<?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-14883999</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:03:59.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a predicament</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-7290712205946811322</id><published>2009-04-20T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:22:24.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Licorice Jellybeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoIbzqBkbPw/Se1mAc_6ygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C4Qy3B5xTM/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoIbzqBkbPw/Se1mAc_6ygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C4Qy3B5xTM/s400/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327026092219484674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-7290712205946811322?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7290712205946811322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=7290712205946811322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/7290712205946811322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/7290712205946811322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2009/04/licorice-jellybeans.html' title='Licorice Jellybeans'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoIbzqBkbPw/Se1mAc_6ygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C4Qy3B5xTM/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-114202528814260618</id><published>2006-03-10T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:14:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A comment within a blog, as posted on Julianism</title><content type='html'>I am never good at leaving comments; when i do, they just sound ambiguous and somewhat cryptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have always been able to get what I want, without having to work much for it. I guess, in the eyes of many, I am a spoilt brat. But there are those times where you get snubbed, dejected, isolated. My first reaction to that is to get numb, bitter, angry. However, (after a long long long time) I have learnt not to be disappointed (or rather, not to stay disappointed) if I can't get what I aimed for. I just have to keep on trying. A friend once told me that she is trying to remember the feeling of being attached with someone. Making the special someone the centre of her sole existance (or at least that's what my somewhat exaggerated point of view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, which do you treasure more, the security behind the walls that you've built around yourself, or the adventure and thrill of seeking for that "soulmate". But then again, are you searching for an ideal, such that you are imposing your views on whatever that is imperfect? Or should it be the other way around, where you learn not to stay disappointed and start working on perfection rather than looking for one. After all happiness is not a destination, but a means of travel - you just have to keep on trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-114202528814260618?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114202528814260618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=114202528814260618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114202528814260618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114202528814260618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/comment-within-blog-as-posted-on.html' title='A comment within a blog, as posted on Julianism'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-114195781563918880</id><published>2006-03-09T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T18:30:15.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/Page_1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/400/Page_1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-114195781563918880?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114195781563918880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=114195781563918880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114195781563918880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114195781563918880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-114178040160829604</id><published>2006-03-07T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:13:21.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But what am i suppose to think of it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/Page_1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/400/Page_1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get along without you very well&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do&lt;br /&gt;Except when soft rains fall&lt;br /&gt;And drip from leaves&lt;br /&gt;Then I recall&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of being sheltered in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do&lt;br /&gt;But I get along without you very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten you just like I should&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have&lt;br /&gt;Except to hear your name&lt;br /&gt;Or someone's laugh that is the same&lt;br /&gt;But I've forgotten you just like I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a guy&lt;br /&gt;What a fool am I&lt;br /&gt;To think my breaking heart&lt;br /&gt;Could kid the moon&lt;br /&gt;What's in store&lt;br /&gt;Should I fall once more&lt;br /&gt;No, it's best that I stick to my tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get along without you very well&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do&lt;br /&gt;Except perhaps in Spring&lt;br /&gt;But I should never think of Spring&lt;br /&gt;For that would surely break my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in store&lt;br /&gt;Should I fall once more&lt;br /&gt;No, it's best that I stick to my tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get along without you very well&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do&lt;br /&gt;Except perhaps in Spring&lt;br /&gt;But I should never think of Spring&lt;br /&gt;For that would surely break my heart in two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-114178040160829604?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114178040160829604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=114178040160829604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114178040160829604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114178040160829604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/but-what-am-i-suppose-to-think-of-it.html' title='But what am i suppose to think of it?'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-114114324599945858</id><published>2006-02-28T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:14:06.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The police</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/320/Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-114114324599945858?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114114324599945858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=114114324599945858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114114324599945858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/114114324599945858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/police.html' title='The police'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-113911749058614013</id><published>2006-02-04T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T21:31:30.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you?</title><content type='html'>Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-113911749058614013?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113911749058614013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=113911749058614013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/113911749058614013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/113911749058614013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-are-you.html' title='Where are you?'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112844243385760832</id><published>2005-10-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:13:53.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>My wife she tells me, Hey i've som enews for me.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor tells me.... I am way overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till i tell her,&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend is too...&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/14883999-112844243385760832?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112844243385760832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112844243385760832' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112844243385760832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112844243385760832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112773178850044778</id><published>2005-09-26T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T03:49:48.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the sneaky twin please stand up?</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it. The sneky twin has been going out with the girl for over a year now. WHOA. Congrats dude. Glad you found happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112773178850044778?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112773178850044778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112773178850044778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112773178850044778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112773178850044778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/will-sneaky-twin-please-stand-up.html' title='Will the sneaky twin please stand up?'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112763625866867764</id><published>2005-09-25T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:17:38.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was taking to these rushian folks. Sasha and Pasha, also known as Alex and Paul, even though Paul thinks that you should never ask someone for his "translated name" as a name cannot be translated. So you can't go to Pedro and call him Peter, even though it is inherently the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was taking about how Russian girls are hot and they were swooning about Singaporean girls( Hah) and one thing led to another and soon we were on the topic of redlight districts and transvestites. So i suggested that if they were really bored they should try going to Geylang and Orchard Towers. And Pasha looks at me with this serious face. "Is it safe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that our definition of trying was different. I was just refering to "try going there to have a look" not "try having a fuck" Nonetheless he was amused when i told him that there were Russian girls in Geylang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the time I was conversing with one of my dad's business associates from Denmark, and he was asked me what interesting things there are to do in Singapore....at night. I suggested that he tried the Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i told my dad, he said i was dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112763625866867764?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112763625866867764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112763625866867764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112763625866867764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112763625866867764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/was-taking-to-these-rushian-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112732246562720830</id><published>2005-09-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T10:07:45.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream On</title><content type='html'>I was getting a foot massage from a girl when Jie En walked into my room. I told her that girls must be submissive. And i was trying to paint a picture of Man sitting in the midst of many women, being served like a king - with girls carrying grapes, a big palm branch etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie En looks at me and says : Dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112732246562720830?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112732246562720830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112732246562720830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112732246562720830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112732246562720830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/dream-on.html' title='Dream On'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112726548825271090</id><published>2005-09-20T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:18:08.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do the world a favor</title><content type='html'>let's do the world a favor. buy scanteak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112726548825271090?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112726548825271090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112726548825271090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112726548825271090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112726548825271090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-do-world-favor.html' title='Let&apos;s do the world a favor'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112722631240517558</id><published>2005-09-20T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:25:12.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying in coins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/image_000981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/320/image_000981.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You get great satisfaction when you pay 63 dollars of gas...in coins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112722631240517558?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112722631240517558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112722631240517558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112722631240517558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112722631240517558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/paying-in-coins_20.html' title='Paying in coins'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112710431957417696</id><published>2005-09-18T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:31:59.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>icecreamscoopsthesizeofyourboobs</title><content type='html'>I wonder what goes on in the mind of a girl who thinks that the ice cream scoops are the size of her boobs. Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112710431957417696?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112710431957417696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112710431957417696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112710431957417696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112710431957417696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/icecreamscoopsthesizeofyourboobs.html' title='icecreamscoopsthesizeofyourboobs'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112705946243978654</id><published>2005-09-18T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T09:13:03.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buena Vista: Wrong type of attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/KICX21562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/320/KICX21562.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to look all manly. To be hones, I wanted some attention... and in the end the only I got was from a guy who was carrying a prada bag...and perhaps his male companion... Ah well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112705946243978654?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112705946243978654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112705946243978654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112705946243978654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112705946243978654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/buena-vista-wrong-type-of-attention.html' title='Buena Vista: Wrong type of attention'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112640355626511656</id><published>2005-09-10T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:52:36.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird dream</title><content type='html'>Had a weird dream. It was in words. Not graphics, just words. It said that I should not think my resources first, then decide what i can get. I should think about what I want to get first, before trying to plan to increase my resources. Does this make any sense to anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112640355626511656?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112640355626511656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112640355626511656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112640355626511656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112640355626511656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/weird-dream.html' title='Weird dream'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112604099318272592</id><published>2005-09-06T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:09:53.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tinaga was saying that if she were the president, then she would make everyday her birthday and declare everyday a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian: You will be voted out of office cause the country will lose it's productivity. Then you'll be in trouble cause everyone won't like you cause you make them lose their jobs and make them poor....*BORING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie En: That's scary, you know. If it is your birthday everyday, then you'll become old very quickly. Can you imagine? It only takes 21days to become an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am silenced by the wisdom of an 11 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112604099318272592?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112604099318272592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112604099318272592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112604099318272592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112604099318272592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/09/tinaga-was-saying-that-if-she-were.html' title=''/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112311663682966602</id><published>2005-08-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:50:36.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Storm</title><content type='html'>MOOD ANALYSIS TEST RESULTS&lt;br /&gt;Your colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the time you are preoccupied with things of an intensely exciting nature. You need stimulation and variation with all matters pertaining to your life. You want to be regarded as an exciting and interesting personality being able to charm and influence others. You use powerful strategies with predictable outcomes so as to avoid endangering your chances of success or undermining other people's confidence in you.&lt;br /&gt;The way things are you are under considerable stress and you feel that there is little hope of matters righting themselves. Everyone about you seems to aggravate the problem even more. You feel that at this time you need to be alone and you are right - move back and give yourself a chance to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing that you yourself believe that old 'adage' that you are a misunderstood person - and you feel that because of this you are being left out in the cold. It is because of this lack of believed understanding that you feel the need to conform to society in general - but this situation leaves you 'cold' knowing that you are not appreciated for your true self. Any relationship that you are developing at this time does not seem to involve any true emotional commitment, you seem to be just playing along.&lt;br /&gt;You pretend that you are a carefree individual and that nothing really bothers you - that you are so self-sufficient that whatever problems beset you they simply flow off you as water flows off a ducks back. You are experiencing considerable stress, trying to conceal yourself from the rest of the world. In actual fact - deep down, you are not at all happy. You feel lonely and you need someone with whom you can 'Let your hair down' and share your hopes, dreams and high standards. You are imposing unnecessary self restraint on yourself. You would like to demonstrate the unique quality of your character to all and sundry.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong and you are now quite convinced that there is little point of formulating new objectives and it is this belief that has resulted in the stress and anxiety. You would like to be able to communicate with other people who think as you do. At this time there seems to be no one on the horizon nor is there any prospect of meeting anyone in the immediate future. But it must be said that you are really a 'trier' and indications are that you will, as indeed you have in the past, 'bounce back'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112311663682966602?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112311663682966602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112311663682966602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112311663682966602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112311663682966602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-storm.html' title='After the Storm'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112290145444540412</id><published>2005-08-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T06:04:14.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOOD ANALYSIS TEST RESULTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because it would seem that you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion at this time which could possibly take effect and lead to irrational behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are feeling very disillusioned at this time and you feel that you are being left out of things. You know - or you think you know - what you want, but you seem unable to exert the effort to achieve your objectives. As a consequence, you are feeling left out and neglected. You would like to be afforded greater security and fewer problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel that you deserve far more than is being attributed to you, but there is no-one to whom you can turn to for sympathy and understanding. Your pent-up emotions and inherent egocentricity make you quick to take offence, but as matters stand you realize that you will have to make the best of things as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stress and anxiety are a result of an emotional disappointment. It could well be that the emotional relationship is no longer running smoothly and you have come to the end of your tether. On the one hand you would like to free yourself from this relationship altogether, yet on the other hand, you don't want to lose anything nor risk the uncertainty of throwing away something - something that's precious, something that could be the 'Real Thing'. Perhaps for the first time in your life you really don't know which way to go and it is these contradictory emotions that are causing you the untold stress. You are pretending to the world that you don't care but even this air of pretence is causing you much heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time you don't particularly like yourself. Everything that you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong. This makes you feel that there is no point in trying to start again. Apart from being stressed and tense, you are angry with yourself and have un-admitted self-contempt. Your refusal to admit that you and you alone is the basic cause of your problems leads to you adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude. If you take stock of yourself, smile a little and let go, everything will turn out OK. Have you not heard of the cliché 'smile and the world smiles with you - cry and you cry alone!'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the test again now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112290145444540412?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112290145444540412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112290145444540412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112290145444540412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112290145444540412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/08/mood-analysis-test-results-your-colors.html' title=''/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112287031660516845</id><published>2005-07-31T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:25:16.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of the yong tau fu without bee hoon</title><content type='html'>I looked around....but i could not find any healthy food. Ended up eating....vegetairan hokkien mee. What the hell, it cost me 60 cents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112287031660516845?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112287031660516845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112287031660516845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112287031660516845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112287031660516845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-search-of-yong-tau-fu-without-bee.html' title='In Search of the yong tau fu without bee hoon'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112252023804827999</id><published>2005-07-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:10:38.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First official entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/1600/msia%20112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5561/1361/320/msia%20112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause for these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112252023804827999?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112252023804827999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112252023804827999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112252023804827999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112252023804827999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-official-entry.html' title='First official entry'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14883999.post-112252001483232336</id><published>2005-07-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:06:54.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just cause everyone asks</title><content type='html'>Well, before this, it was julianism. So why the switch? I guess i want to start anew. So here goes. Do post messages!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14883999-112252001483232336?l=zipguntiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112252001483232336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14883999&amp;postID=112252001483232336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112252001483232336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14883999/posts/default/112252001483232336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zipguntiger.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-cause-everyone-asks.html' title='Just cause everyone asks'/><author><name>ZipgunTiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10591868503753816083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
