<?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-6249215</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:04:28.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Peace</title><subtitle type='html'>This is Volume 1 of my autobiography-in-progress.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108635192840414036</id><published>2004-06-04T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:18:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving along...</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to my new blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108635192840414036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108635192840414036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108635192840414036' title='Moving along...'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108616182916523854</id><published>2004-06-02T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T15:37:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-reflection</title><summary type='text'>I've been in deep thought and doing more self-reflection for about a month now. Sometimes I wonder why until now I still don't feel settled. I try to put a finger on what my real purpose in life is.And I think I've found it.My goal in life is freedom, pure and simple. And my purpose is family. My family now and my own family in future. I've realized that all through the years these have never</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108616182916523854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108616182916523854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108616182916523854' title='Self-reflection'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108609423941679815</id><published>2004-06-01T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:50:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta Fasta!</title><summary type='text'>I met my old army friend Mike today. We had a few beers, played some pool and cards with some other people at the pub. Over there, I also met one of my old schoolmates from Nanyang Polytechnic, Eugene. What a small world this is. Eugene just finished his NS service last month and Mike is an army regular.I went home right after and made spaghetti bolognaise for everyone. It doesn't take a genius</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108609423941679815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108609423941679815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609423941679815' title='Pasta Fasta!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108598631956948325</id><published>2004-05-31T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:55:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Shiny Day</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was one of the best days I had for a long time as far as I'm concerned.The day started off slowly but gained momentum as the minutes go by. My Sis Liana came over to visit right after we finished cleaning the house. It's always guaranteed to be fun even if she's not in top form whenever she's around. She requested nasi lemak after drooling over the pics Sis Lilies put on her blog last</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108598631956948325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108598631956948325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108598631956948325' title='Sun Shiny Day'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108582328404060284</id><published>2004-05-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T17:34:44.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash Cow</title><summary type='text'>So here are the things I wanna go in and explore further within the next few years.1. Real Estate2. Network Marketing3. StocksI've concluded that my finance is in a mess right now and it's time to set the foundation to put things right. To do that, I must systematically remove my present liabilities and refrain from incurring new ones in the future.I like the mantra of setting up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108582328404060284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108582328404060284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108582328404060284' title='Cash Cow'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108563291517063388</id><published>2004-05-27T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T12:43:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother is a Ghost!</title><summary type='text'>I reached home at about 2300 last night. As I walked past my brother Libis' room to get to my room to put my stuff before heading to the kitchen to have my dinner, I noticed the light was on and felt the cool air from the aircon from the gap at the bottom of the door. I thought my brother was at home.As I was fixing my dinner, Lilies shouted to tell me that Libis hasn't eaten so I thought he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108563291517063388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108563291517063388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108563291517063388' title='My Brother is a Ghost!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108548011868281166</id><published>2004-05-25T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:15:18.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookoo Cookoo</title><summary type='text'>Ok I was rusty. I consider myself a better cook than the average guy in the street. I helped my Sis Lilies cook nasi lemak. It wasn't so bad. She did the most work. I'm just happy I didn't destroy the whole thing.Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108548011868281166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108548011868281166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108548011868281166' title='Cookoo Cookoo'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108536981609059784</id><published>2004-05-24T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T13:44:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutty Girl!</title><summary type='text'>Can animals go looney?I was cleaning Chi Chi and Cha Cha, our hamster's cage so I had to temporarily place them in a bucket so they wouldn't run.All of a sudden they went completely berserk and had a go at each other like they really meant to kill. Clawing and biting, furs flying.This has been going on for a while now but I thought they were just playing but I panicked when I saw Cha Cha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108536981609059784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108536981609059784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108536981609059784' title='Nutty Girl!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108520781376604320</id><published>2004-05-22T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T14:39:05.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand Up</title><summary type='text'>I've already decided a week ago what I wanted to do in my life but for that to work out, I need to have a small sum of money to start out. The bad news is that I don't have that kinda money. The thing they said about being broke is that it's only temporary. Being poor is for life.My short term plan for the next 3 months or so is to set aside that sum of money so that I can put into the business</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108520781376604320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108520781376604320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108520781376604320' title='Hand Up'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108502173149155666</id><published>2004-05-20T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T10:55:31.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay. Eat. Forward.</title><summary type='text'>It's been a challenge trying to venture out on my own. I've decided what I wanted to do a while ago and to be practical, I don't have the means to start doing it at this time. I'm thinking of ways to work around this.Wang has been trying play Ol' Wise One to me for the past week. To be frank, whatever he's tried to teach me, I've already learnt from my past experience in Business School, life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108502173149155666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108502173149155666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108502173149155666' title='Pay. Eat. Forward.'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108460093510179911</id><published>2004-05-15T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T14:02:15.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These abled people</title><summary type='text'>So I got the chance to meet some Hearing Impaired(HI) associates over a few occasions these past couple of weeks and I realized that they're no different than us able bodied people. Those that I've met have shown me how enthusiastic they are in trying to achieve their dreams and goals. Yes, they do have aspirations and they're willing to go for it despite their lacking not like some people I know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108460093510179911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108460093510179911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108460093510179911' title='These abled people'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108444951464414491</id><published>2004-05-13T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T14:08:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger Reward = Bigger Challenges</title><summary type='text'>I received an email from someone I truly love and care about who was in a way questioning the step I'm taking now. Below is my response.Hello how is it going?I want to make it clear that I do understand where xxx is coming from. Her intention is good or else she wouldn't have been worried for us all.Perhaps I haven't shared with her enough or perhaps she misunderstands my intentions, both </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108444951464414491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108444951464414491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108444951464414491' title='Bigger Reward = Bigger Challenges'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108428147413758004</id><published>2004-05-11T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T10:39:32.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob the Builder</title><summary type='text'>How are you today?I feel excellent!I've been attending Bob Proctor's Goal Achievers Program seminar for the last couple of days besides the few I've attended last week.This one has to be the most powerful of all...and I only paid 90 bucks for it! My friend helped signed me in at a special rate.What did I learn in there? I'll not do justice to the program if I was to state everything down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108428147413758004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108428147413758004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428147413758004' title='Bob the Builder'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108374026405720639</id><published>2004-05-05T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:02:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apartment and I</title><summary type='text'>I stayed over at Saiful's place in Yishun last night. Since I'm moving in with him soon I just wanted to see the state of the place and what needs to be done once I move in.The place has potential to be beautiful for sure but right now a lotta work needs to be done. Of course I wouldn't just start doing up the place without both his mom and his permission though. He lives there alone but his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108374026405720639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108374026405720639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108374026405720639' title='The Apartment and I'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108359437932547674</id><published>2004-05-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T22:32:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break a Leg</title><summary type='text'>Nothing much happened today except that I met up with a couple of prospective business acquaintances at 1400. This is just one option out of the 5 or 6 ideas that I have right now. Even if I get involved in this one, it's gonna be more like a sideline or a backup thing for me.I'm going to meet up with a consultant tomorrow to discuss mainly on startup financing for me as well as for me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108359437932547674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108359437932547674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108359437932547674' title='Break a Leg'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108347317503619919</id><published>2004-05-02T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:51:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Fat Lady Sings...I Hope</title><summary type='text'>Yes it's tough but I'm happy for tha fact that everyone involved stuck together hence we managed to spread the workload around.News in brief.Lilies came out of her hole and returned home to pick Heidi up to bring her shopping. Jennifer has since sent Heidi back to us.I was about to leave the house to get some groceries when Lilies took me aback by appearing at the door. I didn't know what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108347317503619919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108347317503619919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108347317503619919' title='And the Fat Lady Sings...I Hope'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108338432151780985</id><published>2004-05-01T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T12:11:19.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>57635 hit combo</title><summary type='text'>What did I say I was gonna do yesterday? Most of it didn't turn out that way anyway.Instead I spent the afternoon talking to Wang, Liana and Jelte over pool and some beer at East Coast. We were talking about Wang's marital matters.A couple of hours later, Lilies and Heidi (their kid) turned up, Wang disappeared and us 3 had to entertain the 2 of them next. We ate at McDonald's before going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108338432151780985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108338432151780985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108338432151780985' title='57635 hit combo'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108329206568040349</id><published>2004-04-30T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T10:33:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shot in the Dark</title><summary type='text'>Today's my 1st day of being unemployed again.My repertoire today starts with meeting up my eldest stepbrother EZ at 1330 to talk about the problems he's facing with his daughter, my niece Mira, then I'll be down to meet up with Yumei to order my new PC as I've since returned Wang's PC, probably shop for some shirts and a pair of pants or 2 after that before going to the business seminar at 1900</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108329206568040349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108329206568040349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108329206568040349' title='A Shot in the Dark'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108272303539028457</id><published>2004-04-23T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T15:48:20.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To hop or to hope</title><summary type='text'>Jimmy, the new logistics executive who replaces Bob The Amazing has asked to have a chat with me before I leave. He's seriously hoping that I'd stay. I don't know what he has in mind but I'll listen to what he has to say tomorrow at lunch after work. The thing is, out of the 3 man team, 2 of us are leaving by the end of the next work week but Jimmy has only asked me to stay. It must be worth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108272303539028457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108272303539028457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108272303539028457' title='To hop or to hope'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108263794405241228</id><published>2004-04-22T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T15:48:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the big idea?</title><summary type='text'>I couldn't help but post something here again. For all the bells and whistles, once again my Perth trip is not meant to be. According to my school schedule, my course was supposed to commence again in July but I was told this evening that it's gonna be accelerated and hence it will now re-commence on May the 4th.I don't know whether to be sad or excited.At work, I've been asked to change my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108263794405241228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108263794405241228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108263794405241228' title='What&apos;s the big idea?'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108212912425567819</id><published>2004-04-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T07:02:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours Truly, L</title><summary type='text'>I finished serving my NS in the army in June 2003. At almost 24 I had nothing to show and nothing to fall back on to start life on a new note. During my army days, I've managed to save about $2000. I had planned to take myself and my mom to Perth for a short vacation. For me, it was to be a well-deserved reward for having survived the duties associated with being a sergeant at one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108212912425567819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108212912425567819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108212912425567819' title='Yours Truly, L'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108203876650798056</id><published>2004-04-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T22:27:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Southward Bound</title><summary type='text'>Once again Mr Loobz has shot his exam paper down to hell. This time it's the International Transportation module. I reckon I'd gotten 70% of the question correct and that's really being humble. This module is a little tougher for me since I joined the classes only on the 3rd week since it commenced. It doesn't help that there are jargons in there which I would only associate with aliens.Enough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108203876650798056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108203876650798056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203876650798056' title='Southward Bound'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108194803525876159</id><published>2004-04-14T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T21:11:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with kangaroos</title><summary type='text'>All things permitting, I'll be heading downunder for a sabbatical next month. I don't know for how long but I feel that I owe myself a break before I spontaneously combust. I've been wanting to go to Perth for 12 years. Nearly went there last year after my NS in June but things happening within my family held me back. Things are still happening like an overplayed soap opera now but this time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108194803525876159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108194803525876159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108194803525876159' title='Dancing with kangaroos'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108186968625860097</id><published>2004-04-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:25:21.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy peasy</title><summary type='text'>I don't wanna sound cocky but I breezed through my Warehouse Management module exam paper just now. My gut feeling says I could've got 80% of the questions right. All the hours after work I go to school, all those hours after I work I hit my books at home instead of hanging out, all those burnt Sundays, all those cramping-notes-into-my-head sessions... . Ha ha! I sound like I've just gotten my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108186968625860097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108186968625860097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186968625860097' title='Easy peasy'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108178200567078588</id><published>2004-04-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T23:04:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold your fire</title><summary type='text'>I've been a bad boy...bad. In a snap, I made a decision to not go to work this morning and called in sick. Well, the bug going around has not really missed me but what made me decide to do just that this morning was because I felt unmotivated to go to work. 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I've been switching between my exam revision, the Internet and my latest acquisition...my one and only all time favourite, the Championship  Manager 03/04 which is a strategy soccer computer game. Basically, I put myself in the hot seat of the manager of an existing soccer team say, Real Madrid, ya know the team Beckham plays</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108166966310821329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108166966310821329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108166966310821329' title='Challenged'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108150827675089379</id><published>2004-04-09T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T19:01:45.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's the word</title><summary type='text'>I appreciate my mom coming to stay over for the weekend and all but she's interrupting my train of thought. She keeps coming in and out of my room to do her mommy routine. Ya know, "Have you eaten?", "You shouldn't spend so much time at the computer..." and all the you're-still-my-little-boy things.Like I said, I appreciate her coming but I need to hit my books and when I'm doing something, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108150827675089379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108150827675089379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108150827675089379' title='Mom&apos;s the word'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108134045264065171</id><published>2004-04-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T20:24:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not chirpy</title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling lethargic lately. I can pretty shut my system down any time. I just have to shut my eyes for a few seconds.Have I mentioned that I've had a couple of indecent proposals for the past couple of weeks. Very tempting but I've turned them down. I'm not that sort of guy. 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Just occured to me my 2 project submittals and exams are all next week. I'm dead meat!Phoenix Inc. 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I'm being too much of young man in a hurry but all I am doing is to go against the grain.The moment that triggered me to realize this was when Sharon (MNGZARA) asked me to join her and other friends from M4M for a night out. I so wanted to go since I have been cooped up for so long but I said no I wasn't going.Although it's quite valid,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108109065525903348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108109065525903348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108109065525903348' title='Yin and Yang'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108099909417710139</id><published>2004-04-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T21:40:02.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my cards</title><summary type='text'>I've been pondering as to whether to write this for a week and I guess the best way to deal with it is to try to be straight up with it the best way I can.I feel so sorry for myself that I feel like apologizing. I've come to the point where I think I might be depressed.I know where I stand. I know where I wanna be but I feel that at this moment I'm still near the starting line but not on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108099909417710139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108099909417710139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108099909417710139' title='Here&apos;s my cards'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108066050919743324</id><published>2004-03-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T23:32:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire fly</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys. Please have a look at the Phoenix Inc. message board I just created and help me spread the word around. I don't earn anything from it. 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I'm not looking for sympathy but this is just the way it is. 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I just reached work this morning when Lilies text me to say that my brother got beaten up. So I was worried the whole time at work although I didn't show it. I decided to leave when the rest came back from lunch. I just wanna check up on him and hear what happened.Here's an update to follow up.My brother, Libis was in a pub with 2 friends when 7 other guys pounced on the 2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108020173596366575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108020173596366575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108020173596366575' title='Ain&apos;t heavy'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108013570785168238</id><published>2004-03-24T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T21:45:41.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino(will)SOAR(???)</title><summary type='text'>I got my payslip. That's the good news. The bad news is that Captain Bob The Amazing forgot, yeap, forgot to submit my OT claim sheet to the Accounts Department. And yeah, he tried to push the blame back at me but I was having none of that crap.I wasn't really mad. Don't wanna cry over spilt milk. At least I'm still getting it at the end of next month.What I'm increasingly concerned and at a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108013570785168238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108013570785168238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108013570785168238' title='Dino(will)SOAR(???)'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-108005534993569391</id><published>2004-03-23T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T06:54:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woosh!</title><summary type='text'>There were only 7 students who attended class this evening. Must be the sudden heavy downpour pouring down the absentees' spirit for learning. In fact attendance has been declining week by week.Every class is important. There is always something to learn if one bothers to listen. Nevertheless, I emailed all the students from my class about what went on and what's coming up with regards to the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108005534993569391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/108005534993569391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108005534993569391' title='Woosh!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107996369852773005</id><published>2004-03-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T22:44:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart on Sleeve</title><summary type='text'>So sad, so sad...such a sad, sad situation. Had to return my No.1 uniform back to my unit today. It was my pride and joy. I still keep knick knacks from my army service and that was the biggest thing I had. Not everyone gets to wear it. It's reserved only for the best battalions on National Day. Mine was. We created history for ourselves. That's the 1st time we ever won anything and we toppled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107996369852773005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107996369852773005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107996369852773005' title='Heart on Sleeve'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107986475851591633</id><published>2004-03-21T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T18:29:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangle No More</title><summary type='text'>Wang has just fixed a wireless router in my room for my PC. He also helped rearrange the wiring of my "workstation" coz it was messy before this. Well it's still messy now but it's more sightly.Ok ok. I can hear you asking why fix a wireless router for a PC (???). I don't know. I just let Wang decide these things but it does make my room future proof. Or the whole house for that matter... . </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107986475851591633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107986475851591633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107986475851591633' title='Tangle No More'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107970993752654342</id><published>2004-03-19T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T23:32:24.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy News Network</title><summary type='text'>I was wondering if I should start a new news network that only reports happy news. The news in the media nowadays seem to get worse.Top news that stuck to my mind today1. One of 3 of the runaway robbers in Tekong has been found as of 1830hrs.Question is, how in the whole wide world of sports did they manage to elude 2 countries' authorities to land in Tekong, a military island in the 1st </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107970993752654342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107970993752654342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107970993752654342' title='Happy News Network'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107961394341347693</id><published>2004-03-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T20:49:02.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Loobz!</title><summary type='text'>I think today was my best performance at work. In my heart, I'm giving my best shot but in my mind I tell myself to take it easy. Work isn't the only thing I think about these days so I've really gotta chill.I may not have a dream job, but at least I know where the money's gonna come from to pay my bills at the end of the month. I should be thankful.Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107961394341347693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107961394341347693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107961394341347693' title='Viva La Loobz!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107952829716625430</id><published>2004-03-17T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T21:01:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma Mia!</title><summary type='text'>I'm writing this with tears welling in my eyes.My mom came over to my place as I was at work just now and cooked a meal fit for a king. Then she left.She still cares for me. I should be thankful.Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107952829716625430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107952829716625430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107952829716625430' title='Momma Mia!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107944838210731897</id><published>2004-03-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T22:50:00.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slice of Life</title><summary type='text'>So I went to class just now and brought up the subject of the evil school project to the lecturer. All my classmates were as clueless as I was and I thought I'd done everyone a favour by doing that. And yeah, the good news is that it's all clear now for everyone. The bad news is that all the things I've worked on so far go down the trash can. Ha ha. Better now than later huh? I should be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107944838210731897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107944838210731897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107944838210731897' title='Slice of Life'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107935868873907903</id><published>2004-03-15T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T22:43:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Cake</title><summary type='text'>Whew I'm so full now I can barely think of anything else but be a right slob. Too bad I still gotta work on my school project.My household just ordered some pizza and fried chicken and we just swallowed them all down. No mercy. I'm not surprised if I gotta see the doc tomorrow. I am already feeling a little sick from a weekend of bingeing on chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate.Then again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107935868873907903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107935868873907903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107935868873907903' title='Pizza Cake'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107926996603287526</id><published>2004-03-14T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:17:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mick O' Mouse</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I've just spent 7 hours on the comp typing out my school project and I still don't have enough words in. Dang. I only managed 600 odd words and I need 1500. Where in the world am I gonna get the other 900...?Ok ok so I didn't really spend 7 hours on the comp typing out my project... I did have a few sneaks at TR's blog to see if she's updated it on her Disneyland Tokyo adventure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107926996603287526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107926996603287526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107926996603287526' title='Mick O&apos; Mouse'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107917985749588141</id><published>2004-03-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T21:46:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, ride...</title><summary type='text'>Whoa I've just finished helping Wang fix the washing machine. Big deal coz I can't even knock a nail into the wall without the thing bouncing off or hitting my thumb. The machine has been causing power trips in the house for a week. Hopefully it works now. I'm test running it with my laundry as I write.I've been ranting about my work for about a week or so now. I have to let it go somewhere. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107917985749588141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107917985749588141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107917985749588141' title='Yeah, ride...'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107909360734773680</id><published>2004-03-12T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T06:09:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Me Loudly</title><summary type='text'>I got screamed at again by Miss Perpetually PMS at work. I think she's cheesed that I can still remain so calm after each time she screams at me. She makes a big deal of every single thing. It feels like I'm being singled out.I accept that I do make mistakes at work but she always makes a big brou-ha-ha of them. I certainly don't start my day thinking of making life difficult for everyone, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107909360734773680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107909360734773680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107909360734773680' title='Killing Me Loudly'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107901821547276207</id><published>2004-03-11T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T06:28:24.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap! Snap! Byte!</title><summary type='text'>Top of my wishlist now is a digital camera. I'm the sort of guy who likes to snap away whenever I feel inspired by something I see. Something normal-looking to someone else would be interesting to me.For instance, back in the army, while most of my men are sleeping at every given opportunity during training, I'd be wide awake admiring the beauty of the surrounding. An unusual-looking spider </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107901821547276207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107901821547276207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107901821547276207' title='Snap! Snap! Byte!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107892351800443254</id><published>2004-03-10T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T05:58:28.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Bump</title><summary type='text'>Things were a little better at work today. Bob, the senior exec, the small boss wasn't around the whole day to bug me and Kino, the big boss was only around at the 2nd half of the day.I was quite impressed with how I managed to hold my own. The 3 man team was short of the most experienced among us, Ray, when he had to go attend to another job interview after lunch.That's when the party </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107892351800443254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107892351800443254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107892351800443254' title='Small Bump'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107884861153604394</id><published>2004-03-10T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T00:13:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Heart</title><summary type='text'>Sigh...about work, let me put it this way. I don't wanna argue with idiots. It can be quite draining for the soul to have to deal with people who don't admit that they're wrong and then push the fault to you.I don't wanna go into detail on this coz it's not nice dragging other people down any more than I already have but if you think you know what I mean and have a word or 2 of advice, please </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107884861153604394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107884861153604394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107884861153604394' title='Heavy Heart'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107875982416833864</id><published>2004-03-08T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T06:22:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded</title><summary type='text'>Bad day at work.I was gonna write about it but couldn't collect my thoughts. I'm just trying to forget the whole thing. I'm more interested about my schoolwork.!UPDATE! -  It's 550 am. I'm already up but I really don't feel like going to *work.*work: a place where fish balls conglomerateEdit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107875982416833864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107875982416833864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107875982416833864' title='Flooded'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107865225686032554</id><published>2004-03-07T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T18:51:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mate in Heaven</title><summary type='text'>Nothing spectacular happened yesterday but I was glad to see some other old schoolmates from Nanyang Polytechnic at Cindee's (the birthday gal) place. I've disappeared into oblivion ever since I left school prematurely in 2000 and only kept in touch with Cindee.I made the trip to the Careers 2004 exhibition at Suntec City before going to her place. It was a disappointing trip. I somehow managed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107865225686032554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107865225686032554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107865225686032554' title='Mate in Heaven'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107850288957323005</id><published>2004-03-05T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T05:55:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Larky Me</title><summary type='text'>So I'll be having dinner at an old gal pal's place tomorrow. I haven't met her for the longest time. I always miss having her around. She's so different.It's her birthday but I told her I wasn't going to her party at Zouk. I said I'm not into those scene anymore. That's when she cannon-balled me a barrage of ammo citing this and that...which were of course ehem, true to the least. I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107850288957323005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107850288957323005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107850288957323005' title='Larky Me'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107840940373391878</id><published>2004-03-04T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:16:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Diss!</title><summary type='text'>Just to diss Trisha Ratna (who came up with a new, amazing blog by the way), tonight I wanna talk about techie stuff.It's blank...I know. *chuckle*Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107840940373391878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107840940373391878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107840940373391878' title='Tech Diss!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107832247651699118</id><published>2004-03-03T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T22:05:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menlo schmenlo...</title><summary type='text'>I've been having sleepless nights of late. Oh don't worry. It's not the usual due-to-stress sort of insomnia. It's sort of a pleasant one. I can't even sleep on my bus rides anymore. I just keep thinking so much about this thing in my head and heart right now. It's giving me a new aim in life so to speak.On another note, I've decided to be thick-skinned and turn to my employers to financially </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107832247651699118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107832247651699118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107832247651699118' title='Menlo schmenlo...'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107824646105155683</id><published>2004-03-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T05:56:18.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ee-yore</title><summary type='text'>Is it just me or do things really suck at every other workplace too? Ok Mel, you're excused from answering this. *teehee*I still think I should hang on to this job at Menlo. To others I'm just a lowly contract-based warehouse dude, but to me I'm a lowly contract-based warehouse dude working in potentially the Biggest Daddy too. There's plenty of room here for someone of my undying ambition.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107824646105155683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107824646105155683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107824646105155683' title='Ee-yore'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107815698221989174</id><published>2004-03-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T00:22:51.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trumpet player *cheesy grin*</title><summary type='text'>A couple of people from my favourite online forum (bootlicker alert!) were asking for advice and input on what educational courses to take.I don't know much but after having done my own research to finally decide on the logistics-based course that I'm taking now, I feel obliged to share my every bit of knowledge and I'm glad to assist them.Why logistics of all things? 1. I'm an organized </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107815698221989174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107815698221989174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107815698221989174' title='Trumpet player *cheesy grin*'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107797378210650364</id><published>2004-02-28T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T21:12:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver square</title><summary type='text'>Hey I just got myself a 14 inch TV for my room! Yay!I actually had to call my brother to help me fix this thing. 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It was pure torture to be on the operating table at the clinic but thankfully the doc was superb. It was a 10 minute job. I got injected at 5 places around my toe and it still hurt when he was pulling it out but I told myself it was gonna be worth it and it is. I'm so happy now I wanna kiss everyone.I went on a mini shopping spree after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107781487783179413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107781487783179413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107781487783179413' title='Bless my toe'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107771619204884800</id><published>2004-02-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T21:40:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happynews.com</title><summary type='text'>I'll be on leave from work tomorrow. I just got this list of company-assigned clinics from my supervisor yesterday. The timing is just about right coz when I applied for my leave 3 days ago, I was planning to see the doc about my toe infection.I really wanna get this done and over with. I'm gonna ask the doc to pull my in-grown toe nail out. It's making me miserable. This is on top of my list</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107771619204884800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107771619204884800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771619204884800' title='happynews.com'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107753599086970369</id><published>2004-02-23T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T23:57:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baggage</title><summary type='text'>It's 7.15pm now. My mind is confused. There's a turmoil within me that has been the greatest hurdle to overcome lately.I'm greatly bothered by a few things. If you were me, I should think you'd feel the same too.My family is supposed to have a meeting right now at my house. It's about some legal issue which I feel is not right for me to disclose for the whole world to see but I'll see how it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107753599086970369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107753599086970369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753599086970369' title='Baggage'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107729124047622457</id><published>2004-02-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T18:50:36.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Tale</title><summary type='text'>My colleague just told me he's sooo relieved that I joined his department. Like a huge load of his shoulders... . Hey, what did I do? It's only my 2nd day. *tee hee*That's an encouraging sign I hope.Happy weekend y'all!Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107729124047622457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107729124047622457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107729124047622457' title='Short Tale'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107719632209092053</id><published>2004-02-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T21:15:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man from Mars</title><summary type='text'>I reported to my new department this morning. As usual, these were some of the conversation that went on today..."Wah you're so young...""Um, actually I'm 25 this August"."Is it? But you look young..."and then there were the..."Aye, where did you learn to speak Chinese?"or"I didn't know you could speak Malay!"and the"...so what are you?!?!?"...those sort of thing. Normal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107719632209092053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107719632209092053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107719632209092053' title='Man from Mars'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107710893413472714</id><published>2004-02-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T20:58:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoop yeah!</title><summary type='text'>I got the transfer! Yes! Yes! YES! &lt;-- Pun intended *cheesy grin*It takes effect tomorrow. Man, what a relief. Altogether now. "PHEW!"Not everyone's happy about it though but hey, who cares? Go get a Happy Meal or something! Ha ha! I didn't mean that but it sounded cool for 3 seconds.Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107710893413472714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107710893413472714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107710893413472714' title='Whoop yeah!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107703494220139553</id><published>2004-02-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T06:17:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red whine, white whine</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to thank my friends who come here often and leave all those wonderful encouragement. Truly appreciated. May God bless all of you.Like Agnes mentioned earlier in the day, for a guy, I do whine a lot. Ha ha. But hey I'm a metrosexual guy. I have an excuse.Then again, the last thing I want is for my blog to be a column for me to whine away. At least not always. Ha ha.Ok so I politely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107703494220139553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107703494220139553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107703494220139553' title='Red whine, white whine'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107693860099676173</id><published>2004-02-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T21:39:35.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go</title><summary type='text'>I've been toying with the idea of asking for an internal transfer at my company. Of course there are concerns to be addressed but all in all I think it's a win-win situation for both Menlo Worldwide and I. I'm thinking of asking to be transferred to the logistics operations. Think now's a good time since I found out a few of their staff have already tendered their resignations.In the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107693860099676173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107693860099676173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107693860099676173' title='Way to go'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107681553191991452</id><published>2004-02-15T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T23:06:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iced, Iced Baby</title><summary type='text'>I know a lot of people are wondering what's wrong with me this past week. Like Melody, work is the issue.Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have a job but I'm still human hence I'm allowed to gripe. I don't really wanna emphasize as I think I'd bore you to your graves so I'll keep  it short.My concerns:1. Lengthy travelling time to and fro home, work and school.2. Transportation costs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107681553191991452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107681553191991452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107681553191991452' title='Iced, Iced Baby'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107659864584227898</id><published>2004-02-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T05:59:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M4M Meetup V1.3</title><summary type='text'>Alright so judging by the last few responses on this meet up, Saturday afternoon is out, Sunday is definitely out and we'll stick to the original plan which is to make this into a private affair.New proposal:Time: Saturday eveningDate: 28th of Feb or 6th of MarPlace: I'm thinking laid back, relaxed and chilled out like in some cafe. What kind of setting do you have in mind?Gang: As per </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107659864584227898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107659864584227898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659864584227898' title='M4M Meetup V1.3'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107651196683816300</id><published>2004-02-11T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T23:14:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valley</title><summary type='text'>Ok cool. I hope that this moms4moms meet up to celebrate (ha ha) Ratna's going away to Japan would work out.I'm open to ideas as always. I'm thinking of making it on a Sunday evening either on the 29th of Feb or 7th of March. My 4th sister Liana suggested Cafe Iguana at the Riverside. She said it's an open air kids-friendly place and the prices aren't outrageous. Sounds good to me.I think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107651196683816300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107651196683816300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651196683816300' title='Happy Valley'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107634467826538679</id><published>2004-02-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T01:04:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Shot</title><summary type='text'>I dream of sitting back, chilling out, sipping on a cold beverage on a green wide open space with a not so overwhelming breeze and someone massaging my feet.~~ Ladies, I'd like to take you guys out for a drink early March before Ratna goes off to Japan. Who's in? Please either leave me your email or your Yahoo Messenger ID if I don't already have it ok. Thanks a lot! ~~Edit BlogCreate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107634467826538679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107634467826538679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634467826538679' title='Long Shot'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107625429450555181</id><published>2004-02-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T23:38:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing</title><summary type='text'>It's been a real packed day for me. I finally saw the GP this morning about my toe. He gave me lots of antibiotics to bring the infection and swelling down. It doesn't look like a toe right now.I've decided to take an extra module at school starting this past week meaning I'm behind by a couple of chapters. I actually thought of completing my Advanced Diploma at a real snail's pace 1st and then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107625429450555181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107625429450555181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107625429450555181' title='Breathing'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107617081748214838</id><published>2004-02-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T09:34:25.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Boat to China</title><summary type='text'>I finally met up with Kenneth, "my" insurance agent. Oh by the way, they're called all sorts of fancy names nowadays. His is Financial Services Consultant. He and the new insurance agents don't only sell insurance, they advice on other forms of investments as well.I've decided to carry on with the Healthshield policy. It's about time I get some coverage for myself. Anyway, by giving him a stern</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107617081748214838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107617081748214838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107617081748214838' title='Slow Boat to China'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107608618499703128</id><published>2004-02-06T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T19:39:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><summary type='text'>People should stop adopting the "holier than thou" approach. Let's live and let live. We all die one day. Let's be good to one another.Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107608618499703128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107608618499703128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107608618499703128' title='Irony'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107599723422146570</id><published>2004-02-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T06:13:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Cow</title><summary type='text'>I left my warehouse at 5.30pm just now. I had effectively 1.5 hours to reach class at Dhoby Ghaut from the far, far east of Singapore.The plan was to slip in dinner and to go grab a jar of Nescafe and a new cutter (pen knife) along the way.The journey almost killed me...as always, but just now it nearly did for real. I took the Changi North -&gt; Terminal 2 switch at Tanah Merah switch again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107599723422146570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107599723422146570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107599723422146570' title='Mad Cow'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107591057856454802</id><published>2004-02-04T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T00:17:38.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><summary type='text'>I have no idea nor clue as to how some of my colleagues manage to put in hours after HOURS of overtime at work. Some of them are there even before I reach work every day and tonight, during my 1st official OT (Woohoo!), I found out they go back later than me as well. They're still alive and kickin' when I was leaving. Man, they're making me look bad. Ha ha.I talked to Chua. He's admirable. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107591057856454802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107591057856454802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591057856454802' title='Oh'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107582523009482895</id><published>2004-02-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T05:50:35.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cure</title><summary type='text'>It's Ratna's turn to make fun of me. I have an oh so bad migraine. Vote me for Prime Minister in future. I vow to spend the whole damn health budget on a cure for migraine!Edit BlogCreate BlogTweak Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107582523009482895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107582523009482895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582523009482895' title='The Cure'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107572600143054183</id><published>2004-02-02T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T21:54:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Little Boy Blue</title><summary type='text'>January has just passed. It may not signify anything to anyone but it does to me. It means some decision-making is in order in my family as my friends from M4M forum may already know from my sister's posts. I don't wish to repeat it here.Suddenly all other whines and rants and worries of mine pale in comparison priority-wise. So pretty boy's gonna be a little blue for a while. Moving on.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107572600143054183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107572600143054183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107572600143054183' title='Not So Little Boy Blue'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107564536740934634</id><published>2004-02-01T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T22:25:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo choo!</title><summary type='text'>Went to my mom's place for lunch today. She lives with my 2nd sister Leita, her son and my younger brother.  Yesterday was Leita and her son's birthday. I didn't get Leita anything but I got him a cool water bottle. I didn't know and certainly didn't expect him to miss me so much. He was sticking to me like a leech the whole time I was there coz he said he missed me. My mom said he's been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107564536740934634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107564536740934634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107564536740934634' title='Choo choo!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107555179616962056</id><published>2004-01-31T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T20:26:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Majesty's Voice</title><summary type='text'>It's Soccer Saturday (and sometimes Sunday) on the tele so here I am posting earlier than usual.Actually I've nothing much to say but since I just love the sound of my own voice, I'll just write a little piece for the heck of it. Ho ho!I went for a haircut after work just now. It's my 1st haircut after the terrible one I was forced to take when I reported for reservist in-camp training on the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107555179616962056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107555179616962056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107555179616962056' title='His Majesty&apos;s Voice'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107547519865412983</id><published>2004-01-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T06:27:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up dork?</title><summary type='text'>I actually got paid for 11 days' of work today. It's not much but it's more than I calculated. Maybe I grossly underestimated my calculations in order not to be disappointed or maybe my Maths is just terribly bad!That leaves me enough money to pay off the handphone bill and get the printer. Man, I already have school assignments sent to me but I just can't print them out. Urgh!Anyway, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107547519865412983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107547519865412983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107547519865412983' title='What&apos;s up dork?'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107538809560294526</id><published>2004-01-29T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T23:00:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell a rat!</title><summary type='text'>Email exchange with "my" insurance agent:---Start---&gt;Hi Lubis,          Sorry that i took awhile, yes you do have a plan call HealthShiled with AIA. It is a hospital and surgical coverage plan. Its worth $900,000 and the premium is deducted from your CPF medisave account annually. Kenneth     From: "Lubis Ratno Red"  To: kennethkwok81@hotmail.com Subject: Insurance enquiry Date: Fri</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107538809560294526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107538809560294526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538809560294526' title='I smell a rat!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107529758704588435</id><published>2004-01-28T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T21:48:37.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much</title><summary type='text'>I can't take the in-grown toe nail anymore. It's killing me. I actually have to walk with a limp now to avoid stepping on the toe. 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We had these visitors from India and France who were here to inspect the computer parts and accessories that they ordered. Shipments to India are always a bitch. The custom checks there are super strict. If one inventory that goes there does not match any part of the document it came with, it gets kicked right out of India</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107522098299691527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107522098299691527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107522098299691527' title='You are sleeepeee...yes i am...'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107513068648386798</id><published>2004-01-26T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T23:26:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the Love</title><summary type='text'>So sad, so sad. Such a sad, sad situation.My sis Liana said there was a misunderstanding about the whole PC issue so it still stay hers. Oh well.I'm gonna have to discuss a new strategy with Wang on this. He's my mentor.Here's an announcement. I'm gonna work my ass off from tomorrow. Gonna clock overtime as and when possible. Gonna be kiasu* like never before. If nothing else, it's a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107513068648386798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107513068648386798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107513068648386798' title='Where is the Love'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107504385721684694</id><published>2004-01-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T05:57:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang On</title><summary type='text'>Wang, Lilies, Heidi and I set out hunting for Heidi's swing and Mr Bean cartoon VCDs today. We went all over the place from Sengkang to Tampines to Toa Payoh. Thank God we found THE ONE swing at Toa Payoh. It's really something. Couldn't find the Mr Bean VCDs though.Wang and I nearly got into a fight with a gang of young punks on freestyle bikes at Tampines. We just got off the bus from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107504385721684694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107504385721684694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107504385721684694' title='Hang On'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107493914113803074</id><published>2004-01-24T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T02:26:37.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm handling my new job pretty well. My supervisor actually let me handle all the export shipments by myself today. I'm so smart. :PTalking about work, I actually got hit by a pallet jack which was hit by a stacker today. My friend, Rosli was driving the stacker when he misjudged a turn. I just got my jeans washed and now it's ruined, damn it!Oh you wanna know what happened to me? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107493914113803074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107493914113803074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107493914113803074' title='Back to work'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107479073275593617</id><published>2004-01-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T01:50:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to Life</title><summary type='text'>First off, I'd like to apologize for not posting anything for a while. My PC is driving me up the wall. It keeps breaking down. Think the problem is solved now except that now I have to make do without both MSN and Yahoo Messengers. They screw up the system.That's the 1st thing I've been wanting to bitch on. There are 2 others.I have this in-grown toenail thing going on and it's been hurting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107479073275593617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107479073275593617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107479073275593617' title='Cheers to Life'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107461609135133722</id><published>2004-01-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T06:14:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>United colours of whatever</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning with difficulty breathing, like an asthma attack. No biggie but at least you people know what probably hit me if I didn't come online for a long time all of a sudden!At lunch today, the other new guy, Rosli asked, "Loobz, why you always never eat lunch?" I told him I was broke. I say it as it is. No point beating around the bush. I was so touched when he replied, "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107461609135133722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107461609135133722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107461609135133722' title='United colours of whatever'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107452419026741205</id><published>2004-01-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T23:30:50.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>licence to sell</title><summary type='text'>Ok so everyone knows by now that today was my 1st day at my new job after 2 months of searching.To be frank, I feel embarassed about telling the whole world what my job is about, but here I am... . I'm a material handler at a warehouse. My job is to sort computer and electronic parts and accessories for distribution. This is the same kind of job I held about 8 years ago. 8 years later, nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107452419026741205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107452419026741205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107452419026741205' title='licence to sell'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107435460127030445</id><published>2004-01-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T03:17:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart (man) u</title><summary type='text'>I'm currently watching the English Premier League on TV so I'll make this short.I'm pleased to announce that Alexa has given birth to a baby boy, Tyler and they're both doing well. Yay!Oh yeah and Wolverhampton Wanderers beat Manchester United 1-0. The bottom team in the English Premier League just taught the big boys a lesson. I'm a Man U fan by the way. They deserved to lose. Credit given </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107435460127030445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107435460127030445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107435460127030445' title='I Heart (man) u'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107427189309601739</id><published>2004-01-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T01:30:16.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffed Slob</title><summary type='text'>There couldn't have been a bigger slob than me today. After posting my earlier entry at the library, I went back home and proceeded to stuffing my face with any snack I could get a hold of and watched 3 movies back to back. I'm not in a habit of discussing the movies I've just watched. I have such a short memory span. Anyway I watched Scary Movie 2, (now trying to remember the other 2 movies...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107427189309601739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107427189309601739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107427189309601739' title='Stuffed Slob'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107423540443612526</id><published>2004-01-16T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T23:59:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's roll!</title><summary type='text'>Hi folks,I'm really sorry for not posting earlier. My PC decided to fall into a coma this time. Nothing my brother in law can't handle. It's his PC anyway. Besides, because of that I'm also quite pissed at certain things. Although I've stated my intention to take over the Internet bills by paying this month's bills and to continue payment for as long as I live at his place, I'm still being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107423540443612526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107423540443612526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107423540443612526' title='Let&apos;s roll!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107405728634554334</id><published>2004-01-14T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T13:59:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACHTUNG!</title><summary type='text'>To all my dear fans *chuckle*,I'M BAAAACK! Boy, it feels good to be on the comp again...I just killed my computer so just bear with me not posting anything till I work something out alright. Please feel free to check out the other not-as-wonderful-as-mine Blogs on the left side...no the OTHER left. Yup, that one.Oh yeah, link me if it pleases you coz I'll be back with a vengeance. At least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107405728634554334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107405728634554334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107405728634554334' title='ACHTUNG!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107392409997020187</id><published>2004-01-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T04:53:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn</title><summary type='text'>Whoa I had the weirdest dream last night.I dreamt that I had a regular job, with regular pay. I actually had a girlfriend who treated me well. My night classes went well. I whizzed to and fro work and school in my pink Mini Cooper. Yes! I could drive! I had a decent CD collection...as well as a DVD collection. I had a whole studio apartment where everything was white and chrome and sleek. The</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107392409997020187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107392409997020187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107392409997020187' title='Darn'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107383373196354447</id><published>2004-01-11T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T04:19:16.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o' Father!</title><summary type='text'>I'm currently watching this annual charity show on TV to raise funds for a Buddhist-run hospital called Ren Ci. Last year the show managed to pull in $4m worth of donations but sadly at the moment, it's only managed 10 times less than that with only a few minutes left.For the record, my dad is permanently at the hospital seeking treatment. He became paralysed after being hit by stroke years ago</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107383373196354447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107383373196354447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107383373196354447' title='o&apos; Father!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107374998178820221</id><published>2004-01-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T23:47:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egad!</title><summary type='text'>I was going to follow up on yesterday's entry but I felt it was quite depressing so scratch that. Then I thought of arguing on one of my pet peeves, "The Ugly Singaporean - is it a fair tag placed on us?" but nah. In the end I've decided to write about, yawn, how my day went.Well it's not that boring.My mom came over to my place today. I've been avoiding her like the plague ever since she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107374998178820221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107374998178820221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107374998178820221' title='Egad!'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107365853343223240</id><published>2004-01-09T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T22:49:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driven</title><summary type='text'>I'm frustrated today. Depression sets in when I think of the accrued expenses that's just waiting for me like a tiger waiting to pounce. My expenses are accumulating as I speak and I'm almost at my wit's end.My 2 fixed monthly expenses, school fees and rent are already $500. I've also got a loan to pay up. My next job will definitely not pay me much so I got to do something about this.Of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107365853343223240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107365853343223240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107365853343223240' title='Driven'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107357453627367028</id><published>2004-01-08T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:15:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde In Space</title><summary type='text'>Normally I'd only start writing after midnight but that would have to change. I need to reset my body clock to get more sleep If i'm going to start working again.Here's a glimmer of hope. I have a job interview going on tomorrow morning and possibly 2 more after that. Now the best thing is, I'm not quite sure where the interview's going to be at. When I called up the company just now, it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107357453627367028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107357453627367028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107357453627367028' title='Blonde In Space'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107349855081411098</id><published>2004-01-08T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T02:59:02.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breeze</title><summary type='text'>I've observed from a distance (a very big distance) that people are more and more concerned about losing weight these days.Every inch of the media I come across would be talking about diets, all kinds of diets. Atkins, South Beach, The Cambridge Diet and so on. I would say these are for people who are disciplined enough to keep track of their own weight-loss progress. Frankly, I'm not the sort </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107349855081411098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107349855081411098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107349855081411098' title='Breeze'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249215.post-107341541876176641</id><published>2004-01-07T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T04:13:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gameplan</title><summary type='text'>Right, I hope you didn't notice how rubbish my last couple of entries had been. It's really hard to focus or get inspired when your mind is constantly worrying and your heart is sad.It's 0220 hrs now (I like to use this style to write the time) and as usual for the last 2 months, I can't go to sleep. I aim to clock at least two 0530 hrs runs each week so that leaves me with 2 and a half hours</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107341541876176641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249215/posts/default/107341541876176641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forpeace.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107341541876176641' title='Gameplan'/><author><name>Goat Almighty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l258/CalamityMan/CalamityJunk/goatalmighty.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
