<?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-13283630</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:20:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradoxical Thoughts - Stirred, Shaken &amp; Heavily Mixed Up</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3130467245368905309</id><published>2008-11-28T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:29:03.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was summer 98 in australia... i was a frisky 15 year old.. with a mustache!... god memories.. like it was just yesterday.... and these were hot on the charts then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_Bknaq_oew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_Bknaq_oew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Sounds Better With You - Stardust (this is the DiscoTech mix though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZbTpANdI54&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZbTpANdI54&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Horny - Mousse T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLkIB5l-OlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLkIB5l-OlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Fly - The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers! wankers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. i missed y'all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3130467245368905309?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3130467245368905309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3130467245368905309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3130467245368905309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3130467245368905309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-summer-98-in-australia.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-1215183005388403934</id><published>2008-07-18T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:13:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoah… I’ve been gone like forever aint it… im not dead.. im not depressed.. im not suicidal… I’ve just been tremendously busy… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July has been good so far… I feel I got my career back on track… im with a new company now.. huge ass group… prolly everything is falling in place and if everything goes well.. should work out just fine in due time….&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird yet interesting… I’ve been killing myself for almost a year for giving up that opportunity to manage operations in Malaysia… I couldn’t help but blame that certain someone who said she’ll return.. but never did… I felt cheated and so stupid for giving up something so big.. &lt;br /&gt;But opportunities do come around a second time.. and hell if I was gonna let this pass me by… im back working with the same guy who offered me the Malaysian job… the company we were with is apparently crumbling in Malaysia.. and to think I’d only lasted bout a year if I took that job… I’ve been killing myself for nothing…&lt;br /&gt;Thru a series of events we’re reunited.. in a new company… and we’re bigger and stronger… I think this is the one… I have the opportunity to shine again… &lt;br /&gt;Work is my biggest priority now… in between meetings and traveling to the west.. I’ve practically no time for anything else…. Im lucky if I get to visit the orchard club twice a week…. Moving closer to orchard seems like a joke now… cause I hardly ever venture into orchard now… I miss orchard so much… hilarious I know… the west is so different… and it takes me 45 minutes to get there….  But you gotta do..what you gotta do to shine… “you’ll never know if you don’t go… you’ll never shine if don’t glow”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradoxicalthoughts will still be active… but posts will be pretty scarce for now… my apologies to my frequent readers… but fret not… &lt;br /&gt;After many long nights and lotsa hard work… im proud to announce &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drastikfantastik.wordpress.com"&gt;drastikfantastik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially launched yesterday…. &lt;a href="http://www.drastikfantastik.wordpress.com"&gt;drastikfantastik&lt;/a&gt; is a collaboration between yours truly and niki-t…. its something like klue.com from the eyes of two gila expats living and socializing in Singapore… we’ll be highlighting events.. food.. and places… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do update your bookmarks… links.. and drop us an email if you have something interesting in singapore for us to review…. Pro bono of course..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-1215183005388403934?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1215183005388403934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=1215183005388403934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1215183005388403934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1215183005388403934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoah-ive-been-gone-like-forever-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-4501907483392123493</id><published>2008-06-23T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:23:20.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:410%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;drink beer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lose weight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2oDMfRTUoo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2oDMfRTUoo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-4501907483392123493?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4501907483392123493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=4501907483392123493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4501907483392123493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4501907483392123493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/drink-beer.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-1062601362084309744</id><published>2008-06-11T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:51:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:480%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wet dreams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:220%;" &gt;do come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SE9D7H2TUmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fiEFmpHtbJw/s1600-h/iphone_270x269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SE9D7H2TUmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fiEFmpHtbJw/s320/iphone_270x269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210457976889102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;holy mother of.... i've been waiting for this.. seems like forever.. but it will officially be available on july 11.... mark your calenders geeks...&lt;br /&gt;i've always liked the i-phone 1.0.. but i knew apple will definitely release a better version.. such has been case with the ipod...&lt;br /&gt;the best part is.. the freakin price..!! the i-phone 2.0 is only 199usd for the 8gb model... holy smokes.. thats less than 300sgd!! tears of joy baby.. tears of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya know.. the i-phone isnt all perfection yet.. there's no mms capability... there's no copy &amp;amp; paste option.. there's no video recording!..there's no voice command.. and bluetooth flexibility is shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but screw those right.. hell if im gonna complain for 199usd! after all.. i use my o2atom only for calls.. sms.. and wifi... i dont even need freakin 3g.. the i-phone 2.0 provides me with everything i use on a daily basis plus gps to booth.. sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping singtel doesnt mark up the price too much.. if not i'll just have to get it posted from the states..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-1062601362084309744?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1062601362084309744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=1062601362084309744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1062601362084309744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1062601362084309744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/wet-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SE9D7H2TUmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fiEFmpHtbJw/s72-c/iphone_270x269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-7723046919345732139</id><published>2008-05-29T10:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:01:03.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:280%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;singing.. food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:480%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;liquor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:480%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and cakes&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:350%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you want more..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4VzbFCkuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bSYkTnG1-kg/s1600-h/P1030330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4VzbFCkuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bSYkTnG1-kg/s320/P1030330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205622192473281250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was staring out the kitchen window... couldnt help but notice this beautiful thingy in the sky... i just had to grab the cammy... it was just after the rain.. if i recall right... looking at it.. i just felt so warm... it was like a breath of fresh air.. something like a sense of assurance.. very significant i felt.. for me anyway... cause i had just accepted an offer from another company.. and was waiting to throw my resignation in the face of this goddamn cancer of a company im with now... like phew! finally.. finally... i feel alive.. i feel free... its a new start.. and looking at that sky.. i couldnt help but smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;insane..insane april and may... we we're told that our landlord wants to sell the apartment.. so we had a month to move out.. it was stated in the contract.. that we'd only be given a month... something us wankers failed to notice... shifting places isnt always easy... finding a place and attending open houses is another pain in the ass.. i somehow managed to skip all that... the cat did all the work.. and now we've signed up for a 4+1 with a 16 or 17th floor view.. i cant be sure cause i havent visited the unit.. but we've signed for it and stuff.. one month's salary is gone on the deposit and agents fees.. which totally sucks monsters balls... i'll have to live of my savings... while trying to remove as little as possible from the savings pool... i know.. i cant help it.. it ended up a lil over budget..  we cant help it.. the first month is always the blow to the nut sack... but we need a place.. i've been told its nice.. 17 or so floor view.. balcony even... and only 4 stops from orchard.... thats settled for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;packing... god! packing... i've got time to start.. but i just cant get to doing it... procrastination rules... the men of the rekhraj family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;half my wardrobe is filled.. filled.. i tell it you.. with stuff i never wear.. stuff i've worn a couple of times.. there are even some with the bloody tags still on them!.... still on them!! for them im dead serious bout setting up an e-bay account.. and selling them off.. wouldnt you pay $15 for almost new gap..aeropostale..a&amp;amp;f.. st john's bay stuff? i wonder how i managed to wear stuff that seem so big for me now.. i couldnt have lost that much weight.. weirdness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4ei7FCkvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MJN7VFMxThE/s1600-h/P1030336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; display: block; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4ei7FCkvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MJN7VFMxThE/s320/P1030336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205631804610089714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thats mami emily getting the kids drunk... she was serving up some wicked ass fruit liquor.. man that cognac killed it.. it was so strong.. i didnt even bother opening that bottle of johnny red..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was em's birthday yesterday... we crashed her place... it was really good... meeting up with everyone.. it was just us the old nike posse.. and some other friends.. some have left.. some are leaving... some are gonna leave... i hate it but the conversation always centers round bitching bout work and how much we miss each other.. it's always awesome being with good company.. em's like a mother.. and just like my mom...she's always trying to hook me up with someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4gX7FCkwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HhJ4M6QcSzI/s1600-h/P1030333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; display: block; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4gX7FCkwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HhJ4M6QcSzI/s320/P1030333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205633814654784258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the food was oh so awesome.. for god's sake it was home cooked.. and it was pinoy.. read: home cooked pinoy food! i should smack myself for not taking better pics.. i could have taken individual macro shots.. but no... i just dug in... home cooked pinoy food + starving paradoxx.. aint an excuse enough.. then i dont know what is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;from top left: noodle thingy.. fruit salad.. which niki kept insisting was dessert.. it was sweet yeah but went really well with rice.. bbq chicken wings.. kare-kare.. and menudo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the kare-kare was this realy fatty pieces of pork.. and really bonny.. seriously really boney meat turns me off.. i dont mind fat but there has to be meat as well.. the kare-kare was just fat and bones! but the gravy was peanuty-licious! i feel like having some kare-kare gravy right now! the menudo's my favourite... oh my god... so good.. tomato based with lean pork.. carrots i think.. and some liver.. i wasnt expecting the liver.. but thank god it was in tiny cuts.. so it didnt really kill me.. menudo's the bomb.. you could totally have it over pasta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4kxbFCkxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/t_MWX3lYTCo/s1600-h/P1030340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4kxbFCkxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/t_MWX3lYTCo/s320/P1030340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205638650787959570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em had the honor or having two cakes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4lmbFCkyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_Xzk2Vkphew/s1600-h/P1030339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; display: block; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4lmbFCkyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_Xzk2Vkphew/s320/P1030339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205639561321026338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but ofcourse.. whats a pinoy party without karaoke.. i seriously wasnt expecting that.. but what was i thinking.. my mind was too clouded by the food i reckon... i seriously didnt wanna make an ass of myself.. i wasnt even half way blissful yet.. read: intoxicated... i didnt want them to go like.. oi! get that putang-ina bombay off the mic....!!! but everyone was singing mellow.. mellow songs... like whats up with that... so i had to step up and rock elvis's hound dog... im good as elvis.. but the karaoke machine totally hated me.. 10 out of 100... *shakes head* at least i stepped u.. :p we rocked out to kokomo after that... thanks to niki.. unbelievable.. most of us werent even intoxicated yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-7723046919345732139?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7723046919345732139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=7723046919345732139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7723046919345732139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7723046919345732139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/singing.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SD4VzbFCkuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bSYkTnG1-kg/s72-c/P1030330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5587242275271792732</id><published>2008-05-07T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T03:05:24.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:450%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;brilliant....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KA2B5X0LhMY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KA2B5X0LhMY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signature (Suleman Mirza &amp;amp; Madhu Singh) performing on britain's got talent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai's representing yaar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5587242275271792732?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5587242275271792732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5587242275271792732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5587242275271792732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5587242275271792732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/bloody-brilliant.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-4854161702782478033</id><published>2008-05-05T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:21:27.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:300%;" &gt;He was turned to steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:280%;" &gt;In the great magnetic field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:280%;" &gt;When he traveled time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:200%;" &gt;For the future of mankind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is here&lt;br /&gt;For Iron Man to spread fear&lt;br /&gt;Vengeance from the grave&lt;br /&gt;Kills the people he once saved..... thats ozzy's version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... i was proven wrong... iron man did rock!....&lt;br /&gt;i had hesitations cause i dont like stuff with too much cgi... and i never really fancied robert downey jr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell yea.. iron man was awesome... the cgi was perfectly fine..the ending could have been a lil better though.. but still it aint too shabby.. and downey dude... loving that french beard....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give it a 7/10.... im being bias.. so sod off.. only cause street kings is still my movie of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on the list is speed racer.. (go! speed racer.. go!) i've come to accept the amount of cgi in the movie... but im still not sure bout seeing rain on the big screen... biasness i know... again.. sod off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Mercy - Duffy&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: blur-ish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-4854161702782478033?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4854161702782478033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=4854161702782478033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4854161702782478033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4854161702782478033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-was-turned-to-steel-in-great.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6662062889550155640</id><published>2008-04-30T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:48:28.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;International Marathon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:480%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in Borneo...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..alright.. thats right.. you read right.. the first ever Borneo International Marathon is all set and ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;They even have a website up... *serious* &lt;a href="http://www.borneomarathon.com/home.html"&gt;Check it out for more info..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently mr. big coconuts &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&amp;amp;q=elephantitis"&gt;(elephantitis?)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/"&gt;kenny sia&lt;/a&gt;.. has already signed up for the half marathon.. come on if he can drag all that access weight thru a half marathon.. what are you guys with normal nuts waiting for.. ?&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. kenny has actually made this event very interesting... for all you kenny freaks out there... join the race... stay close to him.. get some friends to wait around the corner.. ambush him... and tah dah.. $40 = race joining fee..&lt;br /&gt;kenny sia showing you some love in your basement = priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all you haters out there... join the race as well... *ahem* kick him down while running.. *ahem* throw your energy bar at him.. whatever, even if you dont win.. you'll go home smiling with a vengence... everyone wins either way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marathon is set to take place on the 12th of October 2008... flagging off from the Likas Sports Complex.. Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.. i've never visited Kay Kay before.. but i can assure you, that there are no genital swelling mosquitoes around..&lt;br /&gt;Major events include the 10 click.. half marathon (famous blogger included) and the full marathon... up to 4.5K in cash for the winner.. you know they gotta be serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again do check out &lt;a href="http://www.borneomarathon.com/home.html"&gt;borneomarathon.com&lt;/a&gt; or e-mail Shan Sandhu at shandemon@yahoo.com for more info and answers to your questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan.. I’ll be expecting that bottle of scotch in the mail soon ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*ParadoxicalThoughts is not responsible for the safety of kenny sia before/during and/or after the borneo international marathon... ParadoxicalThoughts suggests if you cant take a joke, get the fuck out of here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6662062889550155640?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6662062889550155640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6662062889550155640&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6662062889550155640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6662062889550155640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:200%;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:480%;"&gt;pictures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SA4bylw8WII/AAAAAAAAAJY/CHHvM1oF_M8/s1600-h/P1030284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SA4bylw8WII/AAAAAAAAAJY/CHHvM1oF_M8/s320/P1030284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192117976349563010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SAyruPACefI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vIWL48_SU0o/s1600-h/P1030272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SAyruPACefI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vIWL48_SU0o/s320/P1030272.JPG" alt="" 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title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/SA4bylw8WII/AAAAAAAAAJY/CHHvM1oF_M8/s72-c/P1030284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3429295957144750337</id><published>2008-03-26T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T05:49:44.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;march... and ive been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;partying like a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:450%;"&gt;funky bunny..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dancing man... i try new moves in the shower.. in the lift.. while doing my hair.. dancing is sweet! zouk just didnt do it the other day.. i love house and trance.. but i just couldnt groove to it... house and trance + lotsa booze + beach party (per se) would be awesome.. otherwise it just doesnt cut it... we've been spending quite a lot of time at the rupee room.. this hindi club.. i shit you not! the music is non stop.. the adrenaline is non stop... everything's in patialla measurements man.. aka double pack... imagine a typical punjabi wedding function.. lotsa beers n scotch.. and dancing... hindi music's not really my thing.. but the dj's pretty good at mixing it up and i can totally get jiggy with it... one of the bouncers recognizes me as the "fantastic dancer".. im not making this up people.. but seriously fantastic is stretching it way too far mate... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 25... its amazing.. i've been around for a quarter century.. people are in disbelieve im 25.. not that i look older... they keep saying bollocks! you're like 22 the most..! someone guessed i was 17 even! how sad kan..? baby face (apparently) aside.. funny thing is i dont feel anything like 25... how is 25 suppose to feel like.. no idea.. but seriously i still feel like a kid... this whole age thing is so over rated man.. im kinda gettin used to this hey you dont look 25 thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that a side.. its rather scary being 25... it just hit me that day.. mentally very painful... like holy batman! im gonna be 30 in 5 years!! i havent achieved jack shit.. as per my expectations.... i gotta totally stop relying on mom and dad in 5 years...&lt;br /&gt;for god's sake i wanted to retire at 30... i still wanna retire at 30 man... its not that i havent been serious in live... but to me i keep screwing up... i feel like im always moving back.. dad say's "secret to success is right decisions... right decisions come from experience.. and experience is gained from wrong decisions.." so cheers to that i reckon... for now i dont feel complete... i could be so much better.. i could be in a better position.. making more money.. feeling more important.. could.. hate that single word man... i am where i am now.. even though im not where i think i ought to be.. i cant deny that im learning so much... new stuff every time.. which will proove to be very valuable in the years to come... but i cant take it bending over and i have 5 years to make the best of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talkin with someone over ayam penyek and donuts earlier... and she made me realize that perhaps i have too much expectations.. too high expectations.. and it hit me.. geez robin! you're effing right... i have this whole life planned in my head.. where i should be.. what i should be.. family.. marriage... i even want a daughter first.. if i ever have kids...&lt;br /&gt;she says its better not to have expectations.. and just go with it.. you'd be happier with what you have in front of you.. true...&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. i never planned to be in this state.. this state of uncertainty.. why am i here.. decisions.. wrong but apparently smart ones at those times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whats wrong with expectations.. besides the disappointment when you dont meet your expectations... okay disappointment sucks big time.. but it kinda sets the standard... i like to be pushed to the max... i dont mind working like a hamster on a spinning wheel.. but i wanna feel good about it.. for gods sake i like feeling important.. there ive said it.. i like feeling important -_-&lt;br /&gt;i follow my gut.. even though everyone else says.. damn it man.. dont do it... dont go for it.. but if i feel its right.. right for me.. i'd go for it.. even though i know im setting myself up for disappointment.. thats just me.. i rather try it and say fuck u.. i tried it.. than be a sissy.. and imagine what it could have been..&lt;br /&gt;she says according to research.. the gut feeling is most accurate or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;but ya know.. 5 years isnt that long.. considering where i wanna be in 5 years... the amount i should have in investments n stuff... i've got so much to do.. and i cant afford much more mistakes.. if i dont make it by 30... dont think i'll ever make it.. i know i expect too much too high.. as simple as the food i eat.. maybe i ought to tone it down a lil.. sticking to a plan isnt that easy either innit...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still march.. im giving myself till end of the march to celebrate.. bask in glory of being 25.. im still accepting pressies... so if anyone wants to fed ex me some gucci stuff... protein supplements perhaps.. i'd love you long time... but after this month.. i gotta stop carrying the credit cards around... i've already started shopping less... gotta work out a financial plan with the father.. and start investing that cash... im serious bout retiring at 30 man! sneakers.. and watches.. and designer wear and a lil too much socializing aint gonna get me to where i wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: its 5.30am and im still at orchard.... balcony is only 50 meters away but im sitting in swensons instead... i didnt wanna end / start the day with a chivas or two.. with the risk of hurting my already fragile throat / tonsils.. no regrets.. i just got served one kick as burger right here... so totally gonna mess up my system for the next couple days.. but i was hungry damnit... its interesting that vertical horizon's everything you want is playing in the background...&lt;br /&gt;orchard will be a total mad house in a matter of hours.. but for now its so serene and relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3429295957144750337?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3429295957144750337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3429295957144750337&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3429295957144750337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3429295957144750337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/march.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5902983843338929305</id><published>2008-03-19T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:42:02.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rofl....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch people.. watch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ci5pibnBgt8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ci5pibnBgt8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaayyymmm!! this shit's better than Guinness man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5902983843338929305?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5902983843338929305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5902983843338929305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5902983843338929305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5902983843338929305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/rofl.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-2437584175634721522</id><published>2008-03-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:56:42.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the following ad's were apparently from a press campaign run by a church in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Please dont drink and drive, you're not quite ready to meet me yet." - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Could you imagine the price of air if it were brought to you by another supplier." - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When you're weary, feeling small.&lt;br /&gt;When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all." - Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ditto." - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What do i have to do to get your attention? Take out an ad in the paper?" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Earthlings don't treat me as an alien" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I was thinking of making the world black &amp;amp; white.&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If you miss the sunrise I made for you today, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you another one tomorrow" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"How can you possibly be a self made man?&lt;br /&gt;I specifically recall making you" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If you think the Mona Lisa is stunning.&lt;br /&gt;You should look at my masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;In the mirror" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I think you're the most beautiful person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm biased" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Keep using my name in vain. I'll make rush hour longer" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That "Love Thy Neighbor" thing...I meant it" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Big bang theory, You've got to be kidding" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't make me come down there" - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-2437584175634721522?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2437584175634721522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=2437584175634721522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2437584175634721522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2437584175634721522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/following-ads-were-apparently-from.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3477193631199193778</id><published>2008-03-04T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:44:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What up wankers... phew! is it march already...?! crazy.. ups and downs.. sometimes im at a loss whether to cry or just fuckin laugh.. hilarious life of mine.. but somehow i   feel... a very tiny feeling at that.. but still warm enough to be convincing.. that march may not be all too bad after all... *fingers crossed*... dont jinx this man.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im no longer with Nike!.. still with the same company but.. i got transfered to another brand.. Its a french mens apparel label... on par with stuff like zara.. emporio.. etc.. its pretty cool... but the label is just picking up and i've got to start back from the core.. mastering the products and visual merchandising in record time.. im very eager.. im up to the challenge.. i gotta do what i gotta do... to make this happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im turning 25... i just dont feel it.. nothing to be proud of.. like when i turned 17.. it was like hell yeah! last year of fuckin school.. thanks for the car dad! now its like ppfffhhh! party? i dont even feel like it... i dont know man.. i dont even feel like treating myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have a small birthday wish list though.. comparably smaller than the ones before.. in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nMV3fhTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3NqjzcU8Mh8/s1600-h/large+monogram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nMV3fhTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3NqjzcU8Mh8/s320/large+monogram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173905008644556082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gucci large monogram tote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nil3fhUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/E_gjLJ0RaW8/s1600-h/22104-024-30-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nil3fhUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/E_gjLJ0RaW8/s320/22104-024-30-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173905390896645442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gucci suede sneakers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nuF3fhVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dkGElrh349Q/s1600-h/movadobaby_1988_31520971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nuF3fhVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dkGElrh349Q/s320/movadobaby_1988_31520971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173905588465141074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tag Heuer F1 chronograph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not being greedy this year.. :) i would be having at least one of these now, if it wasnt for the 2k i managed to rack up on my credit card last month! i swear shopping was only like maybe 20% of it... ok maybe 30%... the rest are food and alcohol.. aka socializing... cant believe it myself! i contemplated so fuckin much on the tag heuer.. but now i dont have to think twice paying 2 large in cash in one go! fuck! sometimes its better to be impulsive.. with cash that is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;related posts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/boithday-wish-list.html"&gt;06 Boithday wish list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/paradoxx-got-wasted.html"&gt;Paradoxx  Got wasted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3477193631199193778?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3477193631199193778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3477193631199193778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3477193631199193778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3477193631199193778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-up-wankers.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R81nMV3fhTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3NqjzcU8Mh8/s72-c/large+monogram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3734304511295665995</id><published>2008-02-14T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:00:49.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:230%;"&gt;Some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380;"&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;for your &lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;PUNK&lt;/span&gt; ass... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xao_IFohe_c&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xao_IFohe_c&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice's Phantom Part.II.... Sick! most played on the ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1k9V-_J_RE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1k9V-_J_RE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys from Soulwax came long and made it better...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPZJYQXQsm8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPZJYQXQsm8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk's Technologic.... awesome tune... FREAKY! vid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way... Happy valentine's... wankers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3734304511295665995?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3734304511295665995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3734304511295665995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3734304511295665995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3734304511295665995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-justice-for-your-punk-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-8853128846369754619</id><published>2008-02-09T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:09:42.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Images and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sounds of the Gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at Siloso beach.... pretty amazing.... Siloso is beginning to become one of my most frequented place to chill out... we go to the same spot every time... the warmth.. the sea breeze... sand between the toes... sound of the ocean... Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's... excellent pizzas from Shangri-la.. and of course the company of each other... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611eT2u7CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fgorSPdBUhk/s1600-h/Photo_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611eT2u7CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fgorSPdBUhk/s320/Photo_0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164913511250193442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611Yz2u7BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kiTnrHjgOS4/s1600-h/Photo_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611Yz2u7BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kiTnrHjgOS4/s320/Photo_0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164913416760912914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611Jz2u7AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fqd8Pws0-dI/s1600-h/Photo_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611Jz2u7AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fqd8Pws0-dI/s320/Photo_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164913159062875138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Images from the O2 Xda pure.... pretty amazing for a pda, i must say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add on to the already blissful mode... some vid's from Talvin Singh...&lt;br /&gt;First discovered Talvin 10 years back with his album "OK"... i got bored of electronica shortly after.... glad to say Talvin has returned to my playlists... i've been checkin out some of his "newer" stuff... and im blown away! true to his classical trained tabla roots... no more hard electronica stuff... this is exactly the type of music i'd have in the background while making love... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOkSn6UGPI8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOkSn6UGPI8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sway of the verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLNYsifDWoQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLNYsifDWoQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Traveller (In the east mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uVOaq-cXgc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uVOaq-cXgc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-8853128846369754619?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8853128846369754619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=8853128846369754619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/8853128846369754619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/8853128846369754619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/images-and-sounds-of-gods-sunset-at.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R611eT2u7CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fgorSPdBUhk/s72-c/Photo_0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5801682209738512355</id><published>2008-02-09T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:18:15.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:280%;"  &gt;dumb ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:380%;"  &gt;ranting or sorts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;scribbled down on the pda while waiting for "lunch" at 6pm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;first Prope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;r meal of the day..... I feel like absolute shit why am I so pissed off?.... Met my mom... that didnt go down to well.... who am I Kidding.... It was Painfully terrible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R61pkz2u6-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/KRL-gJTwdTY/s1600-h/P1030002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R61pkz2u6-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/KRL-gJTwdTY/s320/P1030002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164900428779809762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Sorry mom l really am..... I hate crowds, i was totally out of place in little India.... I didnt mean to be an effing Sob...&lt;br /&gt;Shit! Im trying to relax but i cant  seem to just yet.... hunger... Crowds... and my mom Constantly treatin me as If im still her baby boy..... she means well i Know.... oh no! maybe this alco free body is gettin to me..... im not in the mood for anything.. i dont feel like eating... i just wanna puke everything out... i cant look at meat... i need to detox... but hell if im ever gonna go thru that.....mom prolly thinks im on crack... i know she was on the verge of asking me that... she was being diplomatic by asking if im over worked... i was so disorientated... and i kept referring today(yesterday) as sunday when it was clearly a fuckin friday....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've been wanting to turn my room around... its been in a pretty sorry state for a while now... it was bout time and i had a lil more time on my hand now... after being in awe at &lt;a href="http://missyis.blogsavy.com/"&gt;Yanti's&lt;/a&gt; room... i knew i seriously had to do something... a room is supposed to be somewhere comforting and relaxing... enough of just coming home and laying down my sorry ass feeling even crappier... after dropping the mother off... i found my way to Ikea.... i'd already in mind a small shopping list... window treatments.... lotsa scented candles... a rug... and a floor lamp... ended up without the floor lamp cause i couldnt decide on one...&lt;br /&gt;bedding was taken care of at Aussino the week before... pretty satisfied with the results... there's still a few more things to do and get... for 100 bucks (including bedding) this is what i managed to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R61tQj2u6_I/AAAAAAAAAII/S0US4UHiZmI/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R61tQj2u6_I/AAAAAAAAAII/S0US4UHiZmI/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164904478933969906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i've got vanilla and strawberry tea candles lighted and music from Cafe Del Mar and Hed Kandi playing in the background... its pure bliss! i swear to you i've never been more relaxed in my room before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Ibiza Chill Out Session&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: blissful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5801682209738512355?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5801682209738512355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5801682209738512355&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5801682209738512355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5801682209738512355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/dumb-ass-ranting-or-sorts-scribbled.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R61pkz2u6-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/KRL-gJTwdTY/s72-c/P1030002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-7702261333244138631</id><published>2008-02-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:03:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i finished the fuckin book.... finally fuckin finished it.... god.. has it taken me so long to finish the nasty bits!... i feel like bashing anthony bourdain up the head... but i still love him man....&lt;br /&gt;next up for another year or so of reading....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R6sbBQlu4_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xG3n2CBcE0E/s1600-h/51qELb3uSuL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R6sbBQlu4_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xG3n2CBcE0E/s320/51qELb3uSuL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164251106157454322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've heard its more of a scrapbook of sorts... nat geo-ish... i gotta go check it out at borders... fuck it man... i wanna read ur writing, bourdain.... i've seen enough visuals on the tele!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've survived 27 days without alcohol.... and i dont feel a bit different at all... havent really had cravings.. or fits or shit like that.... i had a virgin marg at balcony for christsakes!&lt;br /&gt;but what really surprised me... thinking bout it earlier... i passed on the opportunity to buy 2 bottles (1 little each) of absolut vodka for 38 bucks! 38 muthafuckin bucks! it was just like 38 bucks for 2 fuckin litres.. heh! thats cheap.. okay.. moving on... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To : Dewi - Dewa 19&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling : crappy... my mom's down.. and i seem to get pissed off every time i talk to her... fuck it man! i love my mom.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-7702261333244138631?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7702261333244138631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=7702261333244138631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7702261333244138631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7702261333244138631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finished-fuckin-book.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R6sbBQlu4_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xG3n2CBcE0E/s72-c/51qELb3uSuL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3075671162447067820</id><published>2008-01-21T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:29:43.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:230;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUF7-lkJt9A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUF7-lkJt9A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Borat on Jay Leno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjzKS7KdH2A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjzKS7KdH2A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borat wants some sexytime with Martha Stewart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2GfpNcO6xY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2GfpNcO6xY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borat on David Letterman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related posts: &lt;a href="http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/borat-on-his-hit-moviefilm-sex-moves.html"&gt;Borat on his hit moviefilm, sex moves and murder...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: We dont need no education - Pink Floyd (Eric Prydz remix)&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: relaxed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3075671162447067820?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3075671162447067820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3075671162447067820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3075671162447067820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3075671162447067820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/borat.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3627595480528500713</id><published>2008-01-13T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:56:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;of &lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;weiners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; such&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sometime last year i learned bout this austrian dude with a lil' wuerstelstand in the middle of freakin chinatown... i'd been trying to track that lil stall up... i would have found it early, if it wasnt for me not being arssed to venture into china town... the Cat on the other hand though remembered bout my obsession with grilled meat'.. god bless him!.... and managed to locate the little wuerstelstand...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfyPKRsfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IPWrsR1e7f4/s1600-h/P1020837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfyPKRsfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IPWrsR1e7f4/s320/P1020837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its hilarious.. everyone seems to be fascinated with &lt;a href="http://wuerstelstand.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erich's wuerstelstand...&lt;/a&gt; maybe its the ang mo behind the counter?.... maybe its all the deco that makes the stall stick out like a sore thumb... in a good way that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfzPKRsgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/N1d_as8t--I/s1600-h/P1020836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfzPKRsgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/N1d_as8t--I/s320/P1020836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thats Erich and his pinoy wifey.. they both run the wuerstelstand... aptly named "the last sausage kiosk before the equator"..... you'd miss it if it wasnt for the crowd gathered in front of it... and all the austrian &amp;amp; european memorabilia lining the walls of the stand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfzfKRshI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zl8WLwRLrng/s1600-h/P1020846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfzfKRshI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zl8WLwRLrng/s320/P1020846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the place... there's practically no sitting... a small bar top with 3 stools.. a round table w a couple of chairs... but it dont matter... it's somewhere i'd love to spend my evenings at.... chilled beer, sausages..... watchin the buzz in chinatown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nf1fKRsiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G6nXUzPFehI/s1600-h/P1020840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nf1fKRsiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G6nXUzPFehI/s320/P1020840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bratwurst with nothin but mustard and sauerkraut..... heaven! dude served up english mustard... caught me by surprise.... i'd prefer some german mustard... but mustard is mustard and it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4ngfvKRsjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/D17mkASwNf4/s1600-h/P1020843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4ngfvKRsjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/D17mkASwNf4/s320/P1020843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*left* pork with cheese..... *right* the mixed combo... chicken... pork... and spicy pork.... simply awesome... grilled to perfection... fresh and simple... just pair it with a chilled beer.... bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nggPKRskI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NQIkUTv08fQ/s1600-h/P1020845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nggPKRskI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NQIkUTv08fQ/s320/P1020845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if you're ever in chinatown... do look up erich's wuerstelstand..... even if you're not a meat fan... freakin homo! just go for the awesomely fresh sausages...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: You Are My Everything - Glenn Fredly&lt;br /&gt;Quote of The Week: "Sure,  give him a woman. That'll solve his problems" - Homer J. Simpson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3627595480528500713?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3627595480528500713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3627595480528500713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3627595480528500713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3627595480528500713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-weiners-and-such-sometime-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R4nfyPKRsfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IPWrsR1e7f4/s72-c/P1020837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-346448914652651059</id><published>2008-01-06T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:41:23.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:280;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 07..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;series..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, how you wankers doin.... ny's been pretty fuss free thus far.... nye was a fuckin blast... i didnt get home sloshed... amazingly... im starting out new... suddenly i see, why the hell it means so much to me... or some shit along those lines.. im feeling pretty good thus far... i walked out of topman with pink and turquoise boxers... i must be feeling fabulous i reckon...&lt;br /&gt;done with procrastinating.. here's the vid's as promised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Aoki goin wild with Ratm's Bulls on Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ba-OZ1lmIaw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ba-OZ1lmIaw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current lord of trance... Armin Van Buuren...&lt;br /&gt;video's from 5+ am till 7 am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFEHLvPoCeI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFEHLvPoCeI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTLl1J6gHuY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTLl1J6gHuY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TKNWtf2VdtY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TKNWtf2VdtY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0SyWLsWBiwo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0SyWLsWBiwo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Aoki &amp;amp; AVB as seen from some other wankers that were there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCMvSsw0XF0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCMvSsw0XF0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrJOvgJYHUc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrJOvgJYHUc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-346448914652651059?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/346448914652651059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=346448914652651059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/346448914652651059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/346448914652651059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/zoukout-07.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-654161482337489236</id><published>2007-12-27T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T18:00:41.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZoukOut 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Siloso &lt;/span&gt;Beach Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know this is effing late... but just sod off and enjoy the photos ya...&lt;br /&gt;ZoukOut was fucking awesome... was awake for 30 hrs straight.... vodka redbulls kept me energized... i'd do it all over again in a heartbeat... im not gonna say much.... i'll leave it to the photos and the video's which will be posted soon enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3THoPKRscI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ef0KAfecv88/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3THoPKRscI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ef0KAfecv88/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3THovKRsdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cyHFJeby-Gg/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3THovKRsdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cyHFJeby-Gg/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caracal... local singaporean boys.... not bad... they kept thanking the crowd for hangin out at the rock stage instead of the r&amp;amp;b n dj sections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxDPKRsMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Mgt8EgmwtT8/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxDPKRsMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Mgt8EgmwtT8/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3Mr7vKRsJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DS_IFIslnT0/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKvKRsDI/AAAAAAAAADE/pA-5ih3JCyI/s1600-h/P1020654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKvKRsDI/AAAAAAAAADE/pA-5ih3JCyI/s320/P1020654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxD_KRsNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0IrwY4aFW1Y/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxD_KRsNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0IrwY4aFW1Y/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Su-re with jack sparrow presumably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj Steve Aoki @ Kid Millionaire..... kick ass high energy sloppy joe set....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoJvKRsAI/AAAAAAAAACs/hH3rYMluUr4/s1600-h/P1020624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoJvKRsAI/AAAAAAAAACs/hH3rYMluUr4/s320/P1020624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKPKRsBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/on8diSVZhrg/s1600-h/P1020629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKPKRsBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/on8diSVZhrg/s320/P1020629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKvKRsCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gtA4CyaDNa8/s1600-h/P1020633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MoKvKRsCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gtA4CyaDNa8/s320/P1020633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;everyone says Aoki this.. Aoki that.. he cant mix.. wanking slacker etc.. but he gets the crowd going every time... and he's just full of energy on stage... love it when he goes wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqLvKRsEI/AAAAAAAAADM/8s1_ekd2vMs/s1600-h/P1020675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqLvKRsEI/AAAAAAAAADM/8s1_ekd2vMs/s320/P1020675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;bebot...bebot..bebot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqL_KRsFI/AAAAAAAAADU/91i1_vNDCwk/s1600-h/P1020679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqL_KRsFI/AAAAAAAAADU/91i1_vNDCwk/s320/P1020679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;woot! pinoys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main event of the night... or morning rather... Current world #1 dj... Armin Van Buuren, came on at 5am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3CPKRsXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xjxDKWM1p8g/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3CPKRsXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xjxDKWM1p8g/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4e_KRsZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MXNw9rPa_sY/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4e_KRsZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MXNw9rPa_sY/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hPKRsQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6Jj7N_JtRQo/s1600-h/P1020704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hPKRsQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6Jj7N_JtRQo/s320/P1020704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hfKRsRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4jh2XIrJluo/s1600-h/P1020718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hfKRsRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4jh2XIrJluo/s320/P1020718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4fPKRsbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S1OrPGA2pNE/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4fPKRsbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S1OrPGA2pNE/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqMvKRsHI/AAAAAAAAADk/2JIggrTFTCw/s1600-h/P1020700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MqMvKRsHI/AAAAAAAAADk/2JIggrTFTCw/s320/P1020700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3BvKRsUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fjc0THxtYQQ/s1600-h/P1020741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3BvKRsUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fjc0THxtYQQ/s320/P1020741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4e_KRsaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OdC0OfmgV70/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4e_KRsaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OdC0OfmgV70/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These two photos say it all man... my fav two.... fuckin fabulous energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3B_KRsVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OxV1Fi_0j2s/s1600-h/P1020742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M3B_KRsVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OxV1Fi_0j2s/s320/P1020742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hvKRsSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ACkBl7umNdY/s1600-h/P1020727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hvKRsSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ACkBl7umNdY/s320/P1020727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;AVB was spinning a 2 hour set... and we were in a state of trance till dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4evKRsYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0wCB66aEEnk/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M4evKRsYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0wCB66aEEnk/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hvKRsTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YG1Kmx3OZKE/s1600-h/P1020728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3M1hvKRsTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YG1Kmx3OZKE/s320/P1020728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The morning after.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxEPKRsOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/soaSn7AZJGw/s1600-h/P1020745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxEPKRsOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/soaSn7AZJGw/s320/P1020745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxEfKRsPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pqUKSDpcVak/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/R3MxEfKRsPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pqUKSDpcVak/s320/IMG_1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-654161482337489236?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/654161482337489236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=654161482337489236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116366936626247294</id><published>2007-12-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:37:46.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as told by Glenn Fredly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrcrJdmEzM4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrcrJdmEzM4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saat menjelang&lt;br /&gt;Hari hari bahagiamu&lt;br /&gt;Aku memilih diam dalam sepiku&lt;br /&gt;Saat mereka tertawa diatas pedihku&lt;br /&gt;Tentang cintaku yang telah pergi tinggalkanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak peduli&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh tak peduli&lt;br /&gt;Inilah jalan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini aku&lt;br /&gt;Kau genggam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Simpan di dalam lubuk hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Tak tersisa untuk diriku&lt;br /&gt;Habis semua rasa di dada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slamat tinggal kisah tak berujung&lt;br /&gt;Kini ku kan berhenti berharap&lt;br /&gt;Perpisahaan kali ini untukku&lt;br /&gt;Akan menjadi kisah&lt;br /&gt;Sedih yang tak berujung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116366936626247294?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116366936626247294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116366936626247294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116366936626247294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116366936626247294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/story-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6733096430507475192</id><published>2007-12-10T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:29:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX3KrXFAsd0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX3KrXFAsd0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start my day with this.... i feel its just beautiful... it keeps me sane... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6733096430507475192?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6733096430507475192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6733096430507475192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6733096430507475192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6733096430507475192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-start-my-day-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6539781318813487781</id><published>2007-11-30T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:29:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Cos everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;There's a love song that reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;And even though I knew I had to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I was still not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mick Hucknall-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6539781318813487781?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6539781318813487781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6539781318813487781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/cos-everywhere-i-go-theres-love-song.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3805736519404121074</id><published>2007-11-06T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:58:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happiness is a gun to my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im crying while typing this... i miss her so bad... im so broken.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is killing me.... she's so near..yet i cant see her.. i cant hear her.. i cant embrace her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i receive an sms... im let down even more... cause im always hoping its one from here... when they're not... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pure torture... im so restless.... it feels like tearing my flesh apart and breakin loose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3805736519404121074?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3805736519404121074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3805736519404121074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3805736519404121074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3805736519404121074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/happiness-is-gun-to-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5780944286764106680</id><published>2007-11-05T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:50:40.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its fuckin monday night.. all alone.. in balcony... second chivas in hand.. trying not to shed a tear..&lt;br /&gt;contemplating the 3rd... i gotta head to work at 4.30 the next morning.. my biggest fuckin problem..... having to think too much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im depressed as fuck..brain is overclocking... someone told me not to think of the past and embrace the future... i say fuck the future.. if its only as simple as that... why the future... when life is fuckin me in the ass right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see the point of life no more... i have no fuckin joy.. no satisfaction.. i dont feel alive anymore.. its like im wasting time and space here... what have i got to live for?..  ive got nothing to look forward to... im empty.. i dont feel needed.. feel like a total loser.. i feel so much sorrow... its at the verge of taking over me...&lt;br /&gt;just feel like gettin loaded.. stabbing myself in the head.... and end this misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only thing stopping me thus far is having my parents blame themselves ... wondering what the fuck they did wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came back yesterday...mother and kid tagging along... things being the way they are.. i bumped into them at the mrt station... i received a call from a location i knew.. and went looking for her... and whatdya know.. the biggest surprise of my life.. all i wanted to do was grab her and run away... before i noticed her mother...&lt;br /&gt;why does god bring two perfectly matched people together if they're not meant to be with each other...&lt;br /&gt;that smile of hers brought back so many memories... little she already has her mom's beautiful smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of being loved... loving in return.. possibly having a kid without the worries of diapers and late nites.... are sinking... deeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 months of waiting... all i got 30 seconds of her.. i dont know if i'll ever see her again... i dont know how im gonna live with the fact that i gotta let her go... to do something she has no choice but do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chemistry was great... i know for sure she felt the same way... i'd do anything... she seems helpless... i dont know how or what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost all faith.. i dont believe in anything no more... she lighted up my life.. that light is almost burned out... im fuckin miserable... dead man walking... why am i alive in this flesh.. when i feel so dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may go today... next week... before i reach 25... this isnt fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand a God who would let us meet, if we could never be together." - from one of her favorite movies.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5780944286764106680?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5780944286764106680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-964370800646799493</id><published>2007-11-03T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:06:09.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we give ourselves many reasons to justify the things we do....&lt;br /&gt;...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel afraid... inside... life seems to be going relatively well.... but its not what i long for... im still lost... empty... and i have a bad feeling its only gonna get lonelier...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-964370800646799493?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/964370800646799493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=964370800646799493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/964370800646799493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/964370800646799493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-give-ourselves-many-reasons-to.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-1024222892663794556</id><published>2007-10-30T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:11:57.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just watched Van Wilder 2 - the rise of taj.... and man..! it sucks balls... not literally though... van wilder 1 was way better.. this one is fucked up to the core...&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon of sorts... also watched the pursuit of happYness... inspired by a true story nonetheless... but seriously... i dont know what to make of it... its a good story.. its interesting... but what am i supposed to feel...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we really happy... can we ever be really happy... we already know money is everything.. i dont understand people who always say... money isnt everything... what exactly are you trying to say by that...?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;im guilty of saying that (at times) as well... well given the situation... i could be a fuckin' dimwit.. but i dont mean i wouldnt mind not having money...and still be happy perhaps... do you actually believe you could be happy not having money... does the dude sittin by the traffic signal... with hopes of someone dropping a few cents into his can... ever look happy?&lt;br /&gt;fuck that shit.. when i say money aint everything... its more like... yea alright... i'd give up a lil money to gain something else.. like better prospects in work or more free time... which im actually prone of doing... why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was the dude actually doing in the pursuit of happyness... it all revolved around money... money = life... money = confidence... money = smile on face... smile on face = happiness bought... for a short moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the feeling of having cash in the bank.. credit cards... getting what i wanted.. i also know the feeling of having the Beemer turn into a wira... you need love.. you need friends.. its not bout buying that Gucci tote bag... that platinum gym membership... for me its bout feeling secure... feeling confident.... having money gives you that.. and a Gucci tote if you so wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you found that a whole load of crap... i might have to agree... think the flu meds are gettin to me... fuck... it sucks having a blocked nose... i feel head heavy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day till november... its been 2 months baby... feels like forever... resolution for the new month...firm.. no slacking.. more runs... and more toning.. i havent worked out in a year... i really gotta do this... oh! and less beer... which i got a mouth full and non stop laughs from siva... dude's taunting me with those corona's in the chiller... sure.. we'll see who has the last laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wankers...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-1024222892663794556?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1024222892663794556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=1024222892663794556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1024222892663794556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1024222892663794556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-watched-van-wilder-2-rise-of-taj.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3608121430892847132</id><published>2007-10-25T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:55:01.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513GyVZnDdL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513GyVZnDdL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ohmygod! my next purchase for sure.... 5 more days till release... damn! i gotta finish the nasty bits.. stat.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3608121430892847132?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3608121430892847132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3608121430892847132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3608121430892847132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3608121430892847132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/ohmygod-my-next-purchase-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-3659182294461226647</id><published>2007-10-25T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:36:16.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Im sittin in the departure hall… waiting for my flight… my nuts are turning into prunes… its so muthafuckin cold…. Its unbelievable…!! And im wearing shorts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming here… all I had in mind was…blue skies… warmth… lying on the beach… crawling on the sand, drunk… stuff like that… the thought of dark skies and rain..never ever did cross my mind… but even before we could land.. the pilot had already announced that it was raining in penang…. chibai! Rain does stop… or so I though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the time I touched down till now its been raining… it stops only to get fuckin heavier every other time…. Pissin off to the max… I seriously… seriously… seriously… don’t fancy the rain… this time it spoiled all our plans… we couldn’t go to the beach… couldn’t go street market shopping… it was wet..it was fuckin cold… messed up my hair every time we stepped out….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much of alcohol…. Which never finished… I kept to the beers…&lt;br /&gt;Albeit hating the cold… was happy just relaxing in the apartment with those few quarts of beers… but siva didn’t wanna let go… he kept persuading us to accompany him to the brides side for some drinks…. He swear’d it was just gonna be one drink.. we could come back after that… one drink my ass…. !&lt;br /&gt;I kept to the beer as long as I could… until my bottle was taken away and I was forced to have chivas… after much taunting I just started downing whiskey…. Albeit not as hardcore as those other jokers… I had beers earlier… so I was expecting the worst…&lt;br /&gt;We went back home… to more beers… and chivas… only to end up fallin a sleep on the couch with the bottles of alcohol staring at us…. Dumb asses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engagement went well though… it was interesting to witness the rituals and all that… the excitement in the families..  but yea.. we could have had more fun without the rain for sure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so freakin tired…. I didn’t sleep well last night… a lil depressed.. I dunno.. home..the family feels so near… ipoh is only 2 hours away… the guys have gone back to ipoh… wish I could have followed them… I hate feelin sappy man…&lt;br /&gt;I hate transit… I just wanna go home.. take a freakin hot shower and sleep… on my bed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back home... my left ear is hurting like hell.... the cabin pressure and sudden drop in altitude always screws up my ears.... fuck la... so discomforting... i need my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3659182294461226647?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3659182294461226647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3659182294461226647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3659182294461226647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3659182294461226647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-sittin-in-departure-hall-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-833774633567637302</id><published>2007-10-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:30:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first pakistan... now manila...&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck's wrong with these people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A powerful blast rocked a crowded shopping mall in Manila's financial district Friday, killing at least eight people and wounding dozens. Police in the capital declared the highest state of alert and did not rule out a bomb..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Taxi driver Mario Em said he had just dropped off two women at the mall when the blast hurled them against his vehicle, killing them instantly.&lt;br /&gt;He said he pulled one of the victims, who was pregnant, from underneath his car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One man who was in front of me was already dead. There was a child but we don't know where the child is now," said witness Dennis Inigo, who was shopping at the time of the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man's wife was with me a while ago, and her leg was shattered. Many people were falling on top of each other," he said. "It was loud, and then it became dusty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the images online and on the news is just terrifying... the extent of the damage just goes to show how huge an explosion it was... reading bout the victims encounters is just saddening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont understand why.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/SP334748.htm"&gt;more here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/10/19/manila.blast.ap/index.html"&gt;and here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prayers go out to all pinoys... kill those cowardly muthafuckers... Pinoy ka sigaw na  sige...Pinoy ka  sigaw na  sige..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-833774633567637302?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/833774633567637302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=833774633567637302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/833774633567637302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/833774633567637302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-pakistan.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6539646638231646591</id><published>2007-10-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:24:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go? You could have let me know&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally lovin elliott yamin right now... no! not that way you moron... if i'd known he was a contestant of american idol.. i wouldnt have bothered.. but i stumbled upon this song and then got to know he was a contestant.... and wow! i've gone thru half the album... lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wait for you" is currently the most played on my playlist....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6539646638231646591?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6539646638231646591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6539646638231646591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6539646638231646591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6539646638231646591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/baby-i-will-wait-for-you-cause-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-7089139013677341773</id><published>2007-10-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:29:40.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;she h&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;as a lil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;woodcock&lt;/span&gt; in h&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;er.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how would you feel..... lettin go of the past.. only to discover that the person you hated the most... is now dating your mother.... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw-SMzZ30HI/AAAAAAAAACk/6mZPeAb2Cxo/s1600-h/mrwoodcock_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw-SMzZ30HI/AAAAAAAAACk/6mZPeAb2Cxo/s320/mrwoodcock_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120472049998352498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well that's what mr woodcock is all about... and no... it doesnt have some dude with a wooden sack...&lt;br /&gt;it aint a helluva great movie... but its pretty hilarious... seann william scott IS seann william scott.. and billy bob is the perfect hate able asshole...  the ending could have been better for me though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-7089139013677341773?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7089139013677341773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=7089139013677341773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7089139013677341773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/7089139013677341773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/she-h-as-lil-woodcock-in-h-er.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw-SMzZ30HI/AAAAAAAAACk/6mZPeAb2Cxo/s72-c/mrwoodcock_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5060446202712039121</id><published>2007-10-12T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:28:23.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chocolat&lt;/span&gt;e c&lt;/span&gt;oated cro&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;issan&lt;/span&gt;ts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Braz&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ilian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt;dels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially jelak... fed up.. with chocolate croissants... yea... i suppose too much of a good thing is the devil.. or some crap like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day started out rather good... like i felt god's presence... well i was ecstatic.... it's been a while.. and to be able to talk with her... was just awesome... it totally made my day.... it doesnt make me miss her any lesser... but its good knowing that she's ok and that im still in her thoughts.... hopefully things will take a turn for the better in the weeks to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've somewhat ventured back into that "bad" habit... called shopping.... she said i shop more than she ever does... i strongly disagree... "i think" i tend to buy only when i feel i could use something new... she on the other hand is more impulsive...  like i looked into my wardrobe the other day... i've got a whole lotta &lt;s&gt;clothes&lt;/s&gt; junk stashed in there... but i realized i've got nothin to wear...!!! and thats just frightening!&lt;br /&gt;the main agenda was to get some flip flops... the last time i was back home.. i left behind my cobian flip flops... those were the most muthafreakin comfortable flip flops i had... this time though... by impulse i went to get some havaianas....&lt;br /&gt;i always fancied the ones with the ankle strap... but i was never convinced of paying so much for something that looked like it didnt even cost half as much of what it was worth... after dissing people with havaianas i was gonna bite my tongue and join the group of "idiots"....&lt;br /&gt;the guys at new urban male were busy unpacking their new stock.... i asked if there were anything new for guys... dude told me to come back after 5pm... i didnt really mind that but what caught me was that.. according to the dude.. "everything is unisex"... eh! hello...! you're using that old trick on me..?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna end up like a retard with flip flops for chicks...! and indeed the trekking is meant for chicks... i was right all this while... you singaporean males have been suckered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to one of my regular shops... and they had ballina's... Brazilian as well... for men most importantly... and they're more exclusive... unlike the loads of suckers out there... got a couple of shirts as well... couldnt resist those vertical stripes... but that aside.. im pretty proud of myself.. held back from buying more stuff... like those nike waffle racers... or maybe it was just because i couldnt decide on a color... nay.. i wanna believe i had self control... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirmed my tickets to penang... air asia's a bitch man... if i'd booked earlier in the week i would have ended up paying over 300 bucks... and today the prices dropped to bout 250 bucks for the return tickets...!! its not so much of a holiday... cause i'll be back the next day... if im not too smashed and get kicked outta the plane...  Siva's gettin engaged... that guy is finally...sangkut... dude will be gettin the world's smallest handcuffs known to men, soon... also known as the engagement ring.... in a sweeter way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw9F9DZ30GI/AAAAAAAAACc/MZHy-5y8rmw/s1600-h/10-10-07_1717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw9F9DZ30GI/AAAAAAAAACc/MZHy-5y8rmw/s320/10-10-07_1717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120388216531701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my perfect meal.. anytime of the day... but i surprisingly had a veggie lunch earlier.... i know... stop laughing... siva's fiance whipped up some lunch... i dont take fish.. so i ended up with veggies... but it was good.. really... havent had a home cooked meal in a while... im craving for some chocolates and beer... but i cant decide which one to have... i have that box of jack daniels chocolates.... but they're not quite the same as crisp cold beer....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would go out... im itching for happy hour at the balcony... but its raining... real sucky man... and its one of those that doesnt look like its gonna stop...! i really dislike rain... more so rain like this... there goes that evening run... i tried a new route the other day and it was fun...being part of nike... its very inspiring.. we're really pushing on the whole concept of running now... we're going back to our roots so to say... nike did start out on the race tracks after all... besides the technology and everything else... the whole concept of promoting running and having like minded people to talk bout running is really motivating me to be more serious and committed with running.... and hopefully take part in a marathon in the not too distant future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:05pm..... oh my god! oh my god! oh my god! *prances about like a lil girl*....... the rain has actually stopped... its bright and the sky is clear..... the day is just gettin better aint it.... perfect for a run.... hhhmmmmm..... BUT im goin out for a movie later... i normally run when its darker... im tempted to hit the road.... maybe i will.... i dont know... im still toying with the idea..... fickle mindedness sucks bananas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; to all my muslim friends and readers..... the rest of you wankers enjoy the weekend... and woot! to the first teh tarik and satay's in space...... tsk! tsk! tsk! couldnt be prouder... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5060446202712039121?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5060446202712039121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5060446202712039121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5060446202712039121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5060446202712039121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/chocolat-e-c-oated-cro-issan-ts.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/Rw9F9DZ30GI/AAAAAAAAACc/MZHy-5y8rmw/s72-c/10-10-07_1717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5854680397191876043</id><published>2007-09-30T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:47:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I need your love, babe&lt;br /&gt;guess you know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Hope you need my love babe&lt;br /&gt;just like I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, love me, hold me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got nothing but love, babe&lt;br /&gt;Eight days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you every day, girl&lt;br /&gt;always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;One think I can say, girl&lt;br /&gt;love you all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, love me, hold me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got nothing but love, girl&lt;br /&gt;Eight days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight days a week&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Eight days a week&lt;br /&gt;is not enough to show I care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaarrrgggghhhhhhh....!!!! do forgive the sappiness...wankers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vacation has finally come to an end.... if you'd even call it a vacation..? some sort yea.... time really goes by fast.... like we didnt already know that... but its really unbelievable... one month... gone like that.. *snap fingers* just like that... what did i do... nothing... what did i achieve... totally feels like nothing... running and working out went down the drain since that day... and it never seemed to resurface..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why is this some sort of vacation ending.. you ask.... well i'll be part of the workforce again... im goin back to work tomorrow...! its still retail related... fashion and lifestyle... guess who's part of Nike now....? :) (woot!...?)&lt;br /&gt;seems pretty sweet... we have less stores... the people seem pretty nice... so far... 5 day work week! only bout 46 hours a week!! i used to do bout 80 hours a week previously!&lt;br /&gt;i really need to get used to the hours... and the extra free time... i sincerely nearly told the area manager.. that it seems not right... like i have too little hours! but yea i dont wanna jinx it... its all good for now... we'll see how it progresses as time goes by.... its not all a bed of roses... i've got so much to learn... self pressuring myself to pick up everything as fast as possible... learning the technology in every product... the more knowledge i have the more secure i feel... its easier to fit in... learning the work and organization culture of the company and adapting is another thing... i'll just havta take a deep breath and jump right in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a lil worried at first that i'll end up splurging more cash on sneakers every month now... huge staff discounts are a nice bonus.... but the current collection doesnt tickle my fancy... safe for now, at least...  new collection to be launched in bout a month or so... that will be pretty scary..... but yea all good... self control is key... right?.................right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise.. with all this free time... i've realized... im pretty lonely... and it pretty much sucks... close friends have left.. are leaving... dont know if they'll ever return... of course... we'll keep in touch... i hope... and maybe even meet up... but its never the same innit...&lt;br /&gt;life revolved around work.... and then she came into my life... like a fresh breath of air... i became part of her life... all so quick and unexpectedly...&lt;br /&gt;life had meaning... i had someone to spend it with... someone to talk with... she always had a smile and it always made me smile.... after so long... i was actually happy... there she was.. a ray of light which i needed....&lt;br /&gt;we parted too soon..... i hadta go back... she hadta go back... we were supposed to reunite after that short break... it all seemed too easy... perhaps i was a lil naive... i dont know... could see it in her eyes.. she didnt want me to leave... but never did i expect it to be fucked up like this... if only i could change back time... i would have held her and never let each other go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exactly a month now... im back... still waiting... dont know when she's returning... if she's ever returning... miss her real bad... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5854680397191876043?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5854680397191876043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5854680397191876043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5854680397191876043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5854680397191876043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/ooo-i-need-your-love-babe-guess-you.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6442725694092451578</id><published>2007-09-20T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:41:18.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They tried to &lt;/span&gt;make &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me go to rehab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; but I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'no, no, no'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll 'know, know, know,'&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't 'go, go, go,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang... point one...&lt;br /&gt;remember the other day... was proud and shit that i've been running.. consistently.. working my abs.. and all that good stuff... oh well... it all pretty much went down the sewer.. 'em running shoes have been idle for... oh! say.. 4 days now ? or something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point two... if you'd also recall... someone said he'd surprised himself by not touching alcohol since he got back here... sober for 10 solid days.... oh well... things have a way of takin a turn innit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think siva is the devil in disguise... dude tells me he wants to follow me for a run! SHOCKED! dude waited i never turned up... so much for running after that....&lt;br /&gt;Dude suggests we go out... i say.. cool lets have a drink.... SHOCKED! cause the last time by 7.30pm we were SMASHED! and i ended up going to work hung over for 2 whole days... good times! *hi mom :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to orchard... as usual... safe to say it wasnt as hardcore as before... 7.30pm... still very sober... we started with happy hour Heine's at The Balcony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RvJW1V4Xp1I/AAAAAAAAACM/ejN0YxjvJEk/s1600-h/P1020409-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RvJW1V4Xp1I/AAAAAAAAACM/ejN0YxjvJEk/s320/P1020409-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112244001425565522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those chairs are actually rocking chairs... real fun i bet if you're tipsy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a walk to Plaza Sing for pizza's and San Migs.... then walked back to The Sanctuary for Coronas.... 11.30pm and 100+bucks worth of beers in between us now.... and i didnt feel jack shit! too slow i suppose... or maybe all that walkin.... :(&lt;br /&gt;binge drinkin is the shite! the fun is in.. the permanent smile on the face... the "i am walkin straight" when you're not stride... the amazement... "woah! look at that!"...&lt;br /&gt;was rather hoping to feel that... at least you're not worried for the rest of the day... i was contemplating a bottle of JD for ol' times sake... but no someone had obligations to return to... oh well! we know who holds the whip with that one now dont we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to head back home... the real home... parents... dogs... cars.. ipoh... yesterday... was pretty pissed i couldnt make it.. due to some unforeseen circumstances... im booked for tomorrow morning... should be home by evening if everything works out fine... *fingers crossed* was planning to fly down to penang then hitch a coach back... but it didnt make sense cause the freakin flight is only at night... fuckin insane cause its cheaper to fly JB - Jakarta than JB - Penang! fuckin dont make sense.... The Cat's like dude dont go back... We'll go to Phuket... !! as fuckin awesome as that seems... i had to decline... I havta go home... with my tail in between my legs... defeat of sorts... i've run out of dough... my accounts are dry... i need to pay the bank of dad a visit.... he's gonna enjoy every moment bargaining with me.... nice! he already knows that i've been splurging on shoes every other month.... so at least thats out of the way.. or so i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not all that bad going home.... besides swallowing the pride... did i even have any so start with?.... food's gonna be good... we already know food here is so plasticky... a change.. albeit for a couple of days is refreshing enough... driving may again... lookin outta the window and having a lawn and pets to look at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RvJU_F4Xp0I/AAAAAAAAACE/Au-eaq29L1A/s1600-h/P1020418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RvJU_F4Xp0I/AAAAAAAAACE/Au-eaq29L1A/s320/P1020418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112241969906034498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This fuckin thing is back to pester me... fuckin finger/nail whatever infection... and no i didnt stick my thumb up my ass or anyone else's either! its irritating.. im so bloody used to it fortunately.. it'd come.. heal.. just to taunt me.. than come back again in no time at all... at one time it was just flesh that was left... no thumb print on that one... hurt as hell! and its always my thumb! never had it for a year or so till now.... we'll see how long this muthafucka lasts this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To : A Kiss to Send Us Off - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: To Pack or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6442725694092451578?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6442725694092451578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6442725694092451578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6442725694092451578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6442725694092451578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/they-tried-to-make-me-go-to-rehab-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RvJW1V4Xp1I/AAAAAAAAACM/ejN0YxjvJEk/s72-c/P1020409-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-5601464475286405838</id><published>2007-09-17T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:50:45.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Check o&lt;/span&gt;ut my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;matching pipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god!.... this cracks me up every freakin time i watch it...!! and btw those ARE zebra stripes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: silence&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Hungry + lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-5601464475286405838?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5601464475286405838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=5601464475286405838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5601464475286405838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/5601464475286405838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/check-o-ut-my-matching-pipes.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-4768876954209185825</id><published>2007-09-17T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:21:14.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man" - Lana Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhmmmm... your comments ladies (&amp;amp; gentlemen) ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-4768876954209185825?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4768876954209185825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=4768876954209185825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4768876954209185825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4768876954209185825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/successful-man-is-one-who-makes-more.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-2685523462469245855</id><published>2007-09-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T20:20:56.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;trouble with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;having too &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;much free&lt;/span&gt; t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ime... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got back from a run... been running more actively since i got back.... it feels awesome... my mind's overcoming my body... two thumbs up and a shot of vodka for my mind! naren left and the dude took all the free weights and swiss ball with him... well it was his anyway... all im left with is my yoga mat... im trying to tone up my body as much as possible... 9 months of neglect is no laughing matter.... im targeting my abs more than anything else... stopped being a wuss and im up to a 100 to 150 reps of crunches..... give it a week and i'll be up to 300.... hey if anything at least i'll have nice abs for the ladies ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my 5th day back in singapore... boring as a bowl of blanched potatoes.... been kinda rotting at home... im jobless... it sucks being a bum... from having a career... all you worried about was work and work related stuff... you get back bout 15 hours later and just hit the sack... start all over again the next morning.... yup i didnt accept that position in malaysia... just didnt bother bout it... dont ask... im hoping its the right thing i did... so for now if any of you need a maid.. an escort or something... just holla... i used to enjoy bumming about... no worries... sadly i've become a workaholic i suppose... i have that hunger to get back to work.. long hours... stress... paper work... god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im too accustomed to retail now... hey.. food is still my passion... she finds it cute, that every time we're out i always have something to critic bout food and the service... cant help it its just part of me... but i seriously cant see myself going back to f&amp;amp;b... i dont know why... i imagine myself in a restaurant or a hotel and it doesnt feel right... for some weird reason... it'd only feel right when i set up a lil bistro or cafe of sorts of my own i suppose...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its officially Saturday night… my 8th day back here... and two thumbs up for me… cause im at home…. Two middle fingers rather… I haven’t showered since last evening… hair’s still presentable though… I keep feelin the facial hair growing by the hour… but I could be to arse’d to do anything bout it…. I waited until 4pm to get something to eat… mom would’ve been real proud…&lt;br /&gt;now I feel like having a venti chai latte and some mini chocolate croissants…. Im so addicted to chocolate coated croissants….. alas i couldn’t be arsed to walk over to four leaves… why cant ‘em bakeries come up with a delivery service…? Hello….! Free idea to be stolen….! Anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I’ll go for a run later… trying to vary my route every now and then…. Im hoping I would put on my shoes and hit the road…. Its so hard taking that first initiative aint it…&lt;br /&gt;heh.. was just gonna sms my housemate… if he wanted to join me on a run… then I realized the dude just had lunch…..&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been eating more often now… with cravings for dessert…. But im not to sure if I’ve actually put on weight… I don’t think so…. But I hope im at lease getting there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1930…. Perfect for a run…. Still not sure if I’ll make it… I wanna go… get sweaty.. get pumped up… other part of me is saying… dude be a wuss and just hang out at home… which is takin away my mood for a run…. Ok fuck the run for today….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RuvCdmtYbOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Lp-hlFGuNRM/s1600-h/P1020403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RuvCdmtYbOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Lp-hlFGuNRM/s320/P1020403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110392016044846306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before you get any idea's.. those are NOT zebra stripes...! repeat after me... NOT zebra stripes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly feels so comfy… so inviting… my room… feels so cozy… even though theres clothes scattered here and there.. bags and boxes on the floor… I dunno man… fuck… avril lavigne’s  girlfriend just started playing… its my phone… don’t know who’s callin, couldn’t be arse’d to answer… makes me wanna roll up in bed…. God! Its not even 8pm and I’ve become so fuckin sappy… but if she were here, it’d be perfect…. Oh well….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what u up 2?&lt;br /&gt;The cat: ?? what u mean?&lt;br /&gt;Me: what u doin!&lt;br /&gt;The cat: Chinatown.. there’s a festival&lt;br /&gt;Me: don’t know how to invite ppl ar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn… tempting… but I need a bath… a shave… bollocks if im gonna make it on time…. Imagine the crowd…  he’s asking me out to clark quay now…. Don’t know whats up with this boy… but he’s been throwing this idea of drinking… alcohol… I keep telling him.. don’t start.. if I start u cant stop me… do u really wanna see how im like?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know he’s gonna stop after just one… i bloody surprised myself… but I haven’t touched alcohol of any sort since I got back here… drinks are always at the bean or starbucks… I know… but I don’t know why the change….&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Dude’s callin me over to Hooters for chicken wings now! Can u believe that! tempted.. tempted... but the thought of shower.. shave.. puttin clothes together... hair... 40 mins train ride... its gonna take me say 2 hrs.... someone would be goin "tsk..tsk..tsk" right about now... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-2685523462469245855?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2685523462469245855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=2685523462469245855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2685523462469245855'/><link rel='self' 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thoughtful......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RuQFmB9uqSI/AAAAAAAAABs/RDLGTJlOg_Q/s1600-h/P1020394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RuQFmB9uqSI/AAAAAAAAABs/RDLGTJlOg_Q/s320/P1020394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108214028265498914" 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/13283630-3593568616331709111?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3593568616331709111/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-13283630.post-3379117321608569994</id><published>2007-09-07T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:02:08.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The freakin &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;moose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Killed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2tPf85-7XoU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2tPf85-7XoU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how freaky is this.. yet you cant deny the happy ending... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-3379117321608569994?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3379117321608569994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=3379117321608569994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/3379117321608569994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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get a headache being in my room... was happy with the 100 or so channels on the tele but im growing bored of that as well...&lt;br /&gt;i hate being at home.. and i cant seem to go out cause its raining... and i bloody hate the rain...&lt;br /&gt;the first day i was back.. i just took may out... and drove.... till the wee hours of the morning... reluctant to go home... i nearly even drove down to singapore... only thing that stopped me was may had just got up from 6 months of hibernation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so rough... unshaven... unkempt.... feel like a bag of shit... slept so much..  i dont wanna sleep no more... my minds a complete mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i disliked it... but i suppose life was simpler and maybe even had more meaning..when i had 5 hours sleep a day... attended 8am meetings.. worked bout 15 hours a day.... guess i could even afford a smile then... now life feels so empty... like no purpose.. no meaning... think i need to get into rehab for depression or some shit like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6723278814839818166?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6723278814839818166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6723278814839818166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6723278814839818166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6723278814839818166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-4097673175040491595</id><published>2007-08-10T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T20:28:39.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;testosterone..&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;melatonin.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;pissy skies.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and beer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what pissy weather man.... it was lovely just a lil while ago... sunny.. breezy... clear blue skies.... and now its dark.... wet... and just plain pissy....&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from a run... and at pretty good timing i reckon... cause soon after it started raining.... heh! the rain's apparently stopped but its still dark and pissy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started out with a meeting... i got up feeling rather.... like shit... so got myself an mc after the meeting.... was trying to get some sleep... it so weird cause im so used to being awake and at work at noon... but it did manage to fall asleep... then the phone calls start coming in.... never mind that, but somehow my mom decides to call ... what's it with mother's like having a sixth sense? somehow she sensed i wasnt well... paranoia sets in knowing that im sleeping at noon... not at work AND on mc...!&lt;br /&gt;got bombarded with questions.... why..what...? "im alright mom... its nothing.. just phlegm and i just need some rest..." dont lie! after believing i convinced her that im ok.. tried going back to sleep and it just wouldnt happen.... melatonin's a bitch that wouldnt help me get some sleep in the afternoon.... but mom thanks for caring... i do love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside.. i just had to drag my arse out for a run... its been a while... and i havent feel the rush...the adrenalin in a while... today's run wasnt that good... nothing great...somewhere round 3k's or so.... i hadta push..push...push... i feels sucky that your body's giving up and your mind keep's pushing.... i say this so often.. but hell if i dont take my fitness seriously anymore... i used to be able to do atlease 300 crunches at a time and feel fucking good after.... i only managed to do 20 feeling so pathetic earlier..... its a real eye opener as to how bad my fitness level really is.... all that hard work... all that pain.. pretty much gone to waste... now i've got the whole evening to relax.... should i go out to the cinema for a movie or lay my ass on the couch and watch John McClane kill those motherfuckers, in Die Hard 2.... decisions... i hate having to think so much... should i ask her out.... but i dont wanna portray myself as being too needy... let there be some space in between.... decisions... fuck having to think every step before doing something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the fucking reason i went for a run in the first place.... to clear my mind... start out fresh... fuck having to be so analytical....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures... pictures.... pictures.... Siva and i visited Tiger Live couple weeks back.... it was a spur of the moment thingy... i saw the brochure and it said one complimentary super cold tiger.... i was convinced... siva needed a lil push though... but yea we ended up at St.james.... we we're the only 2 jokers on the tour.... suckers.. you might say.... it takes bout 45 mins to go thru the whole thingy... you go thru different rooms... lotsa video's.. how tiger started... how tiger is made.. like we didnt know how beer is made already? how tiger has evolved... and the cream de la cream at the end....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It costs us adults... 18 bucks for a tour... guide included.... like i said... its not all that... you walk around... watch videos.... look at stuff... if you're expecting more... go to a science centre or something ya.... no hands on in making beer and stuff here.... but if you're like me and get a kick out of old stuff.... then go ahead to tiger live.... the amount of old tiger memorabilia they had over there was amazing... yea pretty sure they're replicas but what the hey... its the closest thing to going back to days when our parents were young... besides.... for 18 bucks... you get to enter any of the clubs in St. James for free... no fucks! just retain your ticket... come back later at night and you get in for free... no cover charge... worth it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxO-x0QuDI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrK7XpL3BcU/s1600-h/P1020320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxO-x0QuDI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrK7XpL3BcU/s320/P1020320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097035718707951666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old skool tiger bottle... and label.... pretty much like something home made....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxMWB0Qt_I/AAAAAAAAABE/YtND25h2qAY/s1600-h/P1020324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxMWB0Qt_I/AAAAAAAAABE/YtND25h2qAY/s320/P1020324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097032819605026802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxLkR0Qt-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9x5P4m7CF9o/s1600-h/P1020323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxLkR0Qt-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9x5P4m7CF9o/s320/P1020323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097031964906534882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i really liked their old stuff... real fascinating.... like the tiger on the old label was like such a pussy... and the current tiger looks more like a tiger.... they had the weirdest slogan for a beer... "tiger, tenaga berganda".... "multiplied energy"..... like what the fuck man.... was tiger some kinda of aphrodisiac or something back in the days..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxLCR0Qt9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zr1D4X8rrj0/s1600-h/P1020321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxLCR0Qt9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zr1D4X8rrj0/s320/P1020321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097031380790982610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;replica of 1950's tiger factory...... thats our guide Gilbert.... a lil gay...? thats for you to decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxNQx0QuAI/AAAAAAAAABM/3JjGlkS_hV4/s1600-h/P1020327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxNQx0QuAI/AAAAAAAAABM/3JjGlkS_hV4/s320/P1020327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097033828922341378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;forgot the name of the bar... its one of those in the St. James family.... this was the fun part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxNzx0QuBI/AAAAAAAAABU/yFod4_YCqHU/s1600-h/P1020328-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxNzx0QuBI/AAAAAAAAABU/yFod4_YCqHU/s320/P1020328-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097034430217762834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at that beer tap.... its fucking frozen with nitrogen..... kinda reminds me of that sloth from ice age.... yea... you'd be amazed at how many other things it reminds you of from different angles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxOlx0QuCI/AAAAAAAAABc/D6mOPpOoKUQ/s1600-h/P1020329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxOlx0QuCI/AAAAAAAAABc/D6mOPpOoKUQ/s320/P1020329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097035289211222050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeffrey... our bartender... looks like he's having fun.... we had a go at tapping our own tiger.... that gold liquid is flowing out at a super cold -2 dc...... the best fucking tiger i've ever had! and i am seriously not a tiger fan.... but freshly tapped tiger at -2dc is unbelievable...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Favourite : Save Me - Shinedown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-4097673175040491595?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4097673175040491595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=4097673175040491595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4097673175040491595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4097673175040491595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/testosterone.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RrxO-x0QuDI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrK7XpL3BcU/s72-c/P1020320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-6319414541622574914</id><published>2007-08-08T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:41:09.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im so freakin exhausted... its not even funny.... cant feel my legs.. its been a while since my legs hurt this much.... thank god i didnt go for that run yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;it was a good day... but i was rather crappy... i had too much sleep last night... bout 12 hours worth of sleep.... im so unused to that much of sleep... i average bout 6 hours a night... if im lucky.... waking up in the morning felt totally uninspiring...&lt;br /&gt;rather depressed as well... i have 3 weeks left of my contract... im seriously not renewing the contract... 3 weeks feels like fuckin forever... every time i look at the calender its still 3 weeks..... no one to talk with on the way back... the one i'd hoped to talk with didnt answer... dad was still at work... rather depressing ride home.. was bitching bout it to mag... she takes ages to reply her sms's though...&lt;br /&gt;so yea here i am... in pain.. depressed... tired... woo hoo! two thumbs up to me wankers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-6319414541622574914?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6319414541622574914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=6319414541622574914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6319414541622574914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/6319414541622574914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-so-freakin-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-4741005395945034678</id><published>2007-08-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:46:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lying down in bed.. its almost 1am... it'll be back to work in a blink of an eye or so... sleep is so much a luxury yet i feel i can do much more than sleep... bullocks this human mind of ours... many things to do... havent got do doing any... been wanting to change my ipod playlist, for say 2 maybe 3 months now... told myself in the train earlier it'd be fucked if i dont do it today... got home and realised i have the same 15 gig's of crap on my hard drive.... limewire hasnt been very active since i got here... stuffy nose... breathing thru mouth... sucky feeling.... been pissy at work... i know why i get like this... freakin ppl we call customers... i was sarcastic to a couple of ppl today.... im sorry.... im a nice person.... but it just happens... stop pissing me off will ya? feel like pulling a mc tomorrow.... but i've got stuff to set up and prepare for the weekend..... that's what being married to work is all about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great singapore sale has come and gone.... we did better this previous month... i have a pretty reliable team and im happy with them so far... the new month's always a bit of a challenge... at lease being on par with the previous month... we're clearing stuff before the end of summer and the national day is just a week away... i've got a shit load and more of national day premiums to clear ASAP! im targeting to clear at lease 80% of the stock in a week.... we'll see how it goes... i just set up bout half the national day display today bout 20 more cartons to go... im placing one person permanently by the display to stop 'em motherfuckers from messing up the merchandise... i can already imagine the mess and clutter and all that folding... but it has to be done if we wanna clear our national day crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. i've got like 25 days left of my contract... they're expecting me to renew my contract and stay on.... which im clearly not going to... even though i'd be getting a fatter pay cheque and a slightly higher position... i dont think its worth it.... seriously money aint always everything... i've also been offered a way higher / senior position back home...based in KL with malaysian ringgit.... more work for less money.... decisions decision decisions......&lt;br /&gt;do i wanna return home... have a damn good career... start all over again... be closer to family... get paid just enough to survive.... or stay back here... start all over again with another job... being with my many friends here... shopping... night life etc... and have more than enough dough end of the month.... i've got like 3 weeks to decide... and it totally sucks... one way or another im gonna regret something....&lt;br /&gt;i watched the devil wears prada the other day.... and what perfect timing it was...  there was a quote by nigel... something bout you know you're doing well in work when you dont have a life... and when your life goes up in smoke, its time for a promotion... fuckin true.... so many things in this mind of mine.... geeezzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanna do is finish this 3 weeks... take a long holiday... relax... but then again i dont want this to end.. cause i havent had a life for the past 9 months and life is gonna be so empty after this.... fuckin fickle minded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to hit the sack... im starting to type like a spastic now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio...     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-4741005395945034678?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4741005395945034678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=4741005395945034678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4741005395945034678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/4741005395945034678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/lying-down-in-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-729122418891312744</id><published>2007-07-04T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T01:09:06.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fuzzy&lt;/span&gt; twats and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;such.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoulaRavSuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ri-ZzOw_LgU/s1600-h/Hot_fuzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoulaRavSuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ri-ZzOw_LgU/s320/Hot_fuzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083338475188472546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;twat of a movie.. simple as that... why was i expecting more... i dont know... two white boys trying to be two cool niggers, (read: bad boys)..... brit humor perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoukDxavStI/AAAAAAAAAAk/smri3Cxz4cQ/s1600-h/404px-Transformers07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoukDxavStI/AAAAAAAAAAk/smri3Cxz4cQ/s320/404px-Transformers07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083336989129788114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watch it! y'all from the 80's just go bloody watch it.... the cgi is awesome...plenty of humor in between.... wow! simple as that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoujrBavSsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4x77EbrDem0/s1600-h/diehard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoujrBavSsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4x77EbrDem0/s320/diehard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083336563928025794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yippee Ki Yay! 3 freakin words say' it all.....!! John McClane is still John McClane from 20 years back.... action from the get go.... fuckin' awesome..... watch it... get the dvd and keep it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-729122418891312744?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/729122418891312744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=729122418891312744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/729122418891312744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/729122418891312744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/07/fuzzy-twats-and-such.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RoulaRavSuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ri-ZzOw_LgU/s72-c/Hot_fuzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-1791512741032492346</id><published>2007-06-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:12:51.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;balls...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;please hand 'em back to me, if you happen to come across 'em....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've become so social that i can start a conversation confidently with a stranger just like that..&lt;br /&gt;but when she's around i become so speechless.. she... the one with the most beautiful smile... tongue tied... afraid even i might say something dumb... and wreck that first impression.... &lt;br /&gt;im going insane... all because of her.. the one with the sparkle in her eye... cant believe this is happenin to me.... i wanna break the ice... i just cant seem to... i need to... and fast... i feel so helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current most listened to tracks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice - D.A.N.C.E.&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five - Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-1791512741032492346?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1791512741032492346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=1791512741032492346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1791512741032492346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/1791512741032492346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-lost-my-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-2798947737013171834</id><published>2007-05-22T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:53:27.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;under arm burn....&lt;/span&gt; burn... burning... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;motherfuckin burn...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shaved.. or rather trimmed the pubes off my under arms today.. the electric shaver got a lil nasty or i have real freakin sensitive skin... resulting in a very unpleasant burn now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always been a while iniit... seems like a premium innit readin something from paradoxx... seriously i miss writing.. not so much the ranting but the writing... life is such a square here... sleep is a premium... spend so much valuable time on the train.. standing mostly! sometime when you get a place to sit, you feel so blessed its like winning a lottery................... i miss my car!&lt;br /&gt;I spend much more time and money traveling to and from work now... i got a promotion of sorts... after six months in the same place... always ranting bout how much i wanted to get out.. needed a change and all that shit... i finally got transfered out, VERY UNEXPECTEDLY! when i received that faithful email.. i nearly had a mental breakdown and died there and then itself... i shit you not...&lt;br /&gt;i got transfered to the top 3 store in singapore... still in the east though... pretty good you say.... what freaked me out was this store is like a freakin warehouse... in march their stock level was a million sing dollars... one million freakin sing dollars! i was in disbelieve... imagine keeping track of everything... selling everything fast... preparing space for new stock.. selling more stuff... and the freakin monthly stock take.... i was totally depressed for 2 days... everyone saw it in my face and heard it in my voice... as much as i wanted to move out from the old place... i realized how comfortable i was with that store... how it felt like home... all the changed i made... how i maintained it... built relationships with customers... i was actually not prepared to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eventually warmed up to the fact that i had to move... and its actually not a bad thing... kept telling myself its a make or break scenario.... either i do real good here and set myself up for a bigger promotion or i fuck up real huge and see what happens.. being told that its an honour taking care of one of the top 3 store... im entrusted with the responsibility of a top 3 store only after 6 months.... gotta admit it was kinda ego boosting...&lt;br /&gt;its been 2 weeks now at this new place... getting used to it... almost familiar with the stock.... still totally unfamiliar with the crowd... its so fucking erratic.. after everything i've heard and is expected of this place... im dumbfounded... the crowd has been lame ass pathetic... havent been able to hit daily targets... i've been trying to create a buzz... moving stuff around.. but it hasnt been doing wonders.. the store looks sad... oh! i didnt mention this new place is also a value store... a very sad looking one...! my old place didnt look too much like a value store, the was some pizzas to it... looking at our competitor right beside me at the new place i feel like weeping or bursting out in laughter seeing my store...&lt;br /&gt;so yea back to having to travel and spend more... although still in the east.. on paper bedok is nearer than tampines... but theres no express bus to bedok from my place.. fuckin bus takes one freakin hour... and is not always on time! so i take the train.. its a lot more efficient.. i still havta change trains half way thru but it only takes me 45 mins.... the things you gotta do to get paid...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty peaceful day off today... no meetings... not too many phone calls... got to sleep in... watch the tele... bum around... visited my stylist.. Doreen's the bomb! she always.. always styles my hair the best... she even mixed a kick ass brown for my hair... just the way i wanted it... love her!&lt;br /&gt;of course i couldnt stay home all day... headed out to orchard earlier... was looking for new pair of shoes... dont ask why! had 2 options in mind... another pair of low cut pony's and nike cortez' nylons.... the nylons are a hard ass bunch to acquire...  the pony's are always available... somehow held back in anticipation for better bargains next weeks what with the great singapore sale starting and all...&lt;br /&gt;Visited borders... last book from borders was almost a year ago... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RlMfMqFPemI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bd4QLagCjnk/s1600-h/P1020279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RlMfMqFPemI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bd4QLagCjnk/s320/P1020279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067428308037106274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got Bourdain's The Nasty Bits... yeah, you know i love reading Bourdain... seriously im a non-fiction kinda guy... the apple center was nearby so a browsing i went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RlMQWaFPelI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hekJO9siLwA/s1600-h/P1020276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RlMQWaFPelI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hekJO9siLwA/s320/P1020276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067411982866414162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;came out with some  funky cool earphone pads... something i really needed cause the earphones keep popping out every time i run... im aware i dont do that often anyway.. yellow and purple are cool.. so shut up wankers... ! i sound so like &lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;XX&lt;/a&gt; .... damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin of the devil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;XX&lt;/a&gt; rolled into my tampines store sometime last month... on polka dotted heels... those babies where a good few inches high...! surprised she could walk on those... as i recall.... it was a busy day... i wasnt too happy... was opening cartons and trowing stock into the wagons... she walked in.. browsed thru and walked off.. i wasnt too sure if it was her at first... but i didnt care much either.. remember i wasnt too chirpy that day... few days later saw the same person with a caucasian dude and i pretty well knew it was her... she's pretty down to earth in public, so i dont know what the big deal's all bout... now if May and Choy would have walked into my store i would have dropped that carton and things would have turned out differently :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight... its getting late... i havta go dispose that pile of trash and hit the sack... being all positive for a good day tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio wankers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Feeling: thirsty..&lt;br /&gt;Curently Listening To: Back To My Roots - Pop Shuvit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-2798947737013171834?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2798947737013171834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=2798947737013171834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2798947737013171834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2798947737013171834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/under-arm-burn.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NFJrLiIIdp8/RlMfMqFPemI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bd4QLagCjnk/s72-c/P1020279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-2515358896423921265</id><published>2007-04-25T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:48:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sick..sick.. sick... im down with the freakin flue... feelin' heaty.. having a freakin running nose... didnt bother going to the clinic though, doing so would only lead me to getting an mc and skipping work... popped whatever flue meds i had at home and some clarytine... *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;a whole load of crap went down in this past month... it's almost the end of april believe it or not!&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like a druggie? do i? do i? do i? well none of y'all would know that, only those who've actually seen me... but fuck.. cleared the singapore checkpoint today and i was picked out for a narcotics test! motherfuckin narcotics test! i looked around and all the guys that were being flagged either 1) wore black 2) had punk hair do 3) some ah beng look a like... i had 1 and 2... so off we went to pee in a bottle and waited for our results while watching that 70's show... it was too hilarious to even be pissed about... i came out clean of course...&lt;br /&gt;i fuckin hate going down to JB.. but i hadta... the month started out fantastically with my mp3 player, malaysian mobile phone and my wallet containing my work pass, id's, driving license, bank and debit cards and all those other plastic-ky stuff.... getting stolen from my bag that was in the freakin store room of my outlet...!! my staff lost their valuables as well... fuckin unbelievable, i'd believe someone fallin into a drain and dying than something like that... i've seen the add a shit load of times "low crime, doesnt mean no crime" now i truly fuckin believe it...&lt;br /&gt;luckily i had my credit card and cash with me... was out having pizza's with anne while this shit was going on at work... so yea, thats why i went down to JB, to collect my mycard and get my malaysian mobile no activated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who the wanking thief was/is... the fucking cctv has a fuckin blind spot.. i got so pissed off.. i didnt want to go thru 12 hours of recording from 3 cctv's... meaning 36 hours in total... if you think the police is lembab back home.. you'd end up sitting down with your mouth wide open in disbelieve here... it took me 2 fuckin hours just to lodge a report.. and the freakin police dude suggested i make a missing items report rather than a theft report cause a missing items report would take much less time... i was like dude.. items.. stolen.. someone.. broke in.. stole things.. not lost.. make freakin theft report..! "it would take time" i dont have a choice innit! the amount of fuckin questions i got asked.. the time it takes them to type in shit.. answer calls in between.. dispatch men to check on "youths making noise in a park"... i nearly wanted to start hitting my head on the table...&lt;br /&gt;i have a phobia carrying a wallet now.. i dont like carrying one although its always in my bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was end of march... and news of a management reshuffle was spreading like a wild fire.. i was so looking forward to being transfered out... after all 4 months in the same place is pretty long torture... to add salt to the wound, the same night my stuff got stolen.. my asst operations manager tells me "dont be shocked tomorrow" we're keeping you here but all your staff will be transfered out..! so the following day i sat down with my operations manager and pretty much picked a new team... not many ppl get the opportunity to do that... i was really skeptical at first... new team, new ppl.. training all over again.. i've got 3 females under me.. i've been asked how i manage 3 females? how does it feel being the only guy? but so far this is the best team yet...   we've been pretty consistent.. we were flying high for the first couple of weeks of april... but the past couple of weeks have been shit ass... we've been bleeding.. sales percentage has dropped by more than 10%... i havent calculated the last figures based on todays sales... tomorrow's meeting day, so we'll see what happens... the whole of singapore has been shitty... we've got like 5 more days to at lease equal last months numbers...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long more i'll be at the same place... but its like a part of me now.. it doesnt matter if i move or not anymore... time really does go by fast... 5 months at the same place... it feels just like yesterday when i took over that outlet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till laters... more stuff to update on... try to procrastinate less, and pay more attention to this baby... though luck? well we'll just havta wait and see innit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-2515358896423921265?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2515358896423921265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=2515358896423921265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2515358896423921265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/2515358896423921265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117444075459505009</id><published>2007-03-21T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:38:10.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;G'morning people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a wednesday.. its 9 am... its my day off... i cant even bloody sleep in!&lt;br /&gt;my body clock's like programmed to the freakin second man... i started waking up since 5 freakin am... and by 9 i couldnt go back to sleep no more... its my day off and i dont know what to do..!&lt;br /&gt;might just go back to my outlet to see whats goin on and make sure everything's presentable... why? cause my director's planning to come visit us today... we started some new promos... exclusively for us value stores... so the big kahuna wants to check out how's we're promoting and maximizing it... we're he's cash cows after all... we dont do this right and we're fucked... but everythings pretty in place... i spent the whole day clearing cartons... moving displays... setting up displays... replenish... replenish... replenish... just some housekeeping left to do... i "believe" my people are capable of doing that... im fighting against the urge to go, unless i receive that dreadful call for help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing i did waking up.. besides cursing and swearing at the situation... i contacted my valentines date... her schedules apparently full today... alas i canceled on her last week... oh well...still thinking what to do... laundry... so much hair on my neck and under my chin... shaving feels so much like a chore... running in the evening... if it doesnt rain i hope...&lt;br /&gt;so yea im getting my arse up to get a shave and a shower... then maybe some hotcakes at mcd's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Walk Away - Reshmonu&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Restless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-117444075459505009?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117444075459505009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117444075459505009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117444075459505009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117444075459505009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/gmorning-people.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117388447110669133</id><published>2007-03-14T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:01:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;holy freakin cow.... i actually got my arse up put on my new balance's and went running...! yea wanker, you read right... i went running.... its such a bloody relieve knowing that im still able to run... thought i'd wuss out after the first couple hundred meters but i didnt... did bout 2k's today, i think... even managed to sprint for a bit... freakin happy man knowing that i still have it... i know 2k is like chicken feed innit... seriously didnt wanna push myself over the top since today was the first time in after like 4 months? knowing that im still able to run its so good its unexplainable man! i should be committed to running more often now... maybe even after work? ok! who am i kiddin... we'll see how long it takes me to go for another run..&lt;br /&gt;we have like a workout station in the room now... basic stuff but enough to tone and keep in shape... box of free weights... push up bars.... skipping rope - cardio! abs station by the door.. and even a freakin swiss ball... for good measure! went looking for a medicine ball, but didnt manage to find one... pretty good idea considering i dont have the time to attend a gym... but then again we'll see how long this lasts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just my freakin luck... &lt;a href="http://mosaicmusicfestival.com/mosaic-nerinapallot.html"&gt;Nerina Pallot&lt;/a&gt; is performing at the Mosaic Music Festival tomorrow... Nerina Pallot! Live! shitass, im working tomorrow... if i've known earlier would have changed my day off.... damn! damn! damn! If any of you wankers are goin like Nerina..who? what? stop that shit... go check her stuff out... this chick's half french and half indian.. stop thinking along the lines of Norah Jones... Norah is awesome with jazz and all... Nerina is totally different... catchy beautiful awesome music... check out some of the more popular stuff like Sophia and Everybodys Gone To War....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its damn early... 11pm is damn early in my books... but i havta go to bed.. im tired... i need the extra sleep... meeting at 8am tomorrow... many many many bloody hours till the end of the weekend.... immense pressure to meet targets man... it sucks being an adult innit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-117388447110669133?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117388447110669133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117388447110669133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117388447110669133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117388447110669133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/holy-freakin-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117302777490547526</id><published>2007-03-05T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:02:54.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Boithday to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Boithday to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Boithday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Paradoxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.. tra la la la la la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;remember the  &lt;a href="http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/paradoxx-got-wasted.html"&gt;weirdness&lt;/a&gt; a year ago....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what the fucks gonna happen this time round... but nothing too drastic i reckon.. its been a year and i still dont freakin remember how i drove home... its still haunting me man...!&lt;br /&gt;and Jai-boy that oversized whisky glass never became an aquarium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates on this year's happenings if i can actually remember what happened, the day after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for me, yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-117302777490547526?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117302777490547526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117302777490547526&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117302777490547526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117302777490547526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-boithday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117216080453856633</id><published>2007-03-01T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:29:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this was jotted down a week or so ago.. so dont mind the crap rambling....&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the end of the month... a week till payday...&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable i've been working for 3 months now... real hectic.. real busy... unbelievable that i havent worked out in 3 months maybe more now... im really dying to start working out again... just havent had the opportunity... really felt like going for a run after work the other day... after all we have a huge ass field adjacent to our apartment complex... but somehow didnt bother bout it no more once i saw my bed...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll get to it next month (or so)... im waiting for fitness first to open nearby... that'd be real convenient cause it'd only be like 3 train stops away from my place... so lets hope they open soon and have some killer kick ass promo for new members.... ok! "next month" is here i wanted to run today.. seriously shit you not... was like looking forward to it... but same old crap didnt have the time to... and it has been raining for 2 days... shit ass cold now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past couple of weeks have been shitass hectic... we received shitloads of stocks.. cartons everywhere... past week we've been clearing cartons every freakin day... we being a value store are fortunate for wagons, so most times i just dump everything into the wagons... forget bout folding cause shitass customers like to mess up every single thing....&lt;br /&gt;im going insane with their behavior... and my staff are gettin very annoyed as well... im worried one of them might just blow their top off, very understandable but problematic for me, if some smart customer decides to lodge a complaint.... my tolerance level with our customers is very freakin thin.... i risk blowing my top every single day.. but somehow always manage to hold it back... im a neat freak... i love it when everything's neat and in order... we spend a lot of time folding and arranging... and it only takes minutes for em jackasses to turn everything into a shit hole....&lt;br /&gt;i have a real grudge against customers from china... they're rude... ignorant... they're loud... they dont speak the language... i keep fucking them up albeit in english which i doubt they understand... hate it when they speak to me in chinese... it sounds like some very rough village chinese... i normally reply politely that i dont speak the language or just call a staff who can.... but when im pissed i just say it to their face " do i fucking look like i speak chinese!"&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but i dont get it with singaporeans... why they behave like that... i keep wondering are they always like that where ever they shop or is it only in my store.... when we keep things neat and in order... its easier for them to find the right size color and shit... but no they just act brain dead and mess everything up... and they'll still have the nerve to ask us to find them what they want after messing it up.... like fuck you! thought you were diggin for gold... fuckin find it yourself can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to check into a mental institution pretty soon i reckon....&lt;br /&gt;that aside ... went out to buy a pda... had my mind set on the ipaq 6818... choose one was gonna pay for it.. then the fuckin guy tells me there's a 7% gst.... i was like what the fuck! im buying a phone and you're charging me gst... no one has charged me gst for buying electronics... what a load of crap innit... and i wasnt even sure that the 7% gst hike has been implemented... so he says he'll absorb 2% so fine, i willing to pay the fucking 5%... reluctant but i wanted the pda... then the fucktard changes his mind... i told him to fuck himself and keep the shit....&lt;br /&gt;fucking pissed.. i went shopping... got some real nice stuff... got this real cool eastpak sling bag... i just realized how huge ass it is...it doesnt look big but i can fit like 3  laptops in there....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of march and it "was" my off day today.. but bloody started out with a meeting... then instead of coming home to sleep i hadta go to my store to brief the staff on the new promos and set things up... things are a lil messy at the moment.... 17 cartons of "new" items came in today... gotta clear all of them tomorrow... another hectic day tomorrow considering i only have 2 other staff with me... the peak periods are over... its those shit ass periods for the next few months... but i gotta do what i gotta do to maintain my numbers... i need a couple days off to clear my mind and get some rest but im seriously doubtful my leave will be approved...&lt;br /&gt;got back home at 5.. so much for a day off... had an hours nap... then headed off to the west side  to meet Felix for dinner.... hadta do some shopping as well..... ended up with an Esprit tee and a scuba watch... "stress reliever" of sorts this shopping thingy... bloody unbelievable its 12.30 am now... gotta seriously hit the sack man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later..&lt;br /&gt;cheerio wankers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-117216080453856633?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117216080453856633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117216080453856633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117216080453856633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117216080453856633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-was-jotted-down-week-or-so-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117156077350266430</id><published>2007-02-16T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:32:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lookie wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at i go&lt;/span&gt;t 'ere.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi IS!......something to remind me of May.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/989475/P1020212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/901918/P1020212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They dont come cheap... but what they hey! got my eyes set on another one as well.... one with a vw bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/508583/P1020214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/36804/P1020214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/139319/P1020215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/874486/P1020215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh yeah... and v.day wasnt that bad after all.... this dude had a date...! but more on that some other time yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13283630-117156077350266430?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117156077350266430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117156077350266430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117156077350266430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117156077350266430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/02/lookie-what-i-got-ere.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117143180986209443</id><published>2007-02-14T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T13:43:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Month&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;in Pictures&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/48143/P1020185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/838919/P1020185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first week at the Sanctuary... accompanied by mr. corona and mr. miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/729645/P1020204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/41447/P1020204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second week at Hooters... accompanied by mr. corona and ms. stella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hooters is beginning to suck... they serve the worst beers.... not perfectly chilled and it gets warm in a matter of minutes.... the sanctuary on the other hand has one of the best beer selections and their beer's are always (always!) perfectly chilled.... the ambiance is awesome to boot... you'll be downing beers like there's no tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just got back from a meeting.... its my off day today... i seriously need to sleep... but im like too tired even to sleep... i figured since im already awake, i might as well clear some work... gotta do some banking... laundry... gotta get down to ikea.. need another pillow... its been one crazy week... and its only gonna get busier and crazier this next few days....&lt;br /&gt;im really tempted to sleep... but god knows when i'll wake up... nothin will be done then... keep tellin myself that sleep is overrated anyway.... sleep is overrated! sleep is overrated! sleep is overrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its valentines... im all alone... feels rather sad... oh well its just like any other day innit... we'll just continue with the tradition.... more corona's at the sanctuary tonight i reckon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day, wankers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&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/13283630-117143180986209443?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117143180986209443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117143180986209443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117143180986209443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117143180986209443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/02/month-so-far-in-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-117008580158325315</id><published>2007-01-29T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:50:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck.. i pulled a vein or muscle in my crotch..... im walking all weird now... i cant run... i cant walk fast...&lt;br /&gt;damn pharmacist didnt wanna sell me muscle relaxers... i havta drag myself to the clinic first thing in the morning.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just great..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-117008580158325315?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117008580158325315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=117008580158325315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117008580158325315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/117008580158325315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116973583314560364</id><published>2007-01-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:00:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im motherfucking tired...&lt;br /&gt;the weekend had been hectic... tons of fuckin' pressure to meet sales targets and shits... meeting early monday morning.... got held up at the mrt station on the way to work... was stopped for a security check.. cause i was carrying a hiking bag... that made me 10 mins late to work... something i really didnt need...&lt;br /&gt;i was heading back home after work that night.. home = malaysia = ipoh... fucking gave up hope on catching the bus... no fuckin' cabs wanted to stop... fuckin' stressed... did manage to hail a cab, fantastic guy broke the speed limit all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent two days at home.. was good to be home.. i somehow fell ill... inflamed throat and a bloody nose.. doc said the heat was getting to me.. got some antibiotics and shit.. 2 days went by bloody fast... i was looking forward to eating everything ipoh had to offer... wasnt successful... did get my favourite north indian food though... took may out of rest... washed her up and drove her round... she started with just one turn of the key... thats why i really love that car... she's tough as hell! she still drives as sweet as ever... and that flat 4 never sounded better... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached singapore at 7 this morning... later than expected... there was a bloody accident just before kl... held us up for over an hour... singapore greeted me with the rain... thank you! got a couple hours of sleep.. headed straight to work... was so looking forward to leaving at 2.30 but my training manager suddenly showed up ended up having to entertain him... reached home bout 5pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hour prison break special goin on now... still pondering whether to take a walk and get something to eat.... another sales meeting early tomorrow morning... gotta hit the sack early... tomorrow's gonna be a major ass kicking meeting.. everyones sales hasnt been good... sell thru's been shitty... so yea im predicting a one to one meeting with the director...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXuEdf2MWuM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXuEdf2MWuM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hangin out at IndoChine the other day... was pleasently surprised at their house band.. those buggers are really good...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea y'all take care now... cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116973583314560364?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116973583314560364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116973583314560364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116973583314560364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116973583314560364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-motherfucking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116887360494888610</id><published>2007-01-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:19:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ORAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;on his hit "moviefilm", sex moves and murder.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/407361/P1020172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/598296/P1020172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the best thing you've bought with your newfound millions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With the wage from my movie, which was 12 million Tenge. I bought a new cage for my brother, Bilo. he is a retard with small head and over 200 teeth, 160 in mouth, 40 in nose. He is sex crazy all day long in his cage he rub, rub, rub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is is true that since you've made Kazakhstan famous, women are now allowed to ride on buses and homosexuals no longer have to wear blue hats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and also the age of consent has been raised to 11. The fine for killing a wife have gone up to 800 Tenge and we now has democracy, although in Kazakh elections, winner not man with most votes, but the candidate who can suspend the heaviest weight from his testes satchel. Our present leader can suspend a car battery for almost 8 seconds! Our capital Almaty now also has thriving community of black peoples. Their make up so good, they look almost exact like genuine Africans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You say that Women should not have the right to vote. Why so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be very dangerous to allow this. Everyone know the story of Ludmilla Buletnambayev, the women who read a book. Her brain overheat and she go crazy and kill her husband and childrens. We say in Kazakhstan that to give womans vote is like to give monkeys guns. We do not do this since 2003 Astana Zoo massacre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you like your sons to follow your career path into the media?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my 11 year old son Hueylewis is already an actor in the Kazakh version of Teletubbies. He have not do this long and still get nervous when he performs, particularly during the sex scenes. I do not know why, he have a magnificent charm – circumference 12 cm and should be proud to show it to the other childrens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your first wife was tragically shot by a huntsman who thought she was a bear. Tell us about this dark period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting a mouth party from a prostitute when I get a message from my neighbor Nursultan Tulyakbay, that he had shot a very large bear. I immediately leave my sister and return home, where I was very angry to find out he had shoot my wife. This made me in a temper, because I was look forward to eat bear meat that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you avenge her death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we are civilized peoples and these matters is dealt with by the courts. They found him guilty. Which meant he had to pay me the maximum compensation of half box of assorted chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you sought therapy to move on from this tragedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not tragedy, the chocolates was a very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is there no Kazakhstani FHM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not know as it would do good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you were editor of FHM Kazakhstan, who would you put on the cover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily Utmarkan – she is the ex-olympic journalist who now work in Kazakh State Circus. It would be of her most famous pose, where she put one foot in mouth, and other deep in vagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your best sex move?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite is “doggy style”, when the man stand up naked from behind and the dog stand in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’ve been widely accused of anti-Semitism, what do you make of these accusations of racism?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, is true. Thank you. High five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any regrets about your song Throw The Jew Down The Well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am very unhappy with the quality of the guitar playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell us three facts nobody else knows about the Borat movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie already been released in Kazakhstan and was blockbustering! It open on all seven of our screens and take top spot from Hollywood movie King Kong – which had been number one film in Kazakhstan ever since it was released in 1934. also Kazakhstan tv was closed down for 8 months during filming, since we had priorities to use our country’s camera. Last, the film prove very controversial in my country because of amount of anti-semitism it contain. Eventually Kazakh censor decide there was just enough and allow its release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have ypu [re[ared your Oscar speech yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends what it is for. If I receivings Oscar for Best Physical Strength, I will be use the same speech I make when Premier Nazarbayez give me trophy for suspendings a car battery from my testes longer than any other man in my village. But if I receive Oscar for Best Anti-Jew Warrior, I will be ask Mel Gibsons to accept on my behalfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you hate Uzbekistan so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They is a very nosey peoples who has a  bone in the middle of their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You lime green swimsuit caused much joy in the FHM office. Where can we get one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bathesuits was official custome of 2004 Kazakh Olympic Swimmings Team. It can be made purchase in new Kazakh supermall. “Almaty Shopcity” in either of the two stores there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you stop an outfit like that simply disappearing inside of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal it fine because my anoos is tight – it fourth tightest in my village and can remove lid of Pepsi Max bottle. But one time I eat 43 packet of beef jerkies in one hour and next day when I wear costume I have problem since my anoos was hang loose like mouth of tired dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who has been the angriest Kazakh you’ve ever come across?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was me after a particularly bad Gypsy attack. They steel my wife’s plough and touch my horse in a bad way. He was depressed for months after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long does it take to grow your moustache?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I was teased a lot about my moustache as it did not appear until I was nine year old – people thought it would never arrive! It still grow very slow and if I cut it off first thing of day, it take all morning for it to come back. Fastest in my village was my first wife – if she shave her face, by the time she had finish, it would have grow back in the place she started. She now dead. I did not kill her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which other celebrity lip ticklers do you most admire – Ned Flanders, Tom Selleck or Joseph Stalin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much admires moustache of ladies’ man, Freddie Mercury. People say I very much resembles him – in fact in Almaty’s annual “Who Look Most Like Freddie Mercury” competition this year, I come number four out of 250,000 entrants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it true you were once engaged to a goat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we was just good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you accidentally murdered anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are many rumors circulating on the internet suggesting you might be a bisexual. Would you ever have sex with a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never have sexytime with a man who is also a homosexual. Recently I watch a moviefilm name Brokeback Mountains in cinema. One day later, my friend Viktor Hotelier inform me that this film was about homosexuals. Knowing this fact, the scene where one of the cowboys makes romance in the other’s anoos took on whole new meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you wax your scrotum if a lady asked you to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I would not do anything a lady asked me to do. Second, only time in Kazakhstan people remove hair from pubis is for infestation of kratzouli or for use to make wool and knit gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, what is your most expensive ever purchase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first wife. She cost 15 litre of insecticide and was not worth even half of that. I did not kill her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interview  by Tom Cullen - courtesy of FHM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To : Steel Magnolia - Cypress Hill&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: happy (free wifi at home) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116887360494888610?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116887360494888610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116887360494888610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116887360494888610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116887360494888610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/borat-on-his-hit-moviefilm-sex-moves.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116884704281538483</id><published>2007-01-15T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:16:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ob la di ob la di ...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the one bout &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evil &lt;/span&gt;rain....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;german flat four's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont get the bloody weather down here.... i dont know how it can fucking rain so much... it has been raining for days practically non stop.... the day started out good.. bright and shiny... so i decided to wash my bed linens, right after that it started to fucking rain... it rains.. it stops... then it fuckin rains again... like mother nature enjoys playing sick jokes with us... im so fucking pissed with this weather.. im seriosuly at that breaking point.. i just wanna go out stand in the rain and swing a bat at the rain, knowing real well that my efforts will be in vain... was supposed to meet up with some indonesian friends... changed my mind bout goin out... a)hate getting wet.. b) i feel like sleeping.. c) cant really take a bath cause i've got nothin to dry myself with...my towel's in the wash..i've only one bloody towel!.. was planning to go out check out some shoes and sandals and grab a towel as well... d) realised siva will be home in the evening.. its a monday = 99cent' for 10 chicken wings at Hooters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy week starting from tomorrow... gotta prepare for my stock take...then its sleep depravation back to back... stock take.. stock audit.. sales meeting... phew! i dont even wanna play the scenario in my head.... im just gonna go with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out california fitness... that place is da shiznit... the dude was offering me a platinum membership... which entitles me to use any of their 4 clubs here and all their other clubs worldwide... etc etc... for a very fantastic price... i so nearly gave him my mastercard and signed myself up.... but what held me back was my work schedule... sales hasnt been that good... bout 40 - 50% slower compared to last month... i was worried some of our priviledges might be frozen... especially the increase in operational hours and pull back of half days.... but so far its been ok.. nothing drastic so far... still get my half days... so yea might just call up the dude... and persuade him to offer me the same price again... i seriously cant wait to start working out again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking back home the other day... to my surprise i spotted a classic Porsche in my apartment complex.... i was like a lil fat kid jumping bout after gettin a handful of candy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/994083/P1020145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/831638/P1020145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/739459/P1020148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/808324/P1020148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to work the other day.... i heard this familar sound.... that sweet sound all flat 4's make..! i turned around and noticed this... (look below).... fuck... i nearly started crying.. it was like fallin' in love all over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/192813/P1020159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/677860/P1020159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classic 60's beetle.... beautifully restored... canvas ragtop... low backs... euro bumpers.. and 911 fusch wheels...! Is' you feelin me, man....? I REALLY MISS MAY.....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Rub Pa Gun Kwam Mun - Too Phat feat. Joey Boy&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: perplexed (with the rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116884704281538483?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116884704281538483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116884704281538483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116884704281538483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116884704281538483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/ob-la-di-ob-la-di.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116721955495106492</id><published>2006-12-30T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:17:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;for working out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;and s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;taying fit...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*was gonna post this up on wednesday... but ran out of free wifi half way thru... Singaporeans aint too generous with wifi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a day in the life of..... my day off... the one day im (mostly) without worries.... i do my laundry... get some kickass indian food... and sit down with six or twelve packs of beer depending on who im with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/63491/P1020100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/60331/P1020100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch... the best mutton and briyani rice ever.... i have it every day off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/210514/P1020121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/509163/P1020121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couch potato-ing.... *check out the beer can x'mas tree* beer... peanut butter and jelly sandwiches... chips... cookies... and a latino gangsta movie and free wifi... = well spent day off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Spanky's Tag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onions have layers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer ONE&lt;br /&gt;On the Outside&lt;br /&gt;Name: Alvin Rekhraj&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date: March 6th&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: Single&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer TWO&lt;br /&gt;On the inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Punjabi &amp; Indian &amp;amp; Brit&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Having to work till retirement!&lt;br /&gt;Your Weaknesses: Beer...&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Pepperoni and cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer THREE&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts on first waking up: fuck! its my day off.. and i automatically wake up so early.. fuck this shit!&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: 12 - 1 am... unless its my day off the next day&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: Days when i didnt havta work &amp;amp; i had money in the bank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer FOUR&lt;br /&gt;Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: McD's should make me their official spokes person (i aint being supersized!)&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike&lt;br /&gt;Lipton tea or Nestea: &lt;s&gt;Nestea&lt;/s&gt; Heineken?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: Iced latte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer FIVE&lt;br /&gt;Do you&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: No&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Wanna test me?... cocksucker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer SIX&lt;br /&gt;In the Past Month&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: eeerrrmmmm.. Yes...!&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Yea.. once in high school.. lead singer of a band...&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: No&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: Yes.. but not currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game: Not just yet&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: Fuck that shit.. i am what i am.. i am who i am..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer EIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Age you’re hoping to be married: I dont know.. somewhere in my thirties.. but i sincerely feel thirties is the age to be.. for some fuckin' reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer NINE&lt;br /&gt;In a Guy / Girl&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour: Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour: Dark&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: I seriously have a thing for chicks in neck length / short hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer TEN&lt;br /&gt;What Were You Doing&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago: Talkin to my dad..&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: Having bud's and heine's and watchin blood in blood out...&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago: Still having beers and watchin blood in blood out.. talkin cock latino..esse..&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago: Nothin..&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago: Preparing for new years at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer ELEVEN&lt;br /&gt;Finish the sentence&lt;br /&gt;I love: Being free... being with company..&lt;br /&gt;I feel: Tipsy&lt;br /&gt;I hate: Not having a sollution for a problem&lt;br /&gt;I hide: I dont hide&lt;br /&gt;I miss: May... my beetle :(&lt;br /&gt;I need: "To learn how to fall madly deeply truly in love again" (exactly what Yanti said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna have time after this... so here's wishing everyone a Happy New Year...! lets start&lt;br /&gt;a-new...be better.. be greater... lets face our fears and all that good stuff.... cheers! mates....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116721955495106492?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116721955495106492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116721955495106492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116721955495106492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116721955495106492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-much-for-working-out-and-staying.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116637911485322108</id><published>2006-12-18T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:13:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Bornday Mom...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt; it's mommy's bornday today.. unfortunately im not there to celebrate it with her… its too late for cards as well…&lt;br /&gt;Anywho its 2 am and im at McD’s…. the only 24/7 place with free wifi… you get the drift now innit..? if im writing its gotta be my off day the following day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week started out pretty hectic…. Preparing for the stock inventory take and stock audit… it was my first time with this company… we never did stock take training… but the funny thing is… everything was planned out… we were prepared… it seemed TOO easy… and we finished going thru 20 over thousand items in record time… TOO EASY… until I hadta compile each staff’s inventory form’ into a master copy… that’s when things started getting fucked… I stayed up until 4am only to discover a shitload of negative variances! My body and brain was shutting down at this point, I just fucked everything aside and went to sleep… by 8 the next morning I was back in the outlet trying hurriedly to get the numbers right… but the whole thing was fucked beyond believe… I knew it felt too easy… my sales and operations manager was pissed but I don’t know somehow we sat down and managed to rectify the variances and the numbers…. It all turned it good in the end… im grateful to her.. I’ve seriously learned what not to do next month… the following day it was out weekly sales meeting at 7.30 am…. I was so sleep deprived it wasn’t funny… my brain was shutting down… in those 48 hours I only had 6 hours of sleep! I seriously don’t know how I managed to hang on…&lt;br /&gt;Things are much better now… we just havta concentrate on sales.. Christmas is in bout a weeks time… we’ve just gotta push and push and push….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to find a new apartment as well… just across the field from our old place… the new place rocks… it’s the shite man… I’ve got a room… I’ve got my own freakin bed… it’s a really nice place… really comfortable… I’m sharing the room with one of the guys though… but its all cool… Naren’s a techie and we’re all cool… dude got freaked out last night… fucking hilarious… I somehow ended up sleeping on my right arm for god knows how long.. and when I turned around my right arm didn’t move… I tried lifting my arm and it was dead! I couldn’t feel my arm.. I lifted it up with my left hand and it was heavy and limp… I was freaked out and apparently yell’d out some profanities… waking up the dude… I kept wiggling my arm as to bring back blood flow… I didn’t know I woke up the dude and was freakin him out… we had a good laugh earlier over the whole freak out episode… but seriously imagine waking up and not being able to feel your arm and not being able to move it… shit man… I seriously thought I lost my arm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got some stuff planned for tomorrow… opening a savings account for one… meetings up with some friends.. and hopefully be able to check out most places I’ve never been to over here… and *fingers crossed* go running…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea… will update tomorrow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116637911485322108?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116637911485322108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116637911485322108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116637911485322108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116637911485322108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-bornday-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116585912865060236</id><published>2006-12-12T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T03:54:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cant buy me sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everybody t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ells me so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;cant buy me sleep...yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah... what a week .. what a week... intense sial... pressure.. pressure..presure...&lt;br /&gt;im running my own store now... when i first started i was hoping to end training quickly and have my own store... while training i was hoping and expecting to go thru the whole month's training... but i kinda got screwed by my fickle mind... after a week of training i was handed my own freakin store to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its real intense cause its that time of the year and and you're required to rake in as much money as possible... my outlet's in Tampines... a good hour away by train... 30 minutes by bus luckly... but i still havta leave earlier cause i dont know the buss schedule yet... the outlet's ok.. its not too big nor too small.. the staff are reliable... sales are maintainable... although it could always be better... we have a shit load of stock.. cause everyone consolidates their items to my store to get rid off... we're a value store so to say... everything's dirt cheap... the most expensive thing in the outlet are jeans at 23 bucks.. we're pressured to clear the old / last season's items while maintaining a high level of sales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we receive so much of stock its insane...  the outlet's pretty much in a mess... i really wanna clean it up but dont really see the point... there's only so much our store room can take so most of the boxes are round the selling floor and in the fitting room... there's so much of dust and it gets dusty real fast that i've given up bothering bout the dust..! the working hours are fucking insane.. i knew it was gonna be long.. but not as fucking long as this... we've got meeting's at lease once a week at 7.30am! dont meet sales... they'll see you again in another meeting... im so sleep deprived.. its fucking insane... days when i get 8 hours of sleep its considered a blessing... but that hasnt been happening often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally off tomorrow... the day i was really looking forward to yo... sleep.. sleep.. sleep... is all i plan to do... seems like a waste of a day but i cant buy sleep man... im really dying to work out as well... i feel so shitty... i dont feel 100%... i feel like fucking jello! i love running but i havent been doing that... the last i ran was bout 2 weeks ago... seriously miss the gym.. especially circuit class... this fucking sucks man... fucking pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've not managed to find a new place as well... we were supposed to move out in 2 days... hopefully we'll be able to extend our rental period by another half month at lease... i was so fucking looking forward to my own bed! looks like i'll be roughing it out with the couch for a lil longer... but when you're dead tired and sleep is a premium any place that is sleepable is good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i enjoying myself... ofcourse not... im not inspired with work... hai... 3 cheers for me and decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit Later - its 4 freakin am and we're still in McD's.... we've been here since 12am... and daymn.. its cold! i managed to download some mp3's via limewire.... was told p2p is illegal over here... i dont know but what the hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116585912865060236?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116585912865060236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116585912865060236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116585912865060236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116585912865060236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/cant-buy-me-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116523040529561138</id><published>2006-12-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:06:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t'is the &lt;/span&gt;season to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jolly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;falala la&lt;/span&gt; la la lalal la.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or something&lt;/span&gt; along &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those lines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow..oh wow.. oh wow…. Its been a while innit… I just realized its been 2 freakin weeks since I last got online…  If you’ve been wondering… im still alive… very much tied up with work… Work feels like home now cause I spend so much time there…. &lt;br /&gt;im at work for at lease 13 hours a day… I shit you not… and when im home I just wanna cramp in as much sleep as I can…. It takes me 22 min’s to get to orchard and on those lucky days when I get a place to sit on the train…. I sleep..! I wish I could buy&lt;br /&gt;sleep man..&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to connect wirelessly in this apartment of ours sucks balls as well… we cant get an un secure wifi connection and even if you do get to log on one… you’d get prosecuted if caught!  I have so lost touch with the cyber would… don’t know whats been happening to all my favourite bloggers…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its dec... less than 30 days to a new year... cant believe it man... the christmas atmosphere is heating up in orchard... hopefully i'll have sometime to enjoy the festivities.. the dudes are planning to celebrate by the beach or something... *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the long hours…. Work isn’t that bad… its pretty fun selling items… im always pushing myself to sell more and get more dollar per head… time goes by quickly as long as there’s people coming in and out… as im still in training.. im pressuring myself to learn up  and understand everything bout the outlet’s operations as fast as possible…. I want everything at my finger tips… its crucial to know how to bend the rules without breaking them… there’s less paper work and there’s no ordering compared to food and beverage management… so that’s pretty good… we have sales meetings every week at 70.30am… so that sucks balls as well… we get mostly tourists in our outlet… Indonesians… who are mostly surprisingly hot… very fussy Indians… and a huge number of Filipinos.. who for some reason have made that mall a hangout / meeting place… the people I work with are all Filipinos.. all married with kids… nice people.. im so intrigued with the tagalong language.. they’ve even offered to find me a Filipino girlfriend…!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/1600/91791/P1020094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6548/1161/320/307952/P1020094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats the hall.. my "room"... my "bed" on the right... my "wardrobe" just below the fan... its messier if you check it out in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve got 10 more days to get our arses out of this apartment…. And we haven’t secured another apartment just yet… im so freakin eager to get my own room and my own bed… I just cant wait man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my off day today… its 5.30pm now… so fuckin fast… all I did was sleep..sleep..sleep… get a hair cut… discovered my hair is thinning…! My hair is thinning! Im almost 24 and my freakin hair is thinning… am I like aging faster than I should.. I gotta bloody shave every fuckin day… its such a chore man… I gotta wake up a lil more earlier just to shave… hai! What the fuck to say… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my laundry… drying laundry over here.. is easier said than done… easiest way is to dry it indoors… drying it outdoors requires some skill… you gotta secure your clothes on a bamboo poll and slide it thru the window into a hole at the rear of the apartment… half way trying to place the poll in the holder my abs started cramping… I was so worried I’d drop the bloody poll 5 floors down…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin bout abs… feel like my tummy’s getting bigger… I haven’t been working out… I only went running once last week… finally made use of the park… i should go for a run again later… fuck la im getting a cold… I gotta go get some medication before it gets worst… cant afford to fall sick man… I’ll get my ass toasted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta run now... im sittin outdoors in mcd's and its starting to rain.... so much for that run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!... wankers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116523040529561138?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116523040529561138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116523040529561138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116523040529561138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116523040529561138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116403462014894353</id><published>2006-11-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:57:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Back in this lil island.. was back home for the weekend.. it was pure bliss getting to sleep on my bed… back to the couch now… sittin in McD’s again… the wifi isn’t as fast as I’d like it to be… but what the hell… it sucks sittin in McD's only because of the smell of french fries and burgers... contrary to believe i havent been eating McD's for breakie lunch and dinner over here... i just dont feel like it... i've been surprisingly eating a lot of rice.. shit you not..!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates… I haven’t had the mood for anything here… I cant jack off wifi at home.. its mostly secured connections… so I gotta get my ass down to McD’s… and I don’t always feel like doing that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve completed my class room training sessions… now im just eagerly waiting to go to the training store in orchard… collected my medical report today… all good.. im healthy.. got my photos taken a while ago… gotta go submit my papers at the ministry of manpower tomorrow… its somewhere in tanjong pagar… I’ve never been there.. its gonna be a lil daunting finding that place.. hopefully it isn’t too busy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t been doing much here… I’ve been sober for a couple of weeks now.. I don’t know.. I just don’t feel like drinking over here… like I don’t have that drinking mood.. im not like looking forward to having a beer… I haven’t been working out either.. my tummy’s getting bigger… all those ab’ workouts I did.. is pretty much going to waste.. we have a swiss ball and some weights at home… no one seems to be using them… told myself that I’d start working out today… there’s a huge park / field in front of our block.. and with the swiss ball and weights I can pretty work every muscle…&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I fell asleep after lunch and when I got up I was raining sharks and pigs.. the rain over here is pretty scary… and the sidewalks tend to get flooded and muddy… which really suck balls..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siva’s off tomorrow.. plan to head out somewhere… catch casino royale maybe… check out whats on sale… got my eyes set on a few pairs of shoes… im fighting the urge to buy them… we’ll need cash next month for the new place..  deposits… buying necessities and stuff.. and I don’t wanna s.o.s dad for cash… im saving that for real emergencies… I’ll only be getting my salary at the end of December… a whole lot of budgeting to do… i dont know man... i havent got the mood for anything here.. i can even feel it in my writing.. oh and the singapore sexpo is on this weekend... that be something.. we dont get stuff like that back home.. i'll be starting work by the weekend... but hopefully we can make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea… I gotta be heading home in a lil… gotta get up nice and early tomm… hopefully I’ll have more interesting stuff to update soon… im boring myself writing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps…. NIKI, if you’re reading this… I cant access your blog… authorize / invite me or something… let me know ya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116403462014894353?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116403462014894353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116403462014894353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116403462014894353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116403462014894353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-in-this-lil-island.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116351478685085230</id><published>2006-11-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:33:06.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; sup wankers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not feeling too good right now... sittin alone in fuckin McD's... trying to surf the net.. averaging bout 50mb per second... which is fuckin slow and im gettin bloody irritated.. spilled apple sauce on my t shirt.. why the fuck did i buy an apple pie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been attending class room trainings for 2 days now.. another day to go tomorrow... 9am to 6pm... i havta go to bed bout 11 so i'll be reasonably awake at 7 am..&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping on a rattan couch... which totally feels like shit.. i cant turn round.. my legs fall over the edge of the couch... and i gotta pay 175 bucks later cause rent is due tomorrow.... i fuckin miss the comforts of home... nothin remotely good on local tele... and oh my god! you wouldnt believe it.. XiaXue's on the tele...! but im very thankful to siva and his mates for taking me in.. i still have a decent enough place to sleep and take a shower... all for only a 175 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to start training in an outlet this friday.. but i havent completed my medical test = work permit no ready = i cant work..!&lt;br /&gt;i can only go for my medical on thurdsday.. only after a couple of days i can submit it for the work permit and hopefully the work permit will be ready by next week... so now im pretty fucked.. will i still be paid for not being able to work the weekend...? what the fuck am i gonna do alone during the weekend...? its really pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one good thing atlease i was told.. i'll be lucky if i dont go for outlet training on the weekend... its in orchard.. its a weekend.. you're required to work bout 14 hours..! ... a day! i've got acquainted with quite a few people this past 4 days... so thats good as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how things go next..  i wanna get away from the fuckin depressin Mcas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116351478685085230?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116351478685085230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116351478685085230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116351478685085230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116351478685085230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/sup-wankers.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116279859719197335</id><published>2006-11-06T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:24:19.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/header.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was expecting it to be a typical run of the mill malay movie.. but boy was I wrong.. S’kali’s one of those new age Malaysian movies… trying to be different.. seeking to portray taboo issues and thus being controversial… Controversial being the new “IN” thing with modern Malaysian movies… (?)&lt;br /&gt;S’kali’s the brainchild of one Arivind Abraham.. dude’s someone I sincerely have not heard of before.. forgive my ignorance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie’s rather short at just over an hour.. don’t take it as an indication that S’kali sucks though.. S’kali’s watch able… very watch able..! I mean there’s no suspense or horror or action or stuff like that.. the storyline and plot is very straight forward… which is good.. it doesn’t fry your brain… because of this it kept me glued to the movie.. it may be different if you tend to get restless with slow-ish moving movies.. but then again its only an hour and only when it ends do you realize its only been a freakin hour..&lt;br /&gt;You may tend to go.. eh what the fuck la… macam tak kena je…. Transition from some scenes seem a lil jumpy… then we get to a new scene.. they’re talking bout something that happened.. you go like… what did I miss..? when did that happen..? if all that was fixed the movie could have actually run longer than an hour.. but would it still be watchable? I seriously don’t know.. for me it was good enough the way it is…. The issues were very natural.. the characters were very natural… the script was like a typical Malaysian conversation… you can really relate to it… there are some quotes which really captures you.. and you’d go like that is so freakin true… really liked the Jason Lo scene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 main characters… i’ve never watched or heard of any of them before… except for Angeline Rose… who was in KL Lights… were brilliant.. being very natural.. portraying the Malaysian teen as he or she is… you tend to recall your high school days… like I seriously known peepz like Ravin and Bahir and Tzao… wonder where most of them are now..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S’kali (Sekali) meaning Once or Together in Malay.. S’kali in this case revolves around a group of 5 friends.. fresh out of high school… on the verge of adulthood with reality hitting them and the challenges they’ve to endure maturing.. as different races with individual cultures and believes.. the main question that comes to mind is… “isn’t it time to move on?”… im not 18 no more but I’ve been asking myself the same thing… and im actually finally moving on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have Ravin (Jayaram Nagaraj)… the aspiring movie script writer… who’s so damn eager to get a working script in hand… he wants to rocket through his career… so much so that he cant realize 100% of his potential… he cant seem to do good enough..&lt;br /&gt;his parents on the other hand want him to take up accountancy.. whats new with Indians?&lt;br /&gt;Being Indian he’s so fed up fighting for himself… what with the stereotypes and all..&lt;br /&gt;“you’re Chinese.. you’ll have it so much better than I’ll ever do here!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sze Huey (Davina Goh).. the new age open minded Chinese girl.. who’s a writer aspiring to change the world one person at a time.. unfortunately for her… her parents still have that very old skool Chinese mentality… prejudices and bigotries… Ravin and Sze Huey eventually get into a relationship… “I don’t want you going out with an Indian guy.. I don’t mind you having Indian friends.. but not an Indian boyfriend..! im not being a racist.. you may not understand it now, but someday you will..”&lt;br /&gt;interracial relations… eerrrmmm.. mind you.. Sze Huey’s parents aren’t the only kolot minded ones…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzao (Derek Ong).. the typical straight-A chinaman… skema and very uptight.. dude seriously feels fucked over by our education system… stressed up and always bitter and angry towards to administrators and the privileges some enjoy… its like no questions should be asked.. he deserves a scholarship and a place in a local uni…  he often lets his anger out orally towards Bahir… “whats the point of staying in this country, when im not appreciated… I guess that’s one of the perks of being Malaysian..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahir (Zimy Rozan).. the malay dude.. privileges and all… often takes the wrath of Tzao’s words to heart..  besides being the gifted one… he’s not just strolling thru life like its free.. dude’s an apiring indie music artist… but he’s fucked over as well… by the music industry.. cause he’s not “Mawi” enough..! he realizes its not who you are, its what you are and who you know that matters in the industry.. in other words.. as long as you’re a money making sucker.. you’d do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehmina (Angeline Rose)… Tehm for short… the different one… the Serani one.. lain-lain lah.. she was having it good I suppose… but life took a 360 degree turn for her all of a sudden.. her dad walks out on the family… mom’s having a nervous breakdown… she’s so afraid of being judged for her misfortunes by her friends… she discovers alcohol and it becomes her new best friend… true what.. alcohol doesn’t judge you… life’s uncertain for her now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are we talking about another Sepet or Gubra here..? you may go like… che! Same old story lah.. heard it a million times… but S’kali’s courting a different type of controversy here… Unlike Sepet and Gubra which potrayed a sorta perfect Malaysian world… people’s mindset’s have already changed of sorts… remember the Chinese Malay love affair… the iman helping the hookers… all good right, but right after you exit the cinema.. its still the not so perfect world.. most people didnt wanna accept that ideology remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S’kali on the other hand feels more natural… it hits the spot.. no bullcrap.. fortunately it shows things as it is  now and how things are still gonna be for years to come… it catches realities and reminds you and me that although we are outwardly different from the previous generations… inside we’re still the same… get where its going..? things are still the same… we’re trying to change… but its still the same… albeit hopefully with a couple more generations down the road things might actually change (for the better) for us Malaysians.. we can never change the generations before us… they’ve their own reasons… it hits us in the face that there’s always some prejudices in all of us no matter how much we say we’re not like that…  because of that some of us are afraid of acting out… of going against our prejudices…. Like how Ravin and Tze Huey had to keep their relationship a secret and how it eventually got to them… Bahir having feelings for Tehm but not having the balls to confess it to her.. afraid of being the black sheep with his family and community…  would certain people actually wanna give up something good that they have going on, for the sake of not being labeled prejudice..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re looking to get away from reality, this is not the film for you… if not S’kali’s a good watch… it may actually bring you back to reality… the prejudices have to go first… "never know one day the world may just be filled with Chindians.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who havent watched it.. S'kali's on this month's Astro Box Office Movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Berdiri - Suki&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Drowsy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116279859719197335?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116279859719197335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116279859719197335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116279859719197335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116279859719197335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-expecting-it-to-be-typical-run-of.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116237330887444242</id><published>2006-11-01T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:48:48.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;y Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;er's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Spanky McWanker&lt;/a&gt; when i came upon this...&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing quite like getting loaded at a chinese coffee shop"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...well.. what a coinsidence indeed... im sitting at the Kopitiam with a bottle of friendly mr green... Heineken..Heineken..! not carlsberg..&lt;br /&gt;i came for the free wifi... i promise.. i wasnt thinking bout beer or anything related..&lt;br /&gt;i actually ordered an iced hazelnut white coffee.. but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt; changed it to a heineken... Heine's only 7.50 here..! can u blame me..? but the heine' taste's rather weird.. maybe cause im drinking alone..? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116237330887444242?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116237330887444242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116237330887444242&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116237330887444242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116237330887444242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-livers-still-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116222727059781838</id><published>2006-10-31T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:01:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; N&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ake&lt;/span&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;azy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday evening… im home alone… im seriously hungry.. there’s nothing to eat.. going out to get some grub feels so much like a chore now… but the bigger question is what to get? Mind is telling me McD’s body is saying no.. I’ll just hang on for a lil bit… its close to dinner time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the Simpson’s Halloween special marathon… I wish I could sit down and have some beer with homer.. ironically that nerd flanders is now the ickly didly master of evil… and homer has a time traveling toaster..A TIME TRAVELLING TOASTER … how fucking cool is that? But I must say flanders looks pretty good in a satan lycra suit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai boy was bragging bout some German beer the other day… bout its high alco level.. weird but likeable taste’.. and its cheap price tag.... cheapo German beer… we’d be total morons not to try it out..!&lt;br /&gt;So we got a couple cans of Oettinger… 5.50 for a large can = happiness..! sadly yours truely couldn’t finish the can of Oettinger… only cause it tasted a lot like stout… muthafuckin stout..! I hate stout. Personally feel stout taste’ like soy sauce… it was still drinkable though.. a lil sweetish.. mix one part tiger and one part stout and you’d get Oettinger.. easiest way to describe it.. besides the price tag, its 8.9% alco level is very appealing… frankly it’s one of the best way’ to get high fast!.. a couple cans of Oettinger and you’d have a semi permanent smile on your face.. but only if you don’t mind the taste of stout… I’ll have a couple of my regular beers next time… then try out Oettinger again… it might be easier to stomach that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lil German beer experiment… we ended up in the cinema watching Don… Yes.. Don… that shah rukh khan movie… the alco might have played a lil part in our decision making.. but then again Don seemed like one of the better movies and a bollywood movie is always worth every dollar of the ticket price innit..&lt;br /&gt;Besides we somehow agreed that no matter how bad the movie was gonna be… the alcohol would help us “layan” the movie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what the hell the movie was about… it is apparently a remake of the orginal Don, starring Amitabh Bachchan almost 3 decades ago..! this latest Don though is mostly shot in Malaysia… mostly as in like 90% of the movie… I was surprised to see Shamser Sidhu acting in the movie as well.. the dude only spoke like twice.. but the wanker looks good enough not to say anything… There were 5 song sequence’ throughout the movie.. found it hilarious that the ruthless Don was singing and dancing about… felt like a play.. but then what’s a bollywood flick without song sequences… if you're not into the songs you could always use the 5 minutes to go piss without a rush or buy more snacks.. take a fag.. etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;I did like one song though.. don’t know what its called.. its that song shot in kampong baru.. Khaike Paan Banaraswala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t expecting much but the movie’s pretty good.. its still bollywood-y  but it was better than the typical bollywood flicks we’re used to… you can tell that a big budget was involved which made all the difference… its really comparable to Hollywood flicks! im not even one who's into hindi movies cause they're damn predictable but its pretty twisted this one.. which is great.. keeps you glued to youe seat... there are a few twists throughout the movie.. of course im not gonna mention it here and spoil it for you wankers… think of it as a hindi version of Face/Off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/PC2873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/PC2873.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Priyanka Chopra was the best part… she was deliciously sizzling hot…! well would you expect less from a former miss world?&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to say her presence really made the movie worth watching… watching her I didn’t wanna fall asleep… Priyanka kept me glued to my seat :) I cant believe she’s only 24! Drugs.. deception.. twisted cops… and hot chicks.. so yea pretty good watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats new.. whats new.. my list of nieces and nephews are growing… another one was born today… the twins have a lil brother now… I seriously pity their grandmom… my mom’s sis.. im pretty sure mom’s gonna be hangin round there more often… parents ordered a cake as a gift or something.. dude’s only like a day old and he’s already getting a cake… babies.. pphhffff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got like 10 days of so left till I leave… its sinking in but im pretty chillaxed still… haven’t prepared my stuff.. haven’t bought stuff.. packed… im just waiting for the call then I’ll get to work,,, im cool like that… last minute… I pretty much know what to take it’s the packing that worrying.. im trying to take as little baggage as possible.. for my footwear itself im gonna need a separate bag.. and im not even taking all of them..&lt;br /&gt;Last circuit class as well for this week….. ironically I never wanted to join circuit..i dreaded it even before trying it out… and now thanks to Nessa and Lea.. its like my weekly must do thingy… seriously gonna miss circuit and Fitness Junction itself.. that place is like family man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn its already past 12…. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy Halloween!!&lt;/span&gt; boys and girls… where’s my candy..? where’s my freakin’ candy…??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: Black Horse &amp;amp; Cherry Tree - KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;Currently feeling: like having a milky bar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116222727059781838?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116222727059781838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116222727059781838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116222727059781838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116222727059781838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-tv-and-no-beer.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116178338646204250</id><published>2006-10-25T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:41:40.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.. Lu&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ch.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;...then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;s&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ome&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;daymn... im so muthafuckin bored... there somehow seems to be a whole shitload of crap on cable tonight... man.. im beyond freakin boredom... its so much like mental torture!&lt;br /&gt;Its weirdly chilly as well tonight.. or is it just me going insane..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaki had a lil get together lunch at Indulgence... Her 23rd Birthday... i actually mistook it for the 20th... but better early than late i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty brisk lunch affair... i arrived 30 minutes late.. fashionably...&lt;br /&gt;really didnt know what the hell to get her as a pressie... and i dreaded having to go to the malls during this holiday period... i just grabbed a bottle of sauvignon blanc from my collection instead... hopefully she enjoy's it... i've been keeping that baby for 3 years now.. i on the other hand will never get to know how it taste'.. unless im able to find another of the same vineyard and vintage and keep it for another 3 years.. very unlikely..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 4 girls.. and 2 guys.. the other one being Shaki's boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;As i arrived late i hadta settle for the last seat which was in a very awkward position.. really uncomfortable.. Sanjes was like.. why you so quiet? but im always the quiet one... besides you know girls and their stories.. better to just listen.. Shaki's guy's a pretty decent guy.. easy to talk with and stuff.. but ya, you know us being guys.. not that complicated.. i know if i'd had a better seat i could have been more social.. if only i'd arrive earlier.. i could have sat beside Josil.. Josil was hot.. havent seen her in quite sometime.. Love her tan man..&lt;br /&gt;the girls were all moaning after lunch.. so full la.. too much la.. i was like who brought the cake? what! no cake? i was craving Indulgence's tiramisu but no one wanted any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1020017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1020017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josil... Birthday girl... Sanjes... Sangeet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sanjes still looks like a baby.. Sangeet = typical punjabi bebe... she's bigger than me.. im ONLY half punjabi so shut the fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1020020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1020020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reuben on the left... I love taking candid photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone keeps asking me when im leaving.. about the job.. this and that... reality is hittin me now.. im actually going back to work.. im starting all over with something new.. days back home are gettin shorter.. i cant say its not daunting.. i cant say its messing with my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta clean my fucken room tomorrow... put away my stuff.. hide things.. think dad's plannin to take over this room... he was asking me what i was gonna do with my wine / beer collection.. drink it.. give it away.. keep it whatever... i wanna finish the san mig before i leave though.. a'ight wanktards.. think i'll just hit the sack.. its only 9 fucking o clock.... someone please kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: Ooh La La - Goldfrapp&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116178338646204250?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116178338646204250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116178338646204250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116178338646204250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116178338646204250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116160944933265936</id><published>2006-10-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:37:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It rained.. its raining.. i dont know what to make of this weather.. sitting outdoors its still pretty humid...&lt;br /&gt;Im sitting in Starbucks.. waiting for 3 chicks to arrive.. Is it my lucky day?&lt;br /&gt;or atleast i was told there's 3 of 'em...&lt;br /&gt;The venti latte is still steaming.. im telling myself i should have taken a frappe instead.. oh choices that we make..&lt;br /&gt;just received a message.. she or they is/are running late... oh well thank god for free wifi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea… it wasn’t really a lucky night out.. if you wanna look at it that way cause only one chick turned up…&lt;br /&gt;For me it was still cool though.. Shaki turned up… seriously it wasn’t a bad night out.. Shaki was pissed  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I wasn’t pissed*&lt;/span&gt; cause she was going to get the rest of the girls but they turned her down last minute… Josil was having dinner with an aunt.. Sanjes was grounded so to say… apalah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just hanged out and chit chatted over hot coffee… total opposite when im with the guys… it usually involves a lot of Heineken and cock talk soon after.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Shaki never fails to look me up every time she’s back home… and like I’ve said before I always enjoy hangin out with her… she’s fun company.. somehow we always have tons to talk about and the conversations are always good..&lt;br /&gt;Of course the topic of marriage and life after popped up… im still firm on not seeing myself settling down albeit with me feeling differently about kiddies now… Shaki predicts I’ll take a 360 degree turn on my stand and she’ll receive a wedding invitation from me in say 5 years from now…  I just hope she doesn’t jinx the whole im single and im enjoying it thingy I have going on now..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still pretty much sleep deprived.. man I really need to get used to being awake longer with no naps in between… im going back to work in a couple of weeks… really need to prepare myself… I just woke up bout 3 hours ago and now typing this my eyes are watering… I feel so drowsy… mahai..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting the urge to take a nap.. gotta accompany my dad on his raya visiting later… being a good kid and trying to spend as much time with the family as possible.. mom’s at home most of the time.. so opportunities like this are all I have to spend time with the father.. besides the lure of home made rendang and stuff are good enough reasons to go raya visiting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conversation I had with dad the other day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don’t wanna go… I don’t even know them..&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Well get to know them.. their have a couple of pretty daughters&lt;br /&gt;Me: So?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: So….. You have a look.. never know you might be interested!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why? You’re very happily married now is it?&lt;br /&gt;Dad:……………………….&lt;br /&gt;Me: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: There… that’s one of them… go be friendly..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Geezz! If you want you go for it man…&lt;br /&gt;Dad: WHAT? Me? I cant…..&lt;br /&gt;Me: hehe *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll see how long he stays away from buggin me now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Indian Girls - Yogi B &amp;amp; Nachatra&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116160944933265936?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116160944933265936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116160944933265936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116160944933265936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116160944933265936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-rained.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116131409927087426</id><published>2006-10-20T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:27:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nerdy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ou..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mahai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2006/09/nerdy/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2006/09/nerdy/16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbspot.com/News/2006/09/white-and-nerdy-quiz.php"&gt;Take the freakin' quiz...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RayhgR2_4lg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RayhgR2_4lg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the white gangsta vid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linked from &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Elainie"&gt;Lainie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116131409927087426?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116131409927087426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116131409927087426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116131409927087426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116131409927087426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-white-nerdy-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116127793436292096</id><published>2006-10-20T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:26:32.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ntroducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ankers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Say Hi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn.. im so freakin tired… my upper body hurts.. circuit class was killer today.. I’ve never done so many flutter kicks in my life…! That’s one ab’ workout I seriously don’t fancy.. im so freakin tired... pretty much sleep deprived... went out at 7.30 last night... the Heinekens keep flouring.. i reached home at 6 this morning.. really considered going for a run but then i didnt wanna embarrass myself by puking my guts out half way thru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re wondering who Mia is..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010985.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My uber cool Compaq Presario V3119 aka Mia… my new baby..&lt;br /&gt;Freakin good buy… baby’s loaded with everything except a washer and dryer… AMD Turion 64x2.. half a Gig of memory… nVidia GeForce Graphics with 256 mb or ram… 80 gb hdd… dvd burner.. and a whole lot of other goodies..&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t pushed it to its limits yet.. the touch pad needs some getting used to… I gotta be very careful… cant afford having butter fingers with this one…&lt;br /&gt;there’s a whole load of stuff to transfer from my pc… especially my cherished 12 Gigs of music.. I like my music to go bump bump bump… unfortunately the built in Altec Lansing speakers are piss ass BORING! It doesn’t know the meaning of bass….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im becoming beer tolerant… the last two beer sessions ended with me wondering what the fuck happened… I didn’t feel a thing.. there wasn’t that happy floating  feeling :( im accustomed with… and what ever effects of alcohol seem to disappear very quickly…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if this is a good thing or not… weird man.. am I changing with age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking bout changing with age… lately I’ve been feeling that kids aren’t actually a bad thing.. I’ve been looking at them in a whole other way… like they’re actually cute! Am I like aging and my parenting instincts are kicking in… kinda freaky man..&lt;br /&gt;I surprised myself.. shit you not… I’ve never been good with kids…. I get weird and really uncomfortable when im around kids… like shoo.. go away.. don’t come close.. I don’t know what to do… but the other day my twin nieces came over… they’re like 4 years old.. and they can speak alot… it was kinda fun layaning them.. I even sat down and listened to their nonsense and answered their million queries… what is that.. whas is this.. why like that.. why like this… you’d never catch me doing something like that ever before…&lt;br /&gt;I told Is bout it… all the wanker did was laugh at me in disbelieve!&lt;br /&gt;Ironically in this month’s issue of Men’s Health theres an article on “what women like to watch their man doing” on a scale of 1 to 10 talking nicely with his mom gets a full 10 and *drum roll* playing with young kids gets a solid 10 as well…! So I reckon this aint a bad thing now innit… &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;girls / ladies how bout giving me your 2 cents on the issue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whats up with October and birthdays… so many birthdays this month… one of my aunt's.. my brother’s.. &lt;s&gt;stoner&lt;/s&gt; &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Shan&lt;/a&gt;… and Shaki my friend… I think its her 23rd today..&lt;br /&gt;Anywho… Happy Deepavali and Selamat Hari Raya…. Enjoy the holidays… Is dude.. remember to save me some rending oi…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116127793436292096?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116127793436292096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116127793436292096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116127793436292096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116127793436292096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/introducing-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116049560943677944</id><published>2006-10-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:37:06.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt; Fre&lt;/span&gt;akin' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ssin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wi&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; my He&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;d..&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/12637_06_l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/200/12637_06_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. what the fucks up with moi and freaky weirdo dreams.. bejesus..man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i dreamt..that Tesco..yes that brit hypermarket... was selling cheap rip off Abercrombie flip flops...!!&lt;br /&gt;oh the horror...!! the same exact blue and orange Abercrombie flip flops that i have and adore... except instead of the moose logo... there was some other fuck up rip off logo or inscription on...&lt;br /&gt;you laugh!.. but imagine.. its the same as spending 100 over bucks(!) on genuine Crocs only to discover Tesco selling exact rip offs for below 20 bucks..! how'd you feel man..?&lt;br /&gt;same thing here.. i like wearing stuff that i dont see others wearing.. and when theres cheap rip offs circulating... it doesnt feel special no more... its just a dream man.. but why... why cant i have normal guy dreams.. like beautiful chicks and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and no im not fuckin vain.. at lease i dont think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Watching: One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: like having dessert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116049560943677944?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116049560943677944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116049560943677944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116049560943677944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116049560943677944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/stop-freakin-messin.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-116039666232332597</id><published>2006-10-09T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:37:15.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(220, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m B&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ck.. i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m Ba&lt;/span&gt;ck...&lt;/span&gt; M&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e B&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ba&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt; BaC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paradoxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(250, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;is B&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ack.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;m &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ck.. B&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;k.. B&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ck.. Back.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What up people...&lt;br /&gt;im back... im back... did you wankers miss, you master....?&lt;br /&gt;was in Singapore for almost the whole of last week.. wasnt expecting to stay for that long, but things just turned out that way... havent worked out in more than a week now.. but i did walk a helluva lot in Singapore.. and freakin' sweat so much.. it was pissing off.. after a couple minutes out of the house, i'd start sweating.. no matter what time of the day it was...! the haze was terrible to boot..&lt;br /&gt;since i got home i've been feeling so unenergetic and totally like a whimp.. so fatigued.. i dont know why.. like i got up at 12pm today and by 3pm after lunch i was drowsy again.. its fucking annoying.. i dont like feeling this way.. tomorrow i gotta get up early and get to the gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good to be back but at the same time it kinda sucks.. if ya know what i mean.. i feel so heaty.. its like im falling sick... hate the bloody weather over here.. although the haze aint as bad as it was in Singapore.. it just feels very sucky.. warm and icky.. Ipoh naturally, i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;impromptu-ly planned to get a hair cut earlier.. somehow my mom's always against the idea of me cutting my hair.. she's afraid i might just come home with a shaven head... she hates it whenever i surprise her that way...&lt;br /&gt;Its just that my head feels weird.. like its warm.. its like a heat trap... i dont know.. i'll just go with it i suppose till i cant take it no more... i havta wash my head more often now as well.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Met Is last night.. dude got a drug correction centre inmate haircut... actually its more of a flat top meets a drug correction centre inmate hair do... it must just be the weather getting to everyone... or Is just misses the 80's.. "Stop its Hammer Time!"... frankly, a shaved head would be awesome now...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its unbelievable... i know.. cant believe its actually happening... im leaving Ipoh.. I got a job in Singapore.. Im just waiting for my permits to be done and the conformation dates for the next training session... its not food and beverage related... im trying retail for a change... long working hours.. immense pressure to meet sales targets... but the pay and benefit package is good.. 9 months fast track to a conformed retail outlet manager... no time for anything else but work for the next 9 months..!&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to be able to join a good company... with a fast track to a great career... but at the same time.. its daunting.. after not working for so long.. getting back to the high paced..high pressure working environment.. pretty scary...    gettin up early.. getting home late... paperwork.. and all that other stuff a manager is required to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea... my last month in Ipoh, people... &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Shan&lt;/a&gt; i share the sentiments... good karma has kicked in.. and it feels great! its about time too... &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~lainie"&gt;Lainie&lt;/a&gt;... the answer to your question.. im finally leaving mate... :)&lt;br /&gt;Last month attending circuit class and working out at FJ.. last month to drive May and enjoy every second of it... the hardest part would be not being able to drive in   freakin Singapore.. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still chillaxed though.. i know i've got a helluva lot to prepare.. stuff to buy.. pack (last minute as usual)... people to visit.. finding a place to stay in Singapore.. California Fitness was cheap $85 a month.. or is that high? but i seriously doubt i'll be able to visit the gym with the long working hours.. something i seriously havta plan out.. but running wouldnt be a problem..there's plenty of sidewalks to run on in the subburbs.. worst case would be to just run up and down the staircase..&lt;br /&gt;I love Ang Mo Kio.. but i dont wanna crash with my aunt and cousin.. they're family and all but ya know.. i'll kinda havta behave and etc etc.. and i'll be based in Marina Bay in the beginning month or so... a lot to consider.. i'd love a place close to the MRT so i'd be able to just walk and not take a bus to the MRT station.. seriously i've never considered using public transportation here and having to take the bus over in Singapore feels so much like a chore...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i'll just enjoy the easy life while it lasts and leave the thinking for later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currenly Listening To: El Nin-Yo! - Tata Young&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: heavy headed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-116039666232332597?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116039666232332597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=116039666232332597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116039666232332597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/116039666232332597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115979430707744309</id><published>2006-10-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:08:29.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; MeMeME &lt;/span&gt;Me MeMe MeMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;mEmE mE&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MeMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MeMe Me M&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e MeMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this at &lt;s&gt;Tubby's&lt;/s&gt; &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Shan's&lt;/a&gt;... just felt like doing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;- To shave or not to shave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;- For A Good Time Call Shan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?&lt;br /&gt;- DOOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;- Earth! its not like i've been able to leave earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;- Unknown number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- The Butterfinger's Your Mama.. but am currently using Hinder's Lips Of An Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kinda shirt you have on?&lt;br /&gt;- Navy Blue retro giordano collar t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe yourself in one phrase.&lt;br /&gt;- Beer' makes me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Barefooted.. Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch flip flops by my side though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;- Bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;- Shan..? eerrrmmm wacko Mr. Burns wanna be.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're alone in a room with two beds,which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;- The one nearest to the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Lying down in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message say that you received on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;- "Regards to Siva" - Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;- At home.. in the wall beside the gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- Dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;- My ex i suppose.. but not THAT way anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;- My dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;- Not much.. only clarityne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;- I use and SD card..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;- i suppose the time before i hadta worry about money and responsibilities etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- Seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;- Some cool chinese calligraphy thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- The moneychanger charged me more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. if you have to choose between bucks or to be able to fly?&lt;br /&gt;- More money more fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;- Its A Long Way To The Top - ACDC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;- My dad... of course... in a heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch one person in the face who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- only one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the closest object to your left foot?&lt;br /&gt;- My CPU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115979430707744309?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115979430707744309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115979430707744309&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115979430707744309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115979430707744309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/mememe-me-meme-meme-meme-meme-meme.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115501503946740052</id><published>2006-09-25T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:11:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VW Convoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hotsprings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was gonna post this early last month... i got lazy... yada yada yada... It was a VW convoy from Ipoh to the Sungkai Hot Springs Resort in Sungkai... where we met up with other classic cars and bikes... Sungkai being a small town somewhere in southern Perak... The drive there was good... the trunk road is always interesting...&lt;br /&gt;The event was themed Jalan Jalan Mari Makan... but we were totally fucked over... we ended up having to buy our own lunch... The dining area set up for participants was half assed... there was only space for half the amount of people... and as usual Malaysians... were rushing to get a place to sit... morons! i dont know which fucktard managed the event... he or she just needs to stand in front of a speeding train and die... thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is vows not join the VW club for anymore events... i kinda agree... cause all these old farts do is park their cars and act like they have the greatest VW's around... for fucks sake please lah!&lt;br /&gt;but if any consolation the hotsprings resort was pretty cool...  it was pretty calming.. sittin by the hot water ponds while soaking my legs...&lt;br /&gt;all calm turned to rage and then humour after that... the best part was no information was ever conveyed.... im guessing maybe only to us... and when we went back to the car... everyone else's cars were missing... everyone had left and we didnt even know about it!... i couldnt believe it... it was too hilarious... the fucktards punk'd us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10104481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/collage.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/collage.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was a muthafucking crazy Mini Moke... its a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; Mini Moke..! check it out.. rattan seats... coconut shell lamps... bamboo bars.. bamboo lamps.. coconut leaf roof.. the works man.. it even had a photo of the PM and his late wife, above the rear seat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/collage1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/collage1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i wanna fucking go for a jog.... damn this rain... its like gone psycho... it rains.. it stops.. its windy as hell... then it gets sunny... then it rains again... for Gods sake man... just fucking rain and be done with it... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Karma Police - Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115501503946740052?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115501503946740052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115501503946740052&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115501503946740052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115501503946740052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/vw-convoy-to-hotsprings-was-gonna-post.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115909562265017547</id><published>2006-09-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:04:07.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Best Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;To Come Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;From McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Samurai Pork Burger.... exclusively available in Thailand... im a big beef fan... but this has gotta be the best Mc burger i've tasted...! how i wish they had this here... only when pigs start flying i suppose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010903.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010903.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pork patty marinated with teriyaki sauce... topped with lettuce and mayo... sandwiched in between a beautiful sesame seed bun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010905.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know... it looks messed up... not interesting... but taste it and you'll be amazed..! one word... yummylicious...! best stoner food ever... it didnt even matter that there was too much mayo...&lt;br /&gt;one thing i noticed in Mc Hat Yai... all their burger's were made to order... you'll havta wait a lil while for your order but you're guaranteed a fresh burger.. i didnt mind waiting one bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010829.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010830.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010832.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one... i forgot what it was called... it was on their weekly special menu... exactly like the Big Mac... but beef patties are instead replaced with pork patties... no gherkins though... pork patties taste' like the foldover's chicken patties... but yea simplest way to describe it... Pork Big Mac....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010854.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EXTRA larger fries... another good stoning companion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Close Your Eyes - Eddie Halliwell&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: bored + hungry + tired (from doing nothing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115909562265017547?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115909562265017547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115909562265017547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115909562265017547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115909562265017547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-thing-to-come-out-from-mcdonalds.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115850880875612276</id><published>2006-09-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:42:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;holy mother of.... Hat Yai was just bombed last night... im fucking shocked man.. we got back from Hat Yai exactly a week ago... it's unbelievable.. i dont know what made us decide on going last week... we actually had strong reservations about going, given the possibility of terrorism and violence in the south... imagine the irony if we were there right now! man.. i can only imagine the chaos over there right now.. it'd be terrifying as hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 bombs went off last night.. 6 fucking bombs! went off in the main commercial and tourist centre killing 4 and injuring atlease 70...&lt;br /&gt;"The explosions occurred in front of the Big C department store, Lee Gardens Hotel, Monkey Pub, Odean Shopping Mall, in a cinema toilet near the Diana department store and the sixth one also on Thammanoonvithee road...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really freakin me out man... thinking of what could have happened.. the Lee Gardens Hotel Plaza was right next to our hotel..! like 10 steps away..! where we got all our McDonalds from... fuck man... the sidewalk in front of Odean Shopping Mall is filled with stalls and people..  im still in shock.. i cant fucking believe it man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bangkokpost.com/News/17Sep2006_news01.php"&gt;Bangkok Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afp.com/english/news/stories/060917105713.jhq3wtcv.html"&gt;Agence France-Presse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.search.yahoo.com/search/news?ei=UTF-8&amp;p=hat+yai+bombings&amp;amp;amp;c=&amp;fr=&amp;amp;c=news_photos"&gt;Aftermath Images&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115850880875612276?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115850880875612276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115850880875612276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115850880875612276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115850880875612276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/holy-mother-of.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115825090018876665</id><published>2006-09-14T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:21:40.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honey why are you calling me so late&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now&lt;br /&gt;Honey why are you crying is everything okay&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girls in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And yes I've dreamt of you too&lt;br /&gt;And does he know you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Will it start a fight&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think she has a clue&lt;br /&gt;Well my girls in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those wordsa it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it so hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Honey why are you calling me so late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;real sucky day... i feel like im giving up on everything... i dont know why im here if im not actually doing anything with life.. i dont feel the joy of living.. i dont understand whats going on... im lonely... i dont wanna speak to anyone.. i wanna be alone.. yet i wish i had someone to talk to... i really just wanna give everything up.. give it all away.. sell it.. whatever.. i just feel like going away... feel like everything's negative... i had goals.. i saw where i was going to be.. but once i fell.. i just kept falling... i feel so empty now... i dont see the point... looks like the only option i have now is to just pack up and fucking leave..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115799205439126404</id><published>2006-09-12T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:12:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Weekend in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hat Yai Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a'ight.. so yea we got back on sunday... the journey..both ways.. wasnt bad.. seriously.. 7 hours went by pretty quickly.. this coming from me.. the person who hates bus journeys to the max.. so you know its for real when i say it wasnt bad... the journey to Thailand was better though.. kept falling asleep.. and getting up every hour or so to discover we're in a different state.. the journey back was alright as well.. fell asleep a couple of times.. Snakes on a Plane was on.. watched it halfway.. and i totally lost interest.. what the fuck was Sam Jackson thinking, man? total fuck up of the year...!&lt;br /&gt;we actually reached the Malaysian checkpoint at 5am.. but we're only able to check out at 6am.. cause the bloody border only opens at 6am! i dont know WHY? it took another 45 minutes to clear immigration... cause of the queue.. then we stopped at this duty free complex.. hadta wait again for people.. especially the bus driver (who was later given a mouth full by the co-driver) to stock up on liquor and stuff.. then we reach Sadao.. the Thai checkpoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P101082611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P101082611.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;remember i said the Johor checkpoint was like a third world fuck up? well i was wrong.. the Thai checkpoint in Sadao IS totally a third world fuck up..! it looked fucked up.. there was water constantly dripping onto us.. and there's a motherfucking chicken market right next to the complex.. it was just after 6 am... and the bloody place was reeking of death chickens..! you wouldnt believe the smell.. we hadta line up for ages.. cause the line we're in suddenly closed..and no one knew about it.. then we hadta change lines and wait again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after clearing the checkpoint... it was another 45 minutes or so to Hat Yai.. everyone knows what Hat Yai is notoriously famous for... no, you naive little bugger.. shopping is just a tiny weenie part of it... its cheap pussy!&lt;br /&gt;but i never for one expected it to be this bad.. i nearly lost my cool many times..&lt;br /&gt;actually even before we could clear the Thai immigrations.. this fucktard came up to us offering us girls.. unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we alighted from the bus.. we're asked to enter the agency's office.. one fucktard named Bancho.. (very recognisable.. dude with only 6 or 8 teeth..)  just grabbed the envelope holding out vouchers from Is.. and he started offering us girls.. saying he will arrange the rooms for us and that he could get us another room for a discount and stuff.. i was gettin pissed off.. kept tellin him we'd already bloody booked and pay'd for the rooms.. and we dont need anything else.. we just want to check in.. just give us the fucking vouchers back and we'll go!&lt;br /&gt;he got the hint, then he said i have transport ready.. we'll take you to the hotel.. oh at last i thought.. but things were just heating up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dude starts asking us stuff and all.. keeps telling us about cheap pussy.. he'll arrange for us.. we're in Thailand we havta "enjoy".. saying he has the best (im sure everyone else claims the same).. cant trust anyone else besides him.. they start driving away from the town centre.. things started to get creepy.. he's like taking us to some village..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is:&lt;/span&gt; dude, where is our hotel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I have no idea man.. this doesnt look like the town centre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bancho:&lt;/span&gt; I take you go see woman (pronounced woo-man).. you can choose.. you see first.. you dont like never mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; no no no! we wanna go to the hotel first.. we're tired.. wanna shower and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bancho:&lt;/span&gt; haha! you come thailand you want sleep? come Thailand have fun.. very nice women..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Van driver:&lt;/span&gt; dont worry.. you choose women first.. my women can come to hotel anytime.. you choose.. you sleep.. what time you want you tell me.. my woman can come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is / Me:&lt;/span&gt; *trying to be polite* take us to the hotel.. if we want women.. we'll call you later.. we want to check in first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Van driver:&lt;/span&gt; dont worry.. my women very good.. my big brother start business.. this is my women.. very good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bancho:&lt;/span&gt; you dont want another room also never mind.. can share-share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Van driver:&lt;/span&gt; its ok.. you no shy.. my women no shy also.. i take care my women.. they do what i tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; dude.. should we just act gay..? should i tell them we're gay? it might work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is: &lt;/span&gt;chill man.. he might just take us to the ladyboys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; motherfuckers! if we want women..we'll call you later.. please just take us to the hotel..&lt;br /&gt;*after some persuasion dudes get the hint.. and start turning back to the town centre*&lt;br /&gt;Van driver: this my number.. call me.. i bring you women.. dont trust anyone else.. trust me.. this my brothers women..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108951.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we reach the hotel.. check in.. and Bancho the fucktard followed us to the room.. sat down and still trying to convince us.. still trying to be polite we took his contact card.. told him that we plan to rest and do some shopping.. and we'll call him later.. he finally left.. we never did call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108961.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108801.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hotel we got was a real bargain.. it was something like 3 stars... it was clean and comfy.. but the best part was it was right smack where the action was.. The Lee Garden Plaza was right next to us.. thats where we got all out fast food from.. all the day and night markets were along the street and around the hotel... 7-11 where we got all our beer from a stone's throw away.. it even had a pool.. which sadly we didnt use.. it was really tempting.. but Is didnt wanna accompany me.. retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually had high expectations from Hat Yai.. the last time Is visited.. they got to ride elephants on the street and stuff.. there we're no elephants at all.. i was totally looking forward to buying Chang and Red Bull t-shirts... but all of them didnt have the ones i wanted.. the retro ringer or baseball t' type.. none..! they all had the not so nice normal round next t-shirt.. the ones i already have... and their sizes are totally bollocks.. "M" is like a baby T' and "L" is just too long and wide..! the 2 that i got are kinda weirdly small.. disappointed... but shopping is pretty good.. there are a whole lot of other stuff to get.. what ever you want.. accessories.. bags.. shoes.. electronics.. all for a bargain.. haggle and be firm.. you'll get the price you want.. everything i bought.. was not more than 100 Bath (RM10) each...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010893.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;military stuff are so easy to get and they're dirt cheap..! fake guns that look exactly like the real thing.. real guns that fire plastic bullets.. brass knuckles.. shuriken (throwing stars).. knifes... spy cams.. etc.. amazing stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010902.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had a lot of fast food.. namely McDonalds... Pizza Hut.. Is doesnt like KFC.. weirdo?... i didnt dare go for street food... cleanliness is one thing.. Thai food is   good but extremely spicy.. which doesnt do well with me.. there's alot of seafood.. no good with me as well.. the Thais love their pork.. Is doesnt take pork.. i was extremely thankful there was a McD's right next to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010834.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010866.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day is enough to go round town... its like a total cowboy town.. tons of tuk-tuks.. bikers everywhere without helmets.. going against traffic.. etc.. buzz only around the markets and mall areas... besides all the brothels and busy hotel rooms.. theres nothin much.. its pretty boring actually... only a handful of pubs.. some of which only open in the evening onwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beer is freakin cheap.. beer haven..! i was practically drinking beer like a fish... after breakfast.. during lunch.. dinner.. supper.. a quart of Heineken was 600+ Bath.. can of Heine' 380 Bath... stuff like Chang.. Singha.. and even San Mig are only 200+ Bath per can.. sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;the first day we're so happy to see cheap beer.. we grabbed like 2 litres of Heine at 7-11..only to be turned down.. cause you cant buy beer before 5pm..! its so weird man.. no beer before 5pm... i couldnt believe it.. maybe they dont want people getting wasted during office hours? but i never got wasted.. my mission was to get wasted.. not hung over though... but i never did get wasted... i just couldnt feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We made friends with this tuk-tuk dude.. Surya.. pretty nice fella.. although he did offer to get us women... (everyone in Hat Yai does.. even if your just walkin down the street.. you'll get approached) he wasnt nearly as bad as Bancho the fucktard.. Surya got us tickets for a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiger Show&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were in Thailand and the least we could do was check out an authentic Thai cabaret styled show.. at 400 Bath each (including surya's 100 Bath commission) it was alright.. the place wasnt nearly as dodgy as expected.. there was a huge turnout... seeing old horny men is something you'd expect.. but i was surprised to see old women.. and alot of malaysian malay women with head scarfs..! starts out with a typical Thai traditional dance.. then it moves on to sexy dancing.. a freak show.. they pull out razor blades from their poons.. blow horns with poons.. and even work a blowpipe with their poons to burst ballons! and eventually stripping.. at one point this dude came out wearing his undies accompanying a girl... i was like oh no..! not a chippendales show now! the dude did strip and then he started mounting her right there on the stage... literally   kamasutra-ing her.. there was a total hush.. it bloody caught everyone by surprise.. it was so quiet.. you could hear a pin drop! the best part was, the dude was the doorman..! right after his performance he was back on duty guarding the door and preparing reserved tables.. bloody hilarious man.. i can still re-call the exact moment and silence.. but it was interesting though.. sick.. kinda.. but its a something you gotta experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our names kept changing in Thailand.. well mostly mine actually... bloody hilariously awkward.. the first time it happened.. i nearly gave us away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surya:&lt;/span&gt; whats you names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is:&lt;/span&gt; Jeff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;*fuck! i was gonna say Jeff!* silent pause for a couple of seconds.. all eyes on me.. John.. im John...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surya:&lt;/span&gt; ok Jeff.. John..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Boy:&lt;/span&gt; whats your names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is:&lt;/span&gt; Jeff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *pause* Jimmy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; *to Is* dude why the fuck cant i come up with better names.. why cant i get away from J's? like david.. kent.. bob.. owen.. etc.. damn! Jimmy is my dead dog..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surya:&lt;/span&gt; i forgot your names..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is: &lt;/span&gt;Jeff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Jimmy... *hheheh.. he really didnt remember*&lt;br /&gt;ladyboy starts waving and yelling out... bye Jimmy.. while we leave... fuckin hilarious.. was laughing my ass off waving back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an interesting trip though... cheap.. eye opening.. kinda makes you appreciate the comforts of home.. its difficult to understand the language and even harder to understand the alphabets but the people are nice, friendly, and polite, they even speak understandable english.. but you gotta be tough and firm... would i return to Hat Yai.. well maybe in a bigger group.. maybe to check out the coastal area's of Songkhla.. and definetly to get some weapons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: (Hey Man!) Suffragette City - David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115799205439126404?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115799205439126404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115799205439126404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115799205439126404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115799205439126404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-in-hat-yai-thailand-aight.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115761786535223830</id><published>2006-09-07T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:33:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Swasdee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thailand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Here i come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will be leaving to Thailand in a few hours... weather's turning sucky now.. really hope the rain stops before we leave... and that it doesnt keep raining all the way thru the journey... hope the weather aint sucky in Thailand as well.. thunder storms are predicted... but i hope now.. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go pack.. hard time deciding what to take.. have a good weekend wankers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..yes.. me goin thailand.. me drink chang.. me see thai kick boxing... me drink singha.. me see lady boys... me see show girls...  me drink red bull also.... me find bargain shoppin.. krab?&lt;br /&gt;krab...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Feeling: drowsy...&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: the sound of rain...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115761786535223830?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115761786535223830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115761786535223830&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115761786535223830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115761786535223830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/swasdee.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115754445165765259</id><published>2006-09-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:29:04.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Singapore Day 1 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Fuck, was it tiring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was lying down on the couch watching CSI – NY.. Feeling so drowsy...eyes watering.. sleepy...its like i just had a heavy banana leaf rice meal and washed it down with a couple of beers..ya know that kinda drowsiness ya get right after a meal like that... but I didn’t have banana leaf rice and I didn’t have beers.. I had KFC instead for lunch but I sure as hell wished I had a couple of beers to accompany the fried chicken.. I kept telling my mom I’ve been feeling drowsy for a couple of afternoons now...kinda weird actually since I get up bout 9-ish and bout 3 im drowsy again.. she kept telling me that im lasy and that im used to my routine of bumming at home... not..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the rain came… which didn’t help make matters any better... and astro went off service.. fighting the urge to sleep.. I collected my laundry and dumped in into the washer... then I ironed some tops of mine...&lt;br /&gt;While ironing I had this sudden urge to blog... I’ve been wanting to blog this for a few months now already... thought, hell! i better start with this and finish what's supposed to be done by done...&lt;br /&gt;right after quiting my job in early June... I headed of to Singapore.. everyone thought I went for a new job...but actually I just went down to chillax...spend some me time.. Was chilling in Singapore for about a week...&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome to say the least...used to hang out quite often in Singapore when I was a kid but it had been more than 10 years since I last visited Singapore... and frankly I couldn’t remember nuts about Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010184.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me 45 minutes to reach Johor from Ipoh with Air Asia... I was hoping we’d get the new Airbus A320 but we’re instead provided a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not so new&lt;/span&gt; Boeing 737... disappointed... limited legroom and there were no onboard entertainment..! but the stewardess were hot (not all pictured here).... I had the whole left row of seats to myself.. and we actually arrived 15 minutes ahead of schedule.. which saved me the trouble of missing the shuttle i'd wanted to catch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10101891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10101891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from the Senai International Airport I hadta catch a connecting shuttle to City Lounge in Johor' city center.. that took another 30 minutes or so.. and from City Lounge I hadta transfer to another shuttle taking me all the way across the causeway to Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;It took me about 2 hours to reach the Malaysian Immigrations checkpoint... there I hadta wait for Siva to accompany me across the causeway... dude was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“no problem.. give me a call when you reach City Lounge.. I’ll meet you at Malaysian checkpoint”&lt;/span&gt;... yea total bullocks! dude ended up being late... after numerous phone calls and messages.. dude finally arrived after about an hour later... blaming it on the traffic...dude actually walked across the causeway... but yea it was a weekend and it was rush hour after all... and trust me.. traffic was a real bitch... the amount of vehicles trying to get into Singapore was outrageous.. and no one was moving..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right after you leave the Malaysian checkpoint...it’s a world of difference... The Malaysian checkpoint is like some 3rd world fuck up... and the one in Singapore is modern.. clean.. and doesn’t smell of smoke.. The Singaporean checkpoint is new? i suppose.. cause i only remember the Malaysian checkpoint from before..&lt;br /&gt;the lamest thing though.. you’re required to fill in this form to submit with your passport at the Singapore checkpoint..there were a gazillion forms but no pens! No mother fucking pens! Do they expect every tourist to be carrying a pen.. everyone were hunting around for a pen... and it was fucking rush hour..! luckily this white dude came along.. he actually gave me his pen... I still have it.. and im gonna carry that same pen along with me every time I travel from now on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I left ipoh at 3pm and finally settled down in Yishun bout 7pm... and to think the flight only took 45 minutes! My shoulders were aching as hell from lugging my full bag pack...&lt;br /&gt;Siva and his gf treated me to an awesome Chinese dinner at a typical Singaporean food court.. I asked the dude whats popular as a beverage in Singapore... Green Tea was the reply.. so I tried it out.. it was actually Green Tea with Jasmine… rather interesting.. kinda havta get used to the VERY strong presence of Jasmine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Siva accompanied me to Ang Mo Kio.... I was staying with my aunt and cousin.... thank god Ang Mo Kio was only less than 5 stops away from Yishun... Hadta wait again for my cousin to arrive... and a very short bus ride later I finally reached my aunts place at roughly 10pm.... All I wanted to do was take a shower and go to bed... but of course I hadta sit down and catch up with my aunt and cousin first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10101491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10101491.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10101482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10101482.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the best parts of Singapore is that even though there are so many highrise apartments and stuff around.. there is still a lot of grenery... and its no surprise that everything is clean..proper.. and organised..&lt;br /&gt;I totally loved my aunt's place... Mayflower Gardens.. its one of the few places in Singapore with houses... it kinda reminded me of my home.. cause it was quiet...&lt;br /&gt;but besides that the area is awesome.. it's about a 10 minute walk away from the busier parts ei: the MRT station etc... there are trees everywhere.. nice walkways.. i mean its the type of place i'd live in... you just feel like going for a run or walk around the area.. everything is within walking distance.. food courts.. McD's even... after the second day i never took the bus again.. i walked to and from the MRT station... i totally loved the 10 minute walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10101631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10101631.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only got on the double-decker like twice... never got to experience the upper deck... cause the ride to the MRT station was less than 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1000896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1000896.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt's neighbor had a 70's type 2 VW Bus....! what are the odds..... everytime i heard the sound of the flat four.... i missed May.... really wish i could have driven her down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... thats part one down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: Good Grief - Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: 'icky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115754445165765259?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115754445165765259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115754445165765259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115754445165765259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115754445165765259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/singapore-day-1-fuck-was-it-tiring-was.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115712035984756900</id><published>2006-09-06T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T19:38:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;49th Merdeka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;eve celebrations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is and I decided to take a drive around town... to check out the happenings.. the streets were crowded... cars..bikes.. you name it... and all those bloody mat rempits... stupid A-class morons... who think they're kings of the roads with their fucked up small bikes... but everyone expects mat rempits to hang out on days like there... it was after 11pm and the streets were jammed.. not a usual sight in Ipoh... trust me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010764.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010764.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010764.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10107621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10107621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after circling around... and finally finding a parking bay bout 1km away from the Ipoh Padang (Ipoh Field)... the venue for the state level merdeka countdown celebrations.... couple hundred meters away we heard the National anthem being played... like wtf right? looked at the time it was a minute away from midnight... i didnt even notice time had gone by so fast... we tried to run but decided against... so much traffic... so we actually missed the countdown and the raising of the flag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/collage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/collage.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/collage1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/collage1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fireworks collage in two different light setting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v5HlQX0fV6w"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v5HlQX0fV6w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyro show video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but we managed to catch the awesome fireworks display... and the stage performances... there was a huge crowd of people gathered on the field... Nana (from Akademi Fantasia 1 / ERA FM dj)... she has a loud kinda annoying voice... and K.T Pillay (popular face / voice at local functions) were the MC's for the night...&lt;br /&gt;Performances for the night were Fauziah Latiff... Sasi The Don... Izlin (malay dangdut kinda) and 4 old school rock jiwang guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasi The Don brought the house down... seriously..! it was very surprising and hillarious seeing the crowd comprising 99% Malays getting jiggy to Sasi the Don..... there was kinda like a mosh pit going on... even during his Tamil songs...&lt;br /&gt;Crowd went crazy during Izlin's set as well....  and very woodstock like during the rock jiwang set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010803.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10108131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10108131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJ3OQw1YgBo"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJ3OQw1YgBo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Fooling around with Linda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went round the city after that... looking for racers.... everyone was... but at every place known for racing there were coppers on standby... so we headed back to Is's place... talked bout VW's... layan some music... talked cock... ended up heading home 4 in the morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: This Is A Call - Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115712035984756900?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115712035984756900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115712035984756900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115712035984756900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115712035984756900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/49th-merdeka-eve-celebrations.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115737113117347894</id><published>2006-09-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:58:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The world has lost a great wildlife icon, a passionate conservationist and one of the proudest dads on the planet. "He died doing what he loved best and left this world in a happy and peaceful state of mind. He would have said, 'Crocs Rule!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really shocking... Steve "The Corcodile Hunter" Irwin has passed away.. the dude was killed by a stingray off at Batt Reef off the Great Barrier Reef..&lt;br /&gt;Steve was shooting a segment for a new documentary and aparently swam too close to one of the 'rays.. the 'ray's barb went up and into his chest and put a hole into his heart...&lt;br /&gt;its bloody ironic innit.. The Crocodile Hunter dying from a 'ray sting.. after all the other hardcore animals he's been with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/Crikeysteve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/Crikeysteve.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh well.. rest in peace mate.. God must have granted 'em crocs their only wish.. crikey!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Sunrise - Simply Red&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115737113117347894?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115737113117347894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115737113117347894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115737113117347894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115737113117347894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/r.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115693965228820232</id><published>2006-08-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:07:54.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;In The Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Of Merdeka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some video's to remind us we're Malaysian after all.. no matter how much we love 50 Cent.. no matter howr much Nike' we wear.. no matter how much McDonalds we chomp down..&lt;br /&gt;We always have our differences.. of course in the real world we would like to be as close to what the commercials portray.. but hey, prejudices, insecurities, and stereotypes aside.. we try.. and man.. what would we be without Nasi Lemak.. without Char Koay Teow... without Banana Leaf Rice.. without Chicken Tikka.. think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKSBfHEzzqI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKSBfHEzzqI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh itu dia potong, dia kasi balik ka..? fuckin' hillarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sikhyouths.org/stream/petronas.htm"&gt;Whats a commercial without a Bai..check it out..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/whiLwDoRk_o"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/whiLwDoRk_o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Merdeka themed.. but yea deep down its who we are that really matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Original Fire - Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115693965228820232?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115693965228820232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115693965228820232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115693965228820232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115693965228820232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-spirit-of-merdeka.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115682799589550925</id><published>2006-08-29T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T14:04:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody hungry    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;    Im thin, dont rub it in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn.. im so fucking hungry... my mom's trying to whoop up something in the kitchen.. another hour or so till she's done i presume.. i feel like having a Fillet-o-Fish.. yea i know i dont take seafood.. but i used to enjoy seafood when i was younger.. now stuff like Fillet-o-fish and fish &amp; chips are alright.. but seriously i want a Fillet-o-Fish with an apple pie now..&lt;br /&gt;ever since i had one last sunday..after a very long time.. im kinda like craving it now.. actually the Fillet-o-Fish was accompanied by a Big Mac and an apple pie.. *tummy growls* thinking bout it now is making me go crazy with hunger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safe to say my appetite is back.. and hopefully i'll be putting on weight now.. *fingers crossed*.... most people who see my after sometime are surprised at how much weight i've lost... bumped into a friend from primary &amp;amp; high school, while having dinner with my dad at Bonda.. the dude was like.. what happened, you're so thin.. i wanted to say i was a druggie.. but then i didnt wanna shock him too much...&lt;br /&gt;the other day at the Adidas shop.. the lady boss, who hadn't seen me for ages.. and she still reconised me.. caught me by surprise.. she was like wah! you've gone so thin now.. i didnt realise she was talking to me.. she kept repeating herself a couple of times.. then i looked at her and pointed at myself.. she was like yea you.. gone so thin now.. its not that i wanna be thin la.. i cant put on weight.. i drop weight very quickly.. especially after i got sick recently.. i dropped even more pounds and i've been having a lame ass appetite.. its very difficult to put on the pounds.. people always remark that im the smallest Punjabi around.. fuckers..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued with Kitchen Confidential before bed the other night.. im reading it slowly but not steadily.. its like i dont want it to end.. Tony is a genius and its everything i can totally relate to being in the hotel and service industry, albeit not directly in the kitchen.. his experiences are so true some and it just cracks you up thinking oh fuck! i had a perverted joker just like that at the hotel before.. some stuff why i love this book so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expediter, a just-off-the-boat Italian with an indecipherably thick accent drooned away constantly in an uninflected monotone through a microphone, calling out presumable orders and pick-ups. I can still hear him: 'Pickinguppa, one-ah vealuh orloffah...and three sole Balmoralla. Orderingah, twenty-three beef Wellingtonna and seventeena chicka for the Belvedera Suite...orderinga three crespelle toscana seg way...two a steaka one a mediuma rare one-a mediuma.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The athmosphere was very jailhouse, with lots of grab-ass, heated argument, hypermacho posturing and drunken ranting. Two burly men who'd just as soon kill you as look at you, when talking to each other, would often nestle a hand tenderly next to the testicles of the other, as if to say, 'I am so &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; gay - I can even do &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common language was a mix of Nueva Yorkeno Spanish, Italian and pidgin English. When speaking English, one had to conform to the style book: one didn't say, 'Thats my knife.' One said instead, 'Is for me, the knife.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan, the sixtyish day broiler man, a fierce, trash talking Basque who, i swear,&lt;br /&gt;i saw one time sewing up a very bad knife wound on his hand - right on the line - with a sewing needle and thread, muttering all the while, as he pushed through the flaps of skin with the point, 'I am a &lt;i&gt;tough&lt;/i&gt; (skronk!)... mother &lt;i&gt;fucker&lt;/i&gt;  (skronk!). I am a &lt;i&gt;tough&lt;/i&gt; son of &lt;i&gt;beetch!&lt;/i&gt; (skronk!). I am a &lt;i&gt;tough&lt;/i&gt;... mother (skronk!)... &lt;i&gt;fucker&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aged ex-Wehrmacht corporal with a dyed red hair and moustache who loved to regale me with stories of Weimar era perversions: 'Zey vould feed ze girls bananas,' he said once, leering and winking as he described a purported club for coprophiles. 'Hitler and Goering... yah, Goering, zey would go these places.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianni the pastry chef was a skilled raconteur. Though married he was relentless in his pursuit of every woman in the restaurant - most of them looked like whichever was the uglier of Cagney and Lacey. He was always befuddled when one of them would resist his affections: 'So i saya to thees girl, "I bring you out to nice dinner which i &lt;i&gt;pay&lt;/i&gt;... and I drive you in nice car - a &lt;i&gt;Buick&lt;/i&gt;... and you no wanna fuck me?" I don't unnerstan!'  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Teardrop - Massive Attack&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: oh good! food is ready...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115682799589550925?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115682799589550925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115682799589550925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115682799589550925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115682799589550925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/bloody-hungry-im-thin-dont-rub-it-in.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115648618404965258</id><published>2006-08-25T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:09:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Freaky VW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah.. i've been having freakin weirdo dreams this past couple of nights... i dont know whats up with 'em dreams but its actually rather freaky... cause i dont know what to make of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was late at night.. parked my Beetle by the side of a road.. there was a huge empty field across the road... the sky was dark and eerie with only the moon visible.. there were this row of what looked like abandoned shop houses... no one else was around... it was Singapore apparently.. some real dodgy part of Singapore.. someone else was with me.. i cant recall who.. we walked towards to rear of the shop houses.. i dont know where we went.. when we returned, it was still eerie and chilly and dark and quiet... i couldnt believe what i saw.. May was jacked up on bricks on all sides and all 4 of her wheels were missing... stolen..! who would do something so mean.. in Singapore..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a raft... on vacation with some weirdo family.. not mine.. i dont know how i ended up with them.... it was a huge raft made from bamboo and stuff... we had a guide and a dude manoeuvring the raft... we're heading to a island resort.. i think it was in Australia.. or somewhere in the Caribbean.. one thing lead to another.. and all i remember is coming back from the resort island on the same raft with the same folks but this time i had a VW Beetle coming back with me.... i was happy beyond words.. i think the Beetle was a gift or something... it was a '72 1302...and it was purple.. light purple..! exactly like the one used by Roxy (Mary-Kate Olsen) in New York Minute..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Who Is Kamaljit - Jay Sean&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115648618404965258?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115648618404965258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115648618404965258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115648618404965258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115648618404965258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/freaky-vw-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115626030643585732</id><published>2006-08-23T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:02:06.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Kopitiam VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; Starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;and then Bonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 missed calls..it was &lt;s&gt;George Michael&lt;/s&gt; Is... inviting me out for lunch.. i'd just had lunch.. but i teman'd him anyway... Is wanted to check out Bonda.. i took him to Bonda one fine sunday night but unfortunately it was closed.. so we met up at Bonda, and they had just closed.. i was like wtf man..! apparently they close during tea time-ish and reopen for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to Ipoh Parade... this new kopitiam outlet had just open.. Kopitiam Junction... its like the biggest in thing now.. kopitiam's are popping up every freakin where..&lt;br /&gt;The Kopitiam Junction is located smack opposite Starbucks.. direct muthafreakin competition man.. Starbucks just opened bout a month ago and now boom!... the Kopitiam Junction is gonna dent Starbucks' sales to the max... the purist' will still go to Starbucks for gourmet coffee and cakes and pastries... but how many people here actually bother or know the difference of gourmet coffee.. sad but true... most people just wanna hang out.. chit chat etc.. obviously choice man.. the kopitiam...&lt;br /&gt;besides having an asian menu.. being way way way cheaper.. the Kopitiam Junction also occupies more square feet and has a huge alfresco sitting area compared to Starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;oh! the best part is the Kopitiam Junction sells beer!!! awesome man... and its reasonable! Heine' for RM 7.50.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/75/222089861_f6b4ae4a04_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/222089861_f6b4ae4a04_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/82/222096350_d3f2e99fbd_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/222096350_d3f2e99fbd_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has on open kitchen concept.... which seemed really unorganised.... looked like there were way too many staff in the kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/93/222089301_7ca8162dae_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/222089301_7ca8162dae_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deco wise... the standard new school meet old school... as the norm with every new kopitiam... ambience wise... very noisy.. very crowded... also the norm with kopitiams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/60/222089691_efe2ac261f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/222089691_efe2ac261f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You gotta mark down your own orders... and pass it to the floor staff... we hadta wait like 10 minutes for someone to finally attend to us.... service is pathetic... i only saw like 3 floor staff... whats everyone doing in the kitchen?! *click for better view*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/71/222076561_5f22edcaab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/71/222076561_5f22edcaab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iced Hazelnut White Coffee.... RM2 including 5% GST.... tell me thats aint freakin cheap! and it taste' real good... they dont stinge on the hazelnut syrup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/67/222076294_56358a409c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/67/222076294_56358a409c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is had curry chicken with dried noodles... looked good... had an appetizing aroma... According to Is, it tasted pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/87/222076484_0c54e4bac1_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/222076484_0c54e4bac1_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUT.... look at that piece of chicken... besides looking like a giant chicken ass... it wasnt cleaned properly... it still had some feather attachments....! real appetite killer man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks Coffee.. Brewing Now.. The first and only Starbucks in Ipoh... woot! go Ipoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/57/222100185_f25461b23c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/57/222100185_f25461b23c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/98/222100974_712bfd99fa_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/222100974_712bfd99fa_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very small bar area... compared to the one we had in CBTL.... but CBTL looks very dated compared to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/97/222099355_e9900e46fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/222099355_e9900e46fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indoor seating area very limited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/69/222098742_04bd25a354_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/69/222098742_04bd25a354_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alfresco seating area very comfy... nice greenery... ample mist fans.... the best part are the chairs...! very very very comfy...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/70/222100440_566e54598c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/222100440_566e54598c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/98/222098211_c5637dce3a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/222098211_c5637dce3a_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starbucks Ipoh doesnt have a gourmet counter... their sandwich selection is very limited and they rely solely on whats sent from the warehouse... i wanted their Turkey Ham and Cheese Panini... but they only had Chicken and Mushroom Panini...! no choice... i was hungry... but it didnt disappoint... the portion was HUGE... it was fresh... the chicken cubes and shitake mushrooms were yummy... Starbucks claims it takes 3 minutes to grill a sandwich... but it took about 10 minutes to arrive..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went for a massage after lunch.... it was at a reflexology centre.... legit', clean place... mind you! not some doggy massage centre that doubles up as a prostitution den... i wasnt interested in gettin messaged but Is said it was on him.. so what the hell..&lt;br /&gt;i got a dude from china... he made me change into shorts... i was already wearing shorts... i didnt see the point cause i was only getting an upper body massage.... dude hardly spoke English/Malay and he insisted! they looked more like boxers actually... oversized and loose! i dont know if the message did me any good... cause parts of my back and shoulder hurt now..! dude said i got a very bad back.. that i know already... he was like very disappointed with my back and trying to explain to me mostly with sign language and a sprinkle of &lt;s&gt;England&lt;/s&gt; English.... i just smiled and kept saying "yes" and "uh huh" "yes very bad"....&lt;br /&gt;Dude did that Chinese cupping thingy on my back... those things really suck your skin and weigh down you back man... when i got home i noticed i had fucking read round marks on by back... and they hurt...! chebai.. wonder how long till they disappear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after getting massaged... we went back to Bonda.. this time fortunately they were open.. Bonda claims to be a restaurant &amp; cafe... specializing in home styled Malay and Western cuisine... Bonda literally means Mother in old school Malay... Bonda in Punjabi though means "ass"... but moving on!&lt;br /&gt;I like Bonda cause of its ambience... its chillaxed and has that very old school home-y feel to it... The last time i was there..i tired their spaghetti bolognaise... and it wasnt bad... their fried rice selection is pretty good i've been told... i didnt feel like having rice for dinner... Is opted for their BBQ lamb... sounded pretty sweet... so i ordered the same thing... The lamb was a serious let down.. just too much fat..! and it was covered with black pepper sauce..! hai! sakit hati...&lt;br /&gt;There was only one staff on the floor.. so you can expect what service was like.. fortunately for that guy, the turnover wasnt high... first time i was given a stained knife... second knife i got was stained as well...! when i wanted to settle the bill RM 24.50... the cashier didnt have change for 50...! like omfg wtf man! I didnt have smalls thus Is ended up paying... dude, i owe you a meal next time we meet up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/88/222090256_87add64109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/222090256_87add64109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/89/222091108_5d4916e576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/222091108_5d4916e576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/88/222091204_76e095b99d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/222091204_76e095b99d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/97/222092353_079571dfdd_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/222092353_079571dfdd_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story of Bonda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/60/222092717_45ae790b2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/222092717_45ae790b2b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sea Coconut... very delicious... refreshing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/79/222093957_c86e86b5d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/222093957_c86e86b5d6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fatty Lamb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wish i could have given Bonda a better review... cause i really like that place.. the ambience atleast... i'd say if you just wanna a quite place to hang out and chit chat have a couple of non alcoholic beverages... Bonda would be a great place... otherwise go somewhere else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: I Am What I Am - Deja Voodoo Spells&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: 'icky and hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115626030643585732?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115626030643585732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115626030643585732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115626030643585732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115626030643585732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/kopitiam-vs-starbucks.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115609808961763265</id><published>2006-08-21T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T03:13:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gol &amp; Gincu / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;F.F.M-19  Ramblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what up wankers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any of y'all been following Gol &amp; Gince the series..? besides &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Elainie"&gt;Lainie..&lt;/a&gt; Hello...! anyone else? if you havent i'd say you should but then it's a lil too late for that.. next week is the final episode of the season... if im not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;i really hope there's a season 2... and soon..!  as the norm with English-Malay serials.. they just tend to disappear after one season...&lt;br /&gt;remember Getting Together?.. the one with Elaine Daly and Ako Mustafa... missing after one season.. i really liked that one, to tell you the truth.. KL Lights..? might reappear with season 2 once G&amp;amp;G is over... but KL Lights is OK-OK only.. it could be better, its like a lil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lembab&lt;/span&gt;.. but thinking bout Daphne Iking.. Hot factor.. so yea its cool.. bring back KL Lights then while we wait for season 2 of G&amp;G...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back to G&amp;G then.. i missed last weeks episode.. i dont know what actually went down.. besides Putri getting proposed... im still dumbfucked as to why she (Putri) is so chillax'd bout finding out that "uncle" Marwan's her actual father.. ha! the part where he was locked up with the kambings was fucking hilarious..!&lt;br /&gt;Shanon Shah made a guest appearence today... every time there was a scene involving Shanon i'd laugh myself silly... he was like so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skema&lt;/span&gt; man... and every time he spoke.. i mean, the dude's an awesome singer... im one of his biggest fans.. but everytime he speaks its like so soft... its plain hilarious man... and Shanon, dude i STILL cant find your cd..!&lt;br /&gt;Today's episode ended with Putri discovering Eddy's affair.. phheew! Putri getting married.. what fun would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the FFM ke 19 today... 19th Malaysian Film Festival... i wanted to watch for myself what the whole who-ha was about... i personally feel the whole event was a disgrace.. and im not sorry for that... its awesome rewarding and recognising good films and talents but whoever planned and coordinated the event.. what a shame man.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apa kelas&lt;/span&gt;... it was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelam kabut&lt;/span&gt; and LAME...! dad was like i dont know why you're even watching it.. for only one reason..&lt;br /&gt;i felt there was nothing wrong with what Armani said... she did well in two good films.. props to her..!&lt;br /&gt;if you biggots.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orang-orang yang lebih berpengalaman&lt;/span&gt; cant accept a multiracial story in a multiracial country, please do us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;generasi muda yang kurang berpengalaman&lt;/span&gt; a favour by hiding under your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tempurung&lt;/span&gt; and killing yourself.. insecure hypocrites...!&lt;br /&gt;Dad said Rais is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalok&lt;/span&gt;.. mentally off.. i second that..&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin Ahmad.. keep strong and please keep making more multiracial films that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cemar budaya&lt;/span&gt;.. as opposed to stuff like Remp-it which doesnt seem to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cemar budaya Melayu&lt;/span&gt;.. hell, it might even win film of the year...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what that old fuck was commenting about Ida Nerina and her body was plain disgusting.. if i was Ida i'd kick him down and stab his larynx with my stilettos.. but then again who are we to say.. after all the old fuck is part of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orang orang yang lebih berpengalaman&lt;/span&gt;.. they ought to know better... what a shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/sazzyhalloffame1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/sazzyhalloffame1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;besides the two deserving wins... one of my favourites... SAZZY FALAK... Hot factor.. won the Pelakon Pembantu Wanita Terbaik... best female co-actress? she was like ohmygodamidreaming kinda shocked... no doubt she deserves it.. for being the bitchy one in Gol &amp; Gincu the movie.. :) she's not all that bitchy now.. she faught defending Putri in one episode... garang, sial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2 freakin a.m... i dont feel like sleeping... must be the craptastic latte i had earlier or the nap i had before G&amp;amp;G... what to do.. what to do.. ha! just discovered that one toe has longer hair than the others... scissors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: The Impression That I Get - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones ...(old skool ska, baby!)&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115609808961763265?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115609808961763265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115609808961763265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115609808961763265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115609808961763265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/gol-g.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115582837364855528</id><published>2006-08-19T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:30:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;For Laughs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some short videos of The Simpsons for all you Simpsons fans out there... &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Hi Shan!&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/%7Elainie"&gt;Hi Lainie!&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;a href="http://findingmyfix.blogspot.com"&gt;Hi Yanti...!&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKNX4GM2nM0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKNX4GM2nM0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For lucky best wash... Use Mr. Sparkle.. yes indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f8qyCDX3n8A"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f8qyCDX3n8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Simpsons as Japanese Superheroes... ever wondered if Ultraman had an oversized relative..? well wonder no more...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVR91_iNMTk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVR91_iNMTk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who said playing Tetris was a waste of time..? losers..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTSIQ2rIhjk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTSIQ2rIhjk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are some thing's money can't buy... For everything else there's MasterCard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gkPDS1yp6sk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gkPDS1yp6sk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Simpsons dissin' South Park...  O.J appears from fart... no shit..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/65TM4SX8r6s"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/65TM4SX8r6s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Simpsons parody of that cool Fox show.. The OC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IoGRM1beFMc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IoGRM1beFMc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Real Simpsons... almost as authentic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Simpson's representing 'em Bai's out there.. check out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/singhsons.php"&gt;The Singhsons..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Highway Star - Deep Purple&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: warm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115582837364855528?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115582837364855528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115582837364855528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115582837364855528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115582837364855528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/simpsons-for-laughs.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115588091538753330</id><published>2006-08-18T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:20:34.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lou Wong Ipoh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bean Sprout' Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was reading bout steamed chicken and beansprouts at &lt;a href="http://gingerlyyours.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gina's&lt;/a&gt; sometime back... and i was like dude its bean sprout chicken from the original Lou Wong or nothing at all, mate! no offence.... but this place comes second to none... second to none, baby...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10007271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10007271.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lou Wong Bean Sprout' Chicken Restaurant.... located along Yau Tet Shin Street / Osbourne Street.... THE best in Ipoh... and i suppose the best in Malaysia.. since ya know Ipoh is home to the best Bean sprout' Chicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i really like this place... its simple... it's has an ample &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alfresco&lt;/span&gt; dining area, which i totally love.. there is an indoor dining area though but hardly anyone utilises it... besides the food being AWESOME... the service is great as well... the staff are aplenty, attentive, and best of all very prompt.. place your order and in a matter of minutes they start appearing on your table... its really fast, no matter during peak or off peak periods!&lt;br /&gt;weird thing bout these kinda restaurants, they only serve a handfull of drinks... namely iced lime juice (not lemonade), iced chinese herbal tea (very good), iced sugarcane juice, iced "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mata kucing&lt;/span&gt;" (cats eye?.. nay its actually made from, loh hon guo (buddha fruit), dried longan, winter melon, brown sugar and water) and the customary tiger or carlsberg.... but yea, you cant really complain, cause these drinks are really cooling and light and they go damn well with the bean sprout' chicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010444.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken... poached to perfection.... boneless and fat free... you can opt for meat on the bone if you prefer.... its easier to eat without the bone... or i could just be lazy.... the chicken is topped off with some special soya gravy (soya sauce and sesame oil) with spring onions and some chopped red chillies... mouth wateringly tender to say the least....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous Ipoh bean sprouts... seriously there's nothin' special bout bean sprouts to shout about... but apparently Ipoh has the best bean sprouts around.. it being fatter, shorter and simply just tastier or something like that..and that Ipoh bean sprouts are exported to other parts or the country, etc etc... but in my book bean sprouts are still nothin i'd bother about.... but when these bean sprouts are mixed with the poached chicken it makes a whole lot of sense... the bean sprouts are very firm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al dente&lt;/span&gt;...  they absorb all the flavours of the soya gravy and add that extra crunch to the meal.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dont mind my dad's hairy fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010443.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most people have their bean spouts and chicken with white rice.. some just have the bean sprouts and chicken.... i always opt for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mee and bee-hon kwanloo&lt;/span&gt;... (yellow noodles and rice vermicelli  tossed with soya sauce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010446.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and to top it all off.... you gotta have some optional pork meat balls... these meat balls are fantastic... they are firm but yet are able to absorb all the necessary juices... ei: soya sauce and gravy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a meal like this would cost you about RM 15 to slightly below RM20 including beverages for 2 persons... pretty good value.... it used to be way cheaper back in the day, but ya gotta remember Ipoh's bean sprout' chicken is very commercialised now but its still worth every Ringgit! next time you're in Ipoh... make sure you give it a try, if you havent already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Ya Mama - Fatboy Slim&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: hungry....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115588091538753330?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115588091538753330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115588091538753330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115588091538753330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115588091538753330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/lou-wong-ipoh-bean-sprout-chicken-was.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115574092828535354</id><published>2006-08-16T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:03:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Why did the dumbass chicken &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;                    cross the muthafriggin road.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What The Experts Had To Say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindergarten teacher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because it wanted to get to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aristotle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard M. Nixon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Gates: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colonel Sanders&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (KFC)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I missed one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Clinton:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had so many chicks, I can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr M:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know, I am tired of all this...'apa-nama' chicken-chicken business...the foreign  powers  should  stop intervening in our domestic affairs and just leave  our  chickens alone.. If they want to... 'apa nama' cross the road, they  should  be allowed to cross the road...  Malaysia is a democratic country; we let our chickens do whatever they want to do... as  long  as they  don't  threaten  the  Malay  unity and  try to topple the government...and  if  they  plan  to do so...  we won't hesitate to use the ISA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Lah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini  semua  adalah  khabar  angin  sahaja...jangan percaya khabar - khabar angin  ini  semua...  biasalah ini adalah taktik pembangkang untuk memecah belahkan perpaduan ayam-ayam semua... jangan percaya... jangan percaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sammy Vellu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayyooyoo...  belakang  cerita  lain kali, kita sude bikin banyak jembatan, itu ayam musti guna jembatan untuk lintas itu jalan lagi pun kalu itu ayam mau pigi jalan-jalan,  beritau  sama  saya juga, saya bolley buat lebbey banyak toll........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karam Singh Walia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(TV3)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seperti yang saudara dapat lihat, kelihatan ayam-ayam itu sedang melintas jalan. Mereka  bukan  sahaja melintas jalan, malah membuang najis di atas jalan  dan  ini adalah pencemaran yang paling hebat di maya ini. Bapa-bapa dan ibu-ibu ayam haruslah mengambil inisiatif untuk melatih ayam-ayam agar menahan  najis  sewaktu melintas jalan, sekian saya sudahi dengan.........&lt;br /&gt;"Ayam di jalan di lintaskan; Ayam di reban mati tak makan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wan Kamarudin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Edisi Siasat NTV7)&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ape  kejadahnyer  ini semua, KL dah jadik reban ayam, mak bapak ayam asyik menganga saje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zainal Ariffin Ismail &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Misteri Nusantara TV3)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada  saksi  menyatakan  yang  mereka dapat melihat ayam-ayam ini melintasi jalan-jalan di kampung ini pada waktu malam. Ada yang menyatakan ayam-ayam ini  merupakan penyamaran jin. Dan ada juga mengaitkan ia berkaitan dengan peristiwa  silam  di  kampung  ini.  Apakah  sebenarnya  maksud  tersirat ayam-ayam  ini melintas jalan? Oleh itu saya akhiri, "Jangan biarkan hidup anda diselubungi misteri........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was gonna translate the Malay parts to English.. but i figured its funnier in its original form... besides my Malay aint that power... im fucking lazy.... im hungry = im groggy... yea, mind the excuses..whatever... just figure it out for yourselves ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Take On Me - Reel Big Fish&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115574092828535354?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115574092828535354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115574092828535354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115574092828535354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115574092828535354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-did-dumbass-chicken-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115505181753778884</id><published>2006-08-08T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:48:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full moon....mars maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what up wankers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was gonna post up something else... a whole load of photos involved with that one.. but then... the moon is/was so freakin' beautiful tonight.. the clear sky made such a perfect backdrop for the full bright moon...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats up with the full moon and all.. im no astrologist.. but could it have something to do with today being the 08/08...? someone tell me.. whatever it is.. mesmerising moon and all.. i hadta take some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Click images to enlarge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash: Not Used - Focal Length: 16.1mm -  Exposure:  0.250s (1/4) -  Aperture: f/4.8 - ISO: 320&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10106061.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10106061.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some creativity perhaps.. some plant at my porch... i seriously have no idea what it is.. but its pretty nice though...&lt;br /&gt;ya gotta enlarge this one for a better view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash: Used - Focal Length: 9.9mm - Exposure: 0.017s (1/60) - Aperture: f/3.6 - ISO: 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heart shaped....&lt;br /&gt;cause i moved.. image stabilizer doesnt work for too distant objects.. without a tripod..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash: Not Used - Focal Length: 17.4mm -  Exposure:  0.125s (1/8) -  Aperture: f/5.0 - ISO: 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P1010614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P1010614.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash: Not Used - Focal Length: 17.4mm -  Exposure:  0.125s (1/8) -  Aperture: f/5.0 - ISO: 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/P10106081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/P10106081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Could have been better... a little too much noise in this one... but what the hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash: Used - Focal Length: 5.8mm -  Exposure:  0.017s (1/60) -  Aperture: f/2.8 - ISO: 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Planet Mars will be the brightest in the sky starting August. It will look as large as the full moon to the naked eye. This will cultimate on August 27 when Mars comes within 34.65 million(?) miles of earth. Be sure to watch the sky on August 27 @ 12.30 am. It will look like the earth has two moons. The next time Mars may come this close  is in 2287."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message from my cousin... anyone else heard about it..? share what you've heard/think will ya... i dont know how real this is.. but i am so gonna set up some chairs in the garden and chill out with my camera at 12am to hopefully catch two moons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Hilang - Garasi&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Thirsty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115505181753778884?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115505181753778884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115505181753778884&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115505181753778884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115505181753778884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/full-moonmars-maybe.html' title='Full moon....mars maybe?'/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115466987008789077</id><published>2006-08-04T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:39:53.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>filler post... filler post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/2940021.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/2940021.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adolf Hitler&lt;/span&gt; home for the dead... where unwanted VW's go to.... *sob* *sob* fuckers! i'd do anything for a collection like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Check out what i found in my spam folder... "Penis Enlarge Patch can make your dick bigger than the Eiffel Tower"... imagine that! now i just gotta wait for someone else offering me super sized undies to conceal the "Eiffel Tower"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;apologies for the lack of updates... this wanker's become surprisingly lazy... my belly's been gettin' bigger as well.. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To : My Own Worst Enemy - Lit&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling : |-:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115466987008789077?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115466987008789077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115466987008789077&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115466987008789077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115466987008789077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/filler-post-filler-post.html' title='filler post... filler post..'/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115397999651769039</id><published>2006-07-27T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:07:59.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockstar Supernova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;has anyone been watching Rockstar... anyone?...anyone? Season one of Rockstar was awesome... and its good to see that season two of Rockstar is awesome and getting better as well... Dave Navarro, dude still hasn't changed his hairstyle.. dude come on.. do something bout it already.. its too "skema" (nerdy)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho.. there were 12 rockers left yesterday... 11 rockers left as of this morning.. my favourite rockers are still in the game... i hope.. in no particular order.. my fav rockers.. Zayra pronounced Za-eh-ra.. Lukas.. Storm.. and Dilana.. but yesterday's show was awesome and there were other noteworthy acts as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_lukas_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_lukas_0236.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lukas kicked off yesterday's show with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verve's Bittersweet Symphony&lt;/span&gt;... ya know Bittersweet Symphony being a slow mellow song and all.. but this dude totally rocked it man... it was flawlessly excellent..! the beats were great.. it still had that bittersweet symphony vibe but it was just heavier.. the lighting and showmanship were great... totally awesome... the only apparent problem with Lukas is.. the dude constricts his voice.. i mean yeah, we can see its totally his style.. and its totally cool.. to an extent.. he really needs to open up and show how much further he can go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_zayra_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_zayra_0326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zayra was next... oh baby zayra! she had on a super hot kill bill kinda holy wow skin tight blue catsuit... she did a classic.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blondie's Call Me&lt;/span&gt;... she was good and all.. not awesome.. just good.. average today... as much as i like her.. i can foresee  her going home very soon.. she has her own style..which is good.. but clearly..  its not what i imagine Supernova to be... True to what Dave said... she should get together her own band and do something of her own... with her glam punk kinda rock thingy going on...i think she'll do pretty well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_dana_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_dana_0497.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dana did a superb job with an acoustic version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nirvana's About A Girl&lt;/span&gt;.... it was spine chilling..dark.. heavy.. awesome..! totally un-Dana.. i mean i never fancied her before this... but yesterdays performance deserved two horns up man.. we'll just have to see if she can keep it up next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan..this dude's been having problems since day one.. he did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Alone by Live&lt;/span&gt;... i personally feel I Alone is a pretty difficult song to sing.. i mean listen to the original version and ya know its hard to beat Live.. but who would have thought.. dude really stepped it up and rocked the house... his version was spot on.. and pretty close to the real thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_dilana_1438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_dilana_1438.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time After Time by Cyndi Lauper on a rock show? hahaaa.. ya i know.. but thats exactly what Dilana did.. an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acoustic version of Time After Time&lt;/span&gt; and it was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G...! words cant seem to describe man... wow Dilana..! no matter what she does she just rocks it man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_storm_1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_storm_1788.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Storm was last to perform... oh baby! i am totally loving Storm... can you believe the chick's 37 years old! she looks nothing like it man... she's one hot chicka..! :D&lt;br /&gt;Storm did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dramarama's Anything Anything&lt;/span&gt;.. she totally brought it and brought the house down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/1600/204b_storm_stage_dive_1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/320/204b_storm_stage_dive_1806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she ended it with a head first dive into the crowd... two horns up, baby..! 'nuff said man.. 'nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres one dude that i totally hate... i sincerely feel the looser shouldn't be on the show.. Josh man.. you bloody John Mayor wanna be... go fuck yourself you cunt..&lt;br /&gt;i hate seeing you man.. every time you perform i feel like puking blood.. you cant be a rockstar... please go fucking sit in a starbucks and fucking sing your mellow fucking soul crap.. i didnt catch the Live result show this morning.. so i dont know who got kicked out.. but i so hope this loser got booted out.. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Images were ripped off from rockstar.msn.com*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening To: Ooh Ahh - Grits&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115397999651769039?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115397999651769039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115397999651769039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115397999651769039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115397999651769039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/rockstar-supernova.html' title='Rockstar Supernova'/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115354891584996342</id><published>2006-07-22T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T14:22:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomely bad no. 1's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was watching &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/40_most_awesomely_bad_1_songs/series_countdown.jhtml"&gt;VH1's 40 most awesomely bad number 1's&lt;/a&gt;  earlier... and man..! it just brought me back to my childhood.. the eighties and nineties.. represent, yo!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.. mother'.... it was freakin' hilarious listening to all those songs we loved so much THEN... all the video clips that had the same theme and colors which were LAME... and all that clothing'..the ones we used to have... come on! no point being shy now.. just admit it you wankers..! i admit i had baggy Mc Hammer pants and EMF styled denim jackets with huge peace signs at the back.... aaahhh! those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the video clips are one thing... they were horrible and are still horrible... but the songs on the other hand... they were COOL back then... and even now when you listen to them... its like wow its been like 10...15 years since i last heard that song.. and ya know it still sounds interesting... childhood memories come back... geezz! its corny man.. but hehe! i used to boogy to this and yeah i can still feel it now.. but what the fuck were they thinking man! the lyrics.. the bloody lyrics! its like ear bleed... you cannot comprehend whats being said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are stuff that i really used to listen to most when i was younger... in VH1 chart order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Macarena - Los Del Rio&lt;/span&gt; .... it was a phenomenon but did anyone actually know what they were singin' bout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ice Ice Baby - Vanilla Ice&lt;/span&gt; .... a'ight stop collaborate and listen.. 'nuff said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eye of the Tiger - Survivor&lt;/span&gt; .... i dont know man.. i still remember the tiger in the video clip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sign - Ace of Bass&lt;/span&gt; .... I saw the sign.. it opened up my eyes, i saw the sign.. What The Fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im Too Sexy - Right Said Fred&lt;/span&gt; .... eeeerrrmmmm! What The Fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owner of a Lonely Heart&lt;/span&gt; .... owner of a lonely heart (is much better) a than owner of a broken heart... wow, imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Look - Roxette&lt;/span&gt; .... a non english speaking band shouldn't have written an english song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walking like a man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hitting like a hammer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's a juvenile scam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never was a quitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tasty like a raindrop&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she's got the look. .... na na na nana oh! What The Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All For Love - Color Me Badd&lt;/span&gt; .... i want you to know i do it all for love bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unbelievable - EMF&lt;/span&gt; .... white guys shouldn't rap.. "what the fuck was that, it's unbelievable" hey! they said it 'emselves..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Informer - Snow&lt;/span&gt; .... man! this really proves white guys shouldn't rap! period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i bet Snow had no idea himself what the fuck he was singin' bout... dude must have serious been on pot.. wrote down some gibberish.. and when he sobered up.. dude had a number one..! i really thought Snow was a Jamaican until today..! turns out the boy was just a wannabe.. the poor canadian white boy so wanted to be Jamaican and claimed to be from the ghetto of Toronto.. the ghetto of toronto! for real yo! 50 cents must be wettin his pants, nigga.. a white canadian boy with a jamaican accent.. Snow you're a joke man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant say we're morons for loving Informer.. dude we're kids and not like we understood what was being said.. all that mattered was that it went a boom boom down!&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded Informer while watching the show...listening to it after more than 10 years... i was dumbfucked to discover what the fuck Snow was singin about... still nothing.. but being wiser now i know its just craptastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample Informer for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Informer&lt;br /&gt;You know say daddy me snow me-a (gonna) blame&lt;br /&gt;A licky boom-boom down&lt;br /&gt;'Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the lane&lt;br /&gt;A licky boom-boom down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police-a them-a they come and-a they blow down me door&lt;br /&gt;One him come crawl through through my window&lt;br /&gt;So they put me in the back the car at the station&lt;br /&gt;From that point on I reach my destination&lt;br /&gt;Well the destination reached in down-a East detention&lt;br /&gt;Where they whip down me pants look up me bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger they are they think they have more power&lt;br /&gt;There on the phone me say that on hour&lt;br /&gt;Me for want to use it once and-a me call me lover&lt;br /&gt;Lover who me callin'-a the one Tammy&lt;br /&gt;And me love her in my heart down to my belly-a&lt;br /&gt;Yes say Daddy Me Snow me I feel cool and deadly&lt;br /&gt;Yes the one MC Shan and the one Daddy Snow&lt;br /&gt;Together we-a love 'em as a tornado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me ya better listen for me now&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me ya better listen for me now&lt;br /&gt;When-a me rock-a the microphone, me rock on steady-a&lt;br /&gt;Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me are the article don&lt;br /&gt;But the in an a-out a dance an they say, Where ya come from?&lt;br /&gt;People them say I come from Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;But me born and raised (in the ghetto) I want ya to know-a&lt;br /&gt;Pure black people man thats all I man know&lt;br /&gt;Yeah me shoes are-a tear up an-a my toes used to show-a&lt;br /&gt;Where me-a born in-a the one Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with a nice young lady&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, yes she gentle and irie&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere me go me never lef' her at all-ie&lt;br /&gt;Yes-a Daddy Snow me are the roam dance man-a&lt;br /&gt;Roam between-a dancin' in-a in-a nation-a&lt;br /&gt;You never know say Daddy Me Snow me are the boom shakata&lt;br /&gt;Me never lay-a down flat in-a one cardboard box-a&lt;br /&gt;Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me-a go reachin' out da top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would he? [repeat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sittin round cool with my jiggy jiggy girl&lt;br /&gt;Police knock my door, lick up my pal&lt;br /&gt;Rough me up and I cant do a thing&lt;br /&gt;Pick up my line when my telephone ring&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the station, black up my hands&lt;br /&gt;Trail me down 'cause I'm hangin with the Snowman&lt;br /&gt;What an I gonna do, I'm backed and I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;Smack me in my face, took all of my gap&lt;br /&gt;They have no clues and they wanna get warmer&lt;br /&gt;But Shan won't turn informer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"a licky boom boom down"... that actually made the song... but a licky boom boom down?&lt;br /&gt;"they whip down me pants look up me bottom"... he's singin' bout an anal cavity search?&lt;br /&gt;haisayman! should have made that the anthem for the nude squat video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was you favourite tune from the 80's and 90's... and what do you think about it now... ? feel free to tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently Listening To: Informer - Snow&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: Hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13283630-115354891584996342?l=paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115354891584996342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13283630&amp;postID=115354891584996342&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115354891584996342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13283630/posts/default/115354891584996342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradoxicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/awesomely-bad-no-1s.html' title='Awesomely bad no. 1&apos;s'/><author><name>paradoxx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05036096553634092701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6548/1161/400/sticker-1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13283630.post-115250968010965940</id><published>2006-07-20T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:16:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick Off @ Genting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-a
