before but wondering where you keep your money to pay taxi fare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7941137885781342192?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7941137885781342192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7941137885781342192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7941137885781342192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7941137885781342192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-joke-from-caps.html' title='some joke from caps'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-5323210867999571597</id><published>2008-04-16T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:55:28.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>car loan how to calculate</title><content type='html'>halo halo... was kinda free nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;anyway... was looking at the car loans calculations and i find it damn mafan to calculate again and again when deciding how much to loan and how long to service the loan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so voila!!.. i did a excel file.. could have done it in C++ but don have tat software..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. just have to enter the numbers in the yellow boxes and the need info will come out.. i even added a table on how much to pay if you want to change cars when still serving your original loan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is the loan tat im taking.. 30k.. with 2.5% interest.. so the amount im paying is all there.. assuming in changing cars after 3 years.. the outstanding amt i have to pay is also calculated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SAX0v0L1T5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/f9B0pfJqrmY/s1600-h/car+loan+cal+eg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189823247913668498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SAX0v0L1T5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/f9B0pfJqrmY/s400/car+loan+cal+eg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the template:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/SAX0kkL1T4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/nqA0xX5roGw/s1600-h/car+loan+cal+template.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1909141660800029964</id><published>2008-04-16T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:12:12.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs mobile</title><content type='html'>yay!! nicelegs just booked new ride!!&lt;br /&gt;and its red.. i like..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1909141660800029964?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1909141660800029964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1909141660800029964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1909141660800029964'/><link 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them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patients are screened by our hearing care consultants and the appropriate hearing aids recommended. anyway... i haven tried one on before so i tried a pair on.. then went walk walk so that i can feel the sensation of wearing one.. after all.. how to design a hearing aid when i never try to wear one before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn glad my hearing is ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4266674897774941280?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4266674897774941280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4266674897774941280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://blog.miatan.com/"&gt;miatan's&lt;/a&gt; blog and saw this...&lt;br /&gt;it sounds really familiar... knn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He/She starts to dress up differently. New thongs, sexier outfit, and watch out for the hair. The girls will almost always try something new with the hair. If you guys have been together for years and she only started to dress in exceptionally low cut top and figure hugging dresses, I bet you my left ball she isn’t doing it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED.. SUDDENLY MATCHING UNDERWEAR..WITH LACE.. AND SHE SAID ITS ITCHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your partner no longer calls you [insert word of endearment here] and when you point that out, he/she simply replies “you’re just being oversensitive” but still no mention of [insert word of endearment here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHECKED..SHE SUDDENLY CALLS ME BY MY NAME. AS IN NRIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your partner no longer laughs at your jokes or silly antics but instead finds them annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IM ALWAYS FUNNY.. ALWAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You tell him/her that you’re going out with another girl/guy to catch a movie. Your partner goes “have fun.” Clear sign he/she no longer feels anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED. NO I DIDNT GO OUT WITH ANOTHER GAL. ITS JUST TO TEST HER OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He/She starts hanging on to his/her mobile phone for his/her dear life. Every SMS gets replied to immediately while your messages to him/her takes hours to get back to you, and even so, its short, curt and without effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED. AND I HATE IT.. READ MY PROFILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He/She tells you that I’m going out to meet a friend, and NO, you can’t come along because said friend wants to talk in private about something personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED. THEY FUCKING WENT TO THE YACHT CLUB. AND NO IM NOT ALLOWED COS ITS ABOUT GIVING HER SPACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh its already 10pm, its too late to go out with you because he/she has to wake up early tomorrow, but makes an exception when a friend calls him/her to meet under him/her block for a short while of three hours. This also applied to telephone conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHECKED. TELLS ME WORKING IS SO TIRING AND SHE NEEDS TO SLEEP. AFTER TAT WAIT FOR TAT FUCKER TO CALL AND TOK FOR A FEW HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He/She suddenly becomes more knowledgeable about things you guys never talked about. He/She has even gone on to take up a new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KNOWLEDGABLE?? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “I need a vacation.” Alarm bells should go off when you here this line. It is different from “WE need a vacation.” The guys usually don’t pick this up fast enough. By the time she actually goes through with the vacation, you can kiss the relationship good bye. The girls are a lot more astute on this one. Usually, the plans get unraveled before the guy has the chance to even think of a destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED. TELLS ME THEY ARE GOING IN A BIG GROUP.. YA RITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I don’t feel like blowing anymore.” Yes, yes. The culmination of all relationships. It’s over. The end. Roll credits. Chicks in general like to suck dick. Even if they hate sucking dick, she will do it for the guy she loves. Now, if she tells you those 6 simple words, you know you’re going to be well acquainted with Mrs. Palmer and her 5 daughters in the days to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHECKED. IF YOUR GALFREN HAS BEEN IMPROVING OVER THE YEAR FROM A COMPLETE NOVICE TO A PROFESSIONAL UNDER YOUR TUTORSHIP AND WEEKLY PRACTISE, YOU WILL FEEL MY PAIN TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4728968165241662731?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4728968165241662731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4728968165241662731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4728968165241662731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4728968165241662731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/top-10-signs-you-are-going-to-get-your.html' title='Top 10 Signs You Are Going To Get Your Candy-Ass Dumped.'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-4597493197843640795</id><published>2008-04-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:40:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs going to tiong kok again soon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yay.. im going to china again in june.. it has been a every year affair since 2006.. it was fun.. and it brought our hymc closer together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2006.. its in hangzhou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team members in 2006.. we look quite lihai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfOzl9M1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/aA6Fp5GJI98/s1600-h/IMG_7768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187266316284539730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfOzl9M1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/aA6Fp5GJI98/s400/IMG_7768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until we see the kind of competition we are playing against...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfPjl9M2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NSAAfHpPFHo/s1600-h/IMG_7767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187266329169441634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfPjl9M2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NSAAfHpPFHo/s400/IMG_7767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos we did find time to go out have fun.... actually tats what we did.... who cares about the ball games..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfQDl9M3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2Tt5PV01TFE/s1600-h/IMG_7823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187266337759376242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfQDl9M3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2Tt5PV01TFE/s400/IMG_7823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we still find some spare time to clown around.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfQjl9M4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/KGsTWgLowTU/s1600-h/IMG_7841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187266346349310850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfQjl9M4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/KGsTWgLowTU/s400/IMG_7841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year.. 2007 we went to guilin.. not much pictures this time round cos no one bother to bring camera.. so this will have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh1jl9M6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zpl-MMoGVVY/s1600-h/CIMG1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187269181027726242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh1jl9M6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zpl-MMoGVVY/s400/CIMG1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opponents are stil bigger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh1Dl9M5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/G1BGt6J2Xjs/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187269172437791634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh1Dl9M5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/G1BGt6J2Xjs/s400/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even had time to find a gf.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh2Dl9M7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wC8Rm5W3c-w/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187269189617660850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zh2Dl9M7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wC8Rm5W3c-w/s400/DSC00733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;donno what will we do this time round in chengdu... hope its fun!!&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/8120533-4597493197843640795?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/4597493197843640795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=4597493197843640795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4597493197843640795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/4597493197843640795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/nicelegs-going-to-tiong-kok-again-soon.html' title='nicelegs going to tiong kok again soon!!'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_zfOzl9M1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/aA6Fp5GJI98/s72-c/IMG_7768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8412772316593078284</id><published>2008-04-08T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T15:04:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barber in NY</title><content type='html'>There was once a very good barber in NEW YORK, he give Free Haircut to everybody who comes into his shop to have their haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a florist goes to him for a haircut. After the cut, he goes to pay the barber and the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing community service.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Florist is happy and leaves the shop. The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop, there is a thank you card and a dozen roses waiting at his door .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A policeman goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barber after the cut. But the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing community service.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cop is happy and leaves the shop. The next morning the barber goes to open his shop, there is a thank you card and a dozen donuts waiting at his door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Singaporean software engineer goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barber after the cut. But the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you.. I am doing community service.' The Singaporean software engineer is very happy and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop, guess what he finds there............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, think like a Singaporean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you got the answer ........... ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess guess guess.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a dozen Singaporeans waiting for a free haircut!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8412772316593078284?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8412772316593078284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8412772316593078284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8412772316593078284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8412772316593078284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/barber-in-ny.html' title='Barber in NY'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-266567158925685047</id><published>2008-04-07T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:37:26.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sad state of our roads..</title><content type='html'>haiz... today ERP at 5 places are going to start charging.. siao bo.. even in the heartlands.. very soon i think there will be a ERP gantry just outside our car parks next time..sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sg will soon be known for our ERP la.. read &lt;a href="http://9eek9oddess.blogspot.com/2008/02/singapore-2010-part-2-feel-sorry-for-us.html"&gt;geek goddess&lt;/a&gt; entry on this.. and i think its quite rite.. haha... pictures below are from her blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrCzl9MxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZPxR2SdJbkQ/s1600-h/WorldArcheBeijing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186434879335510802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrCzl9MxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZPxR2SdJbkQ/s400/WorldArcheBeijing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDDl9MyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QUKQ6l6zdeY/s1600-h/WorldArchesParis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186434883630478114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDDl9MyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QUKQ6l6zdeY/s400/WorldArchesParis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDDl9MzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HVmZM1sB7ac/s1600-h/WorldArcheTokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186434883630478130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDDl9MzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HVmZM1sB7ac/s400/WorldArcheTokyo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDTl9M0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mRXFwiZDodY/s1600-h/WorldArcheSpore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186434887925445442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrDTl9M0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mRXFwiZDodY/s400/WorldArcheSpore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-266567158925685047?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/266567158925685047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=266567158925685047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/266567158925685047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/266567158925685047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/04/sad-state-of-our-roads.html' title='the sad state of our roads..'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_nrCzl9MxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZPxR2SdJbkQ/s72-c/WorldArcheBeijing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2954753763539116689</id><published>2008-04-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:25:08.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i want in life.. for now..</title><content type='html'>what do i want in life??? i find myself asking myself this question quite often this days.. i also donno why.. maybe it comes with age...but i find myself being at the crossroads of my life more often now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to try working overseas.. that opportunity came up.. or i thought it came up when i joined fujikura bout 3 years ago..i though oh good.. can go japan and work.. and the babes there are sooo "oohh i like".. but of cos.. i got a stupid jap boss who on top of paying me crap.. just tried to play for time by telling me that he will send me over to japan eventually.. i just have to wait.. well.. siao bo.. i have enough la.. so i quit.. sent him a &lt;a href="http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-job-at-last.html"&gt;letter of resignation&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started new job recently.. its a new start and a new place for me to develop and fight for whatever i want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my buy a car plan has been going on for some years liao.. previously.. in fujikura.. cannot afford.. now maybe can.. but im sticking to jap cars.. cos continental cars too ex ah.. cannot afford..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now cos the stupid transport guy is cutting the number of COEs .. the prices going up... there are more ERPs around and and they are increasing the ERP charges also.. knn.. somemore oil prices higher than before.. CASE is getting more and more useless against those petrol companies in sg.. its always when oil prices go up.. they increase price.. when oil prices come down.. they leave the inflated price unchanged.. knn.. even SPC is like tat.. there isnt any point in pumping SPC petrol anymore.. it used to be cheaper so it has its appeal.. but now its the same price as other petrol companies.. i rather go to other companies.. SPC petrol doesnt give the car any power.. the car feels sluggish.. so.. why pump SPC....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...im basically stuck bet 2 models.. mazda 3 1.6L or mitsubitshi lancer ex 1.5L...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iubjl9MuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J2Iz2JASRVM/s1600-h/10040_g5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186086759351268066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iubjl9MuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J2Iz2JASRVM/s400/10040_g5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iubzl9MvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S85epwbZO2c/s1600-h/10464_g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186086763646235378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iubzl9MvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S85epwbZO2c/s400/10464_g1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far these 2 cars are more affordable la.. i cant really buy small cars cos im damn big la.. if i get into a honda fit or mazda 2.. the car will prob tilt to one side.. so better get a normal size one.. been tracking the prices for these 2 cars.. hopefully when the time comes.. i can get a good price..&lt;br /&gt;been kinda vain this year as well.. as most of my frens know.. im a bai zhan ji.. fair until can glow in the dark i tell you.. and to top it off.. damn fat la.. so basically.. not very nice.. so... i lost weight.. yay.. from 102kg to 88kg now.. i know i blog about it before.. but.. i think still quite a big feat la.. haha.. suddenly all my clothes must buy smaller size one. yay.. and must alter my pants and jeans...good ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have been getting a tan... indoor though.. been going to &lt;a href="http://suntanningstudio.com.sg/index.html"&gt;this plac&lt;/a&gt;e to bake.. been going for a few months now.. and spent like closed to 1k liao.. so got some effect.. looks tanner now.. at first i didnt know tat you have to buy tanning lotion to tan.. i thought just standing in the UV chamber can liao.. but apparantly cannot.. so well.. have to spend more money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iyQDl9MwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pFuPlCSLSOE/s1600-h/06042008350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186090959829283586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_iyQDl9MwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pFuPlCSLSOE/s400/06042008350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanning lotions cost quite alot.. or rather .. the selling price is quite high here in sg.. so i went online to get.. best part is .. now USD not so high.. so can get a better price on top of the already lower price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess all the things i have done so far was for self improvement.. so tat i can go on to do better things..so far.. things seems to be on track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new job: checked&lt;br /&gt;better health: checked&lt;br /&gt;losing weight: checked&lt;br /&gt;get a tan: checked&lt;br /&gt;get a car:&lt;br /&gt;get a gf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... the car part can work on it.. the gf part abit harder.. im planning to get a car somewhere in jul or aug.. as for gf.. tat one must see what fate throws at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to think tat staying at home during weekends isnt fun anymore... used to rest during weekends so tat i can have more energy to work during the weekdays.. but now.. sometimes i think damn no life... and theres is nothing to do but watch tv or surf net.. and everyone is out with somebody.. its damn sian la.. been almost a year since ex mrs nicelegs and me broke up.. and tat time i was too focused on my career to care about getting a gf again.. now tat everything else seems on track.. it got me thinking again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its still a gamble.. you never know wat you will get.. its normally hard to know what a person really is like until you have been together for a while.. then.. if its not really working out.. there comes the break up.. which i think its difficult.. esp when your other half thinks everything is fine.. but its not.. haiz.. but the search must go on.. until you find that someone whom you think its the one.. but then.. she must also think tat way.. or else.. its a wasted trip again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think for now.. i must really expand my social circle.. haven been going out alot.. haven been knowing any new frens.. i think maybe its time to really break out of this nua shell and step into the light....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the force be with me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2954753763539116689?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/2954753763539116689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1796781134053976909</id><published>2008-04-04T11:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:29:01.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love sperm so far..</title><content type='html'>bukake bukake bukake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er no..not bukake.. i start working at sperm for slightly more than one month liao.. so far still quite ok.. i hope.. for obvious reasons.. im not going to tok about my company name.. so sperm it shall be known..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the vibes here arent too good.. but then .. i have been at worse places.. like chartered.. so i will survive here.. gals here are tat fantastic.. felt con at 1st.. then as always.. resigned to fate.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven really been blogging much.. sort of lose interested in bloggin .. but still been reading other blogs.. prob cos im bored la.. and plus some bloggers are really quite chio.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been losing weight lately.. for the last few months actually.. good ah.. lost about 12kg already.. and my blood pressure has gone down to healthy levels.. now is more handsome... thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has been happening in my life now.. other than the odd happenings like my dear ginny that pop out of the blue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i need to go out more often....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1796781134053976909?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1796781134053976909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1796781134053976909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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prank and im trying to get to the bottom of it.. no one tries to be funny with limpeh and gets away wit it.. if i can help it..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as you know.. im going about my biz of doing nothing and nuaing on good friday.. when i receive an sms with just a hello from a number i had never seen before... (although it did look kinda familiar... but donno where and when)..anyway.. i replied something cheeky since i didnt expect any reply at all.. so i replied: hi. if you are a guy go away. if you are a gal, are you pretty, if you are, pls reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and voila.. i got a reply.. didnt expect someone would reply to something like tis though.. haha.. anyway..(anyway.. its a gal called ginny although im not too sure now.. you guys wouldnt possibly expect me to write something about some guy rite??).. there were lots of sms exchange between us..i know tat i received about 100+ from her.. and of cos i reply about the same amount.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;content was kinda funny though.. she(or it) likes to ask me about my ex gfs(alarm bell 1).. and what we normally do in the bedroom(alarm bell 2).. can you imagine we exchanged over a 100 smses over topics like this? well.. im hell not going to tell her(or it) what exactly i do wit the exes.. but with the flair of an exhibitionist.. the knowledge of an porn addict and the pen of a poet.. and the typing speed of a seasoned handphone user.. i described all the moves i supposingly used on me exes.. and what they do to me la.. oh well.. im taking exageration to its limits.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ginny was very very interested mostly in physical things bet me and gf.. don understand why gals can be like tat.. so i suspect ginny is maybe gino or something with a dick.. after 2 days.. we progressed to msn.. and there is where i got a 1st glimpse of her(or it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_OWxTl9MtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JErXphJS_O4/s1600-h/ginny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184653369850802898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/R_OWxTl9MtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JErXphJS_O4/s400/ginny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. seriously.. i think the photo not bad la.. quite chio mah... plus the nei nei like quite big.. long hair.. skinny... i like... so of cos must continue tokking.. plus i was bored and had nothing to do.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we tok on msn for a few times more.. and on the following tues after good fri.. she told me she as horny from listening to all those kinky pictures i planted in her mind.. hmm.. interested.. being a very practical person and a serial prankster meself.. i suspect that hey.. must be someone trying to disturb me la.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;unfortunately.. thats about the last contact i had with ginny.. i haven been able to contact her by phone.. she never replies my smses anymore... and she disappeared on msn.. cant get her by e mail as well.. got the mailbox unavailable error msg.. the ways i have to get someone is not wat everyone can think of.. but looks like ginny covered its tracks well.. i have been unable to get any more info on her(or it) since last tues.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i have come up with the possible conclusions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) its a prank.. someone.. and i suspect someone i know is trying to catch me out.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) its really a gal called ginny.. and she got cold feet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in any case... i don think i will proceed with any action anymore la.. abit sian liao.. and the novety is wearing off.. if the gods would have it.. i would prob be crossing swords with tat person again.. and i god help tat person if im feeling too kind.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: if someone recognised this photo.. can someone drop me a mail?.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3188439468653876550?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3188439468653876550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1906736676992780422</id><published>2008-01-24T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:17:08.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another letter to my boss</title><content type='html'>Dear Boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friendly Letter &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really nice to see that you are coping quite well after receiving my letter of resignation. You have took over my position as the QA manager. However, some relevant knowledge is still need to do the job properly. I can see that you are seriously lacking in training and would really suggest that you get yourself up to speed with the ISO 9001 and 17025 standards. That might take some time though but it really heartwarming for me to see that you are doing all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its really apparent now that the company is seriously lacking in manpower to set up the lab. After my resignation, I realised that you have been doing all you can to ensure a smooth transition of responsibilities by dumping all my other jobs to the technical manager. I think letting him do all the work has got its benefits. He can be more involved in the running of the lab and he can even be a one man lab setup and testing machine. Having employees like him can surely only bring the company more cost effectiveness as he is lowly paid but still can do everything. Guys like him put the terminator to shame. In case you don know, terminator is now the governer of california.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to express my apologies in not being able to delay my last day to suit your request. I have to leave on the 20th of Feb 2008 because my mother will beat me with a cane if I do not do so. She tells me that yours is a crappy company that offers low pay and overloads employees with work. I tried to defend you by telling her that's not true but she threatened to throw me off the toilet bowl if I continued. My mother insist that since I have told you about 6 months ago to hire somemore engineers so that I can train them up to do the job,  its not my fault now that Im unable to help you do training in such a ridiculously short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im quite proud of the mettle of the remaining lab staff. After being thrown so much extra work, they are still slogging to handle all the new responsibilities. I suggest you empower them with more responsibilities as they are likely all supermen from the planet kypto. Some kyptonite will sort out any unrest amoung them. But since they need the money no matter how little, they won't dream of leaving. Just continue to load them with more work, im sure they can take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, have an early night and a good rest because you are going to need all the energy you have to deal with daily issues. I know where to get anti depressants if you need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicelegs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1906736676992780422?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1906736676992780422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1906736676992780422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1906736676992780422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1906736676992780422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2008/01/yet-another-letter-to-my-boss.html' title='yet another letter to my boss'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2515285922103776070</id><published>2008-01-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:56:39.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new job at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Boss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letter of resignaton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pls be informed that I wish to tender my resignation with immediate effect. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for your guidence the last 2 years I have been with this company. Thank you for lying about sending me to japan's R&amp;amp;D for 2 years and thank you for promising me a 3.2k salary but giving me less than that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really appreciate the time and effort you took to come up with these lies. I have decided that its time to stop doing charity and find a job that pays according to experience, responsibilities and capability.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had mentioned to you more than once that more manpower is needed in order for the lab to function properly, but I did not see any increase in manpower. It might be that you had more important things to think of like when to take your holidays, who to shift the blame to when the lab isn't up and running or simply just how to take over the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lastly, I would like to say that Im happy to finally find an organization that does not prepares itself for staff changes or development. Working in such an organization really has made me a more charitable and reasonable person. I learned that I should not expect to be appreciated or paid the correct wages just because I handle almost everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the best for the future and try not to blame my team members when they too tender their resignations over the next few months. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your faithfully,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nicelegs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2515285922103776070?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/2515285922103776070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>wat a bastard of a husband</title><content type='html'>hallo pple. long time no post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood to write la.. the same complains.. lousy job lousy pay lousy boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this &lt;a href="http://mylittlenewhope2.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; today.. and i think its very hard on her.. assholes comes in different shapes and sizes and they come in 2 genders as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes out to her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3100707639158878540?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3100707639158878540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3100707639158878540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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has healed. now it looks like there is another line in my palm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has happened since last entry... nothing to be excited about except for one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty happy to go out and have dinner( or sorts).. and someone looks better everytime i see her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job wise.. still suck.. japan posting still no news... tell my boss also like tat.. knn.. the stupid audit got delayed again.. haiz.. this time til jan.. which means the chance of my japan posting is delayed again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applied for masters in ntu.. for human factor engineering.. donno will get or not.. if get then can threaten my boss with it.. more pay.. japan.. or i quit and go do my masters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now doing tests in -30degrees conditions.. damn freaking cold in the heat chamber.. knn.. wear all the thermal colding also like tat.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray tat i get posted to japan early next year.. amen..&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to USA too.. they need engineering design services.. but prob in oct cos my schedule damn packed.. busy like siao.. pay like fuck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7239237345063709568?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7239237345063709568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7239237345063709568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7239237345063709568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7239237345063709568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/08/progress-report-on-hand.html' title='progress report on hand'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RtT59p_2cDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Fi7MAYyiyBs/s72-c/DSC00861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-3215085233788978386</id><published>2007-08-27T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T12:47:57.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stitched removed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this morning went to have my stitches removed. now it looks like something ah boon really would like.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heng he in USA now.. or else he would prob want to lick my hand.. knn.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RtJXaJ_2cCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xzUSfmYpECA/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103237434636136482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RtJXaJ_2cCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xzUSfmYpECA/s400/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8120533-3215085233788978386?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3215085233788978386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3215085233788978386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3215085233788978386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3215085233788978386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/08/stitched-removed.html' title='stitched removed'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RtJXaJ_2cCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xzUSfmYpECA/s72-c/DSC00860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2870704316720048223</id><published>2007-08-25T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:43:08.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs got injured</title><content type='html'>halo pple.. knn limpeh got injured again.. during basketball.. i think i damn injury prone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time is freak accident.. some guys arm got caught in between my index and middle finger.. resulting in the flap of skin in between being stretched til it breaks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you have it.. the skin torn and there was a large gash between my fingers..i can even see the flesh inside the hand.. damn gross.. looks like having period with a heavy diet of pineapples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. cow and chicken brough me to nuh a&amp;amp;e and waited with me for about 3 hours.. thank you pple.. treat you all makan sometime.. was thinking kushinbo.. want to eat sashimi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so wat happen was the doc had to stitch the skin together.. i have to take jabs 1st to numb the pain.. best part is the pain killer flow out of the torn area as soon as it was injected into my palm.. nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.. to leave you with the end product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rs_5B5_2cBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/adVYyEW91aA/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102570713977876498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rs_5B5_2cBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/adVYyEW91aA/s400/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint it gross?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2870704316720048223?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rs_5B5_2cBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/adVYyEW91aA/s72-c/DSC00858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8306681790290808259</id><published>2007-08-17T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:25:16.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY EMPLOYEES LEAVE ORGANISATIONS ?</title><content type='html'>Every company faces the problem of people leaving the company for better pay or profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year, Mark, a senior software designer, got an offer from a prestigious international firm to work in its India operations developing specialized software. He was thrilled by the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had heard a lot about the CEO. The salary was great. The company had all the right systems in place employee-friendly human resources (HR)policies, a spanking new office,and the very best technology,even a canteen that served superb food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice Mark was sent abroad for training. "My learning curve is the sharpest it's ever been," he said soon after he joined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, less than eight months after he joined, Mark walked out of the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did this talented employee leave ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark quit for the same reason that drives many good people away.The answer lies in one of the largest studies undertaken by the Gallup Organization. The study surveyed over a million employees and 80,000 managers and was published in a book called "First Break All The Rules". It came up with this surprising finding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're losing good people, look to their immediate boss. Immediate boss is the reason people stay and thrive in an organization. And he 's the reason why people leave. When people leave they take knowledge, experience and contacts with them, straight to the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People leave managers not companies," write the authors Marcus Buckingham and Curt Coffman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly manager drives people away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR experts say that of all the abuses, employees find humiliation the most intolerable. The first time, an employee may not leave,but a thought has been planted. The second time, that thought gets strengthened. The third time, he looks for another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people cannot retort openly in anger, they do so by passive aggression. By digging their heels in and slowing down. By doing onlywhat they are told to do and no more. By omitting to give the boss crucial information. Dev says: "If you work for a jerk, you basically want to get him into trouble. You don 't have your heart and soul in the job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different managers can stress out employees in different ways - by being too controlling, too suspicious,too pushy, too critical, but they forget that workers are not fixed assets, they are free agents. When this goes on too long, an employee will quit - often over a trivial issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented men leave. Dead wood doesn't." Jack Welch of GE once said. A company's value lies "between the ears of its employees".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8306681790290808259?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8306681790290808259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8306681790290808259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8306681790290808259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8306681790290808259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-employees-leave-organisations.html' title='WHY EMPLOYEES LEAVE ORGANISATIONS ?'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-4423874463549207078</id><published>2007-07-31T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:07:39.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo bu fu</title><content type='html'>looks like things hasnt been going the way i want it to go nowadays.. im not happy with alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think very soon i will become angry person once again.. i hate my job.. i hate my pay.. i hate my management..i don think i should work very hard from now on.... which is really a bad thing since i can perform quite well under pressure.. but i don want to work too hard for a company not rewarding me as they should..i don want to be shortchanged too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot work too hard under a boss who promise me on thing and cannot deliver.. of cos since im the king of wayang... i still wayanging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think under the present conditions.. if either one of my coll or me leaves.. then the project isnt going to succeed.. and the 2 of us arent paid the way we should be based on the responsibilites we hold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can safely say i feel no remorse if  going to leave an create a vacuum.. since they already let 2 of the more impt pple leave in the midst of the project....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the personal front.. hasnt been too good as well.. fuck everything la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4423874463549207078?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8369485697133297807</id><published>2007-07-16T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:35:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the place is going to the dogs</title><content type='html'>knn.. my boss hang carrot and the carrot rotten.. cb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never deliver on wat he promise.. cant give me wat he said.. tried to use the japan thing on me again.. no use liao la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cannot understand why we are working so hard and the pay and increment is damn fucked up... i guess the grade we get isnt by the hard work we put in.. why are some pple being paid alot more for less work?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super not motivated now.. you want me to lead.. i lead... lead where i donno.. let the guys who are getting more lead.. im taking a back seat.. and ill bail when the time is rite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8369485697133297807?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8369485697133297807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8369485697133297807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8369485697133297807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/8369485697133297807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/07/place-is-going-to-dogs.html' title='the place is going to the dogs'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-1873204005762370277</id><published>2007-06-26T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:36:16.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs is very busy</title><content type='html'>nowadays limpeh is damn busy.. knn.. alot of things to do la.. audit audit and audit.. knn.. so many things to prepare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its june now... and its increment month next month... hopefully boss will give me what he promise or i will chu pattern again.. i no like pple hang carrot in front of me and later i find out the carrot rotten one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been about 2 weeks since i last spoke to her.. donno how is she now.. was thinking of looking for her cos sometimes i miss her.. haiz.. damn fan jian la.. when with her.. then think of bad points.. now not with her.. think of her good points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donno wat to think la.. lai.. lao tian.. give me a sign..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1873204005762370277?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1873204005762370277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1873204005762370277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1873204005762370277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6419597381955869564</id><published>2007-06-12T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:42:45.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicelegs is single</title><content type='html'>haiz.. mrs nicelegs and me just broke up..i feel damn bad la. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been together for almost 2 years ba.. we had our differences.. and i think our characters sort of clash.. there are certain things tat she do that i cannot stand.. even though she started out with good intentions... alot of things she does is for the good of other pple.. but i cannot see our future together.. i mean i did try to picture it and see if we can live together as husband and wife but i think very difficult la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to see her cry... i just want to sayang her but i know i shouldnt.. i still like her actually but i don want to waste her time and then don want to marry her... and she isnt exactly very young.. its more cruel to drag on and then tell her tat i don see the future with her when she is like 30 plus.. i mean.. im a guy and im still considered young at 3o plus.. but for a gal.. pretty cruel to do that to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like im trying to justify the breakup but actually part of me still wants her to be my gf... but i know i shouldnt look back...its heartbreaking.. she never stray.. she never look at other guys.. she is different from tat bitch.. but i cannot see her as my wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe she isnt the one.. or maybe im too picky.. watever the case.. if in the end.. after one big round i realise that she is actually the one.. i will come back to look for her.. if she already has someone else.. then so be it.. i deserve it anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7103290344816991</id><published>2007-06-08T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T16:41:31.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to work</title><content type='html'>haiz.. today is fri le.. just came back from china on tues.. came to work on thurs.. and now fri.. tomoro weekends.. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love china.. as usual.. its always more fun going with a gp of frens.. used to go to china alot with my parents... last time la.. but damn sian la.. go with oldies.. go see mountain and rivers.. damn boring after a while la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time everyday like club til siao.. the gals there damn open and happening also la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs nicelegs isnt happy about it though.. so we arent tokking at the moment.. totally unreasonable.. i cant care less..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7103290344816991?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7103290344816991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7103290344816991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7103290344816991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7103290344816991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-to-work.html' title='back to work'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-4262082846870937015</id><published>2007-05-30T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:34:18.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in sg</title><content type='html'>sian la.. limpeh is back in sg ...&lt;br /&gt;lots of photos taken.. all on my yahoo photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another sian note.. work just got suckier.. cheebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-4262082846870937015?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-2225405484267260222</id><published>2007-05-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:43:47.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where i am now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went on google earth to find my location... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im staying in hotel rich time. its a business hotel.. room damn small.. but its ok la.. got adult channel on tv.. going at 1000 yen per day.. pretty interesting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtR3RvBfI/AAAAAAAAADA/b91Sl2xXnBs/s1600-h/sakura.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068006740594722290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtR3RvBfI/AAAAAAAAADA/b91Sl2xXnBs/s400/sakura.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had yakiniku yesterday.. damn nice.. the beef is damn nice la.. i don think you can get tat quality in singapore.. cost closed to 12000 yen though.. only 2 of us eating.. quite ex.. but damn nice.. its a once in a while thing.. everyday eat sure leong like siao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtSnRvBgI/AAAAAAAAADI/m3mPCUDYvYQ/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068006753479624194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtSnRvBgI/AAAAAAAAADI/m3mPCUDYvYQ/s400/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtTXRvBhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XIwpM_lu6PM/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068006766364526098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUtTXRvBhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XIwpM_lu6PM/s400/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually arrived on sun morning.. after putting down my lugguge.. went harujuku... there got alot of cosplay characters.. went abit too early.. so they arent out in full force yet.. so this is wat i have... this gal is damn chio la.. plus very nice costumes.. there are still other damn chio gals in cosplay.. but no chance to take pic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUwkHRvBjI/AAAAAAAAADg/V-xS3h1yCWo/s1600-h/CIMG0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068010352662218290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUwkHRvBjI/AAAAAAAAADg/V-xS3h1yCWo/s400/CIMG0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meiji shrine.. quite a famous shrine in tokyo i suppose... saw 2 pairs of different couples getting married... very interesting.. check out the pic where they march into the shrine.. the world is taking their pictures.. so i also not shy.. went in front to get a good shot.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUv1XRvBiI/AAAAAAAAADY/oQvaZlGpSng/s1600-h/CIMG0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068009549503333922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUv1XRvBiI/AAAAAAAAADY/oQvaZlGpSng/s400/CIMG0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went shopping after tat.. walk in one of their streets.. donno wat streets.. but very busy street.. and lots of jappy chio bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUwlXRvBkI/AAAAAAAAADo/2FfBf67i3mM/s1600-h/CIMG0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068010374137054786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUwlXRvBkI/AAAAAAAAADo/2FfBf67i3mM/s400/CIMG0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a pic of the famous japanese school gals... they waiting for train at sakura station... skirts are damn short.. short until really short.. they wear make up and they are quite pretty.. haiz.. no wonder so many jap porn got sch gals.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUxFXRvBlI/AAAAAAAAADw/w_6dla4oX6M/s1600-h/CIMG0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068010923892868690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUxFXRvBlI/AAAAAAAAADw/w_6dla4oX6M/s400/CIMG0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was on the train back from tokyo head office.. i think i was changing trains at chiba station. i think.. so just tat photo... anyway.. i bio the 2 gals in the pic when they were on the train.. and haiz.. damn chio again.. back view already very chio liao.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUxF3RvBmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z1lcNzl60WQ/s1600-h/CIMG0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068010932482803298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RlUxF3RvBmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z1lcNzl60WQ/s400/CIMG0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realise tat jap gals cant live without makeup.. i think they will never step out of the house with any makeup on.. there is even a saying tat the jap guys donno how they wives really look like.. the wives are up before they husbands and they go to sleep after the husbands... so they will always have make up on.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of the day.. i don think i will be too bored here.. cos so many gals.. so many pretty ones.. albeit wit makeup on... but they just look good la.. i like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-2225405484267260222?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tohkianyong/album?.dir=ce48scd&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tohkianyong/my_photos"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1782719339717825533?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1782719339717825533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1782719339717825533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1782719339717825533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1782719339717825533'/><link rel='alternate' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-717899117562321418</id><published>2007-05-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T17:25:12.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name isnt ren ci</title><content type='html'>been trying to get away for some time liao..knn.. still stuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been thinking of doing a masters lately.. the thought came after my 2nd interview at handphone.. got pple say my results not good.. knn.. my results not very good.. ya.. but i can work mah... wtf you want someone wit good results but cannot work.. dono how to deal wit the pressures of working life.. donno how to deal with pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. those soft skills i have..and those soft skills are the skills that should be the factors to doing the job well.. anyway.. since some pple are so shallow.. prob have to do a masters to cover up my lousy degree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i don feel like getting crap pay and doing a lot of work.. used to be.. im scheduled to go japan to work..so with that goal in mind.. i endure.. don think about the pay.. just cheong.. knn.. after one year i still in singapore.. ccb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone senior in my company left in apr.. and his work falls to me and another snr coll.. of cos he tahan abit more.. but he snr mah.. i not snr leh.. increase in workload without any corresponding increase in pay doesnt go down well wit me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounded out one of my colls today.. revealed that there has never been a 10% increment in the history of the company.. well.. the truth is.. even with a 10% increase.. my pay is still less than most of my frens.. and that is before their increment.. so.. fuck it la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don see the future in this company.. i don see myself in this company for long.. and i don see myself being posted to japan... so im trying for other jobs.. and the other alternative is to work til the end of the year.. get my puny bonus.. and do my masters.. either way.. im out of here by this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name isnt ren ci.. and im not doing charity...&lt;br /&gt;(speaking of which.. i recently donated a separate amt online to them... the phone system is so cock.. cb.. need to pay admin fee... fuck you la.. singtel)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-717899117562321418?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/717899117562321418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=717899117562321418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its abit sian waiting for tat call la.. i expect it to come but you never know.. when there is expectations.. then there would either be satisfaction if the expectation is met or there will be disappointment if the expectation isnt met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope for satisfaction..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3699220822877120655?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3699220822877120655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3699220822877120655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3699220822877120655'/><link rel='self' 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cow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update somemore next time superman...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-1878595551649105764?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/1878595551649105764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=1878595551649105764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1878595551649105764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/1878595551649105764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-waiting-for-call.html' title='im waiting for a call'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-529595001031270833</id><published>2007-03-16T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:19:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im at the crossroads of my life..</title><content type='html'>im at the crossroads of my life.. again.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;well anyway.. confused leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sleepy.. watch zhou xun until 3am yesterday again.. really gotta get some sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-529595001031270833?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-625971205567446926</id><published>2007-03-15T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:27:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rfi81liAm3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/HOEsfan6mzs/s1600-h/zhouxun_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041987411635116914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rfi81liAm3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/HOEsfan6mzs/s400/zhouxun_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe she is 30 years old this year?? she beats ziyi zhang.. hands down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. so cute..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-625971205567446926?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' 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AAB. not bad i say... lose me abit.. if i combine the total score for my 3 attempts at A levels.. i prob score better.. hur hur...anyway.. prob due to my persistent advices and keeping her from the dark side.. she did pretty well la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs nicelegs is sick... pretty sick by my standards.. having high fever at like 39 degrees.. later have to go and buy dinner for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching the condor heros vcds tat i bought from giant last week.. its like my fav jinyong show.. next would be tian long ba pu.. anyway.. this one got zhou xun.. and she is super cute... i just realise she is like 30 years old this year.. wahlao.. so old ah.. but look so cute leh.. i like.. just download her wallpaper... think i go stare at it and drool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are at zhu hai this week... have to put up wit the pig at home.. haiz.. sian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3493760819589394849?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3493760819589394849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3493760819589394849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3493760819589394849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3493760819589394849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-sooth-i-know-not-why-im-so-sad.html' title='in sooth i know not why im so sad'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-3345907747455228806</id><published>2007-03-09T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T16:19:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress is me</title><content type='html'>haiz.. knn.. nowadays damn stress... lots happening at my workplace... and hence my slumber must end abruptly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manpower suddenly became short.. or rather will be becoming short soon... and its the experience ones tat will be going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in terms of the projects we are doing now.. i suddenly become the seniorest.. from the juniorest to the seniorest.. knn.. tats a lot to take... and without any increase in pay.. and im still getting freshie pay even though i have been working almost 3 years.. cb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things tat i have to deal with.. simply becos there arent anyone to deal with those stuff..so i collect shit... i can think of alot of things that i have to take over... have to take over customers and so sales and application.. have to do lab setup.. have to do iso..knn.. and each isnt easy to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for a change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3345907747455228806?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3345907747455228806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3345907747455228806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3345907747455228806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3345907747455228806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/03/stress-is-me.html' title='stress is me'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-7435940399350391732</id><published>2007-02-23T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:56:05.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another stupid idea up north</title><content type='html'>luckily.. their leader still sane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdullah calls for halt to sex-spy plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 23, 2007 &lt;a href="http://news.asiaone.com/st/sth_index.html"&gt;The Straits Times&lt;/a&gt; JAKARTA -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIAN Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi yesterday called on state governments to stop forming 'snoop squads' to spy on Muslim couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His comments at the end of a two-day visit to Indonesia followed an earlier announcement by Terengganu state that it plans to hire spies to catch couples committing khalwat or 'close proximity', which is considered a sin in Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Seri Abdullah said spying could be considered an intrusion of privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.asia1.com.sg/click.ng/Params.richmedia=yes&amp;site=TAsia1Home&amp;amp;sec=a1_sti&amp;pagepos=1&amp;amp;size=300X250" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'We do not need to form groups for spying because if there is anything bad happening, there are laws on indecent behaviour in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If we want to go around spying on others, this can be seen as an intrusion of privacy,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;He added that the state religious departments have programmes that can be implemented to improve the morals of Muslims and inculcate Islamic values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian rights groups have reacted angrily to the plan to hire spies in Terengganu, fearing it would lead to abuse of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters-in-Islam, a Muslim women's group that champions gender rights, urged the state authorities to scrap the plan, saying 'moral policing by state religious authorities and their auxiliary services have often led to rampant abuses of power'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We call on the Terengganu government to call off its plan and to stop turning the people of Terengganu into spies of the state,' the group's programme manager Zaitun Kasim said in a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The public funds that will be wasted on this can be put to better use, particularly for public education.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the plan, spies trained by Terengganu's religious officials will be placed at hotels and parks. They will be rewarded for tipping off the authorities about couples in compromising situations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7435940399350391732?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7435940399350391732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7435940399350391732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7435940399350391732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7435940399350391732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-stupid-idea-up-north.html' title='another stupid idea up north'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8686420410183633774</id><published>2007-02-23T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:43:09.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small red dot of envy</title><content type='html'>sometimes its hard not to feel patriotic .. esp when we have neighbours up north.. further north.. and south..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why izzit tat some pple like to blame their shortcomings on others??.. does cutting some foreskin off at birth triggers that?? or having a lots of ah guas in your country somehow leads to this false conclusion??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green with envy over a red dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Janadas Devan, Senior Writer Feb 23, 2007 &lt;a href="http://news.asiaone.com/st/sth_index.html"&gt;The Straits Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCUSATION:&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia's Parliamentary Speaker Agung Laksono says Singapore's reclamation projects could affect his country's maritime borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts:&lt;br /&gt;Singapore had a land area of about 580 sq km in the 1960s. By 2000, it had 660 sq km. That 80 sq km increase came at the expense of 80 sq km less sea for Singapore. Its reclamation works served to recover land from sea, not sea from land. And under international law, a country's sea territory cannot expand as its land territory expands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This point can be best illustrated by comparing small things to great. Take a look at a map of the United States. Continental US terminates on its west coast in California. But out there, in the wide blue yonder that is the Pacific Ocean, are the Hawaiian islands, and even further out, Guam. Just because the US has sovereignty over these islands does not mean that it also owns the huge chunk of ocean that lies between California and Hawaii or Guam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.asia1.com.sg/click.ng/Params.richmedia=yes&amp;site=TAsia1Home&amp;amp;sec=a1_sti&amp;pagepos=1&amp;amp;size=300X250" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Similarly, just because Changi Point, or whatever passes for Changi's 'Point' today, is now a few thousand metres closer to Indonesia's Batam than it used to be 40 years ago, does not mean that Singapore now owns a few thousand more metres of sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were possible to extend a country's sea territory so easily, Singapore could build a lighthouse at the edge of its current maritime boundary, claim a further 22km of sea from that point as its territorial waters, build another lighthouse at the edge of the new boundary, claim a further 22km of sea...and with a few more hops and jumps, the country's maritime boundary could extend all the way to the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Laksono, relax. The United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea does not work that way. As an Indonesian expert, Professor Hikmahanto Juwana of the University of Indonesia, has pointed out - and as any number of other experts would too - Singapore can reclaim land only at the expense of its own sea territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's necessary trade-off of sea for land has to occur within its existing maritime boundaries, or it cannot occur at all. Singapore used to buy sand from Indonesia till recently, but it cannot get sea - ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accusation:&lt;br /&gt;Johor Menteri Besar Abdul Ghani Othman said a few weeks ago that the floods in his state, including in Kota Tinggi, were caused by reclamation works off Singapore's Tekong island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts:&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister Najib Razak has dismissed this claim, so there is no need to go on about it at great length. Just one small point here would suffice: As one writer to The Straits Times' Forum page put it: Kota Tinggi (which means 'high fort') is called what it is because it is situated at a high elevation. Water cannot possibly flow upwards from Kota Bawah (which is what Singapore is in terms of elevation) to Kota Tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity, Menteri Besar Abdul Ghani, causes apples to fall down. It cannot make apples, let alone water, fall up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accusation:&lt;br /&gt;The head of Thailand's Council for National Security, General Sonthi Boonyarataglin, claimed that Singapore's Temasek Holdings' control of Shin Corp's mobile phone and satellite operations would jeopardise his country's national security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts:&lt;br /&gt;It took a while, but Thailand's own Minister for Information and Communication Technology Sitthichai Pookaiyaudom pooh-poohed this claim on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He admitted on Thai television what the Singapore authorities have been at pains to explain for weeks now: That it would not be 'worth it' for Shin Corp to eavesdrop on its customers; that to do so would be to risk an awful scandal; and in any case, eavesdropping would require the cooperation of Thai managers and engineers at Shin Corp - and they 'would not be willing to do so'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sitthichai might have explained further that if Temasek had indulged in such activity in Thailand, it would have risked its telecom investments elsewhere in the world, including in Australia and the US. Temasek-owned telcos cannot invest anywhere in the world if they did not play by the rules everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbours know all these things. For every Mr Laksono in Indonesia, there is a Prof Hikmahanto; for every Datuk Abdul Ghani in Malaysia, a Deputy Prime Minister Najib; for every conspiracy theorist in Thailand, a sporadically rational Mr Sitthichai. Why are the sensible voices being drowned out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are any number of reasons, 'envy' being one, as some Singapore Members of Parliament and The Economist have suggested. Nationalism is another, as is clearly the case where Thailand is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is another, more worrisome, reason - and that is globalisation. For better or worse, Singapore, as the most economically dynamic country in Asean, has become globalisation's chief proxy in the region. And again, Thailand is Exhibit A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temasek's purchase of Shin Corp undoubtedly triggered a political upheaval in Thailand, leading finally to the downfall of its then-prime minister Thaksin Shinawatra, whose family controlled Shin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever one might think of the wisdom of the Shin deal in retrospect, the deal was the occasion, not the cause, of what transpired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, during the Asian Financial Crisis, the objects of blame were global financial markets and the International Monetary Fund; today they are Singapore and Temasek. The precise identity of the globalising agency does not quite matter. The fundamental problem here is that the Thai elite are confused about what to do about globalisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to be able to eat their cake and have it; they want the benefits of globalisation, but fear losing control; they want foreign investors, but only if 'my assets', as Gen Sonthi described Shin Corp, remain 'mine' and 'Thai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This confusion extends beyond Temasek. Since taking power in a military coup, Thailand's interim government has rattled investors by imposing capital controls, spoken vaguely of what it calls the 'sufficiency model' of development, and amended its Foreign Business Act to limit foreign ownership of Thai companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Thai elite have tried to command, as of old, a country that had already globalised to a significant extent since the introduction of market-oriented policies following the 1997-98 financial crisis. Predictably, the result is that foreign investment has ground to a virtual halt and the economy has slowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationalism - and its ugly cousin, envy - are the mirror-images of anti-globalisation. So long as Singapore remains committed to globalisation, it will remain the object of accusation and blame. Till the region as a whole decides to accept the logic of globalisation, this is the price Singapore will have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for our neighbours - and ultimately, for Singapore as well - our neighbours are likely to pay an even heftier price for their failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this reader man.. hes good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-8686420410183633774?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/8686420410183633774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=8686420410183633774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thanks alot for your money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is not exception.. but its still as boring.. now.. cny is more like a break.. no need to go work.. yay.. other than my frens still working shift at the fab.. then no choice la.. but at least you are paid more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really losing patience with my pay.. i think prob i will lose to a fresh grad... and i have been working for like 3 years liao.. experience wis.. got quite alot under my belt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im only waiting for this company to sent me overseas to work.. if not for this.. i will prob leave.... cant survive on this pay forever mah... and the general feedback is the pay here is always lower than outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im not going to leave my colls in the lurch now.. im going to complete this project and then consider.. not becos im a man of honor and all that shit.. but becos i want to add this project to my resume.. increment is coming in july.. and tat will be a very very big factor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. cny passes without much to tok about..&lt;br /&gt;1st day.. went to relatives house... usual niceties.. tok tok.. take ang pao....at nite go to cow's house to play marjong wit ah boon and chicken.. only played 2 rounds in like 8 hours.. damn slow man.. but not easy to be fast if you have someone mistaking the cock(1 tai) for 1 bamboo(bird)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day... nothing much also.. mrs nicelegs come to my house.. then after tat we go to her sister's house.. stay for a while.... eat pizza... and then they start to gamble 21 pts.. which i had no interest in playing.. left to play pool wit cow and boon after a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day... nua day... planning to nua the whole day in prep for work after the hols.. until my mum decided to cook porridge for dinner.. sian.. i don eat porridge at home... called mrs nicelegs but she going somewhere for visiting.. so wat to do.. no food.. decided to go to frens bbq after all.. at least there got food.. broke my 21 pt hiatus there and won about 10 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today limpeh come back to work.. but not much pple here.. most of them on leave... so i nua again..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... motivation is lacking la.. but how to get motivated on this kind of pay??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7179613935247341943?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7179613935247341943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7179613935247341943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7179613935247341943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7179613935247341943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-3365457400969455318</id><published>2007-02-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:48:26.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering wang pin</title><content type='html'>haiz.. sad case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang Pin is my choir teacher.. i used to go choir with the bitch.. started way back in 1999.... those were good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this post is not about the bitch.. its about the teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao shi as we like to call her was a very nice lady... really nice.. jovial.. and of cos quite round la.. and she loves to tok cock.. the choir was a fun place to go... and i seriously cant find another group of old pple tat got so much cock to tok.. and they are seriously funny pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing was fun... i mean.. even singing those so called chinese classics were pretty fun... and most imptly... the choir made it fun to sing.. and of cos.. cos i have talent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao shi has got really sharp ears.. she can tell who is singing wat and who is singing out of key even when the whole choir.. all 4 part.. tenor.. base.. suprano.. auto.. are singing together.. i remember when i was new..mostly the mistakes were made by me.. but i could get away wit anything by saying lao shi is very cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the choir went for performances overseas.. actually in malaysia la.. we went over to a few states... and those were really fun.. lao shi was really nice to tok to.. and she was a good fren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stop going to choir in my 2nd year in ntu.. after a performance in dbs auditorium in mid 2001.. cos i was failing some modules and mostly becos it became abit boring la..i mean.. sometimes sat nights i just want to go somewhere else la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bitch and i broke up in aug 2002 and i haven been to the choir ever since...haven been in contact with lao shi ever since too... and there isnt any chance to tok to her again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she passed away on the 8th apr 2006...ronald inform me.. but i was away on business trip at chiang mai... and i wasnt able to make it for her wake... its a regret for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today as i was slacking(as usual)... was reading the newpaper online during lunch time.. i came across this &lt;a href="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,123334,00.html?"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; tat started this sense of loss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears did flow when im writing this... may god(all religions) bless her wherever she is now..&lt;br /&gt;and seriously... i do miss her... but its too damn late....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-3365457400969455318?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/3365457400969455318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=3365457400969455318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/3365457400969455318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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individuals.  read article below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its not really about singles or couples not wanting to have babies. but the financial and social cost of having babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it.. the world is filled wit idiots.. there are pple living just below my unit that likes to complain about us making noise all the time.. when then best part is.. we are seldom home.. she even refuse to take the same lift as my mum.. haven happened to me.. but im looking forward to it... im so going to have a good time about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are pple in my block tat like to complain about the flowers pots on the corridor.. there are pple in my block that like to complain about leaking water.. and so on.. sometimes.. you wonder why pple my block are so cheebye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should start making complains to hdb too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should go:&lt;br /&gt;limpeh:hi.. i would like to make a complain..&lt;br /&gt;hdb officer: yes sir, wat would you like to complain about?&lt;br /&gt;limpeh: i want to complain that my neighbour living below my unit is very ugly. she is so ugly tat its affecting my appetite and the lift isnt working becos she is so ugly..&lt;br /&gt;hdb officer: very good sir.. she must really be ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something of tat sort... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Want to increase S'pore population? Here's how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Letter from seah leong khai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I am surprised at the Government's vision of increasing the population to 6.5 million from the current 4.5 million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As I see it, unless Singapore opens its floodgate to immigrants, it is near impossible to achieve this target. With our low birth rate, Singaporeans are not even reproducing enough to replace ourselves. There are many reasons for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Nowadays, Singapore men and women get married in the later years of their lives. There are many who choose to stay single. Other than for medical reasons, there are also many couples who do not want to have children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;How do you arrest this problem? Even though the Government has given these people more carrots such as tax incentives, baby bonus and longer maternity leave, the baby shortage situation remains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe it is time to dish out some sticks such as imposing more income tax on older singles who refuse to marry and able-bodied childless couples.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Another way is to attract more foreign women who are qualified and who share similar cultural and social background to come to Singapore and allow them to marry the locals. Offer them permanent residence status and citizenship if they can produce two or more children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. pples views are so narrow and their actions so stupid.... they just make me want to remould the shape of their heads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe... nicelegs.. breathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7449624279018273617?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7449624279018273617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7449624279018273617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7449624279018273617'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2007/02/slingers-game.html' title='slingers game.'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/Rcq9n4Mem_I/AAAAAAAAABI/x37twob4XtQ/s72-c/DSC00331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-5506681633955290621</id><published>2007-02-07T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T15:55:19.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well.. long time never update</title><content type='html'>well.. nothing much to write.. so well.. this photo will have to do la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for you ah boon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RcmFtYMem-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tVAq1Tq4pnM/s1600-h/DSC00316_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028697473571265506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RcmFtYMem-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tVAq1Tq4pnM/s400/DSC00316_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally difference note.. read &lt;a href="http://news.asiaone.com/st/st_20070207_88427.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-5506681633955290621?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/5506681633955290621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-140169493668701839</id><published>2007-01-17T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:58:30.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halo pple. pls support</title><content type='html'>halo my fan... i have set up a sales blog for mrs nicelegs..&lt;br /&gt;you know she sells undies and now she is selling bags too... will post up pictures of the available designs and stuff....&lt;br /&gt;pls go support ok??&lt;br /&gt;its at &lt;a href="http://www.alicetch.blogspot.com"&gt;www.alicetch.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures coming soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-140169493668701839?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/140169493668701839/comments/default' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-3236077214183222972</id><published>2007-01-08T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:30:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2007</title><content type='html'>halo my fans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like the sianness has carried on to 2007.. haven been bloggin la.. sian leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... lots to tok about.. got things to complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st... bangkok.. ccb.. which fucker go and bomb bbk la.. knn.. limpeh want to go la.. going this fri.. paid everything liao then new years day.. those cheebyes must bomb bbk..don care la.. still going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd.. tat cheebye income don want to pay my post hospitalisation. knn.. tat 8 days hospitalisation also only pay be partial.. donno why also.. cheebye.. don buy income insurance liao.. knn.. ironic la.. there is an article on the income website by the ex CEO saying that its a myth tat income don pay... well... coming from a victim.. i think really.. income don pay la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to see doc.. blood test...so far everything ok.. told him about income not paying and he was pissed... he say he will write to income.. and ask them if its their policy to refuse payment to patients who could be actually staying in hospital and paying more. the point is i agree to be discharged so tat the bill can be less.. and i don have to claim to much from income.. now they reject my claims.. ccb la.. fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not going to get anymore stuff from income.. cb... prob get from AIA la.. my fren selling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice start to the year... fuck income fuck the fuckers who bomb bangkok... fuck you all big big.. chao chee bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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spending... go figure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-7855030446690648737?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/7855030446690648737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=7855030446690648737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7855030446690648737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/7855030446690648737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/2006/12/interesting.html' 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missus and that cost 328 per pax.. quite cheap i think for a normal airline.. this christmas.. i went to ask the price.. and it cost 400 plus to 500 to go to bbk.. haiz..so wait for jan lor.. so this time.. its costing me 368 per pax... so ok la.. just take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so going in the middle of the month.. quite look forward.. bbk has always been pretty exciting.. i mean for shopping la.. see alot of things... can buy alot of things.. high leh... not like my last trip... haiz.. nothing to buy... stuck in a high class village outside bbk.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. was tokking to ah boon about bangkok being bbk.. and not bkk or something... and since its ah boon.. i think he is actually thinking bbk= bu...ka...ke..&lt;br /&gt;there you go... his booness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh ya.. superman. one day i should go down to your house.. i just bought a 80gb portable hd.. wink wink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end.. stay in hotel and sleep... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya.. this is the place where we had lunch.. cos we cant find anywhere to eat.. so in end.. found this school canteen where we had fried rice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RZDyt6-rl-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fOLB9WILJCs/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012773256003557346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RZDyt6-rl-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fOLB9WILJCs/s400/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got nothing much to show also la.. so i took pics of the new bangkok airport.. and on the plane.. can see the pple so kiasu.. all hurry to take their hand luagge the money the place stops moving..so many gancheong spiders..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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dollars'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IINMiBGUcCs/RZDyt6-rl-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fOLB9WILJCs/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-8447740782235692847</id><published>2006-12-11T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:11:45.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven been writing for sometime</title><content type='html'>dear blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven been updating you for sometime.. but really sometimes damn lazy to update leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too much happening..&lt;br /&gt;last sat went for elvis's 2 little children's birthday.. er.. actually i didnt know how old they are leh.. paiseh.. uncle nicelegs pao 2 angpaos for the twins.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents and tat pig going to china this weekend.. more like thurs actually.. leaving me at home.. and at work.. but then again.. i don like to go overseas with my parents.. damn mafan one la.. so im the king of the castle and the imperial sedan chair.. until i go bbk next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather excited(although the effect gone liao) to go bbk.. er.. not to play.. business trip.. meet some customers.. going with a laojiao.. so im supposed to learn from him.. but then i got to get as much technical info into my head in this short space of time.. siao liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fri also going for dental in the morning.. then meeting someone for lunch... then come work.. took AM leave this fri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you notice.. my post is becoming more boring and boringer.. i write liao i also sian...&lt;div 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sometime'/><author><name>nicelegs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392307590430050133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/81/241550874_57e8ff74df_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8120533.post-6867678349806166052</id><published>2006-12-08T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:58:01.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don feel good</title><content type='html'>knn.. back abit pain.. sian..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6867678349806166052?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6867678349806166052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>wah.. i knew something dark would come out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-6608042123219696838?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/6608042123219696838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=6608042123219696838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8120533/posts/default/6608042123219696838'/><link 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wah.. she knew it was coming before i even pop the question.. tats wat i call someone who knows me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.. so shes working there.. somemore just one floor above my good sister fren.. so she sees her almost everyday but she did a nice job keeping quiet cos i know she doesnt want me to know.. unlike tat idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. appreciate the discretion.. really do.. but i think now no need to worry... im alot less angry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8120533-116419149581049658?l=nicelegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicelegs.blogspot.com/feeds/116419149581049658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8120533&amp;postID=116419149581049658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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