<?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-2847754904770005745</id><updated>2012-02-15T04:37:51.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap rock poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Wise Words from The Cunning Linguist</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-5341571316839441816</id><published>2009-03-19T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:20:02.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amonkeywithcymbals.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://amonkeywithcymbals.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it looks real nice over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-5341571316839441816?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/5341571316839441816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=5341571316839441816&amp;isPopup=true' title='91 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5341571316839441816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5341571316839441816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>91</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2376787708287026306</id><published>2009-03-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:17:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Lessons</title><content type='html'>:: HX :: said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MSSansSerif; color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;are you taking  lessons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosmic joke. said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosmic joke. said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;self  learnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosmic joke. said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but  u always improve when u play with others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: HX :: said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MSSansSerif; color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: HX :: said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MSSansSerif; color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;but i'm like that 'no  fear' shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: HX :: said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MSSansSerif; color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;i don't play well with  others :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosmic joke. said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2376787708287026306?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2376787708287026306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2376787708287026306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2376787708287026306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2376787708287026306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/03/guitar-lessons.html' title='Guitar Lessons'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8421541993834144793</id><published>2009-02-28T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:56:15.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyD7acQPDzU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyD7acQPDzU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better recognise.&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/2847754904770005745-8421541993834144793?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8421541993834144793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8421541993834144793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8421541993834144793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8421541993834144793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/02/asian-pride.html' title='Asian Pride'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7764564183416232448</id><published>2009-02-12T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:31:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such hot sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SZPQS28ThUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/thF_wXcWsjU/s1600-h/ETDTCHCH-Finish-Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SZPQS28ThUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/thF_wXcWsjU/s400/ETDTCHCH-Finish-Shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301810208749880642" 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/2847754904770005745-7764564183416232448?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7764564183416232448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7764564183416232448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7764564183416232448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7764564183416232448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/02/such-hot-sex.html' title='Such hot sex.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SZPQS28ThUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/thF_wXcWsjU/s72-c/ETDTCHCH-Finish-Shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3027060367075029201</id><published>2009-02-09T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:37:25.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh just sell him already</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00483/eboue185x360_483018a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00483/eboue185x360_483018a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone had a sneaking feeling that this guy won't last the game when he got a yellow card about 10 minutes into the game for arguing with the ref. Somehow we just knew that he'll get booked some time and he will get sent off. True enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just HAD to trip Modric in front of the fans! He complained that he was unfairly booked for arguing and if he wasn't booked then, he would still be playing. Rubbish! That trip was an immediate red card in my eyes for unsportsmanlike behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda of unfortunate h had to start his shenanigans when he was playing decently well, causing problems to the Spurs defense with his diagonal runs into the box. He even had a goal called off due to some bad refereeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wenger, if you so happen to grace my blog please take my advice and sell of Eboue. Didn't Atletico Madrid attempt a bid for him during the January window? Take that money and buy a new Holding Midfield player. I'd even take Nicky Butt now seeing how bad Song is. No, really I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the case of Denilson. That guy has good potential. Hell, he's playing way better than anyone his age right now. But he is not a defensive midfield player. And he's not good enough to play centre midfield yet. A loan spell next season will definitely do him some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please. Sell Eboue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Sell Eboue! I heard that Gombak United is looking for players." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hizuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3027060367075029201?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3027060367075029201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3027060367075029201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3027060367075029201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3027060367075029201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-just-sell-him-already.html' title='Oh just sell him already'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8730951723148384991</id><published>2009-02-04T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:19:02.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arsenal.com/assets/_files/images/feb_09/gun__1233581632_090202s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.arsenal.com/assets/_files/images/feb_09/gun__1233581632_090202s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, someone to add movement and impetus from the midfield. Fantastic technical ability too. Only problem is that he stands at 1.72m - meaning that he is as tall as I am which doesn't bode well for players in a league well-known for being very physical. He'll also need 2 weeks to regain full fitness as he hasn't played since the Russian league ended in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal's history with expensive signings has been at best, ok. Arshavin comes in for a fee rumoured to cost £16.5 million which makes him Arsenal's most expensive signing ever. Let's hope he manages to acclimatise to the EPL asap and live up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spurs, however, have made a big joke of themselves by recruiting 3 of their old players just after they have left 6 months ago. All good players who shouldn't have left the club in the first place. I wonder how they acquire their funds when a lot of their signings have been bought for overly inflated prices (i.e. Darren Bent for £16 million).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have again been one of the most (if not THE most) busiest club during the transfer window again, taking in 5 players. How much more do you need to spend to improve the team. Hopefully 'Arry can bring his bargaining abilities to Spurs to cut some spending costs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8730951723148384991?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8730951723148384991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8730951723148384991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8730951723148384991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8730951723148384991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/02/hurray.html' title='Hurray!'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8324902970559525745</id><published>2009-02-02T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:15:42.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SYbx13iQoMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fdn46iVazRw/s1600-h/bitches-dont-know-about-my-popsicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SYbx13iQoMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fdn46iVazRw/s400/bitches-dont-know-about-my-popsicle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298187919390974146" 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/2847754904770005745-8324902970559525745?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8324902970559525745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8324902970559525745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8324902970559525745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8324902970559525745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/02/word.html' title='Word.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SYbx13iQoMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fdn46iVazRw/s72-c/bitches-dont-know-about-my-popsicle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7950131002908828187</id><published>2009-01-28T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:04:11.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infomercial Magic - The Slap Chop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;I want one of these. Just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUbWjIKxrrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUbWjIKxrrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7950131002908828187?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7950131002908828187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7950131002908828187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7950131002908828187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7950131002908828187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/01/informercial-magic-slap-chop.html' title='Infomercial Magic - The Slap Chop'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7986961404715681017</id><published>2009-01-19T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:07:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Bike Advertisement</title><content type='html'>Found this freaking hilarious ad on craiglist online directory. Probably some guy who wants to sell off his bike. Sounds like Hong Xiang to me. But hey you'll never know who it is on the other side of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Manly Bike for Sale&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;hr /&gt;  Date: 2008-07-22, 10:18AM PDT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bike for sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of bike? I don't know, I'm not a bike scientist. What I am though is a manly guy looking to sell his bike. This bike is made out of metal and kick ass spokes. The back reflector was taken off, but if you think that deters me from riding at night, you're way wrong. I practiced ninja training in Japan's mount Fuji for 5 years and the first rule they teach about ninja biking is that back reflectors let the enemy know where you are. Not having a rear reflector is like saying "FUCK YOU CAR, JUST TRY AND FIND ME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike says Giant on the side because it's referring to my junk, but rest assured even if you have tiny junk that Giant advertisement is going to remain right where it is. I bought this bike for 300 dollars from a retired mercenary that fought in both World War 1 and World War 2 and had his right arm bitten off by a shark in the Phillipines while stationed there as a shark handler. When he sold it to me I had to arm wrestle him for the honor to buy it. I broke his arm in 7 places when I did. He was so impressed with me he offered me to be his son but I thought that was sissy shit so I said no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike has some rusted screws, but that just shows how much of a bad ass you are. Everyone knows rusted screws on a bike means that you probably drove it underwater and that's bad ass in itself. Those screws can be replaced with shiny new ones, but if you're going to go to that trouble why not just punch yourself in the balls since you're probably a dickless lizard who doesn't like to look intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike is for men because the seat is flat or some shit and not shaped like a dildo. If you like flat seated bikes you're going to love this thing because it doesn't try to penetrate your ass or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've topped out at 75 miles per hour on this uphill but if you're just a regular man you'll probably top it out at 10 miles per hour. This thing is listed as a street bike which is man-code for bike tank. The bike has 7 speeds in total:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gear 1 - Sissy Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 2 - Less Sissy Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 3 - Least Sissy Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 4 - Boy Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 5 - Pre-teen Boy Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 6 - Manly Gear  &lt;br /&gt;Gear 7 - Big Muscles Gear  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only like gear 6 and 7 to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, this tool of all immense men comes with a gigantic lock to keep it secure. The lock is the size of a bull's testicles and tells people you don't fuck around with locking up your bike tank. It tells would-be-thieves "Hey asshole, touch this bike and I'll appear from the bushes ready to club you with a two-by-four".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike is for 150 OBO (and don't give me no panzy prices)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7986961404715681017?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7986961404715681017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7986961404715681017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7986961404715681017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7986961404715681017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/01/hilarious-bike-advertisement.html' title='Hilarious Bike Advertisement'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1409678492727517870</id><published>2009-01-12T11:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:49:22.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fantabulous world of Papercraft</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB61oCwII/AAAAAAAAAZg/qRSj3kVjDFA/s1600-h/114eab27ba0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB61oCwII/AAAAAAAAAZg/qRSj3kVjDFA/s400/114eab27ba0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290253928871673986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7jqcSoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z-M8Wi3LOZ0/s1600-h/Master_Chief_Assembled_by_billybob884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7jqcSoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z-M8Wi3LOZ0/s400/Master_Chief_Assembled_by_billybob884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290253941229767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB75pdq8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/zcCgqpWBQ2w/s1600-h/sonic_papercraft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB75pdq8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/zcCgqpWBQ2w/s400/sonic_papercraft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290253947131243458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7WBMBCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gnioZQ4ARFo/s1600-h/Mario-Papercraft-W7-3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7WBMBCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gnioZQ4ARFo/s400/Mario-Papercraft-W7-3_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290253937567073314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7e3VfqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/bstRPYr5RYY/s1600-h/fxconsole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB7e3VfqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/bstRPYr5RYY/s400/fxconsole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290253939941670562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this site off G4TV and I was very impressed with the paper crafts and origami stuff they feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never really good at arts &amp;amp; crafts (or with anything design oriented, mind you) so these creations look even more impressive to me. There's quite a big number of gaming references here so they've definitely got geek cred. Do check 'em out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website's over &lt;a href="http://www.papercrafty.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; I invite her back to my apartment, or as I call it, the "Death Star." I'm still working on it, it's not completely operational. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dane Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1409678492727517870?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1409678492727517870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1409678492727517870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1409678492727517870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1409678492727517870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2009/01/fantabulous-world-of-papercraft.html' title='The fantabulous world of Papercraft'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SWrB61oCwII/AAAAAAAAAZg/qRSj3kVjDFA/s72-c/114eab27ba0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3825008030188417964</id><published>2008-12-15T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:14:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SUXnvvCCfdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KPl0mOw7Cfg/s1600-h/BushAP_450x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SUXnvvCCfdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KPl0mOw7Cfg/s400/BushAP_450x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279880945426660818" 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/2847754904770005745-3825008030188417964?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3825008030188417964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3825008030188417964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3825008030188417964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3825008030188417964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-to-hell-is-paved-with-good.html' title='The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SUXnvvCCfdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KPl0mOw7Cfg/s72-c/BushAP_450x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6783370872387882843</id><published>2008-12-03T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:54:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDBpQVhCMb8&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/VDBpQVhCMb8&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really sweet song which talks about the awesomeness that is Mario Kart... and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6783370872387882843?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6783370872387882843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6783370872387882843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6783370872387882843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6783370872387882843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/12/mario-and-love.html' title='Mario and Love'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-5797639244016114729</id><published>2008-10-30T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:48:23.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanye's Glow in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SQl2CvmE7YI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8hmToKCDkdk/s1600-h/IMG_5041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SQl2CvmE7YI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8hmToKCDkdk/s400/IMG_5041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262867429067124098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching many of his live concert videos on Youtube and MTV, I've to say Kanye's performance last night was just a notch below my grand expectations of him. Granted the lightings and special effects were very very impressive but the gig felt like a scripted show. A very well-scripted show I have to say but it lacked a certain discerning quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he was energetic. Prancing around the stage, singing with full emotion but he somehow felt very detached from the audience; having almost no interaction with the audience. Having spent $188 on their ticket to experience, I assume, a once-in-a-lifetime show, the audience deserved more respect than that and I've not even included the fact that he was late for an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to take away some of the other aspects of the concert, his band and back-up singers were excellent. Yes, as excellent as the special effects which gave NDP a run for its money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are over &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=608436135#/album.php?aid=79474&amp;amp;id=608436135"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! And here's a video of his entrance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zT73mOXTEU&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/3zT73mOXTEU&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-5797639244016114729?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/5797639244016114729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=5797639244016114729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5797639244016114729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5797639244016114729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-watching-many-of-his-live-concert.html' title='Kanye&apos;s Glow in the Dark'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SQl2CvmE7YI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8hmToKCDkdk/s72-c/IMG_5041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8279182048662918148</id><published>2008-10-20T23:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:25:18.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Celebrity Apprentice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.hulu.com/shows/key_art_celebrity_apprentice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 151px;" src="http://assets.hulu.com/shows/key_art_celebrity_apprentice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fricking hooked to The Celebrity Apprentice. Not all these contestants are household names in Singapore especially the notorious Omarosa. Calling her a celebrity would be naming the term loosely. She's a vile witch who was from the previous season (s?) of the show and she's been said to be like a cockroach who can survive the harshest of nuclear winters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also Gene Simmons who is a genius in every sense of the word. There are some like country singer Trace Adkins who a breath of fresh air with the level of integrity they uphold despite the unpleasantries surrounding them within the show. One without such integrity (read: hypocrite of the decade) would be Stephen Baldwin, one of the many Baldwins I never knew existed. Cunning little mofo he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for hotties Tiffany Fallon and Ivanka Trump. Mmm Ivanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:  &lt;/span&gt;"Is there PE in Uni?" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- My Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8279182048662918148?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8279182048662918148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8279182048662918148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8279182048662918148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8279182048662918148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebrity-apprentice.html' title='The Celebrity Apprentice'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3368246701215807825</id><published>2008-09-19T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:45:37.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new old shoes</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wore an old pair of shoes you've not worn in a long time and it felt so totally great that it brought back memories of a better time and it made you remember the person you were when you regularly wore it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did. And it felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3368246701215807825?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3368246701215807825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3368246701215807825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3368246701215807825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3368246701215807825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/09/brand-new-old-shoes.html' title='Brand new old shoes'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3913934501534723476</id><published>2008-09-08T02:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:04:28.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SMQkmk1bfdI/AAAAAAAAASE/5IRl-bROI2M/s1600-h/wallpaper_s2_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SMQkmk1bfdI/AAAAAAAAASE/5IRl-bROI2M/s320/wallpaper_s2_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243356111307505106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait for the new season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3913934501534723476?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3913934501534723476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3913934501534723476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3913934501534723476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3913934501534723476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/09/season-5.html' title='Season 5'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SMQkmk1bfdI/AAAAAAAAASE/5IRl-bROI2M/s72-c/wallpaper_s2_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6541463959039469099</id><published>2008-08-27T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:59:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hustlas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SLRBtFfF7bI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qQQGRm6ec40/s1600-h/hustler.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SLRBtFfF7bI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qQQGRm6ec40/s320/hustler.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238884509361237426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this time around we won't be hustled instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "OK, see, after the year that I've had and on the most important day of my life you'd think she might ask what I wanted, a nice blowjob perhaps, where all I could do is just sit back for the first time in nine months and do nothing but admire the top of her head and pray that this fucking movie opens so I can stop selling off assets like we're fucking Michael Jackson. Now I have to answer the fucking batphone when it rings three fucking times and its fucking Vince."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Ari Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6541463959039469099?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6541463959039469099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6541463959039469099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6541463959039469099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6541463959039469099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/08/hustlas.html' title='Hustlas'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SLRBtFfF7bI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qQQGRm6ec40/s72-c/hustler.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1534325765861663669</id><published>2008-08-25T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:08:13.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songwriting 101</title><content type='html'>Don't you sometimes find that you're losing your friends one by one? For some ridiculous reason or another I feel that way. But hey, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the songwriting has been going smoothly. Just hope that I'm done before my friends are gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1534325765861663669?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1534325765861663669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1534325765861663669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1534325765861663669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1534325765861663669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/08/songwriting-101.html' title='Songwriting 101'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4806949287091247527</id><published>2008-08-02T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:17:07.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimolette</title><content type='html'>Friday night was spent with Heather and some friends at Mimolette and us guys had a discussion about girls which had me bursting out about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Taken from www.bash.org)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Got boyfriend can break. Got diamond ring must be fake."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Clement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4806949287091247527?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4806949287091247527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4806949287091247527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4806949287091247527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4806949287091247527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/08/mimolette.html' title='Mimolette'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3706407714928957693</id><published>2008-07-25T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:39.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thnks Fr Th Mmrs</title><content type='html'>A week back everyone was celebrating the life of Heath Ledger who played the Joker in The Dark Knight.  Today I mourn the passing of a dear friend whom I would have never have thought to meet if not for NS. Md Azli bin Rasul was one of the funny guys in the guard room. Always having an abundance of jokes up his sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never regretted being in Nee Soon as an RP which gave me the opportunity to meet people like Azli who are just one in a million. He never complained when we had to do our obligatory sai kang for our csm who never tires of the aforementioned activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We owe it alot to Azli and his bike. We transported around the camp on his bike when we had Northgate duties to carry out and even when we had to indent lunch from the cookhouse which, let's just say isn't a stone's throw away. Mani and Adam were just a few of those who benefited from Azli's generosity, borrowing his bike to practise before their big tests at SSDC. We were even there for Wan's crashing of Azli's bike in which he skidded and smashed parts of the bike. But Azli never even requested for compensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I already mention he was hilarious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately such good natured guys are hard to find these days and we lost another one to a bike accident this afternoon. It was even more tragic that he died a day before his birthday, being knocked down by a lorry and passing away on the spot. I will never forget the crying of his parents and even our friends. But let's not forget the joy that he has brought to all of us and all the other good times we've spent with Azli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own Joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SIi-10JxkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8UAwHiXeh4w/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SIi-10JxkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8UAwHiXeh4w/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226637199305445986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;25th July 1985 - 24th July 2008&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/2847754904770005745-3706407714928957693?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3706407714928957693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3706407714928957693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3706407714928957693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3706407714928957693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/07/thnks-fr-th-mmrs.html' title='Thnks Fr Th Mmrs'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SIi-10JxkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8UAwHiXeh4w/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7807533959894967222</id><published>2008-07-15T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:39.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Roads</title><content type='html'>I knew that they day would come when I have to choose between work and studying. Sooner or later that would problem would crop up. But I'll leave that for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Future Hatta &lt;/span&gt;to decide. Now I'm waiting in anticipation for Thursday. Why? Because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SHt9dJB03XI/AAAAAAAAARs/e79Y-XW1SYY/s1600-h/batman-the-dark-knight-poster-313x440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SHt9dJB03XI/AAAAAAAAARs/e79Y-XW1SYY/s320/batman-the-dark-knight-poster-313x440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222906132459478386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "What doesn't kill you makes you stranger." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Joker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7807533959894967222?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7807533959894967222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7807533959894967222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7807533959894967222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7807533959894967222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/07/cross-roads.html' title='Cross Roads'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SHt9dJB03XI/AAAAAAAAARs/e79Y-XW1SYY/s72-c/batman-the-dark-knight-poster-313x440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4048302855824940870</id><published>2008-07-02T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:05:27.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbf.org/images/content/pagebuilder/142480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.cbf.org/images/content/pagebuilder/142480.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let's hope things pan out well. So far so good. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4048302855824940870?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4048302855824940870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4048302855824940870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4048302855824940870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4048302855824940870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/07/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2544990423164485047</id><published>2008-06-21T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:01:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Life</title><content type='html'>Today I just had my two big toes bruised, my right ankle swollen and right knee badly grazed and bruised. And I loved every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football, my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2544990423164485047?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2544990423164485047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2544990423164485047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2544990423164485047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2544990423164485047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-life.html' title='This Is Life'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-809421786600708778</id><published>2008-06-15T15:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fables: The Good Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SFTHANtm0lI/AAAAAAAAARc/icklNmqyqBs/s1600-h/fables+good+prince+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SFTHANtm0lI/AAAAAAAAARc/icklNmqyqBs/s400/fables+good+prince+67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212009475269382738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah finally the 10th trade of this epic masterpiece is out! I can't emphasize enough how fucking good this series is and I'd gladly lend this to anyone (ok maybe not everyone but close friends of mine or whoever is interested) to prove my point. You've got lots of catching up to do as it's at 1oth volume but you'll be all too consumed by its rich story-telling to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my favourite artwork from cover artist, James Jean. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SFTHAfUJazI/AAAAAAAAARk/ks0X7r7b5dM/s1600-h/fables+good+prince+tpb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SFTHAfUJazI/AAAAAAAAARk/ks0X7r7b5dM/s400/fables+good+prince+tpb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212009479994436402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.masslive.com/comicbookzeitgeist/2007/08/fables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://blog.masslive.com/comicbookzeitgeist/2007/08/fables.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img231.imageshack.us/img231/7854/fables502ky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img231.imageshack.us/img231/7854/fables502ky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.processrecess.com/devtools/blog_fullsize/FD9331_fullsize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.processrecess.com/devtools/blog_fullsize/FD9331_fullsize.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ifanboy.com/comics/dc_comics/fables/71/cover-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.ifanboy.com/comics/dc_comics/fables/71/cover-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y141/igallo/JamesJeanFables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y141/igallo/JamesJeanFables.jpg" alt="" 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/2847754904770005745-809421786600708778?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/809421786600708778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=809421786600708778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/809421786600708778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/809421786600708778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/06/fables-good-prince.html' title='Fables: The Good Prince'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SFTHANtm0lI/AAAAAAAAARc/icklNmqyqBs/s72-c/fables+good+prince+67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-265505463714407367</id><published>2008-06-01T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:40.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion of The Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SEKd760fb6I/AAAAAAAAARU/xkVKEmCHSK0/s1600-h/chris4_gold.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SEKd760fb6I/AAAAAAAAARU/xkVKEmCHSK0/s400/chris4_gold.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206897771920977826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going through old episodes of Weeds and I caught this scene where Andy was tryna sell some defected clothes for the Christian community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silas:&lt;/span&gt; (reading the tee shirt) "Chris died for your sins". Is that a joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, on me. That's what happens when you outsource to fucking Malaysia. 8 year olds in a sweat shop can't spell for shit. See, I was trying to jump on board the whole "Red State Jesus" thing - the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fashion of the Christ&lt;/span&gt; and I end up with 3,000 of these&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Cause if there's one thing I've learned with the Christ crowd - totally no sense of humor. Should have gone after the Jew market. At least we can take a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-265505463714407367?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/265505463714407367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=265505463714407367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/265505463714407367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/265505463714407367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/06/fashion-of-christ.html' title='Fashion of The Christ'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SEKd760fb6I/AAAAAAAAARU/xkVKEmCHSK0/s72-c/chris4_gold.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-908306279009809238</id><published>2008-05-18T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:20:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Possess Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish you could see the potential,&lt;br /&gt;the potential of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's like a book elegantly bound,&lt;br /&gt;but in a language that you can't read&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/2847754904770005745-908306279009809238?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/908306279009809238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=908306279009809238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/908306279009809238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/908306279009809238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-will-possess-your-heart.html' title='I Will Possess Your Heart'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6352514497790668914</id><published>2008-05-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:37:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more weeks</title><content type='html'>With the all important date looming I couldn't help but sit down and think about what I've accomplished during my 2 years and how it has changed my friends, myself and my views on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time in the Army has equipped me with a new found temper. I've had it under control ever since BMT but it does come out to play once in a while as I found out a few moments back. I've never been one to get into a direct confrontation or a fight/argument/squabble but I'm now not afraid to get into one. Sometimes I even secretly wish for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's due to my vocation in camp that grants me regimental powers over everyone which has made me more numb to other people around me. But I like the new me better than Hatta pre-NS. I'd like to think that I've become more objective rather than numb although my new found temper and objectivity has been detrimental to some of my relationships these past couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you got to be cruel to be kind you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have changed too. Some good, some bad and I guess it's due to the fact that being in NS allows you to put away with all the inhibitions that you once had and this is especially true of many of the mcm guys who have been the subject of the matriarchal rule back then in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However way you see it, NS had changed me for the better I'd like to think. But at the cost of many dressing downs, sleepless nights of duty, regiment, bouts of collective depression among fellow NSF's, low allowances, awful food and many more cons I've lost count of, has it been worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6352514497790668914?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6352514497790668914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6352514497790668914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6352514497790668914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6352514497790668914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/05/4-more-weeks.html' title='4 more weeks'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-9033741337956160853</id><published>2008-04-18T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slinky Strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SAiSxmW2G2I/AAAAAAAAARM/GdjMz70_j2Q/s1600-h/slinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SAiSxmW2G2I/AAAAAAAAARM/GdjMz70_j2Q/s400/slinky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190559951352109922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have acquire new strings and they are to die for. They're way softer than the previous ones and they're more malleable, which equals to better effects. Yes these strings are used by the likes of Slash, Mayer and Clapton which makes me feel like a better player, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the mats in camp has totally improved on my technique, not to mention how much I've gained from the tips they've given me. Unfortunately the playing has to stop tonight my guitar is out of tune and I'm really too dependant on others to get it tuned. These are exciting times for me, the one time air-guitar prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "What? A cobra? Behind the guard room? Take out your camera phones ah! Take photo!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- A very law-abiding RP from the guard room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-9033741337956160853?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/9033741337956160853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=9033741337956160853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/9033741337956160853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/9033741337956160853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/04/slinky-strings.html' title='Slinky Strings'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/SAiSxmW2G2I/AAAAAAAAARM/GdjMz70_j2Q/s72-c/slinky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-263238510592124342</id><published>2008-04-09T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:41.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R_ynpac0eNI/AAAAAAAAARE/VgEclux5UUA/s1600-h/GALadebayorceleb_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R_ynpac0eNI/AAAAAAAAARE/VgEclux5UUA/s400/GALadebayorceleb_g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187205200740645074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decisions have gone against Arsenal during both legs. The first was a BLATANT penalty on Hleb that was waved away. The papers have attributed that to the fact that the offender and referee are neighbours but that's just awesome sensationalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penalty given to Pool in the dying minutes of the second leg was a questionable one too and even if the foul was committed, it occured just outside the box. We were the better team over the course of both legs but we were very tired and I felt that it was the reason behind the concentration lapse which allowed Babel to attack, resulting in that very unfortunate foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the 3 games we had to struggle putting names up on our first team sheet due to fatigue while Pool managed to rotate their players. Yet, Arsenal managed to take on Pool and even had chances to win these matches. Mr Wenger, if you're reading this, we need more players. 2 wingers and a defensive midfielder to replace the outgoing Gilberto. Only this way can we win trophies.  Else, it'll be another season of being so close yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-263238510592124342?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/263238510592124342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=263238510592124342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/263238510592124342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/263238510592124342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/04/unlucky.html' title='Unlucky'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R_ynpac0eNI/AAAAAAAAARE/VgEclux5UUA/s72-c/GALadebayorceleb_g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8962362390892233972</id><published>2008-04-01T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:47:36.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a Mad Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel stupid - but I know it won't last for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been guessing - I coulda been guessin' wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I kinda thought that you should somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does that whole mad season got ya down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel stupid but it's something that comes and goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been changin' - think it's funny how now one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We don't talk about - the little things that we do without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When that whole mad season comes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So why ya gotta stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking like the answer now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems to me - you'd come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you think you can cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You figured me out - I'm lost and I'm hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bleeding and broken - though I've never spoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I come undone - in this mad season&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/2847754904770005745-8962362390892233972?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8962362390892233972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8962362390892233972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8962362390892233972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8962362390892233972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-mad-season.html' title='It&apos;s been a Mad Season'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7155441343256100964</id><published>2008-03-25T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:38:38.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The words are hushed lets not get busted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; just lay entwined here, undiscovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Safe in here from all the stupid questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; "hey did you get some?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Man, that is so dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; so we can get some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So won't you kill me, so I die happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Just show her your penis"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Nish on some of his moves with the ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2847754904770005745-7155441343256100964?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7155441343256100964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7155441343256100964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7155441343256100964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7155441343256100964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/03/hands-down.html' title='Hands Down'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-751024408074392474</id><published>2008-03-23T20:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:44.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Static Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturday night was rather uneventful. We started out at Butter Factory which had switched rooms - they had electro and some indie house thing going on in the main room while hip hop was played out at the lounge outside. After seeing some familiar faces, Jen's reluctance to hang in the main room and the hip hop crowd's static nature we left for Pump Room which had the WORST CROWD EVER. I don't think I'm ever going back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was littered with fat white girls, lame-ass chinese guys, SPG's and (yes, get this) AUNTIES. If you ever do want to see an AUNTIE getting jiggy with it, you know where to head down to. The band's pretty good though their choice of music was occasionally quite off. I very much preferred my dinner and coffee session with the ol' guys which preceeded this bad night of clubbing. 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One of them told me to wind down my windows and told me that he was giving away some home surround system to me cos of some error in the orders. I don't know what possessed me to get out of the car to check out his stock at the back of his van but I regretted the moment I did. He just kept trying to GIVE me the $7k set saying that his boss made some extra orders and they didn't know where to put this extra stock. Apparently the extra stock would fit nicely into my car boot just as long as I don't sell it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange explaination? Yes. I then started to think that they were either trying to frame me for theft or this is could have been a ploy to kidnap me and send me to Thailand to be used as a comfort boy (read: sex slave) for immoral and horny white tourists. I quickly made excuses like "I am late" and that "There's other cars for you to out your stock into" as being Thai prostitute was not going to be an option for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said I encountered another scam artist of another kind on the way home from school at 11ish. I'm just assuming here but it's quite a high chance that this is a scam artist at work. So I was just casually driving down the empty BKE roads back home until a Malaysian van on the left of my lane in front of my decided to suddenly edge into my lane without any prior warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I braked he decided to slow down even more and coincidentally (I shall use this word loosely) another Malaysian bike tried to squeeze in between the small gap in between my car and the van, colliding into the latter and wobbling into my direction. Using my Lewis Hamilton-esque skillzzzz I swerved and broke away from the 2 vehicles and sped away. The last I saw the 2 vehicles went to seperate directions, looking like nothing ever happened. My dad and friends tell me that they're out to extort compensation from Singaporean drivers especially those on P-plates like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending on a more comical note, I slept on the couch last night. Why? Cos there was a huge ass cockroach yesterday and it disappeared into the wilderness I'd call my room. I gave up looking for it hence my decision to sleep outside, where no cockroaches can reach me while I sleep eliminating the risk of it being swallowed or laying eggs in my ears while I sleep. I know I have a vivid imagination but bugs are just too too too gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1250428074900711009?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1250428074900711009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1250428074900711009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1250428074900711009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1250428074900711009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-just-waiting-to-strike.html' title='It&apos;s just waiting to strike'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3938095732780375045</id><published>2008-03-02T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:40:18.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>Applause everyone, for I am now able to play Coldplay's Yellow. It's my first song I've learnt how to play cos it's quite easy. I've slowed it down because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It does sound really nice slow&lt;br /&gt;2. I can mask my n00b-ness when it comes to changing chords better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still very proud of my achievements as I've only been doing this for 3 days. Now my fingers need some rest as they're all bruised and my right thumb got skinned (long story). Here are more songs I'm going to be learning over the next couple of months. Wish me luck. Talitha, if you're reading this you know I'm gonna need some help =&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creep - Radiohead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High and Dry - Radiohead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valerie - Amy Winehouse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Time - Electrico&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Watch out Mayer. I'm coming for you."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - A slightly delusional me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3938095732780375045?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3938095732780375045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3938095732780375045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3938095732780375045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3938095732780375045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/03/guitar-hero.html' title='Guitar Hero'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7421477740378383</id><published>2008-02-17T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:16:46.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They can't be over fast enough</title><content type='html'>'Twas a pretty decent weekend which started off with Home Club on Friday with the old Trimedia gang for an UrbanWire event followed by my first ever Beat! at the very same venue with Rett, Shila and Shawn. Didn't totally dig the music but then again it was just me. Everyone had their favs from Blur to Arcade Fire  to The Strokes (which I went crazy to) and some song about being in love on a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's BBQ at Alisa's went better than expected although I had to leave prematurely due to wanting to catch the match at home. I'd like to thank the hosts for being really good barbecuetionists. The company was awesome and the gambling was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent lazing around the house in typical Hatta fashion. A night of re-reading Fables beckons for me before I knock off. Til the next weekend although it'll be over before we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; " I've always wanted to say this. Let's jam together when you get your guitar." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Val embracing her inner minah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7421477740378383?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7421477740378383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7421477740378383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7421477740378383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7421477740378383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-cant-be-over-fast-enough.html' title='They can&apos;t be over fast enough'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1596941489478522748</id><published>2008-02-03T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T03:25:47.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Race</title><content type='html'>So they say that nice guys finish last. I'm starting to believe that it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1596941489478522748?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1596941489478522748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1596941489478522748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1596941489478522748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1596941489478522748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='The Amazing Race'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3234107679879275701</id><published>2008-01-21T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:43:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test. 2</title><content type='html'>This was Dan's MSN nick 5 minutes ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO THE EXCLUSIVE DRIVING DUDES CLUB,  CPL HATTA, PROTECTOR OF THE GATES. MAY YOU SHUT UP AND PASS TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3234107679879275701?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3234107679879275701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3234107679879275701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3234107679879275701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3234107679879275701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/01/test-2.html' title='test. 2'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-5104561121728856749</id><published>2008-01-20T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:07:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test.</title><content type='html'>I have a test tomorrow for my module in Mass Media in Asia also known as Masina back in the good ol' Mass Comm days. The test constitutes 50% of my module's grades and I've yet to start on it. I find it really hard to believe RMIT has made Masina 5 times more dull than it actually was back then in poly. The only source of entertainment in this module has been conversations between Rett, Wei Shan and myself, pondering if our two male lecturers are actually lovers out of school. It does seem probable but blackmail isn't a route I'd like to take to attain a GPA of at least 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been constantly practising for my second driving test which will be on the day after the Masina test. My parking is now fucking ace, so is my lane changing and I've programmed myself to do all the blind spot checks so there's no reason for me to fail again unless of course I try to mask the awkward silence in the car by starting a conversation with the tester like the last time. If by any case I fail this time, well that would blow 'cos I know I'm way better this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "There's only music, so that there's new ringtones." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Arctic Monkeys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-5104561121728856749?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/5104561121728856749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=5104561121728856749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5104561121728856749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5104561121728856749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/01/test.html' title='test.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1179234184605084887</id><published>2008-01-03T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:22:46.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slogan for '08</title><content type='html'>This would make it to any quote of the day but I'm gonna make this my tagline/slogan/motto (or whatever you'd call it) for this new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I may not be strong, but I can read your body like braille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1179234184605084887?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1179234184605084887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1179234184605084887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1179234184605084887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1179234184605084887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/01/slogan-for-08.html' title='Slogan for &apos;08'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6125117618535518361</id><published>2008-01-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:44.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year's Resolutions are</title><content type='html'>1. To finally pick up the guitar&lt;br /&gt;2. To have at least 7 hours of sleep everyday&lt;br /&gt;3. To go on a holiday with the guys and get fucking stoned&lt;br /&gt;4. To run more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Here's the coolest ever tee shirt design found on threadless. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R3uWNEfqGII/AAAAAAAAAOc/QVsuoN_TtBA/s1600-h/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R3uWNEfqGII/AAAAAAAAAOc/QVsuoN_TtBA/s400/zoom.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150875750117283970" 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/2847754904770005745-6125117618535518361?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6125117618535518361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6125117618535518361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6125117618535518361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6125117618535518361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-years-resolutions-are.html' title='My New Year&apos;s Resolutions are'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/R3uWNEfqGII/AAAAAAAAAOc/QVsuoN_TtBA/s72-c/zoom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8299661048714096359</id><published>2007-12-29T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T13:16:02.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing My Cards Right</title><content type='html'>My name is Hatta and I am an addict. No it's not porn. It's worse than porn and 10 times less cool. I'm addicted to Solitaire. Yes it's that song by Clay Aiken. Yes that game that can easily be found on all computers. It happened on the train last night. Bored with nothing to do on the way to Bugis I checked out my games on the iPod and the Klondike (innocently waiting) game popped up. So engrossed I was that I continued my game at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours between 4 and 6am were a blur of furious clicking and scrolling of my iPod, opening up new cards and hoping to find one that links to the other. Woke up at 11 this morning to continue with Solitaire (or Klondike) despite my stomach's protests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need now is SLEEP. But not before 1 more game....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8299661048714096359?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8299661048714096359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8299661048714096359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8299661048714096359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8299661048714096359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/playing-my-cards-right.html' title='Playing My Cards Right'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-993462086124708364</id><published>2007-12-26T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:13:58.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assumptions</title><content type='html'>When you assume things, you make and ass out of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write that down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-993462086124708364?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/993462086124708364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=993462086124708364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/993462086124708364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/993462086124708364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/assumptions.html' title='Assumptions'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2004543563233507164</id><published>2007-12-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:32:29.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Research 101</title><content type='html'>Burnt out by school work and matters in camp. People taking leave during this festive season, hoping to pull off a string of extended weekends are taking a toll on our hours done everyday. I struggle to complete my bits of the lit review in camp and I'm too tired to do any of it when I get back home. It doesn't help that I feel that I'm not pulling my weight in this assignment as the others are doing so while coping with outside commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, other worldly distractions have gotten my attention for all the wrong reasons. All in the name of a little fun and an injection of self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "My pubes tremble when he speaks." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Jules who is never shy to speak about her bodily functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2004543563233507164?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2004543563233507164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2004543563233507164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2004543563233507164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2004543563233507164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/media-research-101.html' title='Media Research 101'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7932074076282517131</id><published>2007-12-16T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:20:29.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival (live)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkar6pb8yuE&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/mkar6pb8yuE&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;Gotta love The Cardigans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7932074076282517131?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7932074076282517131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7932074076282517131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7932074076282517131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7932074076282517131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/carnival-live.html' title='Carnival (live)'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3428709444587219978</id><published>2007-12-16T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:07:34.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak</title><content type='html'>I think people should say what they mean instead of just obliging to stuff even when they're unhappy. It didn't make for a really great night but nothing ever goes well if you decide not to plan for a night out at a club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I predict a real boring match between Man Utd and Pool tonight. It's always the case sometimes when you get 2 really big teams cancelling each other out. Remember the FA Cup finals last year? Man Utd vs Chelsea. Most boring match ever. Arsenal has the potential to beat Chelsea this time around if the midfield is settled and if Van Persie plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly doubt Shevchenko can get past Gallas and Toure. I never thought he could make it in the EPL and he should go back to Italy where he was treated like a god, and he played like one too. Why Avram Grant plays Shevchenko ahead of Pizarro everytime I wonder why too. But never underestimate Chelsea, with Lampard and Joe Cole (and Cashley too) they can cause some serious problems to any defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my MC (to cover today's duty) was well spent. Here's to a great night of football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3428709444587219978?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3428709444587219978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3428709444587219978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3428709444587219978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3428709444587219978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/speak.html' title='Speak'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2110345941563730811</id><published>2007-12-15T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:37:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeve No. 1</title><content type='html'>Bad Teeth. Ergh what am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tyler Durden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2110345941563730811?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2110345941563730811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2110345941563730811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2110345941563730811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2110345941563730811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/12/pet-peeve-no-1.html' title='Pet Peeve No. 1'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-958815636763640146</id><published>2007-11-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:04:17.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken from Hajar</title><content type='html'>If your life were a soundtrack, what would the music be?&lt;br /&gt;1. open your library (iTunes, winamp, media player, Zen, iPod)&lt;br /&gt;2. put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. press play&lt;br /&gt;4. for every question, type the name of whatever song comes up&lt;br /&gt;5. new question—press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDTRACK FOR MY LIFE … (SHARE YOURS IN THE COMMENTS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;opening credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wires - Athlete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waking up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemorrhage - Fuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first day at school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTHHEE PPAARRTTYY - Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song sounds too fun to be a "first day of school" song. Oh well it's a cute song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;falling in love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day - Fuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ominous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breaking up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw It On Me - Timbaland and The Hives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prom or similar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linger - Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. This would have made a really nice song for my prom; that's if my school had enough funds to organise one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life’s okay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Sunshine - Super Furry Animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mental breakdown:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE DRIVING SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flashback:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Time - Electrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this does sound like a good song for flash backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;getting back together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move On - Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wedding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Hay Problema - Pink Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what this song means or what it's about. But it's got a very nice bossa nova feel to it. Does the whole hispanic setup mean I'm going to marry Eva Mendes? I can only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birth of child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final battle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Someday We'll Know - New Radicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very epic indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;death scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When You're Gone - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can explain having this song in my iTunes. Ok I can't actually. I quite like this song. Shut up already.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;funeral song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Sur - The Thrills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision a really happy send off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;end credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Child - The Vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with my favourite band. My iTunes really understands me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-958815636763640146?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/958815636763640146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=958815636763640146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/958815636763640146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/958815636763640146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/taken-from-hajar.html' title='Taken from Hajar'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4590654175499574695</id><published>2007-11-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:53:57.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful girl in the world lives in Sydney.</title><content type='html'>Yes she does. No she's not one of the Dutch girls we got to know in Bali. She's totally Australian and she's going to start uni soon in Sydney. Her name's Brianna and she's studying Environmental Science. Hajar suggested that I set up a website to look for her. She thinks it'll be the most romantic thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that would make me a psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Dude I want to marry that girl." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- me to Dinesh on a certain Australian lass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4590654175499574695?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4590654175499574695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4590654175499574695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4590654175499574695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4590654175499574695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/most-beautiful-girl-in-world-lives-in.html' title='The most beautiful girl in the world lives in Sydney.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1608698464061434550</id><published>2007-11-13T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:16:30.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1608698464061434550?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1608698464061434550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1608698464061434550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1608698464061434550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1608698464061434550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/brb.html' title=''/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1327311842192859822</id><published>2007-11-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RzXakC5XghI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0yMC_r3QKAw/s1600-h/graffiti+ipod.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RzXakC5XghI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0yMC_r3QKAw/s400/graffiti+ipod.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131247663246180882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Val I have the coolest shit on Facebook. Unfortunately my iPod is now being struck by a mad virus which refuses to go away even after my iPod is being formatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conspiracy theory:&lt;/span&gt; Val could be the one who planted the virus, disguising her sweet graffiti pic for me as a message which actually reads "Take that you undeserving bustard who got that 80gb iPod Classic for his birthday unlike me who has to save enough cash to buy a 30gb iPod Video only to be phased out later on by the much more superior iPod Classic of which Hatta is holding to dearly now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I don't have 20gb of porn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1327311842192859822?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1327311842192859822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1327311842192859822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1327311842192859822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1327311842192859822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RzXakC5XghI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0yMC_r3QKAw/s72-c/graffiti+ipod.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8825371769939496312</id><published>2007-11-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:35:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We want them shrooms</title><content type='html'>Although our Bali trip next week promises to be loads of fun I still have to contend with studying for my exams on Monday, a day before our departure to the land of rising fun. Damn marketing exams. It's the Malay in me that's been haltering my progress with my revision. I can bet on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While indulging in some intense procrastination, I stumbled upon this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zzb-Pbtr1U4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zzb-Pbtr1U4&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;br /&gt;One day, I'll be able to play like him. For now, all I have are 2 classical guitars inherited from my uncle. One of them has no strings while the other is missing 2. Hey everyone has to start from somewhere right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8825371769939496312?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8825371769939496312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8825371769939496312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8825371769939496312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8825371769939496312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-want-them-shrooms.html' title='We want them shrooms'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-795411723886558456</id><published>2007-11-02T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:33:36.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>I don't feel 21. Heck I don't think I even look 21. But here's to my all my family and friends who've made me who I currently am. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I've gotta do is call Hacienda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;/span&gt;" The prettiest people do the ugliest things for the road to riches and diamond rings"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-795411723886558456?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/795411723886558456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=795411723886558456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/795411723886558456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/795411723886558456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/11/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4649641698505363778</id><published>2007-10-28T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:45.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post-Party Party</title><content type='html'>These pictures were way overdue. T'was a kickass night. Hope you enjoyed your birthday, Pradeep. Unfortunately birthday boy wasn't in any of the pics seeing how he was outside getting drunk on wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66Imf5vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ycpMB3QN2ls/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66Imf5vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ycpMB3QN2ls/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126287046270248690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66Ymf5wI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yJUXnoxq4NE/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66Ymf5wI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yJUXnoxq4NE/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126287050565216002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66omf5xI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QP8s3P7sYkc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66omf5xI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QP8s3P7sYkc/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126287054860183314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that next week will be a good week for me. With the long awaited driving test on Wednesday and my project presentation on Thurs it will definitely be crunch time. Friday's my birthday so please don't forget to mail me your presents. Each present should at least cost $300, thanks. Come Saturday, I'll be chilling at Hacienda with my favourite people. I can smell it already. It'll be a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Update lah, chee bye" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4649641698505363778?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4649641698505363778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4649641698505363778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4649641698505363778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4649641698505363778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/10/post-party-party.html' title='The Post-Party Party'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RyQ66Imf5vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ycpMB3QN2ls/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2107585718507922247</id><published>2007-10-21T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:36:06.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invaders from space and beyond</title><content type='html'>I hate it when parents don't teach their children proper manners. Have you ever had your room raided by 2 incessant kids before? Jumping and rolling on your bed, touching your computer and messing with your comic book collection? MY FUCKING COMIC BOOK LIBRARY WAS TOUCHED BY UNAUTHOURISED HANDS. If this was the army I'd send you to DB for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it gets worse. The 17 year old son of my dad's friend plonks himself on my bed and decides to stare at me, hoping to start a conversation. Being the nice host that I am I was stuck with him for almost an hour. I missed at least half of my football match because of these guests coming to my house at the eleventh hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words "Ok come on let's get going!" by the parents couldn't have been at a later time of 1115pm but it was well received by the hosts nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just told my  rugby fanatic friend that rugby was started by a group of bored hunky gay giants" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hajar&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2107585718507922247?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2107585718507922247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2107585718507922247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2107585718507922247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2107585718507922247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/10/invaders-from-space-and-beyond.html' title='Invaders from space and beyond'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6397244336687715464</id><published>2007-10-04T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:17:43.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cool For School</title><content type='html'>School has really been a great escape from the drudgery and petty issues that I've got to deal with on an everyday basis while serving the big man up there. Never would I thought that I'd enjoy writing out a SWOT analysis but hey I'm looking forward to doing research on our business plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides school there's only 3 things on my mind right now that's keeping me together everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My driving test&lt;br /&gt;2. ORD&lt;br /&gt;3. Finding a job, hopefully at a place where it pays decently well. Credit Suisse doesn't sound too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "You know I'd love to show up but it's actually anal sex night at the Gold house, so... But thank you for the invite, I'm gonna go home and punish my wife." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ari Gold declining an invite to a beach party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6397244336687715464?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6397244336687715464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6397244336687715464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6397244336687715464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6397244336687715464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-cool-for-school.html' title='Too Cool For School'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-5927567210303205215</id><published>2007-09-29T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:45.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Striking Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rv2uXcVjv0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/fP3luF0d5J4/s1600-h/ari+gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rv2uXcVjv0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/fP3luF0d5J4/s400/ari+gold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115436469529591618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Entourage. And what makes this show tick? Jeremy Piven who plays the smarmy (yeah there's such a word, google it) Hollywood agent, Ari Gold. Ari's a bad ass motherfucker in a suit waiting to tell you how you screwed up because you didnt listen to his high and mighty advice. If you do manage to catch Entourage, you definitely won't be able to miss out on this loud mouthed 2 time Emmy nominated actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kicking the trend with my quote of the day, here are some quotes (yes plural, that's how i'm kicking the trend with this post) from Ari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Josh:&lt;/span&gt; Hey Ari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; That's a great story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Josh:&lt;/span&gt; How you doing? Crashing parties now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; You know Joshie here, I don't know if you guys know but he used to be my assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Josh:&lt;/span&gt; That was a long time ago Ari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; What 14 months, that ain't that long. He used to make the best hazelnut latte. He was like a chemist in there, working. Just like mommy made. It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Josh:&lt;/span&gt; Hey man, ease up man it's a friggin' party here ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; Does your boss know you're using his house? Because I put a call into him. He and I went to school together. I helped him cheat on his economics final. That's how he got his degree, he owes me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Josh:&lt;/span&gt; You called my boss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely. You know another class I took at Harvard? Business Ethics. I don't steal other people's mother fucking clients, but in your case I'm going to make an exception. I'm going to take everyone; your B-level sitcom stars, your reality-TV writers, when I'm done with you, you're gonna be repping sideshow freaks. You need Jo-Jo the Dog-Face-Bitch-Boy? Call Josh Weinfuck, the lightweight pen-stealing fuckface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ari:&lt;/span&gt; All right, when you talk to Dana, tell her I'm going to take the pictures from Cancun, and start a website called imahollywoodexecutivewhore.com and there will be no password or fee required, and I will take out a full page ad in the LA Times promoting it. Tell her I want a fucking call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ari:&lt;/span&gt; From now on ask my permission before you bang one of my assistants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eric:&lt;/span&gt; How'd you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; 'Cause I know all. And I could have told you that this would end badly. Now I gotta to fire her so you don't feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eric:&lt;/span&gt; No. Don't fire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ari:&lt;/span&gt; All right. Well, I'll just sexually harass her until she quits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-5927567210303205215?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/5927567210303205215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=5927567210303205215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5927567210303205215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5927567210303205215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/striking-gold.html' title='Striking Gold'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rv2uXcVjv0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/fP3luF0d5J4/s72-c/ari+gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-579815963334957019</id><published>2007-09-28T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:44:57.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsDfX_4Qv-o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsDfX_4Qv-o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane said minds are games&lt;br /&gt;I went to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Before we know&lt;br /&gt;She'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;Wish I were there too&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-579815963334957019?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/579815963334957019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=579815963334957019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/579815963334957019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/579815963334957019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/mary-jane.html' title='Mary Jane'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-103682511848316145</id><published>2007-09-26T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:45.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Another) Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RvpwGA8_-GI/AAAAAAAAANs/IGT6AZDUtI4/s1600-h/haiku.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RvpwGA8_-GI/AAAAAAAAANs/IGT6AZDUtI4/s400/haiku.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114523575469996130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to the Haiku lover;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from Threadless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-103682511848316145?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/103682511848316145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=103682511848316145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/103682511848316145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/103682511848316145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-haiku.html' title='(Another) Haiku'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RvpwGA8_-GI/AAAAAAAAANs/IGT6AZDUtI4/s72-c/haiku.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-149992157367317522</id><published>2007-09-25T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:35:44.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess</title><content type='html'>I'm going back to school. It's come at such a great time; a welcome distraction from many things that have been causing some unduly stress on me. Maybe seeing some familiar faces mixing it out with unfamiliar people might take awhile to get used to but it's not like I have a choice with that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I need to find is my pencil case and we're good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Everyone wants to kill the king. But the prince, he just sails along telling all the ladies, 'One day I'm gonna be king'. " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Vince from Entourage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-149992157367317522?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/149992157367317522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=149992157367317522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/149992157367317522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/149992157367317522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/recess.html' title='Recess'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8124675090465955212</id><published>2007-09-08T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:46.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkpoint 3B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RuIA2lEfozI/AAAAAAAAANk/_SeIXdEUwjI/s1600-h/checkpoint+3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RuIA2lEfozI/AAAAAAAAANk/_SeIXdEUwjI/s400/checkpoint+3b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107645865055462194" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8124675090465955212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/checkpoint-3b.html' title='Checkpoint 3B'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RuIA2lEfozI/AAAAAAAAANk/_SeIXdEUwjI/s72-c/checkpoint+3b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1253484567735322420</id><published>2007-09-06T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:04:10.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I drive you away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what you'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I promise you this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll always look out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what I'll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say "oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say "oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's you that I hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said "oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cry "oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah I saw sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah I saw sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I saw sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah I saw sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singing out&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/2847754904770005745-1253484567735322420?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1253484567735322420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1253484567735322420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1253484567735322420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1253484567735322420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/09/sparks.html' title='Sparks'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3780184813996576356</id><published>2007-08-22T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:00:13.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Boobalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So it's back to the drudgeries of army life tomorrow after my extended mc ends. It's approximately 9 and a half more months to ORD. Say it with me guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE CAN'T WAIT TO GET OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel bad but I just can't help and laugh at the recent enlistees. ORD-ing in 2009. 2-0-0-9. HO HO HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;"Once you go Rabbi, you never go byebye." &lt;b&gt;- Andy from Weeds who wants to escape enlisting into the army reserves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3780184813996576356?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3780184813996576356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3780184813996576356&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3780184813996576356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3780184813996576356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-boobalan.html' title='Damn Boobalan'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-67269091837913056</id><published>2007-08-14T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T20:13:53.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Pseudo) Haiku</title><content type='html'>I like you,&lt;br /&gt;You like me?&lt;br /&gt;You pretty,&lt;br /&gt;Shake your booty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I came up with for someone when I was still quite doped up post wisdom tooth op. How I long for being high again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-67269091837913056?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/67269091837913056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=67269091837913056&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/67269091837913056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/67269091837913056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/haiku.html' title='(Pseudo) Haiku'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6751239541892137979</id><published>2007-08-11T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:57.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 07</title><content type='html'>Warning this is post is gonna be so filled with pictures that you'll hate guys in red from now on. These are pics that I took from our command post on the 9th of August. For those of you who knows about my weekly involvement in the NDP, now you get a chance to see where I work from. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jFqXZS8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/r-mytkvLoS0/s1600-h/ndp+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jFqXZS8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/r-mytkvLoS0/s320/ndp+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339302176181186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The calm before the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jF6XZS9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/q9jHRhEbOO4/s1600-h/ndp+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jF6XZS9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/q9jHRhEbOO4/s320/ndp+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339306471148498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZS-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/39V9e_s1H4Y/s1600-h/ndp+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZS-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/39V9e_s1H4Y/s320/ndp+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339310766115810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZS_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0c_v5AW-Ls/s1600-h/ndp+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZS_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0c_v5AW-Ls/s320/ndp+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339310766115826" 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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZTAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IO8oxVFnWbc/s1600-h/ndp+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jGKXZTAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IO8oxVFnWbc/s320/ndp+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339310766115842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is why I can never catch the fireworks from where I'm working from&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j26XZTBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/JO5p8Frtuu8/s1600-h/ndp+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j26XZTBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/JO5p8Frtuu8/s320/ndp+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340148284738578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wheel thingy&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j26XZTCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2lU0tlaIwrw/s1600-h/ndp+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j26XZTCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2lU0tlaIwrw/s320/ndp+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340148284738594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The firemen were nice enough to let me near their Red Rhino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3KXZTDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/o-v_M3sZkSI/s1600-h/ndp+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3KXZTDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/o-v_M3sZkSI/s320/ndp+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340152579705906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lives and times of sai kang warriors&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3KXZTEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/65JEaTyvViw/s1600-h/ndp+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3KXZTEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/65JEaTyvViw/s320/ndp+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340152579705922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azli and the other coolies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERVAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDqXZTKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KiEnSRewPNA/s1600-h/ndp+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDqXZTKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KiEnSRewPNA/s320/ndp+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341466839698594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND NOW WE'RE BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lC6XZTGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YSpPmHyMpbg/s1600-h/ndp+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lC6XZTGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YSpPmHyMpbg/s320/ndp+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341453954796642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we saw this we knew lunch would suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1oyaXZTRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sS3DnOVGA88/s1600-h/ndp+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1oyaXZTRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sS3DnOVGA88/s320/ndp+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097345568533466386" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8aXZTNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YGXCnnP_bmc/s1600-h/ndp+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8aXZTNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YGXCnnP_bmc/s320/ndp+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097344640820530386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Packing for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozKXZTSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/q14Zg3ycVQc/s1600-h/ndp+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozKXZTSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/q14Zg3ycVQc/s320/ndp+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097345581418368290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;39 SCE helpers doing what they do best&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3aXZTFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/phO8ivtLbfs/s1600-h/ndp+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1j3aXZTFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/phO8ivtLbfs/s320/ndp+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340156874673234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Scream "Ice-Cream"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lC6XZTHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i7We_7Uicws/s1600-h/ndp+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lC6XZTHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i7We_7Uicws/s320/ndp+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341453954796658" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDaXZTJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dbiv50hDDYc/s1600-h/ndp+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDaXZTJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dbiv50hDDYc/s320/ndp+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341462544731282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The transport people are a very animated bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n76XZTLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_eH8Vq41-Hg/s1600-h/ndp+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n76XZTLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_eH8Vq41-Hg/s320/ndp+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097344632230595762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8KXZTMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zj0EBTiXbao/s1600-h/ndp+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8KXZTMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zj0EBTiXbao/s320/ndp+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097344636525563074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8aXZTOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3TlCEuOISV4/s1600-h/ndp+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8aXZTOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3TlCEuOISV4/s320/ndp+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097344640820530402" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8qXZTPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GCIXA0Yxo_o/s1600-h/ndp+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1n8qXZTPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GCIXA0Yxo_o/s320/ndp+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097344645115497714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1oyaXZTQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/CluEUIX4pBA/s1600-h/ndp+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1oyaXZTQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/CluEUIX4pBA/s320/ndp+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097345568533466370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wah Wah Wah. The only partially pretty one amongst the throngs of aunties and underaged girls at the show village. I actually didn't know she was in the background. Serious. Stop sniggering I'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozaXZTTI/AAAAAAAAALE/mGEfKssbX2s/s1600-h/ndp+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozaXZTTI/AAAAAAAAALE/mGEfKssbX2s/s320/ndp+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097345585713335602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozaXZTUI/AAAAAAAAALM/MeDgKJaHt20/s1600-h/ndp+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1ozaXZTUI/AAAAAAAAALM/MeDgKJaHt20/s320/ndp+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097345585713335618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERVAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDKXZTII/AAAAAAAAAJs/nQ3bpUtBR-w/s1600-h/ndp+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1lDKXZTII/AAAAAAAAAJs/nQ3bpUtBR-w/s320/ndp+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341458249763970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACK.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3KXZTVI/AAAAAAAAALU/RsalQfXfThM/s1600-h/ndp+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3KXZTVI/AAAAAAAAALU/RsalQfXfThM/s320/ndp+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097346749649472850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3aXZTWI/AAAAAAAAALc/uFTwEk0KZwA/s1600-h/ndp+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3aXZTWI/AAAAAAAAALc/uFTwEk0KZwA/s320/ndp+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097346753944440162" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3aXZTXI/AAAAAAAAALk/Y8abpqwa734/s1600-h/ndp+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3aXZTXI/AAAAAAAAALk/Y8abpqwa734/s320/ndp+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097346753944440178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Major Low giving the hairdryer treatment to Aloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3qXZTYI/AAAAAAAAALs/yOrgzpkXmnc/s1600-h/ndp+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1p3qXZTYI/AAAAAAAAALs/yOrgzpkXmnc/s320/ndp+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097346758239407490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1w6KXZTjI/AAAAAAAAANE/VmguGqXJCYM/s1600-h/ndp+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1w6KXZTjI/AAAAAAAAANE/VmguGqXJCYM/s320/ndp+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097354497770475058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother Chua - Pondering life's many questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qiqXZTaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rc5R9yg3eaA/s1600-h/ndp+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qiqXZTaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rc5R9yg3eaA/s320/ndp+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097347496973782434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qi6XZTbI/AAAAAAAAAME/uJd9lp0_OYo/s1600-h/ndp+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qi6XZTbI/AAAAAAAAAME/uJd9lp0_OYo/s320/ndp+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097347501268749746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qi6XZTcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LS7kCHnSJAI/s1600-h/ndp+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qi6XZTcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LS7kCHnSJAI/s320/ndp+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097347501268749762" 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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qjKXZTdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ytG7SaPtJKY/s1600-h/ndp+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qjKXZTdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ytG7SaPtJKY/s320/ndp+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097347505563717074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An ecstatic Shaun Yeoh&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qjKXZTeI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ykakx3GUWKg/s1600-h/ndp+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1qjKXZTeI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ykakx3GUWKg/s320/ndp+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097347505563717090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLKXZTfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-4FxX5b5eA8/s1600-h/ndp+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLKXZTfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-4FxX5b5eA8/s320/ndp+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097348192758484466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Yap at his most charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLaXZTgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tLJHGNr26kQ/s1600-h/ndp+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLaXZTgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tLJHGNr26kQ/s320/ndp+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097348197053451778" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLaXZThI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1KOnAOKqPCg/s1600-h/ndp+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLaXZThI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1KOnAOKqPCg/s320/ndp+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097348197053451794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LTC Koa Boon Teck and his homeboys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLqXZTiI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bbOSsuMp73M/s1600-h/ndp+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1rLqXZTiI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bbOSsuMp73M/s320/ndp+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097348201348419106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The transport guys without their annoying regular officers! Yes guys, I don't like Master Ng too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'd like to this chance to thank those who've made my Saturdays somewhat enjoyable and eventful. This blog post is also dedicated to 2WO Chua (see pic below) who roped us into this and made us do almost nothing every week and has made us realised that he's only there for the free food and drinks and the goodie bags. Thanks for making us carry all those cartons and boxes of bread rolls, H2O's, ice creams (yes you heard it right), NDP Goodie Bags (all the aunties are gonna freak out if they know this) and packs of cold KFC lunch boxes. Thanks for not sharing it with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army never pay you enough is it? Must steal all those crap. Good luck to your family who has to keep all that food. I hope you can open up your own minimart now seeing that you have enough supplies to last you til the next NDP opens at Kallang again. Thanks and cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1z46XZTkI/AAAAAAAAANM/hdlJZzUV4Cw/s1600-h/ndp+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1z46XZTkI/AAAAAAAAANM/hdlJZzUV4Cw/s400/ndp+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097357774830521922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vogue Personified&lt;br /&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/2847754904770005745-6751239541892137979?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6751239541892137979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6751239541892137979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6751239541892137979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6751239541892137979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/ndp-07.html' title='NDP 07'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rr1jFqXZS8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/r-mytkvLoS0/s72-c/ndp+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-279252269766960006</id><published>2007-08-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:49:08.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Me If You Can</title><content type='html'>I clocked 6km just now. I think I'm going to sleep well tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-279252269766960006?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/279252269766960006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=279252269766960006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/279252269766960006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/279252269766960006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch Me If You Can'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3594229186057803992</id><published>2007-08-06T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:19:19.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save it for the morning after</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've ran. Running's good for many things because you forget about the world. It's just you, the sound of your breath and the air in your lungs keeping you moving. Sometimes a little escapism isn't a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; " It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- 505 by The Arctic Monkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3594229186057803992?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3594229186057803992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3594229186057803992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3594229186057803992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3594229186057803992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-it-for-morning-after.html' title='Save it for the morning after'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3420652309892583469</id><published>2007-08-01T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RrAb5aXZS7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hTBTa09LoV8/s1600-h/Image021E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RrAb5aXZS7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hTBTa09LoV8/s320/Image021E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093601851699973042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've got no license, please don't drive. Because the sound of the bumper and fog lights being crushed to bits will be the worst sound you'll ever hear in your life. The second worst sound would be the sound of your voice, cursing and swearing. But of course, you'll be too freaked out to realise that you're cursing so loudly that the whole multi-storey carpark can hear you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3420652309892583469?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3420652309892583469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3420652309892583469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3420652309892583469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3420652309892583469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/08/crash.html' title='Crash'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RrAb5aXZS7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hTBTa09LoV8/s72-c/Image021E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2111476916193257980</id><published>2007-07-09T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:05:34.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Pointless Entry</title><content type='html'>Today I was tasked to collect some stores from the NDP site that we operate on during the weekends. Our transport didn't go too fast. In fact ALL army transports are not allowed to go faster than 50km/h. We reached Marina Bay after cruising around for an hour. Yes we took an hour because we are such road hoggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"So, are there any thread left on the tires?  Or at this point would it be like throwing a hot dog down a hallway?" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Stewie from Family Guy making conversation with some Ho's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2111476916193257980?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2111476916193257980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2111476916193257980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2111476916193257980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2111476916193257980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-pointless-entry.html' title='This Is A Pointless Entry'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2835378547090738734</id><published>2007-06-29T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:56:58.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobots, Roll Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RoQmbGAnkCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3CeJZAoFi1M/s1600-h/transformers5_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RoQmbGAnkCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3CeJZAoFi1M/s320/transformers5_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081228526492291106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&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/2847754904770005745-2835378547090738734?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2835378547090738734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2835378547090738734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2835378547090738734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2835378547090738734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/autobots-roll-out.html' title='Autobots, Roll Out!'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RoQmbGAnkCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3CeJZAoFi1M/s72-c/transformers5_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8905640452026208305</id><published>2007-06-27T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T13:46:18.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaceship</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCxQeEVEfoE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCxQeEVEfoE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your face there is like,  'yo wassup bitches' and your sis is all like, 'i'm just chillin homies'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;- Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8905640452026208305?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8905640452026208305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8905640452026208305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8905640452026208305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8905640452026208305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/spaceship.html' title='Spaceship'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4382208839449021585</id><published>2007-06-24T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:21:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehn Dee Pee</title><content type='html'>After spending 16 hours at Marina doing logistics and all that bull, seeing the preparations and what goes on behind the whole national celebration, I finally see how this is all just a waste of time. Not just because I get shouted in the face by my direct superior and we don't get any credits for anything but mainly because it is so fucking expensive to organise this narcissistic celebration by the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without going into the details (because there's too many) the money spent on countless rehearsals and the stage etc. could be put to better use, no? It could be used to fund countless campaigns to help the hungry and poor people of Africa and many other humanitarian activities. A cure for cancer would be nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not writing this out of spite just because my view of the fireworks was (and will always be) totally hindered by the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Tetris is so unrealistic."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4382208839449021585?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4382208839449021585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4382208839449021585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4382208839449021585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4382208839449021585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/ehn-dee-pee.html' title='Ehn Dee Pee'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8765712546414607201</id><published>2007-06-23T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:07:13.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Midnight Show</title><content type='html'>Unexpected nights are great. Especially when you need to clear your head of some things. The cobwebs are gone. Almost. Well they never really clear do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Aooaaahhh"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- a yawn by yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8765712546414607201?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8765712546414607201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8765712546414607201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8765712546414607201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8765712546414607201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/midnight-show.html' title='The Midnight Show'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8737485480942982334</id><published>2007-06-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year</title><content type='html'>I'm late with this post. 1 week late so I this is way overdue. It's been exactly a year since my enlistment and what better way to celebrate by witnessing my dear friends at SAFTI commissioning and officially passing out as officers. The parade was awesome and I've not even touched on the slow march although it was disappointing not to see much familiar faces marching past me by the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice to see some of the old Raven guys. Congratulations to you guys passing out as officers. Being a trainee for a year can get quite a challenge if I have to say so myself. A bigger congratulations to those who have survived NS thus far. It won't be long before we'll be civilians once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnJ_tkXIaZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oQmGOakTIYE/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnJ_tkXIaZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oQmGOakTIYE/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076260150831507858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnJ_tkXIaaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_yqBrMujxSw/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnJ_tkXIaaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_yqBrMujxSw/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076260150831507874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we had quite a blast with Nigel and Dinesh puking their guts out while clubbing at Butter Factory. Ah smells like 1 year spirit doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling nostalgic so I'm putting up pics of BMT. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIabI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wnHBwxgVZDY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIabI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wnHBwxgVZDY/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076273018553526706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIacI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7_p055jK0ww/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIacI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7_p055jK0ww/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076273018553526722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIadI/AAAAAAAAAHs/J0hRtN4__tk/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLakXIadI/AAAAAAAAAHs/J0hRtN4__tk/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076273018553526738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLa0XIaeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-c46al3Avjw/s1600-h/IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnKLa0XIaeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-c46al3Avjw/s320/IMG_1826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076273022848494050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Once you go brown, you'll never turn around" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8737485480942982334?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8737485480942982334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8737485480942982334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8737485480942982334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8737485480942982334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/1-year.html' title='1 year'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RnJ_tkXIaZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oQmGOakTIYE/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3991789379843485908</id><published>2007-06-06T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:31:31.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Soon-To-Be 1 Year in NS</title><content type='html'>Come June 9 I would be a 1 year soldier and I'm already dreading my time here. The past couple of weeks have been bad. My superior's been in a cranky mood and I've been one of the few guys who gets the shit for alot of things. Even for the smallest of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hatta why are the bed sheets not properly straight?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hatta why is the rubbish bin not cleared?"&lt;br /&gt;"You're the duty spec you should know all these things."&lt;br /&gt;"Hatta why is the desk so messy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hatta where are the new camp passes for the new staff?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK WHY CAN'T YOU CLEAR THAT RUBBISH BIN YOURSELF. AT THE SAME TIME, SHAVE OFF THAT MOUSTACHE OF YOURS AND GO FOR ENGLISH LESSONS. YOU CAN'T EVEN SPELL SCOLD. I DOUBT YOU CAN EVEN SPELL "SHAVE OFF MY HITLER MOUSTACHE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cap off a bad day, the radio's also playing the super fucking ccb annoying Umbrella by Rihanna. Thank you Jay Z for producing such a monotonous song to be enjoyed by the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, this is also a Happy Birthday shout out to Francis Tay Ying Han who celebrated his birthday recently. May your NS life not suck my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Horse be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3991789379843485908?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3991789379843485908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3991789379843485908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3991789379843485908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3991789379843485908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-soon-to-be-1-year-in-ns.html' title='Happy Soon-To-Be 1 Year in NS'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-1576850110087632445</id><published>2007-06-02T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:00.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>260507</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cEmhNwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0HNiVgqmZK0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cEmhNwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0HNiVgqmZK0/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071394511295428354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cEmhNxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m096pII-I-o/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cEmhNxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m096pII-I-o/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071394511295428370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cUmhNyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QsUVTHvh3dE/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cUmhNyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QsUVTHvh3dE/s320/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071394515590395682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Get away from me! I'm gone! Gone! I've got a driving lesson at 8! FUCK! HAHA I am the drunkard!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dan (who has seen better days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit: this is a request by Val *ohmytian* Lim who so wants to be on the face of my blog everytime. thanks to her my blog will ,for the first time, feature 2 quotes. this is a historical moment in internet history. thank your lucky stars you witnessed it right here on amonkeywithcymbals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to popular demand please book a quote of the day slots. there's only so many posts i can do and therefore competition for your quote is very limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Then i just sat on the floor and flopped around" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-1576850110087632445?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/1576850110087632445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=1576850110087632445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1576850110087632445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/1576850110087632445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/06/260507.html' title='260507'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RmE2cEmhNwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0HNiVgqmZK0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4606352187412713962</id><published>2007-05-25T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:09:38.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Buffy Moment</title><content type='html'>Ok I know I hardly blog 5 mins after posting an entry. Make it never. But this just came to mind. When I was in BMT, this conversation was held between myself and a bunkmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Hatta, do you know what you look like?&lt;br /&gt;Hatta: No not really. What?&lt;br /&gt;Him: A vampire slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWWWTTTFFFFFF MMMAAANNNN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4606352187412713962?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4606352187412713962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4606352187412713962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4606352187412713962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4606352187412713962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/buffy-moment.html' title='A Buffy Moment'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-380265147863674485</id><published>2007-05-24T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:21:42.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px; min-height: 250px; background-color: rgb(216, 233, 237); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(129, 172, 201) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left;" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right;" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0pt 0pt 5px; background: rgb(129, 172, 201) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="padding: 3px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Character in NBC's The Office Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 5px; text-align: left; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(216, 233, 237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AN/AND/andemarg/1154991499_skrasinski.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JimYou are a funny and light-hearted person who loves being around people and people love being around you.  You try to keep an optimistic outlook, but you can ometimes get too drawn in or involved with situations.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/andemarg/quizzes/Which+Character+in+NBC%27s+The+Office+Are+You%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding: 2px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;| &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/andemarg/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=3437172"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I don't really watch The Office but I gave this a shot. I might just start watching this show if anyone has dvd's to spare. Please be nice and we can do a trade. I have 2 seasons of Arrested Development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with a similar quiz for Arrested Development please don't hesitate to fill me in on that. I'd like to see which dysfunctional one I am. Hopefully not the Tobias "Analrapist" Funke who ironically is my favourite character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't watch Pirates of the Caribbean 3 unless you like convulated plots and more convulated plots which you will not understand even if you've watched it for the 234563874th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "Just as you have planted your seed into the ground, I will plant             my seed into you." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dwight Schrute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-380265147863674485?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/380265147863674485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=380265147863674485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/380265147863674485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/380265147863674485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7429440898058217910</id><published>2007-05-19T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:38:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Weird Facts</title><content type='html'>Ok this is long overdue. 10 weird facts as requested by Alisa Chopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I used to suck my thumb when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm always digging my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls with bad teeth - I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Everytime I turn on my computer (which is always on when I'm at home), MSN Firefox and iTunes are a MUST to have open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Everytime I step into Kinokuniya, I HAVE to get comic books. At least 1. Oh by the way there's a cabinet in my room full of comic books. And it's running out of space. Pls buy some of them. Thank you very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've always been a music pirate. Before the time of Kazaa and even Napster I had this thing called the Walkman. The medium that runs on it was called cassette tapes. When the song I liked on radio was playing, I'd just record it. N'Sync and The Moffatts were just some of the stars that had the honour of grazing my expansive cassette tape mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If there's a song I like, I'd be playing it on repeat. The song with the highest play count on my iTunes is MCR's Ghost of You. That's a good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have a need to organise everything in my com and room. Right down to how my comic books are stacked (they're seperated into Marvel, DC, Image and indie by the way), the way my desk looks and of course my folders in my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the names, artistes and albums in my iTunes have been given a proper house style treatment for easier navigation through the library. All the needed fields are properly filled up so you won't find none of that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;01-arctic_monkeys-brainstorm-mst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in my iTunes&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. I'm pretty good with action games. Give me a Devil May Cry, Halo or a God of War and I'll prolly finish the game in half the time you'd expect me to. Some people say that I've got the reflexes of a cobra. And Spiderman. Combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Procrastination is my middle name. It has taken me an hour to finish writing this entry. It has taken me weeks to start on this entry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"Beauty is only a light switch away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7429440898058217910?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7429440898058217910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7429440898058217910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7429440898058217910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7429440898058217910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-weird-facts.html' title='10 Weird Facts'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2744326368288618036</id><published>2007-05-15T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:01.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RknHQD41cCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KFel2Rv4S2I/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RknHQD41cCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KFel2Rv4S2I/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064798334690357282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RknHQT41cDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aoMjeQdd6uI/s1600-h/22055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RknHQT41cDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aoMjeQdd6uI/s320/22055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064798338985324594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt; "If we can't enter this place, we'll burn it down!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dan &lt;/span&gt;saying it for the umpteenth time that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2744326368288618036?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2744326368288618036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2744326368288618036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2744326368288618036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2744326368288618036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RknHQD41cCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KFel2Rv4S2I/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-5397776214098312706</id><published>2007-05-13T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:01.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RkaAbD41cBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eIK5q7P6-Us/s1600-h/Hatta+Enlistments+9+June+06+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RkaAbD41cBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eIK5q7P6-Us/s320/Hatta+Enlistments+9+June+06+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063876033413214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No that isn't a photo of where we had our Mother's day family get-together meal. That pic is in fact taken from my enlistment day in Tekong, at the cookhouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-5397776214098312706?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/5397776214098312706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=5397776214098312706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5397776214098312706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/5397776214098312706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RkaAbD41cBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eIK5q7P6-Us/s72-c/Hatta+Enlistments+9+June+06+%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4842199460827432184</id><published>2007-05-07T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rj8M3j41cAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pkMcTBCQZ8/s1600-h/chins+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rj8M3j41cAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pkMcTBCQZ8/s320/chins+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061778654853689346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I felt for him at the end of the match. Racing towards the Away supporters corner of the Emirates Stadium, Jose started pointing towards his players. Chin's Up he said. Those are your Champions exclaimed The Great One. Rightly so. The grit and determination of a 10-men Chelsea team was a performance fit for Champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come May 19, I'll be supporting the boys in blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4842199460827432184?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4842199460827432184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4842199460827432184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4842199460827432184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4842199460827432184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/respect.html' title='Respect.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rj8M3j41cAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pkMcTBCQZ8/s72-c/chins+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7915360357488037538</id><published>2007-05-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:02.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blueberry Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RjyduD41b-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/typ7B08wM_Q/s1600-h/My_blueberry_nightsmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RjyduD41b-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/typ7B08wM_Q/s320/My_blueberry_nightsmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061093495900827618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RjyduD41b_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Vt5qOF3Xzls/s1600-h/my+blueberry+nights+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RjyduD41b_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Vt5qOF3Xzls/s320/my+blueberry+nights+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061093495900827634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It stars Norah Jones, Jude Law and Natalie freaking Portman just to name a few. Directed by Wong Kar Wai, sial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7915360357488037538?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7915360357488037538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7915360357488037538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7915360357488037538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7915360357488037538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-blueberry-nights.html' title='My Blueberry Nights'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RjyduD41b-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/typ7B08wM_Q/s72-c/My_blueberry_nightsmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6852267375452440843</id><published>2007-05-01T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:05:20.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signal Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cutest Music Video Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7taFtKZEDA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7taFtKZEDA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/2847754904770005745-6852267375452440843?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6852267375452440843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6852267375452440843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6852267375452440843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6852267375452440843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/05/signal-fire.html' title='Signal Fire'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-393640846609046883</id><published>2007-04-23T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:04.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphic Novels for Sale!</title><content type='html'>These graphic novels are in freaking awesome condition as I've read them only once and then I've stacked them in my cupboard when I was done with them so they're as good as new. Most of my graphic novels were bought from Kinokuniya so the price tag will still be stuck at the back. I'll be selling them for $5 below their retail price so my comics will be going for about $15 - $18 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're mostly trade paperbacks (compiled volumes for the uninitiated) and half of them are A-List titles. Grant Morrison and Neil Gaiman being names that spring to my mind. I've made it convenient for you guys (no matter how little traffic this blog gets) by splitting them up into 2 categories, the A-List graphic novels and the umm... how would you say this... well to make them sound marketable I'll call them the runners-up. Haha go check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Runners-Up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Galactus Volume 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;Written by Warren Ellis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFUy0YGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eFr3-qlq8J4/s1600-h/ULTEXT001_cov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFUy0YGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eFr3-qlq8J4/s320/ULTEXT001_cov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056590295948615778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 1 and 2 of the Ultimate Galactus trilogy (sorry folks Ben had volume 3). This takes place in the Ultimate Universe, a new line of comics that Marvel was trying out to break open into a new market of readers. What happens in the Marvel Universe is that writers are given the freedom to start a fresh with the origins of the Marvel characters and their subsequent events. It frees the writer from the usual continuity of the main Marvel Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Fury is now a bad ass black dude. The Fantastic Four are a bunch of teens. The Human Torch and The Thing are teen jocks. And so on. In Ultimate Galactus, the world is going to end with the impending arrival of Galactus, the anti-god, the devourer of worlds. It's up to the likes of the Ultimate Avengers and Fantastic Four to stop it. Cept that they don't really know whatGah Lak Tus (Galactus's name in the Ultimate universe) is. On to a more popular arachnid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Spiderman Volume 1,3,5,7&lt;br /&gt;Written by Brian Michael Bendis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFUy0YHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ykSBxZc7aZg/s1600-h/Usixcover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFUy0YHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ykSBxZc7aZg/s320/Usixcover1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056590295948615794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know. WTF right. I only have Volumes 1,3,5 and 7. Ben and I were trying to save cost so we decided to buy alternate volumes and share the trades. So Ben has 2,4,6,8 and 9 I think. The writer is a well known scribe whose lost some steam ever since he's signed an exclusive contract with Marvel and it shows . He's Marvel's go-to guy for the past few years. His best works have been House of M and Daredevil (brilliant art by Alex Maleev) although Ultimate Spiderman isn't too bad a read. If you do want the whole collection I think Ben might be willing to part with his Ult Spidey stuffs so don't be afraid to ask. Moving on to another Bendis written comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Avengers Volume 2 and 3&lt;br /&gt;Written by Brian Michael Bendis&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/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFky0YII/AAAAAAAAAFc/htYUz3r-E10/s1600-h/394px-Na28cover_solicit_lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFky0YII/AAAAAAAAAFc/htYUz3r-E10/s320/394px-Na28cover_solicit_lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056590300243583106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unlike the other 2 this is part of the main Marvel Continuity. What has happened is that the Avengers have broken up after a huge accident involving the Scarlett Witch being crazy and killing like Hawkeye and shit. So long story short, Captain America and Iron Man decide to hire a bunch of A-List superstars to fill up the Avengers roster. In comes Wolverine, Luke Cage, Spiderman, Spider Woman and The Sentry. I think more characters like Dr Strange would be joining in although I wouldn't really know as I don't keep up with this series. Label whores would love this graphic novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright we're half-way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The A-List Titles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Books of Magic&lt;br /&gt;Written by Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq00y0YJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2C_p1luxbJ4/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq00y0YJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2C_p1luxbJ4/s320/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056604306131935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Gaiman is a man who needs no introduction. As with all my A-List comics I'm selling, they're all a one off novel so you don't have to worry about having to keep up with a series and what not. Books of Magic (BOM) is about a boy, Timothy Hunter, who is seen as the Anakin Skywalker of the mystical world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds great potential to be one of the most powerful magic practitioners alive and it's up to a motley crue of mysterious men to show him the different paths that his future might hold for him. Amongst the many who would guide this young boy through assasinations are John Constantine and Zatanna, popular characters from the DC world. Expect lots of mystery, action and fantasy from this novel. Each chapter is illustrated by different artists so prepare to be transported to a different realm at every page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arkham Asylum: A Serious House on Serious Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written by Grant Morrison&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1Ey0YKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JQIRv64tf0s/s1600-h/Arkham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1Ey0YKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JQIRv64tf0s/s320/Arkham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056604310426902690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the darkest Batman stories yet. All hell breaks loose in the asylum and the likes of Two-Face and the Joker invite the big ol' Bat to the mad house for a little game or two. They are willing to release the hostages if Batman joins them at the asylum. Morrison does a great job of showing similarities and the grey lines between sanity and lunacy. A very dark graphic novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Surrogates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Robert Venditti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1Uy0YLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5pHytJ2Fnyo/s1600-h/surrogates_tpb_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1Uy0YLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5pHytJ2Fnyo/s320/surrogates_tpb_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056604314721870002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the indie lovers, this is for you. Surrogates is a sci-fi thriller about how people in the future are all dependant on their Surrogate Robots. Instead of live interaction, people in the future have resorted to staying in their rooms while controlling their robots via Virtual Reality to represent them "in the flesh" so to speak. Think of it as IRC meets Friendster meets iRobot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People now invest in getting the best looks for their surrogates while they themselves rot in their own room letting these robots be their medium between themselves and reality. The writer does a pretty decent social commentary on everything related to Social Psychology to MediSoc and all that Brian Lee shit you learnt in poly (this applies to the mass commers only). There's also the thriller element to keep this book pulsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marvel Zombies (Hardcover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Robert Kirkman&lt;br /&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/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1ky0YMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tyIGBaAOdRs/s1600-h/marvel-zombies-20060108083014709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Riyq1ky0YMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tyIGBaAOdRs/s320/marvel-zombies-20060108083014709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056604319016837314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST ONE. Zombies are cool. So is this book. Experience an alternate Marvel Universe where everyone has been turned into a zombie. EVERYONE. Yes, even Spiderman. Watch everyone try to salvage what's left of their humanity while chasing human meat and keeping their innards intact. In this novel are all the classic Marvel covers reanimated tobe given a more.. zombified effect to it. I'd buy it just for the covers alone. Well, actually I did. And now I'm selling it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 7 titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your pick and do tag if you're interested. If you do want to negotiate and all that shit, please don't hesitate to give me add me on msn at hatta_86@hotmail.com. Please buy my graphic novels or I'll curl up into a ball on my bed, crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "This is Frau Frabissina, founder and leader of the militant wing of the Salvation Army." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dr Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-393640846609046883?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/393640846609046883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=393640846609046883&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/393640846609046883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/393640846609046883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/graphic-novels-for-sale.html' title='Graphic Novels for Sale!'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RiyeFUy0YGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eFr3-qlq8J4/s72-c/ULTEXT001_cov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-502403871817012863</id><published>2007-04-19T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:42:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Money! Big Money!</title><content type='html'>I switched off the TV at half time when both the matches read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackburn 3 - Watford 1&lt;br /&gt;West Ham 1 - Chelsea 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to blame the likes of Benny McCarthy and Shaun Wright-Phillips for making me lose my bets. Thank you guys. Now this lowly NSF has $40 less in his bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"You know what I did today? I pasted stickers on my camp's car park labels." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-502403871817012863?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/502403871817012863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=502403871817012863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/502403871817012863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/502403871817012863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/big-money-big-money.html' title='Big Money! Big Money!'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7348104079122141167</id><published>2007-04-10T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:09:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where Arsenal failed, Chelsea can succeed" - Ashley Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say (C)ashley Cole. I hope he doesn't get any success with Chelsea in the near future. Money grabbing ambition-less degenerate. Maybe it's a sign. Some of the world's best players have made their way to Stamford Bridge in the recent season and have failed to live up to their promise. Ashley Cole has been frequently injured and need we say how mediocre Michael Ballack looked against the likes of Cesc Fabregas and Denilson in the Carling Cup Final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the mack daddy of them failures, Andriy Shevchenko. Despite being the ex-European player of the year Chelsea definitely did not need him. It was so obvious that he was a forced buy by Chelsea owner Roman Abramovich as they are good friends. Now he's a has-been and he is largely at fault for Chelsea's dip in form and fluency in their play. Chelsea has got no shape in their formation unlike in their first season when they won the Premiership. Football purists would know what I'm talking about (read: Manoj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow a rant about Cashley Cole went quite far really. I'll be watching the Valencia-Chelsea match to see how it goes down. On to my main agenda(s) of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. IPPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since BMT where I was in better physical shape and had a pretty above average result (I was pleasantly surprised too). My IPPT results read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle Run - 10secs&lt;br /&gt;Sit Ups - 43&lt;br /&gt;Stand Broad Jump - 230cm (OMFG)&lt;br /&gt;Pull Ups - 10 (OMFG)&lt;br /&gt;2.4km Run - 10mins 30 secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still a glimmer of hope seeing that I could do 7 pull ups today after like... a few months of inactivity. And I'm hoping my SBJ isn't a fluke. It would be nice if you could come down to Nee Soon Camp and hold up banners supporting me. Don't forget to change for a Visitor's Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. NDP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I am going to be involved in this year's NDP as my camp is the HQ. I will have 6-8 Saturdays burnt during the June to 9 Aug period so please make bookings with me in advanced. And if you do see a slim guy in an army uniform at Marina on a Saturday looking busy, that would be me. Please don't be afraid to say hi. I won't shoot you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is a really long entry. How un-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;Attention workers, we have completed our evaluation of the plant. We regret to announce the following lay-offs, which I will read in alphabetical order... Simpson, Homer. That is all." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- one of the managers of the power plant in Springfield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7348104079122141167?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7348104079122141167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7348104079122141167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7348104079122141167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7348104079122141167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7213099210087393030</id><published>2007-04-08T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:04.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raptured Ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhhkrEtNpAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hMxcgY71wCE/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhhkrEtNpAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hMxcgY71wCE/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050897673256543234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhhkrUtNpBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2FW2N8hATkM/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhhkrUtNpBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2FW2N8hATkM/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050897677551510546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ears are still hurting and ringing from last night's gig but it was well worth it. Hajar, you owe us one for backing out at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;eh you looked like a lil  monkey as a toddler"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7213099210087393030?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7213099210087393030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7213099210087393030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7213099210087393030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7213099210087393030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/raptured-ears.html' title='Raptured Ears'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhhkrEtNpAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hMxcgY71wCE/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8671768797165015038</id><published>2007-04-06T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:05.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50/50</title><content type='html'>That was my score for my Final Theory Trial Test. No shit. I gave myself 2 days (I completed my Basic on tues and decided to have my FTT Trial Test on thurs) to read that incredibly boring blue piece of book and I hit full marks. The funny thing is that I'm still not sure how the engine break works. And that's after reading it over and over again. I guess it's just luck, not. Because if there's such thing as luck (or as Hajar would cheesily put, fate) then the cute Debbie Wong look-alike would resurface at SSDC again. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I found some old photos of mine and wondered where the hell I went wrong over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXUOUtNo9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/U6iVTGQbIJA/s1600-h/lwf69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXUOUtNo9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/U6iVTGQbIJA/s320/lwf69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050175899707483090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXVXktNo_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9dRGG5GsaZ8/s1600-h/siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXVXktNo_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9dRGG5GsaZ8/s320/siblings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050177158132900850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXUZ0tNo-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/dL7aGdd1RZc/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXUZ0tNo-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/dL7aGdd1RZc/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050176097275978722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Tragic.&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/2847754904770005745-8671768797165015038?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8671768797165015038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8671768797165015038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8671768797165015038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8671768797165015038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/5050.html' title='50/50'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RhXUOUtNo9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/U6iVTGQbIJA/s72-c/lwf69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-129751274000546539</id><published>2007-04-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:05:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You For Not Smoking</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to get the black lung with all the guys at work smoking like chimneys. My throat is coarse. And I smell like cigarettes. If I spent my time at this desk any longer, I'll need to suit up like Darth Vader and have an iron lung pump oxygen in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just found out that I have a burn mark on my knee after a fellow colleague of mine accidentally brushed his lighted cigarette against my uniform. Smoking kills (skin cells).&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;/span&gt;"cough cough" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-129751274000546539?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/129751274000546539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=129751274000546539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/129751274000546539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/129751274000546539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you-for-not-smoking.html' title='Thank You For Not Smoking'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8966754734489079136</id><published>2007-03-28T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1602</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgpjCv3VsII/AAAAAAAAAEY/001JhuSFRiY/s1600-h/1602_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgpjCv3VsII/AAAAAAAAAEY/001JhuSFRiY/s320/1602_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046955231281524866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At last I got my hands on it. All $26.21 of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; "This is one spicy apple." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&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/2847754904770005745-8966754734489079136?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8966754734489079136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8966754734489079136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8966754734489079136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8966754734489079136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/1602.html' title='1602'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgpjCv3VsII/AAAAAAAAAEY/001JhuSFRiY/s72-c/1602_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7779535746925003851</id><published>2007-03-25T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:05.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message From Our Friendly Neighbours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgZBzhk5l6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OnA10lID67E/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgZBzhk5l6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OnA10lID67E/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045792785957492642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;/span&gt;"When Singapore sucks sometimes, I just think of Malaysia." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7779535746925003851?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7779535746925003851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7779535746925003851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7779535746925003851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7779535746925003851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/message-from-our-friendly-neighbours.html' title='A Message From Our Friendly Neighbours'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RgZBzhk5l6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OnA10lID67E/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-4356982817621367947</id><published>2007-03-19T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:42:11.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room for Rent</title><content type='html'>Dear Ms Yamagata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed your concert. It was kick ass. The whole night was great. Well ok maybe it was slightly dampened when a friend of mine messaged me all the way from Perth to tell me that The Vines will be playing in Oz just before I stepped into the Esplanade concert hall. But the show must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-way through your concert you mentioned that you like Singapore so much that you're thinking of getting an apartment here. Look no further my fair skinned musician! You can reside in my humble home for as long as you want. You can even share my room. I've got a pull out bed. As for your clothes, you can stack them in my sister's cupboard. If she resists or complains, just say that I ORDER her to make way for you. I'm the older brother and Asians have this thing abt seniority within the family unit. It's also called patriarchy. You should understand, you're half Asian yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so exciting. We can learn so many things from each other. You can teach me how to play guitars and smoke while I can impart my knowlegde of comic books and the Singaporean virtue of Kiasuism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem you'll face staying here is that the lady living 1 floor down sneezes too loudly but you'll get used to it after abit. I find it more amusing than annoying really. Do call me @ 91857372 if you do choose to reside in sunny Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for your call, Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt; If you're looking for a maid, you can always call on the services of my younger sister. She's a little lazy with housework so a some training in becoming more domesticated would help. Thank you very nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-4356982817621367947?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/4356982817621367947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=4356982817621367947&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4356982817621367947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/4356982817621367947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/room-for-rent.html' title='Room for Rent'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7242762145065225407</id><published>2007-03-17T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:37:31.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YtaSKipzGZg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YtaSKipzGZg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most slow songs by The Vines, the good bits start when Craig stops singing and starts his insane guitar solos and instrumental pieces. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Show us yer tits!" &lt;strong&gt;- some girl screaming at the beginning of the video&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7242762145065225407?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7242762145065225407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7242762145065225407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7242762145065225407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7242762145065225407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-2823377198458400407</id><published>2007-03-15T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T14:32:53.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Theft Auto</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Meet Choi. Or Choy. I don't know. He's an ex-con who went AWOL on the army for a few years (he's 31 now) and now he's back, awaiting his court hearing and such. He's bad to the bone. Tattoos, a wicked Hokkien vocabulary and a badass techno ringtone. Choi/Choy also moonlights as a pimp and his girlfriend's a ho. No kidding. He told us himself. He was even nice enough to offer us some of his girls for a cheap 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choi's been attached to my guard house for the past 2 weeks and all he does is sleep. I've got no qualms with that though. I do that very often too. The only problem i have is that when we do whip out the PS2, he keeps asking me (actually he asks the room but I don't know why I keep answering him) if we have played a super rad game called Grand Theft Auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves me with a big problem. What do I say? Do I say it's a fun game to play? What if he takes it as an insult? After all, all you do in the game is shoot people, steal cars, beat up hookers and 354654354 other things which counts as a crime. Here's a piece of convo that happened the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choi:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey any of you play Grand Theft Auto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hatta:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah that game. You can steal cars and have like prostitutes getting into your cars and all. Quite cool ah. Actually it's not really cool... I don't know.. Umm.. Yeah.. What's for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was met with a long moment of silence. Moral of the story? Tattooed pimps scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "yOu kNoW i rEaLlY uSeD tO TyPe lyK DiZ wHeN i WaS iN SeC 2. " &lt;strong&gt;- Super Val on her colourful past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-2823377198458400407?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/2823377198458400407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=2823377198458400407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2823377198458400407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/2823377198458400407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/grand-theft-auto.html' title='Grand Theft Auto'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-7730021949739118671</id><published>2007-03-11T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:06.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-Chures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHPHj22I/AAAAAAAAADA/9r4ZBY9bprM/s1600-h/dancedance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040233993809943394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHPHj22I/AAAAAAAAADA/9r4ZBY9bprM/s320/dancedance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHfHj23I/AAAAAAAAADI/QliuOekFEBQ/s1600-h/drugsdiary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040233998104910706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHfHj23I/AAAAAAAAADI/QliuOekFEBQ/s320/drugsdiary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHfHj24I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pDCdKNX7mD8/s1600-h/insideyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040233998104910722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHfHj24I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pDCdKNX7mD8/s320/insideyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHvHj25I/AAAAAAAAADY/lt8GVQV3t3U/s1600-h/39773.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040234002399878034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHvHj25I/AAAAAAAAADY/lt8GVQV3t3U/s320/39773.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040234620875168738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCrvHj2-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/o7gCwGkgkmc/s320/48543.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040234616580201394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCrfHj27I/AAAAAAAAADo/dfheIOTvxoo/s320/110409.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHvHj26I/AAAAAAAAADg/lTiHGYbdjWU/s1600-h/43913.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040234002399878050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHvHj26I/AAAAAAAAADg/lTiHGYbdjWU/s320/43913.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These optically stimulating pics were taken from &lt;a href="http://www.whodesigned.us/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/profile/51261/Glennz"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Your knight in shining armour is taking an MC." &lt;strong&gt;- Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-7730021949739118671?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/7730021949739118671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=7730021949739118671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7730021949739118671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/7730021949739118671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/03/peek-chures.html' title='Peek-Chures'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RfKCHPHj22I/AAAAAAAAADA/9r4ZBY9bprM/s72-c/dancedance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-8202364275152409267</id><published>2007-02-26T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:44:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.I. Joe</title><content type='html'>So I had my hair cut bald. I was going for a Justin Timberlake kinda bald but I got G.I. Joe bald instead. Now, I look like Natalie Portman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was just a couple of days after my sister's friends commented on how I look like a girl. Hopefully it's a hot girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "You may get a "free" Wii controller with the game, but you'd be better off just buying the controller and punching yourself in the penis." &lt;strong&gt;- a review of Wii Play on somethingawful.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-8202364275152409267?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/8202364275152409267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=8202364275152409267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8202364275152409267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/8202364275152409267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/02/gi-joe.html' title='G.I. Joe'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6898791636575309767</id><published>2007-02-22T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:06.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye for now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RduVxN1m_XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OdleXQ45iQQ/s1600-h/some+stuff+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RduVxN1m_XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OdleXQ45iQQ/s320/some+stuff+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033781681277304178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When she's close to getting a degree in Oz, all I'll have is my Pink IC. Us guys are so lagging behind. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "How is the Boy Wonder? Started shaving yet?" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Joker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6898791636575309767?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6898791636575309767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6898791636575309767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6898791636575309767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6898791636575309767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye-for-now.html' title='Goodbye for now.'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/RduVxN1m_XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OdleXQ45iQQ/s72-c/some+stuff+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-386320403241238359</id><published>2007-02-20T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:54:37.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips on how to get rid of a pest - from Frasier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bulldog:&lt;/b&gt; No, wait, wait!  Guess who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niles:&lt;/b&gt; I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bulldog:&lt;/b&gt; I'm Waldo!  From "Where's Waldo?"  You know, that guy you can't find because he blends into the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niles:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know, but I'd love a demonstration.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-386320403241238359?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/386320403241238359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=386320403241238359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/386320403241238359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/386320403241238359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/02/tips-on-how-to-get-rid-of-pest-from.html' title='Tips on how to get rid of a pest - from Frasier'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-6305964833399145041</id><published>2007-02-16T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:27:47.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Tidy Room</title><content type='html'>Dear Parents-Who-Love-Rearranging-His/Her-Son's-Room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do take note that some of us children do not like their room (namely their desk and sometimes neatly arranged wardrobe) reorganised.  Some of them like it  that way. Sure it looks like a pig sty but that's what happens when you have a son. Your son usually sees alot of order in that chaos of a desk. Now all he sees is just chaos in order. Am I just using big terms to confuse you? Yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad that your son is that way. It just shows he is only a normal. The day that he starts cleaning up his room should be the day you should start feeling a little bit scared. He might even be gay. Some people can't sleep when they have stacks of books and cd cases staring at them while they sleep. Yes, your son is cool like that. So the next time you decide to tidy up your son's place, think of the displeasure he goes through when he sees his newly "tidied" room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;A concerned son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-6305964833399145041?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/6305964833399145041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=6305964833399145041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6305964833399145041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/6305964833399145041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-with-tidy-room.html' title='The One With The Tidy Room'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2847754904770005745.post-3164588046379620689</id><published>2007-02-11T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:07.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends Die Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thursday was great. We met up for Nurul's 21st Birthday albeit being 2 days late. It was great seeing everyone especially Noriza 'cos it has been ages since I've last met her. As for the rest of the guys we kinda met up not too long ago so it wasn't so bad. Rush only came after the meal but hey, better late than never. Here are some pics! Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WL12nXFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HjN5ERr2DJQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WL12nXFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HjN5ERr2DJQ/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030122963998301266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WMF2nXGI/AAAAAAAAACY/T3Jy_q4pHRE/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WMF2nXGI/AAAAAAAAACY/T3Jy_q4pHRE/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030122968293268578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WMF2nXHI/AAAAAAAAACg/KxP-d8Ff-MU/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WMF2nXHI/AAAAAAAAACg/KxP-d8Ff-MU/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030122968293268594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "I love pounding beavers! I sure gave that hairy ass a licking! This is one dude who knows how to avoid pussy!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Captain Hero from Drawn Together having had beavers, cats and donkeys thrown at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2847754904770005745-3164588046379620689?l=amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/feeds/3164588046379620689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2847754904770005745&amp;postID=3164588046379620689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3164588046379620689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2847754904770005745/posts/default/3164588046379620689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amonkeywithcymbals.blogspot.com/2007/02/old-friends-die-hard.html' title='Old Friends Die Hard'/><author><name>hatta</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qpAH68A0is/Rc6WL12nXFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HjN5ERr2DJQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
