<?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-7242807496823396072</id><updated>2011-10-11T21:42:48.418+08:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Song'/><category term='Nuffnang Movie Contest'/><category term='Everyday'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Quote of the day'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Quirky things'/><category term='Life as it is'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Juice'/><title type='text'>littlenakedthings</title><subtitle type='html'>juice you up!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4517369735557703918</id><published>2011-05-31T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:42:49.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;If someone offers you a gift, and you decline it, the other person still owns that gift. The same is true of insults and verbal attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-4517369735557703918?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4517369735557703918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=4517369735557703918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4517369735557703918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4517369735557703918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote-of-day_31.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6456674410888532853</id><published>2011-05-30T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:57:25.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>damn its true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Older people shouldn't eat health food, they need all the preservatives they can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6456674410888532853?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6456674410888532853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6456674410888532853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6456674410888532853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6456674410888532853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/damn-its-true_30.html' title='damn its true'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-9054156479991811751</id><published>2011-05-27T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:30:09.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>Older people shouldn't eat health food, they need all the preservatives they can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-9054156479991811751?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-431932217925469459</id><published>2011-05-24T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:02:20.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>damn its true</title><content type='html'>sometimes people tend to repeat the same mistake they dislike the most about their partners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-431932217925469459?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/431932217925469459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=431932217925469459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/431932217925469459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/431932217925469459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/damn-its-true.html' title='damn its true'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1770483777608154278</id><published>2011-05-23T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:04:32.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>sex is like playing bridge. If u don't have a good partner, you better have a good hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-1770483777608154278?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1770483777608154278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1770483777608154278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1770483777608154278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1770483777608154278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-5481670588822914775</id><published>2011-04-28T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:37:36.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, its been ages since i updated this blog. I have no idea what i want to do with this blog already.&lt;br /&gt;But there are some thoughts i have...&lt;br /&gt;1st: turn this into a personal blog.&lt;br /&gt;If u see, most, if not all the post in this blog has been not so much about me in particular. So i venture to say that if i do turn this into a person blog (i.e. writing my personal experiences and emotions down), would ppl still want to read it? Or i should just use my previous blog right?&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Continue what i've been doing. Throughout the last few months that i actually blogged, i ranked up $30 in advertising revenue. Not alot, but at least its better than the one i earned previously. $50 in 4 years. lol&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Let it remain "dead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well frankly, i don't really know. But hopefully this is really not the end of it. But i do hope to post some really interesting comments that would be of interest to others. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-5481670588822914775?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5481670588822914775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=5481670588822914775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5481670588822914775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5481670588822914775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/seriously-its-been-ages-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-129988141925885404</id><published>2011-04-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T13:48:39.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>windows shopping</title><content type='html'>I've taken window shopping on a whole new level. By doing it infront of my windows computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to promote anything here, but hey, Online shopping is a great way of getting cheaper stuff, and it might even be value for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently bought 2 items from www.gmarket.com.sg and i am quite satisfied with the goods and service. not that there was much service, but the delivery was swift n prompt. Got a t-shirt and a shoe... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-129988141925885404?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/129988141925885404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=129988141925885404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/129988141925885404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/129988141925885404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/windows-shopping.html' title='windows shopping'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1667806700105147166</id><published>2010-10-08T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:39:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is a super meaningful hindi movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can learn alot from this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Education is not about memorizing and getting a cert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about learning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/IP40tI0QpOk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IP40tI0QpOk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IP40tI0QpOk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/7242807496823396072-1667806700105147166?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1667806700105147166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1667806700105147166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1667806700105147166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1667806700105147166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-idiots.html' title='3 idiots'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2378100339625790514</id><published>2010-09-18T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:44:23.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian  --  The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super love this song. It was played at the end of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/OAMSu1T47DU/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAMSu1T47DU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAMSu1T47DU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/7242807496823396072-2378100339625790514?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2378100339625790514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2378100339625790514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2378100339625790514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2378100339625790514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/09/chronicles-of-narnia-prince-caspian.html' title='The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian  --  The Call'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2846384792517586324</id><published>2010-09-04T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:56:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victor Borge - William Tell Backwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuWUp1M-vuM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuWUp1M-vuM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/7242807496823396072-2846384792517586324?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2846384792517586324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2846384792517586324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2846384792517586324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2846384792517586324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/09/victor-borge-william-tell-backwards.html' title='Victor Borge - 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 Aly Michalka Full Song (BANDSLAM - HIGH SCHOO...'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7626242652419463834</id><published>2010-08-02T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:24:18.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Yes... I am finally a winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In all my life, I've never won in any online contest before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This will mark my first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But i saw a facebook Disney Studio Singapore page,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they posted a question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could be a sorcerer’s apprentice for a day, who would you want your mentor to be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, if u click on the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG#!/note.php?note_id=468922824691&amp;amp;id=258948136285&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;, u'd see that only afew ppl submitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But someone i was among the 10 winners. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa55nUMMI/AAAAAAAAAuI/tfyKq-y-Pl4/s1600/sorcerer%27s+app.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa55nUMMI/AAAAAAAAAuI/tfyKq-y-Pl4/s320/sorcerer%27s+app.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how they choose it. Probably at random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa9rS25JI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/s2H9UZEwzZk/s1600/winner.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa9rS25JI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/s2H9UZEwzZk/s320/winner.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, these are the gift premiums that i won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa-k0koUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/U2PmnRdBIDc/s1600/gift+premiums.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa-k0koUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/U2PmnRdBIDc/s320/gift+premiums.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't look very nice doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, still its a start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And i kinda think the movie is alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A happy ending movie. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7242807496823396072-7626242652419463834?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7626242652419463834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7626242652419463834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7626242652419463834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7626242652419463834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-i-am-finally-winner.html' title='Yes... I am finally a winner'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TFYa55nUMMI/AAAAAAAAAuI/tfyKq-y-Pl4/s72-c/sorcerer%27s+app.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7555946256915351053</id><published>2010-07-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:03:25.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Centipede</title><content type='html'>one day the instects were gathered tgt for pinic. then they realised they missed out on certain food, so they were debating who should go buy the food. Then someone suggested centipede cos got many legs. So they ask him to go. 1h later, they saw centipede at home, so they ask him if he has just came back and bought the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said no, he still wearing shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfsPQUzpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tlT47Ul64Zk/s1600/centipede+shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfsPQUzpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tlT47Ul64Zk/s320/centipede+shoes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine if Centipede really had to wear shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'd be the first to start selling centipede shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfsPQUzpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tlT47Ul64Zk/s1600/centipede+shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfuIa5aeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-Dn7JNtxU-s/s1600/shoes+for+them.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfuIa5aeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-Dn7JNtxU-s/s320/shoes+for+them.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7555946256915351053?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7555946256915351053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7555946256915351053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7555946256915351053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7555946256915351053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/07/centipede.html' title='Centipede'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TExfsPQUzpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tlT47Ul64Zk/s72-c/centipede+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-242554527547918570</id><published>2010-07-19T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:15:36.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Pocky + waffles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody must have heard of Pocky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But have you seen Pocky for Men?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently its dark chocolate, slightly bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packaging in Singapore is slightly different from the one in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But taste the same =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's even Pocky Almond Crush Bitter which i just ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taste little sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smth that must be shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but i thought the portion is kinda small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Must lesser than the normal pocky. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TEQ5TbltJJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/upaW5tfZfHs/s1600/10694-mens-pocky-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TEQ5TbltJJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/upaW5tfZfHs/s320/10694-mens-pocky-lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;___________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went Waffletown ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its located at Balmoral plaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If i'm not wrong, they just moved afew shops away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I bought waffles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its relatively cheaper than other waffle shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised they sell western food too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought they'll only sell waffles =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The waffles is crisp on the outside, and soft on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However what's lacking is the fragrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the past, whenever i walk past waffletown, the aroma of waffles would fill my lungs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, there isn't any smell, only smell of fried food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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that i've gained, I'd like to use it to protect the people i love and care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esp that girl i really like. And ultimately save the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a pity i'm not able to show the world my powers, otherwise i'd be a super hero... with my pictures hanging everywhere. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9A8ZzI97pI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;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/X9A8ZzI97pI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c5459; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;Alright alright... I know I should stop day dreaming already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;Instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;Catch The Sorcerer’s Apprentice Movie starting from 22nd July 2010 and join the Walt Disney Studios Singapore official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Facebook &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Twitter &lt;/a&gt;page!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="ihttp://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=250283" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://innit.nuffnang.com/images/button_nangit_hover.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-5280710659155596232?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5280710659155596232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=5280710659155596232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5280710659155596232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5280710659155596232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-sorcerers-apprentice.html' title='I am the sorcerer’s apprentice'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1384048824301602228</id><published>2010-07-11T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:25:25.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>NDP 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, its that time of that year again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where rehearsals after rehearsals are done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;till perfection is almost achieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the National Day Parade 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;will be held at the padang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For those interested in gg to NDPeeps on facebook, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=-3&amp;amp;id=89175368528#!/pages/NDPeeps/89175368528"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taken this year at the first NE show for pri school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't the sight beholding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDml-q1sgnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/tVDrO-mSYMM/s1600/padang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDml-q1sgnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/tVDrO-mSYMM/s400/padang.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was "volunteered" this year to help out at the logistic side for NDP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"not another tens of Saturdays burnt"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"there goes my weekend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, its true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is tiring and at times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;time wasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But its nice to see the efforts of the superiors appreciating our efforts behind the scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some would even go up to us and thank us for doing all the "dirty job".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So now you must be wondering what kind of work i do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am there more like a rubbish collector cum&amp;nbsp;laborer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There're alot of manual work to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So i tell myself to treat it like a "gym workout".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In this picture, i am seen 2nd from left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend, ys, is the one in focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my second task required at NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To collect/pick up the blank shells after the guard of honor at the front row fire away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of cos that'll be done after they parade&amp;nbsp;contingent march past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this shot was during the afternoon rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've no idea why ys looked so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDmlG5chroI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nOn-7VtPJZM/s1600/RAI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDmlG5chroI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nOn-7VtPJZM/s400/RAI.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture was taken ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am the only one hidden from view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He took it before i could even move to pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But yea, we're supposed to wear this "bunny suit" as they call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the guys complained that its so tight they can't swat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"balls pain" were among the other complains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So much for spending $60 for the whole suit for such cheapo "costume".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Probably the contractor cut some slack in the materials.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDmlFFN6E4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/OyRQM6O7ujY/s1600/NDPp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TDmlFFN6E4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/OyRQM6O7ujY/s400/NDPp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it was also the same Saturday ystd that i had goosebumps while looking and listening to the parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My superior said he could feel the atmosphere more lively and he had goosebumps too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But i had goosebumps only cos i needed to pee urgently...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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is'/><title type='text'>durians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My uncle just passed some durians over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCyoDTstaHI/AAAAAAAAAs0/ZCZYkl1Ze-0/s1600/durian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCyoDTstaHI/AAAAAAAAAs0/ZCZYkl1Ze-0/s200/durian.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And as i didn't want to leave any after smell on my fingers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ate them with fork and spoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCyoFRHDoXI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bnrQwectzz0/s1600/m-fork-and-spoon_9482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCyoFRHDoXI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bnrQwectzz0/s200/m-fork-and-spoon_9482.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother ate with his bare hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I banned him from using my psp for a day. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i hated durians when i was a kid because it left the durian smell on my fingers for afew days.&lt;br /&gt;Since then i've yet to eat any till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Nang it if you like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2043970006501738002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/07/durians.html' title='durians'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCyoDTstaHI/AAAAAAAAAs0/ZCZYkl1Ze-0/s72-c/durian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-8027920409229508399</id><published>2010-07-01T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:02:28.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday'/><title type='text'>Any cool psp games to intro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just bought a psp from my friend recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCxfV77TbkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TFD01V73HlI/s1600/psp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCxfV77TbkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TFD01V73HlI/s200/psp.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 2nd ever console game other than gameboy colour which i also got it from my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So immediately after getting it, i went to dl all my fav game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCxh7mPsXtI/AAAAAAAAAss/qPS1J8xvCk8/s1600/Pes2010cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCxh7mPsXtI/AAAAAAAAAss/qPS1J8xvCk8/s200/Pes2010cover.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pro Evolution Soccer 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I prefer this more than Fifa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More realistic and harder to score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And i particularly like the Master League&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, i looked at the trailer for SpiderMan: Web of shadow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and it looked pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So i dl it to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But i was shocked to find it in 2d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Worse is lousy graphics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The funny parts about the game is that as spiderman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i can get do quest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To "ferry" humans from one point to another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it'll be like a piggy back ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the piggy back ride, spidey can't shoot his web.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can only climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so some of the missions i had to climb weird positions and as a result, the humans drop off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, if you guys have any suggestions for action games on psp, do&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;me =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7242807496823396072-8027920409229508399?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8027920409229508399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=8027920409229508399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8027920409229508399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8027920409229508399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/07/any-cool-psp-games-to-intro.html' title='Any cool psp games to intro?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCxfV77TbkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TFD01V73HlI/s72-c/psp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2617525229701251623</id><published>2010-06-24T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:32:08.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>What happens when Apple officially owns the letter "i"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you notice, Apple isn't the only company using letters in the&amp;nbsp;alphabet race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Osim, (sells massage chairs, vacuum cleaners, and many others) apparently uses the letter "i" and "u" in its products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iGallop, iBike, iLife, iPoke, iCheck, iGoGo, iMedic, uSurf, uJog, uSonic, uZap, uScale, uBaby, uMoments, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple has also some products that start with "i".&lt;/div&gt;iPod, iMac, iPhone, iTunes, iBook, iPad and many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're interested you can look more into it &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/legal/trademark/appletmlist.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i wonder why Osim didn't name their vacuum cleaner "iSuck"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if Osim sells hairdryer, it should be called "iBlow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple will sue whoever who uses the letter "i" on electronic products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On basis that they mislead people into thinking the product belongs to Apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what would the world be like if Apple doesn't copyright the letter "i"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iThink iShould create a&amp;nbsp;law firm&amp;nbsp;that's called iSue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i sell&amp;nbsp;mattress, i'd call the product iSleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i am selling food, i'd call it iEat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping center toilets would be named iShit, iPee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lists can go on forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can be anything uDesire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is alot of words to be playing around with. haha soon they'll run of of words to use and maybe they'll start another trend of letters?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what happens if Apple really win control over the letters "i" and "u"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following scenario could happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;News Flash: Apple Inc has won control of the letters ‘I’ and ‘U’. Now anyone wishing to use ‘I’ and ‘U’ as a prefix must now apply to Apple’s i-Marketing and u-Advertising Department. We shall now hear more from Apple’s iSpokesperson, I-leen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ms I-leen: We are very happy that Apple has won control of letter ‘U’ and ‘I’. We have also applied successfully for the use of the letter ‘V’. To celebrate our victory, we will be releasing two new products, V-Win and U-Lose. To show that we are humble in victory, we will be handing over the details and patent of one of our new products to OSIM. It is called, ‘U-Wish’.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to end this off... click here for a &lt;a href="http://theoatmeal.com/comics/apple"&gt;comic&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on the new iphone 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*disclaimer - &amp;nbsp;comic not for the faint hearted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=239525" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://innit.nuffnang.com/images/button_nangit_hover.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-2617525229701251623?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2617525229701251623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2617525229701251623&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2617525229701251623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2617525229701251623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-happens-when-apple-officially-owns.html' title='What happens when Apple officially owns the letter &quot;i&quot;'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-165340612675464745</id><published>2010-06-23T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:50:35.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Robert McCloskey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-165340612675464745?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/165340612675464745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=165340612675464745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/165340612675464745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/165340612675464745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4104920147953580448</id><published>2010-06-22T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:15:19.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>I can be silly at times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know, when shops/stores have this open sign outside their door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and at the back of it is written:"closed"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCCUfi6MR1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/7C-uTIoTchg/s320/open.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when i was inside the shop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought the sign "closed" means that the door is closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(there was only 1 entrance there, the rest were glass&amp;nbsp;panels)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCCUdQLN9UI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ziZgSr3_m2s/s1600/close+sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCCUdQLN9UI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ziZgSr3_m2s/s320/close+sign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So i went around looking for another door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But only then did my lightning fast mind realised that the "closed" sign is not meant for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a silly me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=238397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://innit.nuffnang.com/images/button_nangit_hover.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-4104920147953580448?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4104920147953580448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=4104920147953580448&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4104920147953580448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4104920147953580448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-can-be-silly-at-times.html' title='I can be silly at times'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TCCUfi6MR1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/7C-uTIoTchg/s72-c/open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6270023446318453043</id><published>2010-06-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:02:29.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>A thing about Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To all the LOVE that gives us life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBpF1G1xNpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/kS1Wb9LvwlE/s1600/Image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBpF1G1xNpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/kS1Wb9LvwlE/s320/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rubber bands i found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which make up " i *heart* u"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever wondered why love is usually symboled as "&amp;lt;3"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because love can only be less than 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6270023446318453043?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6270023446318453043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6270023446318453043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6270023446318453043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6270023446318453043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/thing-about-love.html' title='A thing about Love'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBpF1G1xNpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/kS1Wb9LvwlE/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6963814699184013013</id><published>2010-06-16T16:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:35:04.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Funny cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chanced upon some silly cartoons while reading some book at a bookstore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought i'd share it with you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever dream of diving into a pool of your own money? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJsOnfGSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/XJBPwf8Gs2s/s1600/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJsOnfGSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/XJBPwf8Gs2s/s400/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483283939254540578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;body tattoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJr5Ofu-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/5NoZ6f9qmvg/s1600/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJr5Ofu-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/5NoZ6f9qmvg/s400/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483283933512580066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;business etiquette #101&lt;/div&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/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJrWe57SI/AAAAAAAAArs/qInsnpFcU1U/s1600/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJrWe57SI/AAAAAAAAArs/qInsnpFcU1U/s400/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483283924186164514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just ants &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJrLRpxkI/AAAAAAAAArk/cSJkADrOse0/s1600/ants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJrLRpxkI/AAAAAAAAArk/cSJkADrOse0/s400/ants.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483283921177790018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Hey, you're right! The bottom row is just ants!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=234976" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://innit.nuffnang.com/images/button_nangit_hover.gif"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6963814699184013013?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6963814699184013013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6963814699184013013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6963814699184013013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6963814699184013013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-cartoons.html' title='Funny cartoons'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBiJsOnfGSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/XJBPwf8Gs2s/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7527648513124480075</id><published>2010-06-13T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:22:07.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Cajun Math test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A Cajun man wants a job, but the foreman won't hire him until he passes a little math test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is your first question, the foreman said. "Without using numbers, represent the number 9."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Without numbers?" The Cajun says, "Dat is easy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And proceeds to draw three trees:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBTMbQrjbsI/AAAAAAAAAqs/OYOk22D70RI/s400/tree.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's this?" the boss asks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ave you got no brain? Tree and tree and tree make nine," says the Cajun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fair enough," says the boss. "Here's your second question. Use the same rules, but this time the number is 99."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cajun stares into space for a while, then picks up the picture that he has just drawn and makes a smudge on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each tree. "Ere you go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBTMbyMXkoI/AAAAAAAAAq0/VucIT3wLGr4/s400/dirty+tree.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boss scratches his head and says, "How on earth do you get that to represent 99?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Each of da trees is dirty now. So, it's dirty tree, and dirty tree, and dirty tree. Dat is 99."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boss is getting worried that he's going to actually have to hire this Cajun, so he says, "All right, last question. Same rules again, but represent the number 100."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cajun stares into space some more, then he picks up the picture again and makes a little mark at the base of each tree and says, "Ere you go. One hundred."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBTMcGWz_UI/AAAAAAAAAq8/p6QpXbtVwwU/s400/33tree.gif" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boss looks at the attempt. "You must be nuts if you think that represents a hundred!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cajun leans forward and points to the marks at the base of each tree and says, "A little dog come along and crap by each tree. So now you got dirty tree and a turd, dirty tree and a turd, and dirty tree and a turd, which makes one hundred."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So, when I start?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. 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title='Cajun Math test'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBTMbQrjbsI/AAAAAAAAAqs/OYOk22D70RI/s72-c/tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6507485308407657667</id><published>2010-06-11T22:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:16:31.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Life lessons as told by cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be sensitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJGsrb_9iI/AAAAAAAAAn8/htCL_9PNvHU/s400/aw_skywriting.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not blog about the sex part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially if the lady is not your wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJGtUxe-gI/AAAAAAAAAoE/cAPGwMoNR14/s400/blogber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't always come up with excuses for sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(See Lesson no.4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHaIOBT_I/AAAAAAAAApE/SwJFYDUYoFQ/s400/excuses+or+positions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let the tadpoles turn to frogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frogs are too big for eggs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHnivXhBI/AAAAAAAAAp8/AkONROVHeBM/s400/tadpole+to+frog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know your biology well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Now we know the chicken came first)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJGuCPVG8I/AAAAAAAAAoU/_mTxSQku8_A/s400/chicken%27s+egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two stupid people shouldn't get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(People always ask why the chicken crossed the road. well, it never did)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHaikG-eI/AAAAAAAAApU/kzJzavf3wXA/s400/how+does+a+chicken+cross+to+the+other+side..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never cheat on your partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otherwise you'd die of natural causes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJGt_R_qCI/AAAAAAAAAoM/r5EXtt9_WPQ/s400/cheatkilled.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its better to lose a Nose than to lose your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHnP_VL6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/jA8F8FLkk2g/s400/rabit+wins+nose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always keep a memory of your loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how they look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHaYWSaYI/AAAAAAAAApM/HWXdup7bvdo/s400/familyalbum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then again, what is a mirror invented for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJGsNdaReI/AAAAAAAAAn0/QkvzIcsrSwo/s400/armpithair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson No. 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be Fit And Trim. (FAT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoenmTNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QuvK-IwiR-8/s1600/wrongmeat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoenmTNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QuvK-IwiR-8/s400/wrongmeat!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481522457202805970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Train your dog well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoenmTNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QuvK-IwiR-8/s1600/wrongmeat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHm-MFXVI/AAAAAAAAAps/xVnJriHKmfg/s400/naturecalled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A certain body organ can be used as a thermometer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoenmTNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QuvK-IwiR-8/s1600/wrongmeat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoKkdGsI/AAAAAAAAAqE/F1XUIS-Qgmo/s1600/thermometer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHoKkdGsI/AAAAAAAAAqE/F1XUIS-Qgmo/s400/thermometer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481522451820911298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why you should not go fishing with Moses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHbEgJD5I/AAAAAAAAApc/jeDJzykByTA/s400/moses+fishing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson no. 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why God only allowed Moses to part the red sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHbRKIcMI/AAAAAAAAApk/ctsOg3gXADs/s1600/moses+lifeguard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TBJHbRKIcMI/AAAAAAAAApk/ctsOg3gXADs/s400/moses+lifeguard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481522230251253954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=232580" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://innit.nuffnang.com/images/button_nangit_hover.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6507485308407657667?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6507485308407657667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I clicked on the browser icon and typed in google website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then i had a mischievous thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I typed the word "porn" out and click enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my surprise, many links appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i clicked on one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkJP-aB48I/AAAAAAAAAnE/sFTZHRs3Cs8/s1600/pornonphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkJP-aB48I/AAAAAAAAAnE/sFTZHRs3Cs8/s320/pornonphone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478920591727780802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something like the above picture appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i immediately clicked it away as there were kids around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that sparked a thought in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is porn bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkJV0KlmvI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FMg8rf5LtbE/s400/popeye+porn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to Popeye, it helps to build strong forearms and wrists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;depending on the technique used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkNa08jNWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/pAEnryY2SOs/s320/money+god.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently it also helps to generate money for the economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just think, $10billion a year in US for the porn industries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkOUt5FOdI/AAAAAAAAAns/7AkC4ygfgMQ/s320/jobs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It also create jobs for people.&lt;br /&gt;Just think, what would they do if porn is banned?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Countless people would be unemployed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So porn isn't so bad after all if you look at it in a big picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i mean figuratively speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However it would be bad if you do this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkJQcpMtKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/QeUbN5NloQA/s320/myspacerk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Try taking it in a more pleasant looking environment please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, with all the big and small talk about internet porn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apparently there're some people who considered the visually handicapped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and introduced braille porn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAkJQpACi_I/AAAAAAAAAnU/RtuOrFe6Cis/s320/porn+for+blind.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now even the visually handicap men knows epic tits when he feels them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7209779508591213810?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7209779508591213810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7209779508591213810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7209779508591213810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7209779508591213810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/porn-when-viewed-in-big-picture.html' title='Porn when viewed in the big picture'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Brings back memories of my childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where my mum in particular, would go through the A to Z list with pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;80's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; baby for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAiHvaYEPiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/O2ZVc8B5HT0/s320/salior+boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like this little guy is having his third birthday celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember being there, and both his god parents were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His god parents were dating each other, and saw him in children's church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And hence he was adopted as their god son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why this little guy isn't smiling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But he sure does look cute,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAiHvocJfSI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uVF_UdpZHMY/s1600/3yearbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAiHvocJfSI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uVF_UdpZHMY/s320/3yearbirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478778199075290402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sofa brings back memories too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember that its prickly, and uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I've no idea why my parents doesn't want to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much for being an 80's baby myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what more can i say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am that 80's baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/7242807496823396072-6105766270475876129?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6105766270475876129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6105766270475876129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6105766270475876129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6105766270475876129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-80s-baby-for-you.html' title='that&apos;s the 80&apos;s baby for you'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAiHvaYEPiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/O2ZVc8B5HT0/s72-c/salior+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4812815615905202682</id><published>2010-06-02T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:11:42.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Invisible man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you actually paint yourself to look similar to the surroundings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0GKnS0wI/AAAAAAAAAmc/s8CzAgYFHiE/s1600/ATT00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0GKnS0wI/AAAAAAAAAmc/s8CzAgYFHiE/s320/ATT00006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193646019990274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like a ghost! hahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0Ay_85fI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UDDwDBPcgWA/s1600/ATT00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0Ay_85fI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UDDwDBPcgWA/s320/ATT00005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193553781614066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0Ao6slkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/i6heGFOXtes/s1600/ATT00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0Ao6slkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/i6heGFOXtes/s320/ATT00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193551075219010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this picture alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like he is really invisible. can only see the outline of the man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0AWbU7WI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZrRJqiJ_pq0/s1600/ATT00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0AWbU7WI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZrRJqiJ_pq0/s320/ATT00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193546111806818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0AG6StmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/r2a0iBWbz_I/s1600/ATT00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0AG6StmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/r2a0iBWbz_I/s320/ATT00002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193541946717794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZz_3BKybI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Q-icnKrHFFY/s1600/ATT00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZz_3BKybI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Q-icnKrHFFY/s320/ATT00001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478193537680591282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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man!!!'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAZ0GKnS0wI/AAAAAAAAAmc/s8CzAgYFHiE/s72-c/ATT00006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-953524883302265030</id><published>2010-05-31T10:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:35:05.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Fish &amp; Co Express</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i told my parents about this fish &amp;amp; co express, they immediately said they wanna try. So i drove them to downtown east the very next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaKzcf5eI/AAAAAAAAAlE/3hSFCPEQ7PE/s1600/IMAG0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaKzcf5eI/AAAAAAAAAlE/3hSFCPEQ7PE/s200/IMAG0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477250344723408354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fish &amp;amp; co express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMZ_qXv7FI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Dvjruv4L_Lc/s200/IMAG0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda dark, hard to see. But try to imagine this as the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of their flaw in managing money is that the receipt or cash register doesn't show the change due to the customer. And hence that very time we bought the food, the cashier gave us the wrong change. She gave us about $5 more. But we returned it la. Otherwise that'll be more than an hour's pay deducted for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaA5dd43I/AAAAAAAAAk0/XnGAChIW-9g/s1600/IMAG0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaA5dd43I/AAAAAAAAAk0/XnGAChIW-9g/s200/IMAG0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477250174539391858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They serve in this silver platter. Words on the paper stated something like:" We will need at least 15mins to fry the fish so it'll be at its best quality. Any shorter and it'll be a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMZ_yGB_HI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dy38FSha0gM/s200/IMAG0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Straws, and condiments are self-service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaAQvr0CI/AAAAAAAAAks/6-b7aN-UmQQ/s1600/IMAG0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaAQvr0CI/AAAAAAAAAks/6-b7aN-UmQQ/s200/IMAG0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477250163609948194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the fish and chips. ($5.95) Served on a plastic paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fries served is better than any fast food outlets around. (to my opinion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only thing is that the fish wasn't fresh. And the flour/bread crumbs used to fry the fish tasted terrible the more i eat it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad ordered sambal fish burger and it tasted really good though. (didn't take any pictures for that) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaFn25bnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4QNMQeRNi4E/s200/IMAG0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Student fish and chips. Upsized, served in paper plate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall i would probably recommend eating the other food (e.g. burgers) but not the fish and chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And if i am wrong, probably the particular stock of fish used that day wasn't very fresh. So hopefully you guys might wanna try it... However, this is nowhere as good as their fish n co's fish and chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would probably go again to try the other burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-953524883302265030?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/953524883302265030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=953524883302265030&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/953524883302265030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/953524883302265030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/05/fish-co-express.html' title='Fish &amp; Co Express'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/TAMaKzcf5eI/AAAAAAAAAlE/3hSFCPEQ7PE/s72-c/IMAG0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1558409077728660876</id><published>2010-05-26T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:58:20.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_0u2VBU9OI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vtg6lGFNm10/s200/bad+haircut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Making a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt; is like getting a bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. But things will get better in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7242807496823396072-1558409077728660876?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1558409077728660876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1558409077728660876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1558409077728660876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, count your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blessings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no matter how small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It might just be a pair of butterflies dancing around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1411832017240061507</id><published>2010-05-19T10:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:26:47.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>The Marina Bay Sands Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NOPHLgQ-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/6aQ17LNzlE0/s320/4123" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Empty stage b4 the performance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NPOmHAdXI/AAAAAAAAAiE/4a7Hm9zf2M0/s320/Image421" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NQw7MRIMI/AAAAAAAAAis/JiUNTz9kjjA/s1600/Image12"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NQw7MRIMI/AAAAAAAAAis/JiUNTz9kjjA/s320/Image12" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472806773638373570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Esplanade Open Theater. (circle of life - Singapore Arts Festival) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NPQEU65gI/AAAAAAAAAic/b53Le-8mY5k/s1600/Image45"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NPQEU65gI/AAAAAAAAAic/b53Le-8mY5k/s320/Image45" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472805109643273730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Adam n eve" and the fiery gate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NON4FS2HI/AAAAAAAAAhU/wGB-jao2YIA/s1600/31"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NON4FS2HI/AAAAAAAAAhU/wGB-jao2YIA/s320/31" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472803972485142642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Display of stunts with fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NPPiMoHGI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vbAFP6XUIug/s320/Image123" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the DNA bridge towards Marina Bay Sands resort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its still under construction so they display a huge board...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you spot who's real and who isn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NZbTEcKcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/LiQHEl3pV9A/s320/0027-SingaporeNight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bird's eye view of the esplanade and the resort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Found this on google image, source unknown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NOPzi_5GI/AAAAAAAAAh0/JLKS0m53aUE/s320/Image2" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The main entrance for the Casino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There're many other smaller entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NRSN7IVRI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9btlq2izn7A/s320/Image3" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hotel itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great ambiance esp with a live band which sounds so CD-like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NPPEWCjhI/AAAAAAAAAiM/-BcD74TiuQQ/s320/Image221" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Managed to take the lift up and go to the guest rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me over there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't take much pictures, wasn't using my cam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NOPSX6x6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/vPqSJ1NkuLE/s320/Image1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bayfront Avenue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new road that leads to Marina Bay Sands resort from Raffles Boulevard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spotted a sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No parking of bicycles on this tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lo and behold, i saw a bicycle parked there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda dark, so i doubt can see anything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, its quite a nice experience. Can be quite romantic esp if u bring your lover along. The night walk certainly brought light to my life. haha (does it have to do with the circle of life concert?) xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7242807496823396072-1411832017240061507?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1411832017240061507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1411832017240061507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1411832017240061507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1411832017240061507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/05/marina-bay-sands-experience.html' title='The Marina Bay Sands Experience'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NOPHLgQ-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/6aQ17LNzlE0/s72-c/4123' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7764176208010922253</id><published>2010-05-10T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:31:04.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>The ice cream incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a real incident that happened two days ago to my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What happened was he was buying ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And was paying the ice cream man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S-f6yioB_VI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Melq6_opTas/s1600/icecream1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 253px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S-f6yioB_VI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Melq6_opTas/s400/icecream1.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469616018659867986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And his friend decided to have some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S-f6y_pfdYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Hm2-yrLFKCI/s400/icecream2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And he tongued the ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, tonguing the ice cream esp if u're sharing is kinda gross. (but he did it anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S-f6zHeMqfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sly2qPB8LRM/s400/icecream3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He tongued the ice cream so hard it dropped on the floor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a classic moment!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Naturally they laughed over the incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And who else but me would try to imagine this incident so badly to the extent of coming up with this little comic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i had a good laugh about their story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7764176208010922253?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7764176208010922253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7764176208010922253&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7764176208010922253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7764176208010922253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/05/ice-cream-incident.html' title='The ice cream incident'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S-f6yioB_VI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Melq6_opTas/s72-c/icecream1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7264737046573563144</id><published>2010-05-03T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:06:33.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>NYNY Giant Yankee Burger Challenge</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/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S94tTeY85qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QDrPOBR_HSo/s1600/GiantYankeeBurgerChallenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S94tTeY85qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QDrPOBR_HSo/s320/GiantYankeeBurgerChallenge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466856810272843426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically for this burger challenge, all you have to do is eat up a huge beef burger, a huge load of fries surrounding the burger, and a huge root beer float with vallina ice cream within one hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just right after i woke up, i had a brilliant idea of a sure work method. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S94ulDAVifI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vJZufgjNg0Y/s400/twins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, using twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And they must look identical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not only that, they must wear the same clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the first twin comes in, challenges and halfway thr, he receive a phone call, he walked outside to talk (or toilet, but i'm not sure if the participants are allowed to leave their seats) and suddenly swap... without the knowledge of the staff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then the second twin comes in and finishes the rest of the meal with no difficulty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How easy could that be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well... i don't have a twin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7264737046573563144?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7264737046573563144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7264737046573563144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7264737046573563144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7264737046573563144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/05/nyny-giant-yankee-burger-challenge.html' title='NYNY Giant Yankee Burger Challenge'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S94tTeY85qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QDrPOBR_HSo/s72-c/GiantYankeeBurgerChallenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-3805261482106718572</id><published>2010-04-28T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:51:17.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>top ten joke of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1. Sardarji was filling up application form for a job. He was not sure as to what to be filled in column "Salary Expected".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much thought he wrote: Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sardar at an Art Gallery : I suppose this horrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking thing is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you call modern art ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art dealer: I beg your pardon sir, thats a mirror!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sardar was writing something very slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend asked:" Why r u writing so slowly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sardar: "I'm writing to my 6 yr old son, he can't read very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Flash news: A 2 seater plane crashed in a graveyard in punjab . Local&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sardars have so far found 500 bodies and are still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;digging for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A teacher asked her class for sentences using the word "beans".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Father grows beans," said one student. "My father cooks beans," said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then little Johnny spoke up: "We are all human beans."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Sardar comes back 2 his car &amp;amp; finds a note saying "Parking Fine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He writes a note and sticks it 2 pole "Thanks 4 d complement"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. once a Sardhar was walking and had a glove on one hand and not on other so the man asked him why did he do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He Replied that the weather forecast announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would be hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Sardar : Sitting on The Top of the Mountain and Studying.... When a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person asked what he was doing.... He replied... Oye!! Higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Santa Singh decided to start a chicken farm so he bought a hundred chickens to begin with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month later he returned to the dealer for another hundred chickens because all of the first lot had died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month later he was back at t he dealer for another hundred chickens for the second lot had also died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'But I think I know where I'm going wrong,' said Santa, 'I think I'm planting them too deep.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Little Johnny comes home from school one day and asks his mother what "shit" meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking fast she replied "food on the table".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day he comes home and asks his mother what does "son of a bitch" mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, thinking fast again she says "It's a priest".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day he comes home a asks what does "fuckin'" mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says it means "getting dressed".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That same night a priest was coming over for dinner. Johnny is just finished setting the table when he hears the doorbell ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He yells "got it". He opens the door and says "Hey son of a bitch, shits on the table and mom and dad are upstairs fuckin'".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-3805261482106718572?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3805261482106718572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=3805261482106718572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3805261482106718572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3805261482106718572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-ten-joke-of-day.html' title='top ten joke of the day'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-5942267866905098517</id><published>2010-04-25T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:05:55.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake (secondhand serenade)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With every appearance by you, blinding my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hardly remember the last time I felt like I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're an angel disguised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're lying real still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But your heart beat is fast just like mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the movie's long over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's three that have passed, one more's fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you stay awake for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will share the air I breathe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give you my heart on a string,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't wanna miss anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying real hard not to shake. I'm biting my tongue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm feeling alive and with every breathe that I take,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've won. You're my key to survival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if it's a hero you want,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can save you. Just stay here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your whispers are priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your breathe, it is dear. So please stay near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you stay awake for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will share the air I breathe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give you my heart on a string,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't wanna miss anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say my name. I just want to hear you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say my name. So I know it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're changing me. You're changing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You showed me how to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just say. So just say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you'll stay awake for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna miss anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will share the air I breathe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give you my heart on a string,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't wanna miss anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this song. you could find the song on the little cute doggy on the right side.&lt;br /&gt;Just click next next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm there's smth called the illuminati. Smth bad. Smth about all the famous singers in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Smth you might wana search about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-5942267866905098517?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5942267866905098517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=5942267866905098517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5942267866905098517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5942267866905098517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/awake-secondhand-serenade.html' title='Awake (secondhand serenade)'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-9091403167996737735</id><published>2010-04-24T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:04:38.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Think that could happen to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of tests, the last of which had left his bodily systems extremely upset. Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to remain rational. In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A drunk was walking by the hospital when the sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled sheets in a tangled pile at his feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital security guard, (barely containing his laughter), and who had watched the whole incident, walked up and asked, "What the heck is going on here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drunk, still staring down replied: "I think I just beat the shit out of a ghost."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-9091403167996737735?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/9091403167996737735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=9091403167996737735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/9091403167996737735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/9091403167996737735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/think-that-could-happen-to-you.html' title='Think that could happen to you?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-5810375106078145067</id><published>2010-04-23T09:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:44:20.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>consolation for people who do dumb things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;High-tech Criminals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in 1971, three thieves at Billericay in Essex England, gave many hours of thought to robbing the local post office in Mountnessing Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among the details that they discovered, were the times at which there was the most cash and when there were the least security guards on the premises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also invested in masks, weapons and a getaway vehicle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These genius’left no stone unturned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a pre-arranged time, the gang sped through the town and screeched to a halt outside the post office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was only when they jumped out of the car and ran toward the building that they discovered the one detail that they had omitted to check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The post office had been closed for around twelve years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catastrophic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 1978, during a firemen’s strike in Britain, the army was called in to carry out the normal duties of the firemen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this time they received a call from a very upset elderly woman, whose cat was stuck up a tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The army immediately responded to the woman’s call and valiantly rescued the stranded animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dear woman was so thrilled, that she invited the whole group of soldiers into her home to celebrate the event with tea and cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the celebration, fond farewells were given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off went the army, driving over the cat and killing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get Smart &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John D. Smart of St. Louis Missouri, sustained two broken legs after smashing the window of a stereo shop using a manhole cover from the sidewalk in front of the store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he backed away from the window to admire his handiwork. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smart fell down the manhole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not So Cold Turkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man in one of the Northern States shot a turkey, and put it and his gun in the trunk of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, the turkey was not quite dead and it kicked it's leg, set off the gun, and the man was shot in the leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he was treated at a local hospital, he was charged with shooting a turkey two weeks before the season began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Taste?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In San Diego in the late 1980's, a man named Tony visited an old people's home and began speaking with an elderly lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he talked, he helped himself to peanuts from a jar at the side of the old woman's chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some time, he asked the woman if she would like a peanut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She replied, "Oh, I can't eat the things dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just suck the chocolate off and drop them in a jar beside my chair." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;/i&gt;From Comfort, &lt;i&gt;the Feeble-minded...consolation for people who do dumb things 1(800) 437-1893)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;______________________________&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found this while browsing through some websites. Thought it's interesting so just wana share it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last one is kinda gross!!! eewwww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-5810375106078145067?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5810375106078145067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=5810375106078145067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5810375106078145067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5810375106078145067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/consolation-for-people-who-do-dumb.html' title='consolation for people who do dumb things'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-3886472991956947732</id><published>2010-04-20T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:51:16.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Ants as we know it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ants have three parts to their body: head, abdomen and thorax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On their head is the eyes. Some have mulitple lenses, some numbering in thousands, while other ants have no eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legs are attached on the abdomen and their legs are clawed at the end to allow them to crawl on almost any surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rear of ant is called thorax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although ants do not have blood vessels, they do have long thin heart that extends through most of their body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its nervous system is one long cord which goes through its body with several branches leading to rest of the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ants draw in oxygen and release carbon dioxide through holes in their bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ants have more than one brain. A main brain in the head, and several smaller brains throughout their bodies. This is why they stil twitch after you squish them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ants use their antennae for a sense of taste, smell, and touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ants release pheromnes into the air around them to communicate with one another. Others detect the smell through their antennae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ants hear through vibrations in the ground under their feet as they lack ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-3886472991956947732?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3886472991956947732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=3886472991956947732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3886472991956947732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3886472991956947732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/ants-as-we-know-it.html' title='Ants as we know it'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-957544058859138191</id><published>2010-04-18T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:01:30.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Funny inventions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdUvQkurI/AAAAAAAAAgk/tPkrT6f0FT0/s1600/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdUvQkurI/AAAAAAAAAgk/tPkrT6f0FT0/s400/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461491215237429938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Automatic dog poop cleaner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdUJQZ0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uh1GVmO0dIM/s1600/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdUJQZ0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uh1GVmO0dIM/s400/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461491205036167570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Method for sheeps to disguise themselves as small fluffy clouds when threatened by a wolf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdTv1gb1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/NpwkqopEgfQ/s1600/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdTv1gb1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/NpwkqopEgfQ/s400/DSC01174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461491198212468562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(A calculator for ppl who don't like numbers bigger than four)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sc-0JCrxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/BfkhIthemk4/s1600/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sc-0JCrxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/BfkhIthemk4/s400/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461490838590893842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(World's cheapest Hairdryer)&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/7242807496823396072-957544058859138191?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/957544058859138191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=957544058859138191&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/957544058859138191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/957544058859138191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/funny-inventions.html' title='Funny inventions?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8sdUvQkurI/AAAAAAAAAgk/tPkrT6f0FT0/s72-c/DSC01172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-3340512742803113853</id><published>2010-04-15T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:10:15.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>See the new courses being offered!!</title><content type='html'>Memo to all students:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to assure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from students, it will be our policy to keep all students well taught through our program of Special High Intensity Teaching (S.H.I.T.). We are trying to give our students more S.H.I.T. than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that you do not receive your share of S.H.I.T. during a course, please see your teacher. You will be immediately placed at the top of the S.H.I.T. list. Our teachers are especially skilled at seeing that you get all the S.H.I.T. you can handle. Students who do not take the teacher's S.H.I.T. will be placed on the Departmental Educational Evaluation Programs (D.E.E.P. S.H.I.T.) list. Those who fail to take D.E.E.P. S.H.I.T. seriously will have to go to Educational Attitude Training (E.A.T. S.H.I.T.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our teachers took S.H.I.T. before they graduated, they don't have to do S.H.I.T. anymore, and are full of S.H.I.T. already. If you are full of S.H.I.T., you may be interested in a job teaching others. We can add your name to our Basic Understanding Lecture List (B.U.L.L. S.H.I.T.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For students who are intending to pursue a career in management and consulting, we will refer you to the department of Managerial Operational Research Education (M.O.R.E. S.H.I.T.). This course emphasizes how to manage M.O.R.E. S.H.I.T. If you have further questions, please direct them to our Head Of Teaching, Special High Intensity Training (H.O.T. S.H.I.T.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss In General,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special High Intensity Teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B.I.G. S.H.I.T.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-3340512742803113853?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3340512742803113853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=3340512742803113853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3340512742803113853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/3340512742803113853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/see-new-courses-being-offered.html' title='See the new courses being offered!!'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7916348386052482721</id><published>2010-04-11T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:08:59.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>a little humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood is skipping down the road when she sees the Big Bad Wolf crouched down behind a log.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8HgY_WYFtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Q5l75D5a6_s/s320/if_red1_72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My, what big eyes you have, Mr. Wolf,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;says Little Red Riding Hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The surprised wolf jumps up and runs away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Further down the road Little Red Riding Hood sees the wolf again;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time he is crouched behind a tree stump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My, what big ears you have Mr. Wolf," says Little Red Riding Hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again the foiled wolf jumps up and runs away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 miles down the road, Little Red Riding Hood sees the wolf again, this time crouched down behind a road sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My, what big teeth you have Mr. Wolf," taunts Little Red Riding Hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that the Big Bad Wolf jumps up and screams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Will you get lost? I'm trying to take a shit!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8HhMGjP5KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XPcjka7B8-U/s200/shitting.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7916348386052482721?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7916348386052482721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7916348386052482721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7916348386052482721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7916348386052482721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-humor.html' title='a little humor'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S8HgY_WYFtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Q5l75D5a6_s/s72-c/if_red1_72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2952042417499860983</id><published>2010-04-05T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:05:32.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>why do ppl have outdoor sex, esp in public</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sex in public...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever done it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7n3tuNKwUI/AAAAAAAAAek/UGfKiVMtQs8/s320/outdoor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This couple did. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would probably think ppl who have public sex are psychologically challenged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i can think of 5 reasons why ppl have sex in public. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. ppl are turned on by the idea of having sex in public where they could be observed. Being seen isn't the impt part, its the possibility of being seen. Or maybe they enjoy having somebody watching them from behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. ppl are turned on by getting caught, but mostly for the danger or possibility of getting caught. No idea why they do it, but i guess they would like it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. ppl love outdoor sex. esp for ppl living in cities, outdoor sex at the comfort of their own homes is virtually impossible. So that leaves them no choice but to have public sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. ppl have public sex because they are not rich enough to book a hotel and can't do it at their homes because they're married to someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Homeless ppl. They virtually live on the streets or under bridges. So where else do you expect them to do it? But i think at most they should have this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7n6NzmateI/AAAAAAAAAes/xp39-vb0neY/s320/gear+for+outdoor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, for a certain country, they've given up on keeping the law on public sex so they legalised it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there's a park in Amsterdam, called Vondelpark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where all sexual activities are legalised including homosexual acts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However there's a certain window period where ppl can do it. From evening time till night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and no doing it near the playground!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sources can be easily Googled =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-2952042417499860983?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2952042417499860983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2952042417499860983&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2952042417499860983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2952042417499860983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-do-ppl-have-outdoor-sex-esp-in.html' title='why do ppl have outdoor sex, esp in public'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7n3tuNKwUI/AAAAAAAAAek/UGfKiVMtQs8/s72-c/outdoor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7394752379294620176</id><published>2010-04-04T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:06:35.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>TP test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder why everyone gets nervous before and during their test and esp while waiting for the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well! NOW I KNOW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a good way to experience something though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7iAho41UCI/AAAAAAAAAec/ll9YvJSWR3M/s200/driving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish i could tear that L plate away... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, i want to pass my driving test. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7394752379294620176?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7394752379294620176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7394752379294620176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7394752379294620176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7394752379294620176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/04/tp-test.html' title='TP test'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7iAho41UCI/AAAAAAAAAec/ll9YvJSWR3M/s72-c/driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-564355039899171004</id><published>2010-03-31T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:00:21.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>What does this look like to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7McXx8tZZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6CUyAXrJbZQ/s1600/IMG_0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7McXx8tZZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6CUyAXrJbZQ/s320/IMG_0311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454734768546342290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this picture on a cigarette box selling for $5 look anything more than a mushroom and a pear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The French words means the season of pleasure)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so suggestive... isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-564355039899171004?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/564355039899171004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=564355039899171004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/564355039899171004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/564355039899171004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-does-this-look-like-to-you.html' title='What does this look like to you?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S7McXx8tZZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6CUyAXrJbZQ/s72-c/IMG_0311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2498445342115213382</id><published>2010-03-29T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:26:52.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Because i can't stop loving you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGeVoZPxed4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/kGeVoZPxed4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another of my composed song, do give constructive feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said hey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the first word that i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i smiled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the first thing that i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love me in the eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop, loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop, loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when you smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way it touch my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the first date that you gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we kissed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the first kiss that you gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You look me in the eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop, loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop, loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when you smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way it touch my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop, loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It breaks my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to see, you all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why don't you and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together spend the rest of our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because i can't stop, i can't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving... you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-2498445342115213382?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2498445342115213382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2498445342115213382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2498445342115213382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2498445342115213382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/because-i-cant-stop-loving-you.html' title='Because i can&apos;t stop loving you'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-8507368385275504698</id><published>2010-03-27T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T14:39:26.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Do males have rights when comes to them being the victim of sexual abuse?</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows that a pedophile is one who has a sexual preference for prepubescent children.&lt;div&gt;But what about kids who just started their puberty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its kinda sad to think why would anyone want to harm a kid intentionally, and extend not only physical harm, but emotional harm to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also heard many stories of how some kids who were sexually abused when they were young, turn out to be homosexuals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are reports in the news if a young girl got molested, raped, or has insulted her modesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are few if not at all, about news reporting about a male getting molested, raped, or modesty exposed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very rare would you have heard of an older woman molesting or raping a younger male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet i believe it happens... but was never reported, probably fear on the guy's part that women are more protected in a sense (so much for woman rights? Just a pondering thought)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More so for an older guy molesting or raping a younger male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or an older woman molesting another younger female.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, such things are not reported in the news, does that mean it doesn't exist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say in the case of an older guy "doing" a younger male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have gay sex made illegal in Singapore is already bad enough for gays already, but what this older guy is doing is having gay sex, raping, and being a pedophile. That by itself could have been more than three cases against him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be "doing" with a non-consenting person is bad enough already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it then considered rape then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we as males have the right to make a police report and still have our image protected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how about older woman "doing" a younger female?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never heard of such things b4, but i wouldn't cross it out of the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is it that woman are more compassionate than guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That they care for their fellow woman to the point of being able to curb their "sexual desires"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings of anger are being provoked in me as i write this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i kinda feel sorry for those who were abused by other men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a sense that they should have been properly educated in protecting themselves and there should be a system in place to protect them or defend for them in a case of sodomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even if there is a system set in place to do so, few are aware of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-8507368385275504698?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8507368385275504698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=8507368385275504698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8507368385275504698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8507368385275504698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-males-have-rights-when-comes-to-them.html' title='Do males have rights when comes to them being the victim of sexual abuse?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6844795736155099193</id><published>2010-03-23T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:14:56.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Do we discriminate against those we are afraid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;People are afraid of many things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And slowly, they hate what they fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fear slowly takes control of their life and manifest as other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fears that is experienced by many in the world, is homophobia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are they afraid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do they hate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes wonder about that myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am i lead into believing that homosexuality is a bad thing just because almost everyone is believing it to be so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if because of homophobia, that there are many closet homosexuals around in our midst that we know not of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which leads me to another point, what if one of ur friends is a homosexual?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know how i would react to that yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how would u have reacted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He or she is your friend base on their personalities which does not make their sex preference a consideration for your friendship until homophobia sets in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just a food for thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6844795736155099193?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6844795736155099193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6844795736155099193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6844795736155099193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6844795736155099193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-we-discriminate-against-those-we-are.html' title='Do we discriminate against those we are afraid?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4422763642567959010</id><published>2010-03-20T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:21:43.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Basically, my life is so boring, it's embarrassing.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps one of my most rather boring Saturday ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's a quote by Edward Gorey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Life is intrinsically, well, boring and dangerous at the same time. At any given moment the floor may open up. Of course, it almost never does; that's what makes it so boring."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-4422763642567959010?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4422763642567959010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=4422763642567959010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4422763642567959010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/4422763642567959010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/basically-my-life-is-so-boring-its.html' title='Basically, my life is so boring, it&apos;s embarrassing.'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1146424085407252345</id><published>2010-03-18T10:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:39:46.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Freaky facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coca-Cola was originally green. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The most common name in the world is Mohammed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can't kill yourself by holding your breath &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die.  (ouch)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;         Spades - King David &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;  Clubs - Alexander the Great, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Hearts &lt;/span&gt;- Charlemagne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Diamonds - Julius Caesar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The King of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt; is the only king WITHOUT A MUSTACHE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All polar bears are left handed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes or shark attacks. (So, watch your Ass )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most dust particles in your house are made from DEAD SKIN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turtles can breathe through their butts.   (gross)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dentists have recommended that a toothbrush be kept at least six (6) feet away from a toilet to avoid airborne particles resulting from the flush. (ewww imagine... argh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;         (and since we’re on the subject) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-1146424085407252345?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1146424085407252345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1146424085407252345&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1146424085407252345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1146424085407252345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/freaky-facts-part-1.html' title='Freaky facts'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2780591104863576408</id><published>2010-03-15T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:51:08.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Friends with benefit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used to think FWB (Friends with benefit) is about having a friend you can benefit from. Say in terms of money (someone who pays for the bill), transport (someone who doesn't mind sending you places) or sex (self explanatory).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But apparently i stand corrected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FWB is a no frills sexual or near-sexual and emotional relationship between two ppl who don't expect or demand to share a formal romantic r/s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually such friends find each other attractive but does not want to be committed into a relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyje.com/images/emimages/jun2008/friends_with_benefits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S53Yj2YZS-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/vkqsDhk3rI4/s200/friends-with-benefits.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on picture to enlarge*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a research done overseas, from a pool of 125 males and females, they found tat at least 60% had a fwb. Out of this 60%,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10% evolved into a full scale romance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33% stopped the sex but remained as friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25% ended both sex and friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32% continued as FWB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to the survey, more than 50% of the ppl who had fwb stopped having sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably they got tired of each other and wanted something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My point after saying all this is that probably everyone has the need to feel close to somebody. Be it physically or emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they are tgt prob not just for the sex, but also for the emotional and physical bond during sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw an article on Newsweek.com titled "how to keep him from cheating" - a new book on why some men stray and what women can do to stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The author went on to state that a majority 48% of the cheating came from emotional disconnection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your partner has a friend/colleague who can connect with him/her in their daily life together, he'll appreciate and even admire the fact that the friend/colleague can relate to his/her interest on many levels.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a sexual connection, but an emotional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men just like women, have insecurities too. We all want to feel understood and appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if there's a disconnection between you and your partner, yet there is someone with whom they feel connected, where do you think they'll turn for emotional solace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often times this emotional bond can grow quietly, slowly, and even unknowingly. By the time it is acknowledged or understood, it is a difficult bond to break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-2780591104863576408?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2780591104863576408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2780591104863576408&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2780591104863576408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2780591104863576408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/friends-with-benefit.html' title='Friends with benefit'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S53Yj2YZS-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/vkqsDhk3rI4/s72-c/friends-with-benefits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2567765054890279295</id><published>2010-03-14T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:54:21.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>a really weird dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a dream two nights ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really weird one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered cutting my hair in the dream just haven see how it turned out yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was out with my friends, then there was this huge mirror, so i turned my head to look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My jaws dropped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The top of my head is bald! Only the sides of my head have hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5zp7fqHfZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GLjyHmMnlkI/s200/balding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;sample&lt;/span&gt; only, any resemblance is purely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;coincidental&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looked super weird and it was very scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nearly cried in my dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i was too emotional that it woke me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was still kinda sleepy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i decided to check out my hair first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i touched it and pulled it alittle and heave a sigh of relief!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i went back to wonderland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-2567765054890279295?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2567765054890279295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2567765054890279295&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2567765054890279295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2567765054890279295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/really-weird-dream.html' title='a really weird dream'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5zp7fqHfZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GLjyHmMnlkI/s72-c/balding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-8853023315439870571</id><published>2010-03-12T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:15:36.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Social anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Does striking up a decent conversation with a group of people seems like climbing Mount Everest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In an &lt;a href="http://psychology.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_introvert"&gt;articl&lt;/a&gt;e on the web, it says that some introverts find small talk easy but tiring and sometimes boring. They rather have meaningful conversations about the depths of human souls and minds, but its hard to talk about such deep topics with strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally feel that i am somehow what this article is describing. Its not that i don't wana talk to ppl, i just find it boring, meaningless and i stop listening to the conversation altogether. My mind would somehow switch off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I searched google for "quiet shy" and this &lt;a href="http://shyandquiet.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; site appeared top of the list. Apparently the blog site is called &lt;i&gt;shyandquiet.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about a lady who suffers from social anxiety and her experiences from everyday life as well as her efforts to overcome it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also offers some real great useful tips for ppl who suffers from social anxiety like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after reading a few post of her experience, i can totally relate to her. She writes it so beautifully that its like i am in her shoes at that very point in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i know that i am not the only person in the world to suffer this symptom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, for ppl who suffers from social anxiety, its rather depressing for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They'll feel very lousy, and they want ppl to talk to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what i've learnt is that most of the time, most ppl don't even care if u're suffering from social anxiety or what.&lt;br /&gt;Because they see everyone as the same and will only talk to ppl who are &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; approachable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To admit to truth, i do feel lousy at times, but not depressed. Probably cos i still have my family and a small number of friends who care for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i have to learn to take the first steps to be approachable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eye contact and more smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i have to remind myself that locking eye contact with somebody is not a bad thing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infact, it is a few seconds of special moments that i share with that person or stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have to accompany that eye contact with a smile otherwise i'd seem hostile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5ouIKlyVmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/c-x4HOfLdf0/s200/just_shy_square_0.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-8853023315439870571?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8853023315439870571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=8853023315439870571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8853023315439870571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8853023315439870571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/social-anxiety.html' title='Social anxiety'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5ouIKlyVmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/c-x4HOfLdf0/s72-c/just_shy_square_0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6385387226382688835</id><published>2010-03-09T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:35:12.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Can you imagine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at this picture of wendy chong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some ppl say she look nice, some say ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i think its just the angles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular picture angle make her look ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that smile make her mouth look very big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5Zk0j3gb4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZDufE3vGr08/s200/13_3837.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446651653495222146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She look slightly better in this picture though. haha prob just the camera angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5ZpNt-5X4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/6Wz4sp0Od-Q/s200/2_5404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i can't imagine why would she ever want to do it with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"jack neo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5Zk1Pe6ylI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9v19n6B_SI8/s1600-h/liang+po+po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5Zk1Pe6ylI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9v19n6B_SI8/s200/liang+po+po.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446651665203251794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wonder what was Wendy Chong thinking...&lt;/div&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/7242807496823396072-6385387226382688835?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6385387226382688835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6385387226382688835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6385387226382688835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6385387226382688835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-imagine.html' title='Can you imagine?'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S5Zk0j3gb4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZDufE3vGr08/s72-c/13_3837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-603710822690856147</id><published>2010-03-06T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T08:43:55.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Say thanks</title><content type='html'>Probably the last time you wrote a thank you note was after your mom sat you down at a table with stickers, crayons and instructions to thank your primary school teacher during teacher's day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're no ingrate, but perhaps you have been a tad ungrateful over the past years. Now you have some catching up to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps there's someone out there who deserves your thanks. Maybe it's a stranger who helped you gather the contents of the bag you spilled, or a friend who taught you to stop saying nasty things about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post a thank you note to someone who made your life a little nicer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if the person means something special to you, thank that person for being there in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget too the cleaners who clear our tables every time we sit on it or leave. It might be their job, but a little word could change bring a smile to their face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-603710822690856147?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/603710822690856147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=603710822690856147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/603710822690856147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/603710822690856147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-thanks.html' title='Say thanks'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7074850372576047437</id><published>2010-02-28T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:47:40.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>Kids these days</title><content type='html'>When i was just sitting downstairs at the void deck near my house, &lt;div&gt;a little boy walked towards us and called out to us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Boys... you know where is block 454?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i pointed to him in that direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he left, i was pointing out to a friend who happened to be with me that he actually called us boys when he's younger than many times. Made us feel so much younger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i spoke too soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very next moment, he turned around and called uncle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked straight at him, thinking he was calling out to somebody else prob behind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But heck no, he was looking straight into my eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he called me uncle twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i didn't know if i wanted to laugh or cry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the reason he called me uncle was to ask me to accompany him to take his bicycle which was left somewhere and he didn't dare to take it because he said last night he watched ghost movie and was afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right, i followed him to the bicycle and watched him take it and walk away with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda a cute though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely smth i wouldn't forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7242807496823396072-7074850372576047437?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7074850372576047437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7074850372576047437&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7074850372576047437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7074850372576047437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/kids-these-days.html' title='Kids these days'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6102667871324602141</id><published>2010-02-27T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:36:01.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>"what truly makes you happy"</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation with a buddy of mine in the military and posed him a question.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what truly makes you happy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He replied at first owning the all the dior homme jeans with a certain wax treatment on would make him happy. (i forgot the type of wax treatment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i thought he would like to own them to show them off to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said he would be happy just collecting them and looking at them in his room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, he viewed the prized dior homme jeans as a collection, as what other collector's would feel when they own something they've been wanting to collect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went on, prob playing hockey would make him truly happy. Having dinner with his future wife n kids... etc... etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he posed the question back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for awhile, i was speechless, and i told him i can't think of any now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After giving the question some thought, i still don't know what makes me truly happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would want to have plenty of money, i would want to own everything in this world, but i know deep down that those things would not make me truly happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow this term of happiness would only appear in the light where love is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it love for a thing, love for money, love for an object, love for an animal, love for one another, love for God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Love is not Love if it isn't reciprocated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i suppose what truly makes me happy is having somebody to love, and for that person to love me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But are we expecting too much from love that we devalue its meaning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And slowly love might not be love after all but just a mutual feeling that each other can't let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how did i even start on the topic of love??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess its just the snowball effect, 1 thing leading to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6102667871324602141?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-759936177181746092</id><published>2010-02-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:59.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Picture of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMBjn24VUag&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMBjn24VUag&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another song i composed. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i switched on the computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Browsing through my pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a picture of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were sharing your ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;together with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with that widest smile i'll never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we are a world apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't cry, i'll just close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a picture of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever unfaded and unbroken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love covers me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever more you'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i took out my guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing to your picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tears, just flowed down like rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's more than i can bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how could i ever survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we are a world apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't cry, i'll just close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a picture of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever unfaded and unbroken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love covers me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever more you'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your kiss and your touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause you are as close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my very next breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a picture of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever unfaded and unbroken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love covers me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever more you'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a picture of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever unfaded and unbroken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love covers me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever more you'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-759936177181746092?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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eat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love to ring the doorbell despite having the keys to open the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and i had a thought, these things can all be put in facebook groups)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-2154162796570700203?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2154162796570700203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2154162796570700203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to increase my blog comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S3K5jDNwLsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gv-6QimpuZU/s1600-h/spelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S3K5jDNwLsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gv-6QimpuZU/s320/spelling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436611711999160002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S3K5dvjBQZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/I63hgomUv9Y/s1600-h/spelling+error.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S3K5dvjBQZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/I63hgomUv9Y/s320/spelling+error.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436611620820304274" 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;The use of homophones. (words that sound alike but with different spelling)&lt;br /&gt;(btw did you know their is pronounced as there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i'm in a coarse studying dears and the effect on damn eating bins.&lt;br /&gt;I have also scene howl dears pray for food.&lt;br /&gt;An i bat you have no eye dear what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the list of homophones goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this post doesn't brake my rain as Top Blogger. (no i'm serious)&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully the angry mob aren't ordered to chute on cite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6933057949413654224?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6933057949413654224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6933057949413654224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6933057949413654224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6933057949413654224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Howl to increase my blog comments'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S3K5jDNwLsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gv-6QimpuZU/s72-c/spelling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7994187953007021644</id><published>2010-02-07T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:03:27.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>To love is to forgive... and to forgive, to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same line of forgiveness another quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To err is human, to forgive, divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw another variation of this on one of the shirts of New Urban Male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To err is human, to ahhh is pornstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think it could be any worse? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7994187953007021644?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7994187953007021644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7994187953007021644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7994187953007021644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7994187953007021644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6539531885277742089</id><published>2010-02-05T12:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:17:02.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as it is'/><title type='text'>My first day of field camp (a year+ ago)</title><content type='html'>As i was in camp ystd, my grp of friends started talking about their experience in BMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i started to think back about mine, esp during the field camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of field camp, there's this thing called powder bath whereby you'll have to strip off the dirty clothes and apply thick layer of powder all over the body and change a new pair of underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Then have to walk over to where the sergeant and officer is and they'll "inspect" if you're well powdered by you pulling the underwear n releasing it to see the "cloud of powder" come out from the pubic area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there i was, i didn't know i had to apply alot around my pubic area, so i went for "inspection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, i failed the "inspection" and had to be "inspected" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time i went back, and passed... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;i didn't notice a huge hole on the ground. (it was dark)&lt;br /&gt;And i fell right into it, making my whole body muddy. (it rained that day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i fell, everybody was wondering who fell.&lt;br /&gt;Some offered to shine some light, but wasn't of any help.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end i made it back to my section muddy...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget this incident ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone made me frustrated ystd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing SAR duty, and was inside the room when the phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some superior who wanted to see if this person "xx" is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told him:" ok i go outside see if he's there".&lt;br /&gt;But as i walked a step, i thought that maybe he wants to talk or give some instructions "xx".&lt;br /&gt;So i picked up the phone and asked him:"you want to see if he's there and after that you got anything to tell him or instruct him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said:" no i just want to see if he's there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fine with me, i went outside to see if he's there.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him and reported back saying:"yup he's there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing that frustrated me was when he said:"ok i want to talk to him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!#$$(^!@$%&amp;amp;@*#!@!#$@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to give him a earful. But only because he's in some ic role.&lt;br /&gt;(although he's a civilian, i just didn't want him to make my life difficult next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only after thinking through this incident that i found it to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;I really think its funny, not in a good sense though... i think he's stupidly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are many sorts of worse ppl around. I guess i'll just have to make do with them for the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6539531885277742089?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6539531885277742089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6539531885277742089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6539531885277742089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6539531885277742089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-day-of-field-camp-year-ago.html' title='My first day of field camp (a year+ ago)'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-1718450643235189375</id><published>2010-02-03T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:50:56.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Conversation with a Bangladeshi</title><content type='html'>So there i was, waiting for my driving instructor behind the mrt station and then there was this Bangladeshi who started walking in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked as if he wants to talk to me because he was giving me the eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came up to me with a camera in hand and at first i thought he wanted me to help him and his friends take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;This was the conversation i had with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"Can you read this? (Showing me his camera)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"ya (taking the camera from him)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"(started talking in his best english but all it seem like he was talking was this)&lt;br /&gt;मिरी म सेर स डोक्टर, वेद् मिरी म सेर स ड , light no come&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand? Here's the translation.&lt;br /&gt;nuay kuaho $*$(Y@#(*^!*@(!^$*@(R%@# kloua jeoiqhga *#&amp;amp;@#&amp;amp;!* #$ , light no come"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"(It was then that i realised his camera doesn't have flash and he doesn't know how to set it. so i said)&lt;br /&gt;I test.&lt;br /&gt;(After touching many buttons, i finally thought i got it so i asked for permission to take a shot)&lt;br /&gt;(*pause* *click* *no flash*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"nuay kuaho $*$(Y@#(*^!*@(!^$*@(R%@# kloua jeoiqhga *#&amp;amp;@#&amp;amp;!* #$ , light no come"&lt;br /&gt;(said the exact same words again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:" (so i did some more pressing of buttons and tested again)&lt;br /&gt;(*click* *no flash*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"nuay kuaho $*$(Y@#(*^!*@(!^$*@(R%@# kloua jeoiqhga *#&amp;amp;@#&amp;amp;!* #$ , light no come"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"You wan light come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"light come light come"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"(Finally figured out the flash problem. *click* *flash* Hands camera back to him)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:"(Thank you *smiling*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw him walking back to his friends and taking pictures beside trees, rocks, cars...&lt;br /&gt;They were all like very happy. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-1718450643235189375?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1718450643235189375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=1718450643235189375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1718450643235189375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/1718450643235189375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/conversation-with-bangladeshi.html' title='Conversation with a Bangladeshi'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4261922562471785605</id><published>2010-02-02T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:30:22.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Super Pursuit Getaway Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gH02CMhvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/591UsGbCb2o/s1600-h/car+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gH02CMhvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/591UsGbCb2o/s400/car+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433601554861819634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering what this Super Pursuit Getaway car is.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this car can be made possible and might actually be legal in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to the diagram to see which points i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This car would have a toyota logo as shown below. Reason being that this toyota logo looks harmless. Totally look like a dick and 2 balls. And the dick part can be extended out,to reveal a paint gun to blind the enemy car's rear view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gH1IBG_jI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zMt_Dm0XeBA/s1600-h/toyota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 88px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gH1IBG_jI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zMt_Dm0XeBA/s400/toyota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433601559689100850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This car has a security system that electrocutes intruders. Can be deactivated with fingerprint and voice control. Prevents police from entering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) There would be a cable cutting device that can be extended out. You never know when you might need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tear Gas sprayers is installed into the car and controlled by the car keys. It can be use when outside of the vehicle but unable to get close due to police/pursuers around the getaway car. Can also be used inside the vehicle to deter ppl from getting close to the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Caltrop looks like the picture shown below. It is released from the spoiler. Used to immobilise pursuing cars. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gLd6JuglI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZoWWrQe-pwY/s1600-h/caltrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gLd6JuglI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZoWWrQe-pwY/s200/caltrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433605558876668498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Its a blower, to blow money upwards to attract "kiasu" Singaporeans into picking them up. It'll cause a road block and a major jam. Effective method of escaping. However used only in desperate times because $20k worth of $50 notes will be used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Flash bang will be thrown upwards to blind the pursuer's vision temporary. Can store a maximum of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Oil can be released from a tank located at the bottom of the car to cause the pursuing cars to skid, slip, slide and suicide. 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href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-pursuit-getaway-car.html' title='Super Pursuit Getaway Car'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2gH02CMhvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/591UsGbCb2o/s72-c/car+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-4062972142265766248</id><published>2010-01-31T19:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:07:30.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>This is Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YT7BIvsvtFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YT7BIvsvtFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I composed this myself!&lt;br /&gt;I do accept comments.&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;I can learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;Is there something in this life&lt;br /&gt;That you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;where's destiny and fate&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, i see strangers and strange things&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for answers i couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I don't wana be me&lt;br /&gt;I just wana be somebody&lt;br /&gt;who talks without stuttering&lt;br /&gt;with full confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wana be me&lt;br /&gt;I just wana be somebody&lt;br /&gt;Whom people look up to&lt;br /&gt;With praises in their lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;But this is real in my life&lt;br /&gt;and i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;but i can't possibly change&lt;br /&gt;the only way is to accept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, i see strangers and strange things&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for answers i couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but be me&lt;br /&gt;i just can't be somebody&lt;br /&gt;who talks without stuttering&lt;br /&gt;with full confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but be me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't be somebody&lt;br /&gt;Whom people look up to&lt;br /&gt;With praises in their lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;There's something in me&lt;br /&gt;That i didn't know&lt;br /&gt;It pushes and guides me&lt;br /&gt;in every step i take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but be me&lt;br /&gt;I just have to be me&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but be me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be me&lt;br /&gt;I talk, and i stutter&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-4062972142265766248?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4062972142265766248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-3783948814317207584</id><published>2010-01-28T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:26:19.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>Wonder why Avatar didn't show this part.</title><content type='html'>"How the Na'vi have sex"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zXsuZJKMqw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/4zXsuZJKMqw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2ED_O-WukI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hItYWiuqxUI/s1600-h/da.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2ED_O-WukI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hItYWiuqxUI/s400/da.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431627010471803458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know about other bathroom&lt;br /&gt;But it seems my toiletries are overpopulating the scarce land beneath my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having one mirror doesn't seem to satisfy me, so i have the hand held mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 Gatsby moving rubber for different "seasons" of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;(1st season when i just cut my hair short,  2nd season when it grows longer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to floss my teeth everyday. (Keyword: "used to")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the Renewal Gel to remove the blackheads...&lt;br /&gt;(blackheads are disgusting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought that pimple cream at the start of last year and haven been using it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Had an outbreak of 4 huge pimples on my cheeks then... Been my nightmare everyday until they vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Charcoal Facial Set advertisement in Men's Health magazine and decided to try it.&lt;br /&gt;They claim that since an activated Charcoal as small as a pinhead, can absorb all the bacterial in a tennis court, so shall it be on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the T3 Apple Facial Foam belongs to me, i no longer use it, and it is currently being used by my cheapskate brother (just kidding) who prefers to use my unwanted stuff than to buy his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, i spend 5 mins washing my face, shaving, and brushing my teeth. I use a tongue scrapper too.&lt;br /&gt;Add another 10 mins of styling my hair into the desired "shape".&lt;br /&gt;That'll make at least 15 mins spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long do YOU spend doing all these stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Post on comments section. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-8995277552781566084?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8995277552781566084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=8995277552781566084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8995277552781566084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/8995277552781566084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-spend-at-least-15mins-infront-of.html' title='I spend at least 15mins infront of these b4 i go out'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S2ED_O-WukI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hItYWiuqxUI/s72-c/da.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7358234564933202531</id><published>2010-01-27T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:15:15.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>ouch, but the truth hurts</title><content type='html'>Good News!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All men have a six-pack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often it is hidden by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;layers of fat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7358234564933202531?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7358234564933202531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7358234564933202531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7358234564933202531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7358234564933202531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/ouch-but-truth-hurts.html' title='ouch, but the truth hurts'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-7611909659352636692</id><published>2010-01-26T11:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:34:02.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Health is a state of mind</title><content type='html'>Personally, I've encountered many of my friends who suffers from this health problem called worry.&lt;br /&gt;And i believe worry is pregnant in this modern day society where everyone worries about, what to eat, what to wear, their children, their partner, their friends, their problems (regardless of how small it is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could force feed my idea to them about worrying.&lt;br /&gt;When somebody is worried, he or she isn't exactly a very happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happiness is linked to health&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how to be a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;It is to think positive thoughts, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; positive thinking is possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is possible by making a conscious effort to think about positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Being optimistic helps.&lt;br /&gt;Faith plays a big part too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often i hear ppl saying "mati ah mati" which means die, die in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;"why am i so stupid"&lt;br /&gt;"wa i eat this kind of food sure get fat one"&lt;br /&gt;These are just examples i'm citing about negative comments made to their body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The body is a subconscious mind &lt;/span&gt;that work in the way of one's thinking and belief.&lt;br /&gt;So your thoughts and belief can control how healthy you want your body to be.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, most ppl do not think, belief and say about how healthy they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Your mind is located in every cell of your body&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; so be careful&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; your body is listening&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Forgiveness is vital&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl who are forgiving shows improved blood flow to the heart muscle and forgiveness greatly reduce bitterness, anger, hatred and fear.&lt;br /&gt;I admit i have been hurt before, and i have held on to that grudge for very long.&lt;br /&gt;I think about the hurt, and i "nurse" the hurt, causing the hurt to seem bigger and bigger until it completely eats me up in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So now when the hurt suddenly comes into my mind, i will stop "nursing" it by not thinking about it, not rehearsing the details in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i try to "change the topic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You are what you think&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you feel what you want&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We are always talking to ourselves&lt;/span&gt;, whether you know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;"Self talk" is how we explain events of our lives to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;And it is during these "self talks" that we bring in our thoughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Its the thoughts and emotions that shape our subconscious mind into belief.&lt;br /&gt;So during these "self talks" it is important we bring in positive thoughts and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;It is only possible through conscious effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Abraham Lincoln once said that&lt;/span&gt;:"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be&lt;/span&gt;.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thinking about biting a juicy&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; yellow lemon can make your mouth water&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is just a small example of how thoughts can create chemical changes in your body&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry affects circulation, the heart, the glands, the whole nervous system, and profoundly affects the health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the process you go through when you worry.&lt;br /&gt;In your mind you picture a negative end result.&lt;br /&gt;It takes no effort or willpower; you just dwell on it.&lt;br /&gt;And in a short time this negative end result appears very real to you and you generate the same emotions that you’d experience if it really happened.&lt;br /&gt;You experience the same fear, anxiety, or discouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you can take the same process you use to worry&lt;/span&gt;, change just one thing, and it can help you immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of imagining a negative end result, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;imagine a positive one&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This, too, takes very little effort or willpower.&lt;br /&gt;Just dwell on that positive end result and in no time at all you’ll be generating the emotions that are associated with that experience.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll feel great immediately as a result of something that is merely a thought in your mind.  You’ll feel joy, happiness, and self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, you’ll be setting up patterns in your mind for future positive experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Get into the habit of expecting good things to happen to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research has proved that when someone is thinking positive/happy thoughts, chemicals are secreted not only into the saliva, but also into many parts of the body and it increases white blood cells too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Positive thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, will cause the body to secrete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Positive Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a healthier body&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-7611909659352636692?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7611909659352636692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=7611909659352636692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7611909659352636692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/7611909659352636692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/health-is-state-of-mind.html' title='Health is a state of mind'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-2687015832231528189</id><published>2010-01-25T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:29:44.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>"Life is like a dick. Sometimes, it gets hard for no reason"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-2687015832231528189?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2687015832231528189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=2687015832231528189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2687015832231528189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/2687015832231528189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6277008291066131406</id><published>2010-01-24T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:11:44.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juice'/><title type='text'>If i had a billion dollars</title><content type='html'>- buy a yacht that comes with helicopter and a submarine. (cost:100million, non inclusive of fuel top ups, and upkeeps)&lt;br /&gt;  Intend to sail the seas with some friends. Visit many countries with it. (total cost:200million inclusive of upkeeps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buy many private housing around singapore, so can live in each house everyday for a fresh look. (total cost:150million inclusive of upkeeps, service charge and GST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- have 2 luxurious cars with 2 chauffeurs. (total cost:$10mil inclusive upkeeps and salaries, service charge n GST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 10 maid servants ($1million inclusive maid levy, taxes, service charge and GST) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- state of the art living environment in every house owned. ($10million inclusive renovation work, service charge, and GST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 private luxury jet ($20million including upkeeps)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Visit US president Obama and have a picture taken with him. ($5million for guest appearance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit a bearded terrorist leader at his hideout and have a picture taken. ($50million inclusive of bribery, insurance fees, protection from his terrorist grp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit Japan and see the porn industry... Suggest some new ideas to porn directors for their nxt filming (Free, the directors will love my idea so much they'll sponsor my whole trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spend 5 days out in the wild of Africa and live among the natives ($100k, money spent to improve natives' way of life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Set up charity organizations for the homeless children around the world. ($200million) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total amount to date: $746million spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Time spent with loved ones(priceless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me $746million dollars to figure out that having alot of money doesn't necessary brings happiness. Its the manner of how i'm spending it, and with whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if u must know what i would be doing with the rest of the money, i would invest and save... and maybe make another billion dollars, then i'll be making a new list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And if you realised... only things that are purchased in Singapore, includes tax, levy, service charge, GST.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6277008291066131406?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6277008291066131406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6277008291066131406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6277008291066131406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6277008291066131406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-had-billion-dollars.html' title='If i had a billion dollars'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-6570799453531028485</id><published>2010-01-24T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:51:34.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Tips to dress up for the vertically challenged men</title><content type='html'>According to a survey in 2003, Singaporean men have an average height of 1.706m.&lt;br /&gt;It is common to walk along the streets to find men dressing inappropriately to their height.&lt;br /&gt;Height has caused insecurity in most ppl and i admit i have been subject to such thoughts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However studies have shown that men who experienced early growth spurts but wound up short often perceived to be taller than they are. The reverse is also true: Men who become taller later on are often perceived shorter than they are, possibly cos they learned early to think themselves as short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence in order to help ppl build up their confidence level, i've compiled a list of Dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Maintain a good posture, a slouched stance will appear to make u look shorter as well as insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Short hair works best for shorter men. Long hair tends to hide the neck and shoulder, making the head n body look like one body part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wear fitting/slim clothing. Slim pants is a must at all times. If the stores don't carry matching sizes, proceed to a tailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Create vertical lines. To create an optical illusion of height. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Go monochrome. Smaller build ppl who don a similar colour from top to btm, the eye would automatically see a longer vertical length. Blending shoe, socks and trousers colour is also another great trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wear tops with details that pull the eye down vertically. V-necks, peaked lapels, and slim, diagonal-striped ties lengthens the torso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-6570799453531028485?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6570799453531028485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=6570799453531028485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6570799453531028485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/6570799453531028485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/tips-to-dress-up-for-vertically.html' title='Tips to dress up for the vertically challenged men'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242807496823396072.post-5218124016519043261</id><published>2010-01-23T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:40:12.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How littlenakedthings came about</title><content type='html'>I've a couple of blogs that i still update, though not regularly. However they're not attracting enough traffic as i hope it would.&lt;br /&gt;Hence i decided to do something about it and so happened that i saw a book zac has about blogging ideas and decided to borrow it home.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe what sort of strange thing that happened ever since i got hold of that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~While waiting for my parents at the bus stop, a stranger was tilting his head trying to glance at the back cover of the book. I noticed it and shifted my body to another direction. The stranger, not giving up, moved alittle to read it again. This time, he looked up and walked closer towards me and strike a conversation.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first time a total stranger engaged me in a conversation. To be honest, i was pretty uncomfortable with it. He shoot questions at me regarding blogging and i replied with caution. With all those news article i read about con artist and cheaters, i didn't want to reveal anything about me much just incase he happened to be one. And btw, i think he does look like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how littlenakedthings came about, was just an idea i thought of in the train. I wanted a blog name that is unique(nobody has taken this name), and yet brings forth a meaning.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to portray a certain truth, be it in a view, a story, an idea... unusual everyday events that happened to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242807496823396072-5218124016519043261?l=littlenakedthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5218124016519043261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242807496823396072&amp;postID=5218124016519043261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5218124016519043261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242807496823396072/posts/default/5218124016519043261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlenakedthings.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-littlenakedthings-came-about.html' title='How littlenakedthings came about'/><author><name>firstdegreebern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308355497324780496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p7EOtx5hSuk/S_NbOUSDCCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m3sVuPIAq3g/S220/me!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
