<?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-24196217</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:22:40.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a title</title><subtitle type='html'>Worries and troubles solved here, in this very blog of mine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-116430151965324126</id><published>2006-11-24T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:05:19.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>I almost died today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I met Death in the eye and said "FUCK YOU!" to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm thankful I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Shan't elaborate further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-116430151965324126?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/116430151965324126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=116430151965324126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/116430151965324126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/116430151965324126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/11/death.html' title='death'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115782817418740022</id><published>2006-09-10T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:56:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>North View Sec Sch and Unity Eagles Leo Installation and Induction Ceremony and Others.</title><content type='html'>I, am a member of the Leo Club of Singapore Polytechnic. Therefore, I attended the above event.(Only because of CCA points. I'm in need of that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, it wasn't a very impressive INI compared to my club's. Firstly, many areas like the pledges were all messed up. They had the expired SI(&lt;em&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/em&gt;) finalist, Joakim Gomez as special guest but that's all. The Leos did not know what to say when on stage. And also the after-meeting performance was &lt;em&gt;er&lt;/em&gt;... awkward.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if I continue this people wouldn't understand what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resolutions not fulfilled. I have things that are not done. And I aim to finish them as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I wanna get my driving licence as soon as possible. Then I wanna invent new recipes for my restaurant. All those investing in my business please do come and experiment with my dishes. You are part of my restaurant too. Here's a list of who they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Er Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;2. Eleen Seah Yi Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all? But don't worry, I'll get more investors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115782817418740022?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115782817418740022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115782817418740022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115782817418740022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115782817418740022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/09/north-view-sec-sch-and-unity-eagles.html' title='North View Sec Sch and Unity Eagles Leo Installation and Induction Ceremony and Others.'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115755731138801838</id><published>2006-09-06T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:41:51.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes On A Plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/snakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/snakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to CCK Lot 1 yesterday to watch "Snakes On A Plane" with some of my friends and Hun. Average thriller and guess what. The snakes were so fake that you would think they were genetically modified ones. Unfortunately they weren't, like they said in the movie. This is cinema's kingdom. They do what they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the thing about love. Yes. The almighty word, love. I don't know. You see, when you(guy) worries about a friend, and defends a friend because she really has problems with her life or whatsoever, why must the girl in relationship with the guy get jealous or angry for? I don't get this. She just didn't get a good day and made a mistake and people just assumes she's not good enough. Fair? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. At least for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115755731138801838?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115755731138801838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115755731138801838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115755731138801838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115755731138801838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/09/snakes-on-plane.html' title='Snakes On A Plane'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115735988433468978</id><published>2006-09-04T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T16:51:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy BOMBERS!</title><content type='html'>Back from the misery of the damn quiz. Got cursed real bad. Whatever. Anyway, I went to Billy Bombers with Honey a few days ago... Which I forgot which day. Laugh at me for all you want for it's my first time to Billy Bombers. Ain't that special anyway. In fact, disappointing... Here are some photos of what we ate, enjoy getting hungry!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the list, Corn soup. Mediocre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Photo0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Photo0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun's Main course, Sesame Fish with Chips. Mediocre also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Photo0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Photo0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Main course, Jumbo Hotdog with Chicken thigh and Chips. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Photo0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Photo0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  All in all, like I said, there wasn't anything special at all. Following up was one scoop of Ben and Jerry's Cookies n' Creme ice-cream. So, don't try it! Or go try it if you want. Filling though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contradicting myself. ARRGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115735988433468978?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115735988433468978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115735988433468978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115735988433468978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115735988433468978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/09/billy-bombers.html' title='Billy BOMBERS!'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115709023845168251</id><published>2006-09-01T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:57:18.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuupid Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lame Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name twenty people you can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the question(s) until you've named the 20 people.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this, choose five people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Er Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;2. Ng Yong Ming&lt;br /&gt;3. Lolla Wongso&lt;br /&gt;4. Bernard Heng&lt;br /&gt;5. Sitthy Panhavuth&lt;br /&gt;6. Elsinta Kosasih&lt;br /&gt;7. Sia Tong Lai&lt;br /&gt;8. Chong Tze Lip&lt;br /&gt;9. Yong Xu Yun&lt;br /&gt;10. Eleen Seah&lt;br /&gt;11. Gavin Heng&lt;br /&gt;12. Mr. Te&lt;br /&gt;13. Mr. Raj&lt;br /&gt;14. Ivy Lu&lt;br /&gt;15. Huang Qiao Zhen&lt;br /&gt;16. Chau Kai Tai&lt;br /&gt;17. Li Jiewei&lt;br /&gt;18. Melissa Chan&lt;br /&gt;19. Toh Wei Tiong&lt;br /&gt;20. Koh Yong Xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14? Thru Lolla, then Elsinta.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you didn't meet #1? With another girl perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;What if #9 and #20 dated? Not bad. Tricia likes buffed guys but YongXuan's attached!&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #17 make a good couple? They are worlds apart.&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3. Cute, pretty and DAMN BLARDY WHITE!&lt;br /&gt;#8 attractive? Normal. Can sing.&lt;br /&gt;Describe #7. Open lan-shop in SP for us to play free DOTA! COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Know of any #12 family members? Er.. no. Wife considered?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 confesses to you that he likes you? Don't want &lt;em&gt;lar&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 speak? English + Chinese = Englese&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 going out with? No one. Single and available GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16? 18+&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you spoke to #13? 2-3yrs back then.&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's favourite band/singer? I think it's me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4? Er no. Hairy nips and belly button, WHO WOULD?!&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #1? Dating&lt;br /&gt;Is #19 single? Yes, and looking around.&lt;br /&gt;What's #10's last name? Eleen &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a relationship with #11? I'm not GAY.&lt;br /&gt;School of #3? SP&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 live? Kembangan&lt;br /&gt;What's your fave thing about #5? He's RICH! $$$$$&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #2 naked? Half naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real Name: Li JunLe Kent&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname: Kentinho&lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken: Taken&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign: Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Male&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary School: Griffiths Pri. Sch.&lt;br /&gt;007. Ipod: Mini&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list: Never counted.&lt;br /&gt;009. friendster name: Kent&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair long or short: Short&lt;br /&gt;014. Eye Color: BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak: No&lt;br /&gt;016. Height: 175&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: Yes. Vivian Hsu.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself: Normal.&lt;br /&gt;019. Braces: No.&lt;br /&gt;020. Think you're awesome?: Duh!&lt;br /&gt;021. Piercings: 1.&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo: No.&lt;br /&gt;024. Surgery: No. But I want it done on my nose.&lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing: 17.&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend: Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;027. First Award: Best in English. Primary 1,2,3,4,5, Sec 1,2.&lt;br /&gt;028. First Sport: Football.&lt;br /&gt;029. First pet: Dog.&lt;br /&gt;030. First vacation: Paris.&lt;br /&gt;031. First Concert: Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;032. First love: Chen JiaYing&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;033. Favorite movie: Many.&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite TV show: Many.&lt;br /&gt;035. Color: Green, Black, White.&lt;br /&gt;036. Music: Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;039. Drink: Many.&lt;br /&gt;040. Body part not on the face: Legs. They are hairless.&lt;br /&gt;041. Cartoon: Mickey Mouse.&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothing: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing: Nike, Adidas, Puma.&lt;br /&gt;044. What do you sleep with: Pillow and blanket, DONE.&lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School: Changkat Changi Sec. Sch.&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal: Dogs - Samoyeds, Huskies&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Book: New Paper.&lt;br /&gt;048. Favorite Magazine: Maxim.&lt;br /&gt;049. I'm Eating: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;050. I'm drinking: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: Play games.&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: Rer babbling.&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for : Rer to bring me bread. HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;056. Watching: The monitor.&lt;br /&gt;057. Wearing: SP National Day polo tee and OP boardshorts.&lt;br /&gt;Your Future&lt;br /&gt;058. Want Kids: Duh!&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to Get Married: Duh!&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in Mind: Own many many Restaurants of my own.&lt;br /&gt;which is better with the Opposite Gender&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or Eyes - Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses - Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller- Shorter.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous- Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms - Nice arms.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud- Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship- Relationship&lt;br /&gt;076. Sweet or Caring- Caring.&lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant- Trouble Maker.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger: Yes. During Truth or Dare Game.&lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles - Yup!&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts - No.&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home- Ya.&lt;br /&gt;082. Broken a bone- No.&lt;br /&gt;083. Got an X-ray- Ya.&lt;br /&gt;084. broken someones Heart- Ya.&lt;br /&gt;086. Turned Someone Down - No.&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried When Someone died- Ya. My granddad.&lt;br /&gt;088. Cried at school- Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Do You Believe In&lt;br /&gt;089? God- True.&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles- Duh!&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;093. Aliens- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;094. Magic - Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;095. Heaven- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;097. Sex on the first date- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;097. Kissing on the first date- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;099. Angels- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;100. Is there someone You Want to be with right now? - Rer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five UNLUCKY people to do these surveys:&lt;br /&gt;Eleen Seah&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Heng&lt;br /&gt;Lolla Wongso&lt;br /&gt;Ng Yong Ming&lt;br /&gt;Ivy Lu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115709023845168251?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115709023845168251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115709023845168251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115709023845168251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115709023845168251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuupid-quiz.html' title='stuupid Quiz'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115183768698585746</id><published>2006-07-02T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:54:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A loyal fan...</title><content type='html'>A quick sense of sending the ball home, Thierry Henry strikes with fury to bring France into the semi-finals of the World Cup 2006. I was in tears. The Selecao have failed to bring home their 6th trophy. The team I supported since I started to watch football. The brilliance they possessed, the skills they show, and the glory of their wins. Brought down once again by the wretched France. There was no reason why they lost. Equally for England... Hopes held high, beats of claps followed by a roar of England. The fans are there... Behind these 2 teams that had a good chance but from the start got jinxed. A salute to the English for fighting all the way here, and a tribute to my favorite team, the Brazilians, Selecao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/3330758706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/3330758706.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My support lies with ya'll, forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115183768698585746?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115183768698585746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115183768698585746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115183768698585746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115183768698585746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/07/loyal-fan.html' title='A loyal fan...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-115021143765015447</id><published>2006-06-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:10:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans... Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Singaporeans can be so duuhh!! They are labelled by others as "kiasu", or scared of losing literally. I think so indeed. You wanna see proof? I went to Queensway Shopping Centre to get a pair of slippers for myself as I'm short of a pair in my life. This is what I saw after I left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Image(660).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Image%28660%29.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to zoom in on that sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Image(661).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Image%28661%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How smart can Singaporeans get?? Tell me about it. And it's right in front of the main road. This is an example of Singaporeans that are full of controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another one for laughs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/1600/Image%28622%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3610/432/320/Image%28622%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute? I dunno.. You guys decide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-115021143765015447?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115021143765015447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=115021143765015447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115021143765015447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/115021143765015447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/06/singaporeans-sigh.html' title='Singaporeans... Sigh...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114861095714060002</id><published>2006-05-26T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T10:39:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap! - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Sup guys! I've got readers! YAY! So lame. Okay, I've seen some really crappy people in the recent episode of Singapore Idol(SI). They are so darn freakin' lame. They are literally humiliating themselves. And yes, I despise them. I'm certainly not implying that I sing well but I'm just saying that if you can't sing, don't sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the list of self-humiliating people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kungfu Rapper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He created his own ultra fast paced rendition of Jay Chou's 'Nunchaku'. It just sounded so "gahahsfkljsdfklsdklvngkllsdjlkv klxm". That's how he sounded and the judges were like "Huh, what was that?" And he said, "This is hip-hop man!" -.- This is so totally lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nong Nong Ago&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical ah beng trying to make it big in Singapore. But he's not that beng la. Okay, the actual lyrics are like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me the tales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That to me were so dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long, long ago,Long, long ago;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing me the songsI delighted to hear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long, long ago,Long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But he sang it like that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me ne tales&lt;br /&gt;nat to me were so near,&lt;br /&gt;nong, nong ago,nong, long ago;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me ne songsI nelighted to hear,&lt;br /&gt;nong, nong ago,nong ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the judges burst out laughing for 3 minutes non stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;End Sub&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;End Class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crap! I'm going crazy over VB.Net. The module is so darn difficult. I'm gonna die. This is Part 1 of the crap, Part 2 coming up in about 24 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114861095714060002?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114861095714060002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114861095714060002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114861095714060002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114861095714060002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/05/crap-part-1.html' title='Crap! - Part 1'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114793848099173235</id><published>2006-05-18T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T15:48:01.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was wrong!</title><content type='html'>After a very long time, someone finally read my blog. And fortunately, he/she is from SP. I don't deny I'm from SP. If some small time "ah beng" wanna come over and beat me up, I tell you, COME... Oops! I'm crapping. But to correct my last entry, I actually have A reader! (Note the emphasis on A cos there is only one.) And he/ she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="c114779108628411696"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-yuan- said...&lt;br /&gt;woo... u're from sp also? cool.. came across ur blog.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this reader by the name of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114793848099173235?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114793848099173235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114793848099173235&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114793848099173235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114793848099173235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-wrong.html' title='I was wrong!'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114732329556403459</id><published>2006-05-11T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:54:55.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment...</title><content type='html'>boo... I have no readers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114732329556403459?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114732329556403459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114732329556403459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114732329556403459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114732329556403459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/05/disappointment.html' title='disappointment...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114653445933141690</id><published>2006-05-02T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T09:48:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;!NOOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this word mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOB&lt;br /&gt;[not an acronym] Newbie; an annoying person (slang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the majority thinks. We, in Pool And Snooker Club have a different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOB has an important word. It marks our independence of the club. It is important in the "A Priori Freshmen Orientation Camp"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOB, is our pride, our logo, our identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;!NOOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114653445933141690?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114653445933141690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114653445933141690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114653445933141690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114653445933141690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/05/noob.html' title='NOOB!'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114615573827146398</id><published>2006-04-28T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:35:38.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm deprived of it.&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/24196217-114615573827146398?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114615573827146398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114615573827146398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114615573827146398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114615573827146398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114460678927830308</id><published>2006-04-10T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:20:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been long...</title><content type='html'>Long time no see guys. Nothing much happened lately except I got my exam results back and against the people who prays that I fail my exams, I PASSED! Alright, fine, maybe I'm hallucinating too much. But seriously, it's been a long time since i last blogged. Hmm... Come on! Everyone's got their busy days. Well, I want to advertise something today. That's my main idea of blogging today.(Disappointment right? But don't worry, you'll love the advertisement if you join the activity.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Promotion of Singapore Polytechnic Pool and Snooker Club Freshmen Interaction Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This camp guarantees lots of fun, excitement and bonding between campers and camp staff!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Date of Event: 5, 6, 7 May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Time of Event: 6pm (5th May)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Venue of Event: FC5 Foyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For enquiries please contact me on this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, actually I'm just looking for helpers as I do not have enough helpers in the camp. I'm actually looking for friends who can help me in camp stuff. Thanks alot if you have decided to help me. For now, till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114460678927830308?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114460678927830308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114460678927830308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114460678927830308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114460678927830308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-long.html' title='It&apos;s been long...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114313628305880145</id><published>2006-03-24T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:51:23.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention again Tay sisters.</title><content type='html'>I have come up with a conclusion after the verbal war fought between the "Li-Ers" and the "Tays".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my sister was a little overboard. She shouldn't have been that irritating. But no matter what, she's just a kid. And what she did with your boyfriend, Jasmine Tay, please tell me the details. You may not be reading this blog from the start, i do not care. But this is spoken to let the public know of these matters. My sister was wrong in being too irritating and presumably "snatching" your boyfriend. This, which i think impossible because no 33-year-old man would be in the right mind to fall in love with a 12-year-old girl. I do hope that no such thing would happen again and all would be well. She(Jazreel) would be properly disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jazreel: Heed my advice. Do not flirt. Being flirtatious brings you nowhere. I know this character may be instilled in your hormones. But no. Life is not wasted like that. On a 33-year-old man? Think again. When you are 32, he can easily be your father. And try to control your blabbers. I know it is also inborn "talent". But do not display your "talent" disregarding how others feel. This will seriously piss everyone off. Learn from the lesson, keep it in your mind for life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's all for now. Going on a class chalet tomorrow. Won't be blogging. Hope readers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;continue flooding in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114313628305880145?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114313628305880145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114313628305880145&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114313628305880145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114313628305880145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/attention-again-tay-sisters.html' title='Attention again Tay sisters.'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114279545902174636</id><published>2006-03-20T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:10:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Joanna and Jasmine Tay</title><content type='html'>This is one short message for Joanna and Jasmine Tay. I shall not rant at you like a mad man and give you a bad reputation out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"I'm giving both of you one last warning that if my sister is disturbed once more, you are so gonna pay. I mean it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*A little information for Jasmine Tay: I know who you are, and where to find you. So don't try to piss me off. AND, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bimbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty with no brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(BRAINLESS! GET IT?) and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is factually so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT clever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She just has an attitude problem(PS. Stupid people has attitude problems.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114279545902174636?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114279545902174636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114279545902174636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114279545902174636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114279545902174636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/attention-joanna-and-jasmine-tay.html' title='Attention Joanna and Jasmine Tay'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114266048157219091</id><published>2006-03-18T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:41:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUTION: SITUATION OUT OF CONTROL</title><content type='html'>What's it with fancy blogskins(&lt;a href="http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) when you have no personal integrity and bear so much hatred(not needed)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is totally about 3 siblings who "spits", as in abuse, verbally or indirectly, behind a 12-year-old girl's back.&lt;br /&gt;This 3 siblings,starting from the youngest are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sean Tay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joanna Tay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jasmine Tay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make it clear that this 3 siblings are "half-siblings" of my sister(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh well...SHIT, they're my "half-siblings",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;unfortunately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Let's get back to this basic theory that human beings should respect one another. This "half-sibling" relationship contains no sigs of respect however, with stealing, cursing and death plotting cases available. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's start with the 1st kid from the block.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean Tay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Real meany. Skinny too. I dare say this. Firstly, my sister has bore no hatred whatsoever towards him. He in turn has caused mild insomnia to my little sister by playing computer games late into the night and turning up the volume when she is sleeping. How's that for respect? Can you expect someone to love a boy like that. Okay, personally I bear no hatred for him too. Except unhappy that he actually added views to "plot" my sister's death that they wouldn't even have the guts to do I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joanna Tay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one &lt;strong&gt;ENORMOUS&lt;/strong&gt; lady. She presumably stole my sister's school badge but she denied. Well i guess i couldn't blame her. No thief would want to admit to a crime she DID. Cool. Next, she posted hate entries in her "pretty" blog of hers. Like I said in my opening statement, What the point of having fancy blogskins while bearing that much hatred to someone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She, forced my sister to do her(Joanna's) science homework. Damn... Where is the justice? No one would ever think of doing this shit. Even I don't ask my siblings or friends to DO my homework for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hate entries time... Look at her entries... Ponder... While she whinning now... Tell you why after these:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looked at my result slip again. i din score TT bad.. all b3 and above except chinese.. c6.. lol =.= caus i nvr study.. not caus i dumb.. =D oni dumb person is jazreel li. wakekekee. if she is smart. the whole world are like albert einstient.. aah. wtv. dunno how to spell his name.. ^^ we rawk. u suuckk. =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(If you think she's clever, think again. By the way, jala=Jazreel Li my sister.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOOoooooooo! jala coming home tmr.. i hope she delays it and come bak when the hols end.. shiokk.. better still.. go hospital visit her.. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Should she(Joanna) even be saying these?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;din tok to jala in skool. =D except for a bit. caus she keep bothering me. ^^ she is lame.. be her fren = making urself lame and stupid and dumb. =] and im forced to.. hope i dun become dumb.. btw. she failed her chinese. weeeeeeee! she got 49/100. dunnoe real or fake anot. caus she always lie and lie. for her own benefit. wan pple be jealous and pity her. bleeeeah.. disgusted. hope she reallie failed. hope she fail her mid-year one. den stay bak in sec 1. shiok maaan! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Still she got a C6 for Chinese... an achievement?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was colouring the star on my shoe black whe i spotted the neoprint i took wif the slut and my sis. got the urge to draw on her face. i wrote the word slut. buden since wan write. might as well colour her whole face la. so now cnnt see her at all. =D colour her le. she became blackie! ^^ hope she reallie get burnt and become chaota.. i will b so happie man.. tt time went eat wif my bro and sis. den my sis plotted her death once. cool man. it was like..one day i stayed bak in sku to du some stuff. jala walk home alone. suddenly she walked onto the road and the car hit her. she bleeds. get injured. den dies. den wer the funeral going to b? cnnt be under her hse ma. caus condo. so my sis da fang a bit. use her hse downstairs. den my bro added wad to say to her when she lying in the coffin. jala we're so happy u died.. i struck lottery 10 times in a row sia. u shld die earlier. den we will b rich sai now.so dam funny.. if tt reallie happens. waaah.. shuang ler.. saad.. its just a wish.jazreel li pei shi sucks. =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Your grandma's dying... Aren't you afraid of retribution? Poor thing...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more thing, she takes a guy she met on maple as her BOYFRIEND. How cool! And she haven's even met the guy before. Cooler...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For her full entries, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine Tay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one mambo jumbo lady too. She ain't that pretty anyway(But he thinks she is! Shit! HOW?!) Alright. She goes for branded stuff, goes for cute guys when she can't, and guess what. Kelvin. A name you must remember. She has a boyfriend about 10 years older than her? ABSURD! And she stays under the same roof as him. One cool lady. (Sarcasm is my second language. Sorry.) She totally digs hating my sister and plotting her deaths. She, influences all her siblings to hate my sister, making my sister live in misery all her life. Finally, she seriously thinks that her blog has a wide readership. Totally uncool.(Honest.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some of her hate entries too:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya.. they do. It's like whatever shit things i do to them, the next day they forget liao. This is the amazing thing about siblings. I think that's what God intend it to be. No overnight hatred for REAL siblings.Don't give me the shit about slut being my half-sister.Even if Judy and my father get married, i'll never call her "Mei Mei" and i'll never call Judy "Mum" or "step-mum" or whatever shit.BAHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on the Happy Family shit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Living alone, eating dinner alone, doing my housework alone, sleeping alone. Doing everything ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;Not to have a family. Like alone a Happy one.&lt;br /&gt;That's why, i must emphasize again.. i cannot get married. Cos i'm also cursed.. A lot of unhappiness will occur if i get married one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(What? Acting Goth like the little secondary school kids now? Alone...-.-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not a very ideal gf. Seriously.Bad teeth, bad figure, bad temper, bad hair, bad looks.Such a loser.That's why got few bfs..Another main reason is cos few men can tolerate my nonsense and continue to love me and live with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(A little on her personal life. At least she does know her bad stuff.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But after reading my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yummyoreo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lil sister's blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. i can't help but laugh to myself and the heat in my body and head kinda cooled off a bit.Last month, when i went to dye my hair, i intended to bring my sister along to watch movie. But i was forced by circumstances my dad to bring the slut along, so i had to lah!Went to take neoprint and guess what i did to the neoprints?When i returned home, i drew on all her faces.. SLUT SLUT SLUT.Hiak hiak hiak.Great sense of satisfaction.My lil sister just did the same. Kinda long overdue.. But..Wahahahaha! I'm so surprised.. yet elated! Woohoo!!Ooppss. I am not supposed to influence my siblings to hate that slut. But pls take note that they already dislike her from eons ago cos she's..&lt;br /&gt;act cute&lt;br /&gt;act pretty&lt;br /&gt;always lying about anything&lt;br /&gt;wants sympathy from others cos.. she's pathetic?So it's not entirely my fault why they hate her k? I tried to like her last time. It was they who told me how fucking evil she is.. I just didn't listen.. as usual.. and got hurt big time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(That's how evil someone can be. Implying someone is evil when you are evil is just not quite there yet.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edited:I like watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch, The Animated Series..In this particular episode, she fell for a guy (her piano teacher) that is 20yrs her age and she plotted evil plans against his gf.. And trying to sow discord and plans to separate them...Wah lao ehh!!I see the way she seethe with jealously and how evil she look when she plan to harm the gf.. reminds me of my own story.Fucking slut, Jazreel Li.Even they look alike. Jazreel the slut and Sabrina the witch.. Skinny, scheming eyes and vain minds.BAHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(At least she does magic.. DUH!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister is in trouble over her blog.she's crying, panicking and hallucinating.Why?Cos that slut read her blog, felt upset indignant and complained to her beloved mother. Now they printed out the "evidence" to show my dad when he wakes up..and my sister is frightened my dad will slap her..But i dunno what's the big deal. I mean, if dad and judy reads MY blog, i will even direct them to my "i hate that slut" entry by providing them with the links.No matter what, you can't force a person to like another person by punishing, threatening or coercing..And if my dad do slap my sister, i'll HATE HIM FOREVER! Because he side and love his gf daughter more than he love his own. And i'll never forgive him.It's no secret that I FUCKING HATE JAZREEL LI PEI SHI for ruining my life and pretending nothing has happened. And on top of that, continue to irritate me with her constant whinnings and talk about her her her.I mean.. who's really interested to listen to all that nonsense about.. "You know how.. I.... The other day.. I.... My friend say.. I...".Oh pleaseee lah!What's the point in a blog if you can pour out your own thoughts and feelings?And everything my sister says are true recounts of what happened. For eg, the slut went shoplifting with her friend.For eg, how i plotted the slut's death (in my blog too).For eg, how unfair it is that if that slut fail her exams, my sister don't get to celebrate her bday too cos it's her fault that she didn't help the slut to pass..So.. what the fuck?Blame it on that slut who is insecure and has to run to Mummy crying that people hates her. Cos she wants everyone to love her.I thought she just need love from the countless guys that wooing her, or so she said?By treating her "normally", talking to her "politely".. i am giving Daddy and Aunty Judy the most amount of face i can give.But for me to "love her and treat her as your own beloved sister..."Please kill me.Btw, i have a much wider readership than my dear lil sister and the more anyone forces me not to write things about them, the more i will. So pls don't go running crying to mummy and force me to stop writing or delete my previous entries about you.Cos i don't give a fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay, her sister got busted and she's(Joanna) whinning, crying all the way. She(Jasmine) came to her "rescue"(running away from truth) and took her(Joanna ) out.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This incident has totally brought me out here to talk about my personal stuff. I only hope to recieve help from as many people as I can. Please visit both blogs below and bombard them if you think they are making your fellow human being(Jazreel) suffer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joanna - &lt;a href="http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.yummyoreo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jasmine - &lt;a href="http://www.babynaux.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.babynaux.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks a million guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114266048157219091?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114266048157219091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114266048157219091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114266048157219091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114266048157219091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/caution-situation-out-of-control.html' title='CAUTION: SITUATION OUT OF CONTROL'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114260176877640518</id><published>2006-03-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:22:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair Transport Service and Big Momma House 2</title><content type='html'>Singapore has suffered greatly under the hands of "public" transport. I say "public" because it is still under the government's control. Every Singaporean, since they were born, paid high prices for the fares, be it cabs, buses, trains, or even the LRT. Perhaps i do have no rights to comment on how the government do things over here in this country where they're in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm gonna say something for us students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bus this evening and i paid a fare of 90 cents. Imagine this... You are a polytechnic student but you pay a fare of an adult while your friend is a JC student and he/she pays only 45 cents on an EZlink card or 55 cents in cash? Where is the justice? Brrrrr... I am of the same age as the JC student! I seriously think that the LTA or whichever organisation in charge should do something about this. Does this mean that cleverer students like JC students, should enjoy privileges like cheaper fare rates(even thought we're of the same age)? Does this mean that polytechnic students do not have the ability to bring up the oh-so-good name of Singapore. I guess we're being looked down upon by the "higher" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to GV Jurong to watch Big Momma House 2 today. Cool show. Hilarious characters that makes you laugh till you drop. The soundtrack's good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let's talk about something serious. I bought a mixture of caramel, sweet and salted popcorn today, hoping the the whole box would be proportionate. But it was so so disappointing that there was half sweet, half salted and a few pieces of caramel flavored popcorn. Guess what? This isn't the service to be provided at GV Jurong. I thought they were supposed to be among the top ranking cinemas in Singapore. This is so disappointing. Luckily GV Plaza haven't stepped into this mess(though we were ranked 2nd last). I've come to a conclusion that GV Jurong is worse. Bleah!! Go to hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know... Another dumb entry. It's just because I've got nothing much to write about. And partially because I'm outside now where my thoughts can't flow. Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Okay I bullshitted about the few pieces of caramel popcorn. There was only a little more. ONLY A LITTLE WEE-BIT MORE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114260176877640518?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114260176877640518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114260176877640518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114260176877640518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114260176877640518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/unfair-transport-service-and-big-momma.html' title='Unfair Transport Service and Big Momma House 2'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114253263403627551</id><published>2006-03-17T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T02:14:17.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starhub Cable TV</title><content type='html'>I've been in a lot of trouble these days. My dad has been scolding me for signing up for the Starhub Digital Cable which will be installed this Saturday afternoon. Can't I even have my own TV to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which father doesn't love their own child? There are only cases where they do not know how to express their love. I wrote a letter to my dad asking him to understand me more. Seriously, his image of me is like a total gambler who splurges on soccer bets. But who the hell told him that? It's just assumptions from his own mind. Man can just be that creative(negative).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks I got the Digital Cable because I wanted to bet on the World Cup 2006. This is absolutely absurd. Which financially unstable 19-year-old, in the right mind, would splurge his savings on betting/gambling?(If you guys think you would, go ahead. You're not in the right mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he doesn't really understand the excitement of watching your favorite team enter stage after stage in the competition. It's the excitement. Doesn't education of entrepreneurship always teaches the importance of experience? That's how people make money, and that is smart. It doesn't mean that we're dumb. We are just having fun(the experience).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my friend Cassandra introduced this plan of Starhub Digital Cable TV to me. It's kinda cheap so i'm giving the recommendation because I think it's cool and cheap. Don't come whinning that there are hidden costs, or whatever. I made my calculations, and I think it's good. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;4 months contract&lt;br /&gt;$36.75/mth for the 1st 4 mths&lt;br /&gt;$51+ thereafter&lt;br /&gt;$40.65 without the 2 premium channels(thereafter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 basic groups to choose from(choose 3)&lt;br /&gt;2 special group to choose from(choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;3 premium channels to choose from(choose 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a World Cup 2006 promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, once again, to me, it's cool and cheap. Don't come whinning, don't come advising, cos i won't entertain. If you think it's good, you can email me at &lt;a href="mailto:kentinho87@hotmail.com"&gt;kentinho87@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have said that I'm "bhb" when I use the name Kentinho. The fact is, I like this name and I'm sure I have the right to use it. Yes, I love freedom. That's why i keep using words like my 'rights' etc. Gosh! I guess sooner or later, I'd start recieving hate mail. Oh well, I guess it wouldn't be that quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog has just been brought up, I shall keep my entries a little more conservative. I seriously do not want to end up in jail. Big no-no. Yeah... boring entry... So long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114253263403627551?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114253263403627551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114253263403627551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114253263403627551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114253263403627551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/starhub-cable-tv.html' title='Starhub Cable TV'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24196217.post-114252626377298299</id><published>2006-03-17T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:24:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Kent</title><content type='html'>My name is Kent. I love football. My favorite team is AC Milan. Sounds like an elementary school introductory essay does it? This is totally off-beat and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why this blog is called dribblescribble.blogspot.com is because i like football(this fits the dribble) and this is a blog(the scribble comes here). Isn't this totally obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly see many blogs like xiaxue.blogspot.com, or other celebrity bloggers. Making one thing clear, I do not aim to be one of them. Find my way of writing offensive to your favorite football clubs, celebrities(including bloggers), movies etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it clear that this is my blog, and the description of this blog says that it is my worries, troubles and problems solved here, of which, you may have the same(problems...) as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24196217-114252626377298299?l=dribblescribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114252626377298299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24196217&amp;postID=114252626377298299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114252626377298299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24196217/posts/default/114252626377298299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dribblescribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-name-is-kent.html' title='My name is Kent'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382692909306464604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
