<?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-476631412856906799</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:27:37.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TomatoMustard</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-4112315096933667645</id><published>2009-12-05T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:51:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recurring dreams</title><content type='html'>I wonder if any of my friends keep having a particular dream, over and over again. I do, though they might not recur everynight. Sometimes the same dream comes again every few nights. I have had weird ones, sad ones, even erotic ones, but I will just skip on the last one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A personal favourite of Vic and Jen was my dream of being chased by a ghost/monster, can't remember which one was it. Well it started off as a nightmare actually. I was in an office, surrounded by tables, chairs, the works. I was alone, and suddenly the ghost/monster appeared. Scared out of my wits, I started running, in the office, dodging the tables and chairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It, as you might have expected, started chasing me. So there we were, running around the office and this goes on for very long but in terms of dream timelines, it could be just seconds but it felt like a lifetime to me. Seeing as the ghost was not giving up and I was getting tired, I started thinking, "how can I get myself out of this?" So I stopped, turned around and said to the the ghost, "I'm tired of all these running. Why don't we stop and just get along?" It did, we stopped chasing each other, and I woke up. Jen called it my lame dream. I call it thinking out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one is a sad one. I dreamt that I was on my wedding dais. Mimi and I was looking happy and all, everyone was enjoying themselves. I was naturally excited as it was my wedding, but it was much more special than that. In that dream, my late grandfather was there together with us, sitting in his special chair, smiling. Looking at him, I felt so happy, yet sad at the same time as there and then I knew that it can't be true, that he was longer with us. I wake up crying, everytime I have that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week to go before my wedding, I really miss my grandfather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-4112315096933667645?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/4112315096933667645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=4112315096933667645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4112315096933667645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4112315096933667645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/12/recurring-dreams.html' title='Recurring dreams'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-3022191668426072916</id><published>2009-11-20T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:37:29.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable day at home</title><content type='html'>Here I am, in my room resting. I feel miserable, but not as bad as I did after my 3rd cycle. I still feel nauseous, but this time, less of the vomity feeling. Not sure if it's different this time, or I might just need longer to detox from my recent chemo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the rest again for steamboat this Sunday. Hopefully I feel better then. My only way to feel better is to drink lots of water. But water doesn't really do it for me, so I need to be drinking 100plus for now. I don't know why I have to choose an expensive alternative to water. Hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our pre wedding photos from Kak Lynn. It turned out better than expected. Some, less so. The outdoor photos were brilliant, I didn't turned out as awkward as I thought I would be. I'm thinking of showing the photos to everyone in facebook, but was thinking it might be too much. Maybe I will let those going on Sunday to have a look..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-3022191668426072916?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/3022191668426072916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=3022191668426072916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3022191668426072916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3022191668426072916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/11/miserable-day-at-home.html' title='Miserable day at home'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7760353808871159096</id><published>2009-11-06T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:39:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day just keeps getting nearer.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that whenever the gang of SW0202 decides to go out for a simple dinner, it takes forever to decide the venue? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Sunday I will be meeting up with the gang (Well some of them at least) at Serangoon Gardens for dinner. Nothing special, just that I miss meeting up with them. Pity Mimi won't be able to come along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be just over a month to go before our big day. Preparations are going along fine, our family are getting excited over it. Even more excited than the two of us sometimes. Like what I told Mimi, we are getting married, but it is their wedding. I don't really care actually how the wedding turns out, really. As long as my friends are there to celebrate it with me, and me and Mimi gets married. That's all I can ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our wedding shoot earlier in the week. I was quite sceptical about this whole shoot thingy when we first signed up for it, but as the days got nearer to the shoot, I must say that I was pretty excited about it. Not sure why, I just did. So the shoot went along pretty fine. We had 3 attires for the shoot. One was a traditional Malay costume. Both of us all decked out in fine malay baju, me with the keris and all. Second one was a Indian costume. I think I was in a Punjabi? I'm not very sure, but I think I looked nice in it, minus the head gear. I'm not sure about mine, but I was definitely clueless what Mimi was wearing. What I know is that Mimi looked nice in it. What am I saying? She looked beautiful in all the costume we had on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first two costumes we had the photos taken in the studio. It was really awkward, for me. I saw a preview of the photos taken of Mimi, and she was beautiful in every shot. I went "Shit!" everytime I saw mine. I am not the most photogenic guy in the world, and everytime I smile, I can hear Jensen going, "Ful, you look perverted when you smile". I can't help but feel a little bit self conscious. There were some nice ones, so all was not lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What got me excited about that day was the outdoor shoot. I had a suit on, and Mimi wore this red dress ala the Cancan period. At least that's what Mimi told me. We originally wanted to go to the Hortpark but it was raining the whole day and it only stopped late in the afternoon. Thought of going to Botanic Gardens as it was nearer to the bridal shop, but decided to take shots along the old shophouses in Haji Lane, near Arab Street. I'm glad we decided to do it there. The shophouses gave it an old-school look and the photos turned out great, we were having fun posing and I was very enthusiastic about it more than I was in the studio. The photo previews were great and I can't wait for the photos to be ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the shoot is done. Waiting for the invitation cards to be ready. I was hoping for the cards to be done by this week, so that I will be able to give it out to the gang during the dinner. Looks like I have to get their addresses first, in case I wont't be able to meet them soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over one month to go. I am getting married. Wow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7760353808871159096?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7760353808871159096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7760353808871159096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7760353808871159096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7760353808871159096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-just-keeps-getting-nearer.html' title='The day just keeps getting nearer.'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5593439438144526270</id><published>2009-10-19T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:20:43.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I felt</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank you very much for the support, prayers, and not forgetting the gifts from all my friends, relatives, family and especially Mimi. I needed the moral support and you guys gave it to me just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I am not very sure how serious my illness is, or will it come back, as the same condition or... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have support from you guys especially from my mum and Mimi because honestly I would break down if I have too much time on my own. I remembered how shock, scared, and angry I was when I heard about the tumor. Granted it wasn't serious, I knew it would change my life. I am the kind of person that plans. From my work, my daily life, my future with Mimi. What this tumor gave me was uncertainty. I was uncertained how serious it was, whether it would come back in the future, whether I was able to get my health back, whether I would able to give Mimi the life that I promise her all this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure how my future would turn out. And that scares me. I remembered when the social worker came and talked to me about the illness. It was the very first time someone actually asked me how I felt, emotionally. I cried. I cried as I told him how much burden it was for my family, I cried when I told him how it may affect my work, and I cried when I told him how unfair it was to Mimi when it was so close to our wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I was thinking, why me? Do I think it's unfair? Definitely. Especially when I started praying again just before I got ill. But my uncle gave me a good advice. He told me that it was test from Him. It's up to me how I am supposed to go through this test and that I have to be strong. I'm trying. I am not giving up for sure, but it can be hard sometimes. Maybe this is God's way of punishing me for my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's reading this, I am getting better. I am going to be admitted again for my next chemo treatment, and after that I will have one more cycle to go before the doctors decide if I need to have surgery to remove the rest of the tumor. Lucky for me, if I do need the surgery, it would definitely be after the wedding. I hope I will recover enough for the wedding. That's the least I could do for Mimi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5593439438144526270?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5593439438144526270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5593439438144526270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5593439438144526270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5593439438144526270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-i-felt.html' title='How I felt'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-6245800593000295910</id><published>2009-07-18T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:01:03.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best time, behind us.</title><content type='html'>Went back to NYP today. Took part in the HTwoO futsal tournament. We didn't make it to the the next round though it was pretty close. We lose the 1st match by a goal I think, drew the 2nd when we should really have won if it wasn't a bad mistake by our goalkeeper, and won the last match as expected since the the other only had 1 guy playing outfield, with the others being girls. I expected to win with a bigger margin though, but the rest were a bit complacent, unfortunately. But a win is still a win, eventhough it didn't mean anything since we blew our chance in the second match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good going back to NYP I must say. Really brought back memories and laughter and pain some would say. Melvin was playing in my team so as we walked around NYP, we started talking about how fun life was in Poly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, especially the time me and Mimi met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for the marriage course tomorrow. No, it's not about how to go through a wedding, but it's more of a preparation of how marriage life would be. No practical I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if E-Learning could be an option?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-6245800593000295910?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/6245800593000295910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=6245800593000295910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6245800593000295910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6245800593000295910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-time-behind-us.html' title='Best time, behind us.'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7375838067793953667</id><published>2009-07-10T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T07:28:32.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to watch Man U</title><content type='html'>Yes, I will soon be the proud owner of the new Manchester United jersey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and me went to get some Man U stuff that is supposed to be the wedding gift to me. We saw some new Man U merchandise the other day at Queensway Shopping Centre so decided to do our shopping early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we went to the Weston Corporation at Peninsular but there wasn't anything nice there so went to Queensway instead. We bought one small Man U ball, scarf and pre-ordered the new jersey. Yes, soon it will be mine. On the 16th to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since we pre-ordered the jersey, we will be eligible for the lucky draw to watch Man U play in KL. I wasn't thinking too much about it actually. All I wanted was the jersey but then the sales guy started some small talk with us and commented that there wasn't much application for the draw and that I might have a good chance of winning it. From then onwards, my mind started thinking, "Hey, I could be the one going KL". Time goes by and I started thinking, "Hey, now I really want to go KL to watch Man U".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that sales guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will be super disappointed if I don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so let's say I do get to go KL. There's a few things holding me back. Alot of things actually. 1st, I would need coverage for when I go over there. Finding coverage now is already so hard, no less when I have to take leave for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, the match is on the 18th. I have the stupid marriage course on the 19th. I doubt I will be able to make it back on time unless of course I can teleport but that transport system seems like it won't be ready by next week so highly doubt that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd? Hmm.. The fact that I have not renewed my passport? Very big factor. I should have put that as the 1st factor so that I don't have to think of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. Somehow after all the legit reasons not to go KL, I still, deep down in my Man U loving heart, that I do want to go KL to watch them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that sales guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they come to Singapore instead of KL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7375838067793953667?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7375838067793953667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7375838067793953667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7375838067793953667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7375838067793953667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-watch-man-u.html' title='I want to watch Man U'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-2942483947000032840</id><published>2009-07-06T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:43:10.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness Assessment</title><content type='html'>Work just got a little more fun. For me at least. My manager just assigned me a small project to be done by end of the month. Not a big project exactly, but having something to do while working at the gym is getting harder to come by. I'm actually tasked to come out with a fitness assessment for new members who signed up for the gym. It's quite surprising it took us so long to finally think of doing it. I would have thought it's the least a proper gym would do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really new to me. Conducted quite a number of fitness assessment during the TEP at Bodywatch, but unfortunately not that much for me to remember exactly how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defence it has been more than 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days had me looking through my past notes (thank god I kept them) and the Internet on what to do for fitness assessment. I pretty much got all the information I need. Now I just need to do a little feasibility study on each gym, the costing, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally on my part to come up with  fitness assessment is not that hard. I'm more concern about how to convince the OICs to follow through with conducting them. From what I know the OICs can be quite, to put it nicely, unenthusiastic at times. Not sure about the other centres. Quite convinced how mine will react. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-2942483947000032840?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/2942483947000032840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=2942483947000032840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2942483947000032840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2942483947000032840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-just-got-little-more-fun.html' title='Fitness Assessment'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7638753972790414184</id><published>2009-07-06T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:08:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen A Devil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't believe I watched Transformers twice. Can't beat Mimi though. She watched it 3 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to wait for Ice Age 3 (3d of course), Harry Potter, G.I. Joe... Anything else I missed out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Owen is now a Man U player. Who would have seen that coming. Is it a wise choice from Alex Ferguson? Only time would tell. I am not alone if I think this transfer is a bit weird. Business sense, it's brilliant. Man U got him for free, so that means we still have the bulk of the transfer fee we got from Ronaldo's sale. Which means we might see more players coming in the next few weeks, hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is Owen the same player he was? Nevermind that he was once from Liverpool, but can he get back the form that made him a legend years ago? I don't see it right now. Sure I hope that it is one of Ferguson's astute sense in play here, that Owen would be able to do a Henrik Larsson, and that his miserable time in Newcastle was because of, well, Newcastle. But can he make it at Man U? Will he fit into Man U's scheme of things? I don't know but if it's a gamble, it sure is a risky one since Man City is putting up quite a strong team, and the others are sure getting stronger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time would tell. What I am sure of is that I love Man U's new jersey. I love the black chevron, makes them look fierce. Too bad I can't get it immediately. Me and Mimi have plans to make one of the wedding gift to me a Man U-themed gift, made up of the jersey, Man U memorabilias and stuff. That means I can only get the jersey in 5 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghh... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7638753972790414184?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7638753972790414184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7638753972790414184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7638753972790414184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7638753972790414184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/07/owen-as.html' title='Owen A Devil?'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-3863923366405575954</id><published>2009-07-01T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:51:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay attention people!</title><content type='html'>My father had a weird encounter this morning on our way to work. We were walking towards the end of the platform of the MRT station when we saw this old man in what looks like a security guard uniform on the escalator going down. He saw my father and then started to wave at my father like a long lost friend. I saw my father's face and he was like "WTF?" but not without waving back at him. When I asked him who that guy was, he answered with a puzzled look on his face, "I don't know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't why but I'm closer to my father more than my mum. I don't talk much to my father though, which is sad if you ask me. Behavior-wise, I think I'm identical to my father. What you see in me, that's how my father is, truly lame. We have this weird humor that seems like only the 2 of us can understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why we even bother putting up signs in the gym to inform members about upcoming events. They don't seem to read them at all. The shooting event for the AYG started today at Safra Yishun so carparks are closed until the 4th. Bear in mind that we put up signs everywhere. Not only the gym but the whole club. Still members come in today bitching about the carpark not being available and asking me what is going on in the club. Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said ignorance is bliss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-3863923366405575954?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/3863923366405575954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=3863923366405575954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3863923366405575954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3863923366405575954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/07/pay-attention-people.html' title='Pay attention people!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5254962731370230385</id><published>2009-06-30T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:08:03.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>I was reading the forum section on Straits Time today at work. There was this feedback from someone saying that the weather forecast keeps saying it will rain in the east but most often than not, it didn't. Then he went on to say the the weather department should be audited to make sure that they are doing their job. Doesn't this make you feel that Singaporeans complained too much? As if the weather department just predicts the weather using a magic 8 ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it going to rain today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake* *shake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Signs point to yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my secondary school reunion on Saturday. Went to Lau Pa Sat for makan. Caught up with them about old times. Nothing changed about us though. Still have our old behaviour, same old deluded feelings about some of our exes.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transformers with Mimi on Sunday. Tried booking the tickets early before going there. My early was on Sunday morning. Apparently it wasn't early enough. Was only able to book 2 seats side by side after going to all the cinemas, all the timing available. Damn.. Alas I wasn't kiasu enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was nice, some characters were nicer than others. Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AYG is here finally. I wanted to watch the Singapore-Thailand match at Jalan Besar Stadium yesterday but couldn't make it since I end at 3.45 and the match starts at 4. The weather wasn't so good either (maybe the magic 8 ball was right this time) so rushed home instead to watch it on tv. Not bad a match, though we lost 4-1. The players have potential, and it's certainly interesting to see the future of Singapore playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is there anyone out there who wants to follow me watch some of the AYG events? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I was able to volunteer for the AYG like how I did for the Singapore Tri and Badminton Open in Poly. I like the feeling of being behind the scenes of such events. Makes me feel important. Not too mention how fun it can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word lost a musical legend. Your music will touch everyones' heart, young and old, even after you have long gone from our lives. You will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To MJ.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5254962731370230385?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5254962731370230385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5254962731370230385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5254962731370230385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5254962731370230385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-reading-forum-section-on-straits.html' title='Rest In Peace'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-3414312574721115269</id><published>2009-06-17T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:08:36.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep yesterday after Prison Break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show. I wasn't in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but I suddenly remembered that I had a online journal before this. So I thought, "why don't I take a look at my past entries?" I thought I might just sleep after reading them, but I must say that my entries were actually quite funny. Haha, shameless I know. One thing I noticed when I compared my entries now and then, that I have more things to say then, even if I may so often say otherwise. I was more creative then, and the entries are funnier too (really!). I don't know if its because I'm working now, but I do feel like working at the gym is sapping away my intellect and creativity. I feel like I'm not as fun as I was then. Less lame too I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that I have forgotten about my life then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Me and the rest of the gangs were a really tight group. How tight were we? We did everything together. We all had journals. Well, most of us. And we kept track of each other's journal faithfully. Often scold each other to update. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I had this weird obsession with Kristin Kreuk. Well, she is pretty I must say, but I blame all this obsession on the Smallville series which were quite hot then. I'm so glad that I grew out of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I was a big Man U fan then. Now? Bigger fan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I used to talk about girls in my old journal. Can't do that now. Will get scolded by someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding dearie.. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I was quite desperate in love then. Probably why I did number 4 alot. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I was once headlocked by Neeta in a game of Captain's ball. Looks can be deceiving eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Jensen sure look funny in a turban. Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Angela Tan hates mosquitoes. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How my relationship with Mimi started and that particular day she met my parents. So cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)I have never forgotten this but the feelings I had then came rushing back when I read about the entry about my grandfather passing away. I immediately cried when I read back the entry. I miss him so much. Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that my first journal was in 2003. Now its 2009. I have been writing down my life experience for about 6 years now. I hope that this blog would continue for many more years to come. I feel like other than being with Mimi and my friends, this is the only way for me to keep sane, vent out my feelings. To my friends who are reading this, I miss you all very much. We should meet soon, again. And those who have blogs, pick your asses up and update your blogs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to update more, be more funny and creative in my entries. It's hard to be more funny, since I am already so funny. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are interested, it's monkeycrap.easyjournal.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-3414312574721115269?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/3414312574721115269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=3414312574721115269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3414312574721115269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3414312574721115269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the past'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7893269979282972908</id><published>2009-06-12T07:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:10:20.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook and Ronaldo</title><content type='html'>Yes, my will is weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Saiful and I have a Facebook account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alright, it's not so bad I guess. I actually managed to see how my Primary and Secondary school mates are doing. Some are doing very well, some married, some engaged. Happy for them. At least I'm now able to talk to Frenky more, though not on real time but good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi had her hair cut yesterday. Looks very nice as always, but I wonder how it will look if it was shorter. She would have none of that of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Queensway to 'have a look' at some of the shops. Ended up buying a new pair of Nike Cortez. It was nice and cheap, how can I refuse? After that I dropped by Pacific Coffee (PC) at Vivo since I got time to kill before meeting Mimi. If anyone else other than me and Mimi is reading this entry, or this blog entirely, I would really recommend PC to anyone who likes chilling somewhere and spending some time alone or with friends. Coffee is alright (they all taste the same to me) but the seats outside is my favourite thing about the place. Windy, relaxing and when the IR at Sentosa is done, I bet the view would be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Man U accepted a £80 million bid from Real for Ronaldo. I was shocked when I saw the headline yesterday but not surprised actually. His heart never seemed to be at Old Trafford anyway. Kind of glad he will go. For that kind money, it will be stupid for Man U to not sell a player who has his eyes on another club. I will miss his talent, but definitely not his attitude. I say, keep Tevez with the money and get one more world class player. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7893269979282972908?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7893269979282972908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7893269979282972908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7893269979282972908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7893269979282972908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-my-will-is-weak.html' title='Facebook and Ronaldo'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7922122493116172172</id><published>2009-06-08T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:43:50.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream...</title><content type='html'>1. is to go overseas..&lt;br /&gt;anywhere really. u bring me to KL and id be the happiest girl on earth. i have NEVER been to KL..sad but true. i know of some ppl who go there every weekend to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;envy envy....sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one place i would reali love to go paris, france...corny i noe. cant help but be my romantic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if they have no pork no lard food dere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. is to rid of my god-damned eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;i tried cucumber slices, eye creams from body shop and garnier. anyone has a sure way of getting rid of 'em in 6 mths' time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone asks me "are u tired?" or "nt enuf slp ah mimi?" every single day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. is to have $1ooK in my savings account by end of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;why? its a nice number lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. be healthier and fitter..&lt;em&gt;tink jennifer garner&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dat lady has a seriously sexy body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;to lead my own life. to do what i wat want to do wo a person looking over my shoulder every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have freedom. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a totally random post by Mimi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7922122493116172172?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7922122493116172172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7922122493116172172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7922122493116172172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7922122493116172172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dream.html' title='my dream...'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-6235472865664242650</id><published>2009-06-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:57:55.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seven</title><content type='html'>Last day of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was nice while it lasted. Looked forward to you for a long time and when you came, I didn't know what to do really. Lifestyle change. Just when I was enjoying you, you had to go. When will I see you again, I can't say. It depends on forces around me. What I know for sure is that I will see you in about 6 months from now, a new person, albeit with a new responsibility, a new life. Will it be a better life? I will do my darndest to make it better, not only for me, but for her too. Especially for her. We might rendezvous, here and there but I know that I will not be able to enjoy you as much as we did the past week. We didn't do much, but you sure made me enjoy life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-6235472865664242650?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/6235472865664242650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=6235472865664242650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6235472865664242650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6235472865664242650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-seven.html' title='Day Seven'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-465739057669735145</id><published>2009-06-07T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:16:56.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Six</title><content type='html'>Second last day of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting work soon, not looking forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my day was spent at work. During my leave. Damn. Had one PT in the morning, then wasted time until 2 for my next one. Went to Northpoint in the meantime for lunch, tried to read books at the new Yishun Library, but no mood so went to Sportslink, again. Saw some nice shirts, again. Nearly bought shirts, again. Stopped myself before I can do any harm. Saw a pair of Cortez sneakers that would be a welcome addition to the family. $78 only. Should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PT, just slacked at home until I was forced to play badminton with my cousin. Injured myself, somehow. Was about to return the serve when somehow the shuttlecock hit the frame of the racket and ricochet to my right eye. Yeap, right in the eyeball. Happened to be wearing contacts, of all days. So there I was trying to hold back the freaking pain while my cousin was laughing at me. Embarrassing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the last day. I'm going to miss my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-465739057669735145?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/465739057669735145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=465739057669735145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/465739057669735145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/465739057669735145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-six.html' title='Day Six'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7666280664314999990</id><published>2009-06-06T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:16:39.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Five</title><content type='html'>Day number 5 of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent pretty much out of the house. Had the morning PT session, then went to my aunt's place to fetch my cousin home. Not before dropping by Causeway Point to do abit of shopping. Bought 2 more Nike tops and a new bottle to replace my old one. Bottle was more of an impulse buy. Should have seen me do my shopping. It was a grab and go kind of situation. Must not have spent more than 10 mins in Causeway Point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decided to take bus home from Woodlands. Big mistake. Ended up waiting for the bus for 20 mins. Maybe 20 mins, but I know that it felt more than that. Only reached home I think close to 2pm. Had lunch then took a nap before my cousin woke me up pestering me to play badminton with her. So there I was half asleep and playing badminton at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another PT session tomorrow. 2 more to be exact. One at 9.30am and the other at 2pm. About 3 hours apart. Most likely going to train. How intense, depends on the patronage tomorrow. If there is too many members, won't be training too much. Better give members the use of the equipments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave ending soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7666280664314999990?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7666280664314999990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7666280664314999990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7666280664314999990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7666280664314999990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-five.html' title='Day Five'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-1936678086431699513</id><published>2009-06-04T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:07:52.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Four</title><content type='html'>Fourth day of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to lose count of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up later than I would have loved to. Wasn't able to sleep the night before. Woke up just in time before Mimi reaches my place. Did nothing, just rested before she had to go to work. Me on the other hand had to go to work for this new PT that my IC handed over to me since he didn't have the time to handle it. A bit last minute but it means more money for me. I'm all for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another young trainee. I have been getting young trainees lately. Don't really like it so much. It seems that in both trainees that I have, both looks like they have been forced by their parents(mums in my case) to take up the sessions. Not so ideal for me since their attention and motivation not as much compared to an adult. One that I have earlier seems to lose interest in the sessions. Well, I have to make the most with what I have. I just don't like how the parents expect so much from me to miraculously change their boys in just 10 sessions. Parents can be so demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard with the idea of doing some shopping. Wanted to get some Nike shirts, a bottle maybe and a wallet. Didn't find anything. Super disappointed. I always never get to find things when I do want to spend my money. They appear though, when I'm tightening up my wallet. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to Westmall to have my haircut, then dropped by Sportslink to look around. Saw some nice shirts actually. Cheap too. So bought two Nike tops at just $65. Really tempted to get more. Maybe go down to the one at Causeway Point either tomorrow or the day after. Last time I remembered they have a big outlet there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, the owner of two nice Nike tops, a new haircut and the desire of getting more tops soon, updating my blog. Super shagged. Waiting for Mimi to be done with work and reach home. After which I will sleep if I can, with this super hot night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my room be air-conditioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-1936678086431699513?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/1936678086431699513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=1936678086431699513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1936678086431699513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1936678086431699513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-four.html' title='Day Four'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-6169127195927928057</id><published>2009-06-04T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:38:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three</title><content type='html'>Day number 3 of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am staying awake until Mimi finishes her shift. 1 thing for sure that I am getting during my 1 week leave is rest. Lots of it. I had better be re-energised for next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to wake up today because it was raining. So nice, wanted to sleep in. I did, though only an hour more. Had an sms from my trainee that he was not free to come in the morning. Wanted to reschedule it for tomorrow but I smsed him later in the night to change it to Friday morning. Just wanted to make sure I can sleep in tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No PT session, but I still needed to send my cousin for her hockey practice. So went out at 8, send her to school and waited for her at Burger King while drinking tea and playing with my PSP. She had breakfast once the practice is done and took cab to my place since Mimi was to meet me here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at home, did nothing actually. Hang out with Mimi, slack before she had to go for work, unfortunately. Took a nap after Mimi reached her workplace, then played a bit of badminton with my cousin. Watched TV, played PSP and now I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lot of typing for a day spent practically doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a headline on CNA this morning saying that Real Madrid had signed Kaka from Milan. Turned out that the Spanish press were a little premature about their transfer speculations. But you never know don't you? Players hardly keep their words. Say one thing, move to another club on the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point is Gareth Barry. The one who had been complaining that he wants to move to Liverpool because of the Champions' League. Imagine the shock when I read on Soccernet.com when he actually signed with Manchester City. Is money the reason for the move? Only he knows, but my respect for him have definitely gone down a few notches. Only good thing is that Liverpool won't be getting him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also read that Tevez might move to Manchester City. I have no problem with that, even though of the City and United thingy. To tell you the truth, I don't really care for the rivalry because I'm in Singapore, I don't experience the heated exchanges between a City fan and a United fan. To the Singaporean United fans who act like City is a disease, stop acting. Again, to me it's because of the Liverpool factor. If Liverpool don't get the players they want, better for United. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United have got a new sponsor to replace AIG. They signed a new deal with AON, which starts in 2010, which will last for 4 years. Good news for United ever since the AIG saga brought all the uncertainty about United's future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remember Denilson? Once the most expensive player? Guess where he is playing now? Vietnam. What a free fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for Day 3. Hoping for a better tomorrow, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-6169127195927928057?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/6169127195927928057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=6169127195927928057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6169127195927928057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6169127195927928057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-three.html' title='Day Three'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-4166222293233392731</id><published>2009-06-02T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:22:46.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two</title><content type='html'>Second day of my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't much of a difference between today and yesterday. Spent more time out of my bed though. Woke up really early. Fed the kittens, watched them run around and play with each other. Went for a short run after that. Stamina still sucked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Whose Line Is It Anyway on the laptop. Really love that show. Mimi asked me to send her dinner (I kind of wanted to, anything to get out of the house) and met her at her workplace to bring her Nasi Goreng. I saw the wrong timing, so reached there an hour early. So instead of slacking at home, slacked an hour at the Comtech. Waited for Mimi to finish her dinner, and thought of going Vivo or something, but I got too lazy and headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached my block, saw my cousin playing badminton. What the heck, I joined in. Not very long, probably about 30 mins only. Had some laughs, then went home. So now I am updating here, while watching Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last season of Prison Break is here, 3 times a week no less. Would have finished watching it a while back, if the website hosting the video wasn't so freaking slow. I think I was stuck at episode 2 or 3. Now got the chance to do finally do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go back work again, got another PT session. Same sequence as Monday, send my cousin for her hockey practice, go to the gym for the session, then fetch her back from school before going back. This time Mimi is coming along, since she is starting work at 4pm. Meeting her at Yishun, will be having breakfast then spend our day at my place. Miss her alot. The week that I am finally on leave, and she is working her night shift. Just our luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow better be better than today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-4166222293233392731?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/4166222293233392731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=4166222293233392731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4166222293233392731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4166222293233392731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-two.html' title='Day Two'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-4426103811793694503</id><published>2009-06-01T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:59:14.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of my week long leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off early. Had to go to work for a PT session. Had to send my cousin back home at the same time for her hockey practice, which was eventually cancelled. PT session went off smoothly, and was asked by my trainee if I was able to train his wife too. No problem with me, though training them at the same time might be abit hard if I want to concentrate on both. Made tougher by their time restriction. Well, I can try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch my cousin from school after my session, then had Mac breakfast with her before heading home. The rest of the day was left for me to slack. Downloaded a few songs from iTunes, then made the playlists I have been wanting to. Mimi bought me an iPhone speaker, which is superb. Love it alot and the sound is fantastic. So after updating my iPhone, listened to the songs on my speaker and just dozed off until about 8pm. Watched tv all the way, and most probably sleeping after this update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to do tomorrow. Might either be running or cycling, depending on if I can wake up early. Slacking my week off doesn't sound so appealing. Might go out alone and hang at the coffee place in Vivo or something. Must force myself to do it though. Laziness slowly prevailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the new club yesterday, and I must say it looked really appealing. Swimming pool looks nice, and the gym is fantastic. Spacious, kind of remind me of the old Planet Fitness at Suntec. Hate the positioning of the counter though. Right infront of the lift. Can't slack off. Honestly if they asked me to move to the new club, I might be giving it a serious consideration. We see how it goes, if it comes outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 6 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-4426103811793694503?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/4426103811793694503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=4426103811793694503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4426103811793694503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4426103811793694503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8834479983021816701</id><published>2009-05-30T07:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:41:52.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good</title><content type='html'>Things are starting to look up for me. Financially I am a little eased. Not as worried I guess. Finally able to get leave from work for the whole week next week. Still have to go back certain days for PT but at least I don't have to wake up early and stay the whole day. I'm just going to spend time doing practically nothing. Just some R&amp;R for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sent my Fossil watch for fixing since I kind of broke it months ago. I don't really know why I took so long. Bad thing is that I have to wait 2-3 months for it to be done. I didn't know fixing watches took that long but I was thinking, I already waited months before I got my ass off to send it for repair, what's another 3 months? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man U were picked apart by Barcelona in the finals the other day. It was very disappointing actually. Man U just wasn't up to it. I wouldn't say that they got the tactic wrong. With the exception of Darren Fletcher, it was the exact team that was so effective against Arsenal. I really did think Man U would put up a better fight than the other night. They looked jaded somehow. Who knows? If the BPL ended on Saturday like the Primera Liga instead of Sunday, it could have made a difference. But then again, it was a second string team that won at Hull so no excuses actually. Credit to Barcelona though. They were really good. They deserve the title. Actually they deserve the title the moment Iniesta scored that wonderful 90 plus minute goal against Chelsea. First real shot and they scored. What luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article on the Straits Time today about how Man U got a mini crisis with the issue about Ronaldo and Tevez. What crisis? The paper made it sound like it was a bad season for Man U. Well they won the World Club Cup, the League Cup and the BPL title even though they lost to Liverpool 4-1. They didn't get to retain the Champion's League title, but that's no shame. So far no club has done it ever since they change the format. If Ronaldo do want to leave, I wouldn't cry about it. He's good but Man U is not a 1 man club. Tevez leaving is more sentimental to me, but that happens if you have a price tag that hefty. I just hope he won't move to Liverpool. Point is, players come and go. Man U will still be a great club. They have a good core of players at the moment. And if someone is foolish enough to pay astronomical sums for Ronaldo, I say go for it. I have a feeling that his heart may not be at Man U anymore. We survived Beckham's exit, we survived Cantona's retirement, we can find another great number seven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8834479983021816701?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8834479983021816701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8834479983021816701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8834479983021816701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8834479983021816701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5681651828512528114</id><published>2009-05-22T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:20:03.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi's Worst Week Ever</title><content type='html'>Kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scare that my darling fiance was talking abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i badly hurt my back (only god noes hw it happend cuz i have no freaking clue)..till d point i cldnt walk and lost all feeling and use of my left leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i cld remember was pain. pain everywhere..i cldnt move. cldnt sit. cldnt bend. cldnt stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil bro had to carry me to lie down on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even that hurt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go to hosp..a jab, an x ray and 4 hrs later im home with meds that made me giddy and vomit everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wonder how im gona handle the pain of giving birth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may just probly die from the pain or pass out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5681651828512528114?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5681651828512528114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5681651828512528114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5681651828512528114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5681651828512528114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/mimis-worst-week-ever.html' title='Mimi&apos;s Worst Week Ever'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8952410427907071242</id><published>2009-05-20T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:29:41.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you mind?</title><content type='html'>I was reading the Newpaper yesterday. I'm wondering, do you really need to indicate how many years you have been a fan of a particular football club everytime you write in and when someone interview you? I don't see the point actually. Does being a fan of a club for 35 years make you a bigger fan than someone who is a fan for 5 years? Do your words carry more credit? I don't think so. I think it's more of a Singaporean culture that the more senior you are, that means you know more, that you are "special". Crap I say. They would say, the first time I saw so and so scored that goal, I immediately love so and so football club. And you are how old then? 7 years old? I bet you remembered the first time you said "fuck" more clearly than that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who always recommend people which place sells the best chicken rice or nasi lemak, keep the information to yourself will you. You might like it, but I might not, and that certainly don't make me an alien you prick. And stop asking me to go Chompang or Tampines every time I say nasi lemak or chicken rice. They are only food after all. I don't see what the big deal is about going from one end of the island to the other just to get a bowl of noodles. Even if I am stupid enough to do it, more often than not the food are no different from stalls at any other place. Mind you, they can get agitated if you disagree with them. Not to the extent of choking someone like the in insing.com advertisement but it can get pretty heated up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to get that out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8952410427907071242?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8952410427907071242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8952410427907071242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8952410427907071242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8952410427907071242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-mind.html' title='Do you mind?'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7914444339640260251</id><published>2009-05-16T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:02:05.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst week ever</title><content type='html'>I'm lying in bed now, can't seem to sleep. Trust my brother to do something this stupid. How am I going to treat him like an adult if he keeps doing all these immature things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too many things in my mind. I can't sleep. I'm like this when I worry. Worry about one thing, then start to worry about another. There seem to be so many things that I need to do, things I don't want to happen to me, or anyone I love. I don't take things easy. I just don't show it to people. I wonder if I would go mad in the future. I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I have been feeling under the weather is not helping. Been feeling like this for a few days. This week is not a good week. Having diarrhea, unable to sleep because of the diarrhea, had a big scare with Mimi, and now another situation with my brother. Been having bad headaches, body aching. Feeling weak all week. Bummed out that I still have to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7914444339640260251?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7914444339640260251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7914444339640260251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7914444339640260251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7914444339640260251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/worst-week-ever.html' title='Worst week ever'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-2030447043295408194</id><published>2009-05-11T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:13:54.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Sandals</title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I felt like doing a little shopping, what I wanted wasn't there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Vivocity to get food for work when I thought, screw my budget for a moment. Let's get something for myself. After getting the food, went to Nike to look for the sandals. Didn't see the one that I wanted. Shoot. Wanted to get a T-shirt from Pull &amp; Bear but don't feel like it since I couldn't get the sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw the sandals were at Wisma. Don't feel like going there alone. Mimi is working late night shift this week, so she can't go with me. I feel like I can't do anything by myself now. No complains there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vic is done with his exams now. Told him to set up a soccer game. Which he did, on Thursday. Super efficient. Hope the gang can make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-2030447043295408194?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/2030447043295408194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=2030447043295408194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2030447043295408194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2030447043295408194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/missing-sandals.html' title='Missing Sandals'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8595091281797255858</id><published>2009-05-08T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:03:25.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy your feet in your mouths</title><content type='html'>Finally, Mas Selamat has been arrested. I knew he did escape from the Detention Centre. You don't know how many times have I heard of people, mostly taxi drivers, who came out with all the conspiracy theories about him being beaten up and died and all the other crap. Ahh, a precious foot in your mouth moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my off today. But still had to go back to work. Totally my fault this time. Forgot that I have to apply for my OT claims before the tenth of every month and have them approved if I want them for this upcoming payday. If not, too bad for me and I have to wait for the one after this. I hope it's not too late. Have plans for the money this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day to rest tomorrow before work on Sunday. Not very sure what to do tomorrow. Very high possibility of me waking up late, which quite honestly I hate. Makes my precious off days shorter, and leaves me with less time to do all the things that I want. But then again, I always end up finding nothing to do except waste time doing nothing at home. If I plan to cycle, end up lazing at home. If I do decide to cycle, I end up not knowing where to cycle to. Maybe if I could get the bike shorts, I would cycle more. I doubt so, but it will at least get me the shorts that I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8595091281797255858?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8595091281797255858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8595091281797255858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8595091281797255858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8595091281797255858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/enjoy-your-feet-in-your-mouths.html' title='Enjoy your feet in your mouths'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-299461645271606638</id><published>2009-05-07T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:03:05.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock is the way to go</title><content type='html'>I'm dead tired but I don't know why I'm so active. Playing air drums at the gym counter alone listening to Fade To Black and Toxicity right now. I bet I looked dumb on the CCTV. I'm so going to get Rockband after the wedding. Then invite all my friends to my place and play to our hearts content. Wahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looks like it's Man Utd vs Barca for the final. Sounds tantalizing. Definitely going to watch that. Hard luck for Chelsea though. Watched the highlight this morning. Chelsea really brought the game to Barca, but are so unlucky to concede that late goal. Well that is football for you. You can dominate possession all you want, but if you don't take full advantage of your chances, too bad. I really do think Man Utd will be able to retain the cup. Just hope the manager gets his tactics right again. If they don't, it's alright actually. I'm more nervous about the Premier League. Must do anything to prevent Liverpool from winning it. It's not like I hate them or anything. I just don't like them. :-) And Man Utd must do all they can to break Liverpool's league title record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm staying back again today. Covering the counter duty until the part time CSA comes in. If she comes in. Don't really have confidence with this part timer. Why can't part timers now be like me when I was one? I would grab at any opportunity to work and earn some extra bucks. Well different people, different mentality I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Metallica rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-299461645271606638?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/299461645271606638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=299461645271606638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/299461645271606638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/299461645271606638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-dead-tired-but-i-dont-know-why-im-so.html' title='Rock is the way to go'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-987281960975134198</id><published>2009-05-06T15:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:45:13.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I ever go for my off?!</title><content type='html'>Shit. Can't go for my off again. On top of that, have to stay until 6pm for the part timer. It's one thing or another with him. It's not as if he didn't know about it. I don't know how much longer I can take his behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my beloved Man Utd won today. It was a superb performance from the players. Arsenal had no answer to them. And what a goal from Ronaldo. Final in 3 weeks time. Now they better bring this current form back to the Premier League and win the rest of the matches. Getting too nervous about the league title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi's not too happy about me going back late. Can't do anything about that. I honestly feel that I'm too nice to people. Feel like I have been taken advantage. I don't know if I would ever change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-987281960975134198?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/987281960975134198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=987281960975134198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/987281960975134198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/987281960975134198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-am.html' title='Will I ever go for my off?!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-1563843822215895064</id><published>2009-05-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:02:15.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Pics</title><content type='html'>Just managed to get the pictures of the kittens up in Photobucket. Just going to put them up here before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_Picture028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0313.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0301.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0301.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0295.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0290.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0288.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_086.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_0232.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0307.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0307.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0306.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0306.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0304.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0304.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_IMG_0302.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest thing there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-1563843822215895064?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/1563843822215895064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=1563843822215895064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1563843822215895064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1563843822215895064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/kitty-pics.html' title='Kitty Pics'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/kittys/th_Picture028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-2985164684219898781</id><published>2009-05-05T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:51:36.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The same kind of feeling</title><content type='html'>At work right now. In the end didn't get to take 2 hours off because my IC took his own 2 hours off so had to stay until he gets here. No difference since Mimi's still sick. He did ask if I could cover until 6pm. Didn't feel like it so told him I couldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling moody again today. Maybe because work today is slow, members are not streaming in as in other days. Very lethargic, but yet I'm not tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man U - Arsenal is in about 12 hours from now. Since I'm not meeting Mimi, just going to waste time at home, and sleep early. Wake up at 2.30am for the match and straight to work after that. Going for 2 hours off tomorrow since I didn't go for mine today. Mimi's not working tomorrow so fingers crossed that she feels better so we can meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can't spend as much time with the kitten as I would want to. Realized that I get all sneezy everytime I play with them, which is crappy. They are slowly starting to venture out from under the bed more, without anyone having to call them out. Very playful, always fighting with each other. They are slowly learning how to run too. Think I'm going to spend some time with them later on and stop once my nose starts to act up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more hour to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-2985164684219898781?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/2985164684219898781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=2985164684219898781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2985164684219898781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/2985164684219898781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/same-kind-of-feeling.html' title='The same kind of feeling'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-511081619684280143</id><published>2009-05-04T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:44:50.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Kitty</title><content type='html'>What the hell was Halle Berry thinking of when she took up the Catwoman gig? I am kinda watching it on 5 on right now, and I am so glad I didn't waste my money watching it in the movies. I have heard of how the movie have been getting bad reviews from critics but didn't know it was this bad. Don't get me wrong, she is hot! But maybe she should finetune her movie choices now. More of Monster's Ball maybe? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 2 hours off from work today. Was supposed to meet Mimi who is on leave for 2 days, but then she fell sick so I had me some alone time at home. Nothing much to do but always grateful to leave work early. Work is becoming more and more like you do your stuff, I do mine kind of situation. Certainly not my kind of working environment. And the members have too much power. They might think they are right and they are doing what is good for the club, but they seem so hypocritical. Preaching one thing, and yet just blatantly follow their own rules when it suits them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am beginning to hate this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking another 2 hours off tomorrow to meet Mimi. Hopefully she feels better by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to enjoy blogging again. Very weird, but from my experience, I should just keep on blogging until the next hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll see you when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-511081619684280143?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/511081619684280143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=511081619684280143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/511081619684280143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/511081619684280143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-hell-was.html' title='Bad Kitty'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5894301809188978607</id><published>2009-05-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:32:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolverine Rocks!</title><content type='html'>It really is getting back to when it was once before. Movements are being limited, people stopped to make sure they had their temperature taken 1st. Dreadful isn't it? Well what has to be done, has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi had a wonderful night yesterday. Before anyone gets the wrong idea, we went out shopping. She did all the shopping, I did all the carrying. I don't mind that actually. I'm not like this for nothing. Finally got her to spend on herself. Were quite a few nice tops and bottoms that she got. My turn next. When? Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched X-men origins in Thursday night. I must say I like it alot. Alright, so it won't win an Emmy, but so what? What do people expect from a movie about Wolverine? Oscar winning performance? I love it though. Kind of interesting how the whole history of Wolverine came about. You know, I originally thought that Logan just had the power to heal himself, and that his claws were there only after the adamantium were infused with his body. Overall I just like the whole historical part of the show. Was fun trying to see who these mutants are and if I knew about them. A must watch for X-Men fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Angels &amp;amp; Demons next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5894301809188978607?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5894301809188978607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5894301809188978607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5894301809188978607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5894301809188978607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine-rocks.html' title='Wolverine Rocks!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5992261277344644420</id><published>2009-04-30T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:38:37.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today was a weird day at work and I was not even supposed to be working in the first place. Today is supposed to be my off day but had to cover my part timer at the last minute who has a paper. I was so pissed off when he told me that. Not so much of me having to work. More of me possibly missing the Man U-Arsenal Semi in the morning. Lucky for me I didn't, and Man U won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to work, with a black cloud over me. Sleepiness didn't help. Then I got a message from the csa saying my IC won't be coming in because he's sick, and he asked me to find a part timer to cover him. Fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole morning I was frantically finding people to cover him. I sure as hell am not going to do full shift on my freaking off day. Lots of asking(begging) later, finally got one to cover him but can only come in at 6. Shoot, have to stay on a bit longer. Better than nothing I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 1, my IC came strolling in looking as if he never even had a sniffle all year. What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he was joking with the csa saying that he was sick when he wasn't. The hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really blame the csa. Who would be lying about getting sick these days? HELLO! Heard of swine flu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was, dumbfounded (saw my reflection in the mirror, found out that I looked really dumb), and now having to tell the part timer that she don't have to come since there is already a coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are starting to get better. Had a fairly good-looking haircut at Westmall, watching X-men Origins later at Tiong Bahru, and I get to enjoy the public holiday tomorrow. Had asked the part timer I covered today to do my duty tomorrow. Really need to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-men better be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5992261277344644420?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5992261277344644420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5992261277344644420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5992261277344644420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5992261277344644420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/weird-day.html' title='Weird Day'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-7245930897136555127</id><published>2009-04-29T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:13:10.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>I am so sleepy. Must be the effects from lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a welcome the rain is. It has been super hot lately. Woke up sweating a number of times already. Wish it would rain more. Anytime other than when I'm going to work or home of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to train later before I go down to Queensway to meet Mimi. Not much time to do alot, maybe concentrate on my chest. Or maybe do superset with my biceps. Need to start working out to vent out my frustration. Not really sure why I'm feeling this way. Abit moody lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting bonus soon. Not expecting alot. Keeping most of it anyway for the wedding. I think I need to get some retail therapy. Alot of things that are on my to-get list. Well, it's more like my "to-get-but-it's-ok-if-I-don't-have-them" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bean bag would be a nice addition to my room. So would a speaker system for my iPhone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-7245930897136555127?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/7245930897136555127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=7245930897136555127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7245930897136555127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/7245930897136555127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5325523706446346026</id><published>2009-04-27T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:13:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work hard for the money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Work is going to be much busier these days. The gym is implementing the PEP in our gym, meaning the trainers will actually have something to do around the gym. In a way, I am looking forward to it. I have the feeling the days I spend working in the gym is just wasting my brain cells away. I miss working in FHI. Missed the days I was working my ass off during the triathlon. I definitely won't be staying for very long. Ideally I will stay until the end of this financial year, after the wedding. Need all the money I can get for before and after the wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;We are already in the lookout for our house. Quite a few available, maybe just 2 that really caught my eyes. Really hope we can get it. Nothing I can do about that for now. Just hoping we can get an appointment from HDB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5325523706446346026?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5325523706446346026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5325523706446346026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5325523706446346026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5325523706446346026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/work-hard-for-money.html' title='Work hard for the money'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-1916198822442648830</id><published>2009-04-25T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:35:07.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Lazy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Partly. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One part is working shifts which doesnt allow me to do much in watever remaining time i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, Saiful is much better writer then me. *I can see u nodding ur heads. See?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd, I dun ave an interested audience in my writings AND a decent topic to write abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Excuse me if im wrong though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of self indulgent pricks that we can find on this small little island called Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in the service industry for more than 4 years now, those kind of idiots my "better half" talked abt are only, pardon me, a "small fry"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ive seen and heard..racism remarks..nasty screaming customers whose vocab only consists of swear words..ppl w total disrespect for customer service ppl whom they call "operators"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just wish..that more focus wld be done for our dear countrymen to respect ppl in d service line...a smile. a Thank you. a "Have good day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;would that be hard to ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh wait. that's wat the Kindness Campaign is for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last but not least, wats that part abt me not being ur better half. yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You better explain yourself, Mister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-1916198822442648830?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/1916198822442648830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=1916198822442648830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1916198822442648830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1916198822442648830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-lazy.html' title='Me? Lazy?'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8583813523051787002</id><published>2009-04-23T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:24:30.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Prick</title><content type='html'>Some people are bloody ridiculous. They are bound to be everywhere you go. What is so freaking hard about picking up your used towels and returning them to the counter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him - "You expect me to return the towels after I used them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could say - "Yeah duh. That is why we put up all that signages in the gym reminding people to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him - "I already wiped my feet with them, and you expect me to carry them to the counter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could say - "Yeah duh. I said towels that you used, not the ones others used. No other members have any problem picking up after themselves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him - "My hand is now clean, maybe next time I will kick it out to the counter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could say - "Fuck off you faggot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. The price of being in the service line. No point going on about these pests. Not worthy to be spoken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy now. Didn't have much sleep last night. Was supposed to wake up early for the match, but ended up watching snippets of the match &lt;br /&gt;while I go in and out of sleep. Good thing that they won though. Just a few more games to win it guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the annual D&amp;D here at my clubhouse. About 90% sure I'm not going. Not a big fan such things. Went to last year's, didn't really think it was worth the time. Also with the fact that it was my off day plus my father's birthday, the D&amp;D doesn't really sound attractive. Just hate the part where people ask me the next day why I didn't go. I won't say it to them, obviously, but honestly I don't give a damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8583813523051787002?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8583813523051787002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8583813523051787002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8583813523051787002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8583813523051787002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-prick.html' title='Stupid Prick'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8528200580616579474</id><published>2009-04-22T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:27:01.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Guang</title><content type='html'>Another uneventful day in the life of Saiful. This blog is dying a slow death. A result of having two extremely lazy blogger running the show.  Well I wouldn't say two actually, since Mimi is lazier than me when it comes to updating this blog. I'm here really because Guang asked me to update. Didn't know there was a living soul reading this other than me and my better half (soon to be at least). I told Guang that if I update, he must get a yellow card the next time he plays. This Friday's live game just got alot more interesting. Wonder if it was alright for me to say that here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to admit that the Sleague has gotten alot more interesting. I wouldn't say it's as good as when I was watching it years ago, but better than the recent seasons. Was a big Tanjong Pagar fan back then. Too bad they are no longer around. Just hope some other team wins the title this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working full shift today. Another reason why I'm updating. It gets boring here, more often than not. Wouldn't do it if not for the money. Earning extra here and there where possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo yeah, my cat just gave birth last week, a day before my birthday. I am the proud owner of 5 kittens. They are so cute. Will put up their photos up as soon as I can. Which would probably be next month, or longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8528200580616579474?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8528200580616579474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8528200580616579474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8528200580616579474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8528200580616579474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-guang.html' title='For Guang'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-9023791473180090401</id><published>2008-09-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:31:39.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It has got to be the hardest thing to have happen to anyone, no matter who you are. To lose someone you love dearly, then being the 1st one to see him like that, is devastating. The way he left just makes it worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can't imagine how you are feeling. To have gone through all that and having to put out a brave front for visitors, shows how strong you are. Like all who have heard it, me and mimi were shocked to hear the bad news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Can't help feeling a little bit angry, disappointed, at the way it happened. No one deserved to be treated this way. Can't help feeling moody since I got the message. It may not happen to me, but it could have. That's the thing about life. It could happen to anyone. I have always wondered how someone would be able to handle with this kind of situation if it did happen. I'm just sorry it happened to someone close to me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It will take a long time to get over it, but be strong and know that we are all here for you. Me and mimi wish you all the best, and our prayers are with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-9023791473180090401?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/9023791473180090401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=9023791473180090401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/9023791473180090401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/9023791473180090401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-not-alone.html' title='You Are Not Alone'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-6174046179376778399</id><published>2008-09-20T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:17:44.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;To update this almost forgotten blog of ours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;its mid-puasa nw..typing dis entry while a super sad raya song is playing in d kitchen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;12 mths frm nw...itd be jus awhile more to our wedding. Whoopee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Time sure flies fast...since d last entry, an engagement and a change of jobs. i finally left my job of 1.5 yrs. if u noe me, dat was d longest i ever stayed in a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;it was a wonderful and sad last half day..frenz made me a collage of photos beautifully framed, a Guess bag, a super huge Thank you card with super sweet messages...Last but not least, a Ang Bao. I will try to upload pics of the pressies and the farewell dinner soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;To you all, we will see each other again this coming Raya. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;So now, currently undergg on the job training..2 days down, 10 more to go. for the past 1 mth, been undergg theoretical and systems training. feeling kinda nice cuz i managed to be Top Scorer for most of the tests and managed to get Best Mock Call by one of the trainers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;not boasting of course..but I have never, in my whole life, managed to get top for anytg. So for me, its a big feat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;In a call centre now, so id be working shifts. a whole new thing for me cuz for all my workg life, ive been working office hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;a change for the better....Alhamdullilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;This year has been a great year for me. Thanks to Bobo , loving family and friends that He has lovingly showered me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Always and forever humbled by Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mimie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-6174046179376778399?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/6174046179376778399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=6174046179376778399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6174046179376778399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/6174046179376778399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-for-me.html' title='Time for me...'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-4876710344358732899</id><published>2008-09-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:05:14.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i HEART Nike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There is something about me. I love Nike. I love their products, I love their commercials, I love the way they do their marketing. It fortunate that Man U is sponsored by them. I just can"t imagine them being sponsored by adidas. Since I'm having a stable job right now, I have been looking out for Nike products. Currently have Nike shoes, Nike shirts and shorts. Not enough though. Would love to have more. If only I can get sponsored by them. Bad thing is that my gym will be sponsored by adidas starting next year. Kinda of sad, really. Its like cheating on your beautiful wife on a lower standard lady. Just wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love their commercials. They are just so unique. Have you seen the Brazilian football team commercials, old and new? Simply brilliant. My favourite commercials ever. Alot of other nice ones of course. The Joga Bonito series are a must watch. Feel like taking out the ball and just have a kick about everytime I watch them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The EPL have started. Man U is having a bad start again this year, but I'm confident that they will get through this. Been reading the newpaper lately and saw an article about the NBU (Nothing But United), versus the ABU (Anything But United). I can't understand why the ABU keeps dissing United. I bet if their favourite team is at the top, they would be boasting at others. Just shut it and concentrate on your own team. Not Man U's fault that they are doing well and their own team sucks. Seems to be that Liverpool's fan are the first ones to diss Man U (or Manure to them. That's SO original, oh grow up, please). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Talking about the EPL, its kinda sad to see managers leaving their post because they were underminded by "Technical Directors". I don't see the point of them anyway. To me, managers are the boss of the team. It is just wrong to have these directors buy and sell players without consulting the managers. I can understand why Alan Curbishley and Kevin Keegan left. Not really a fan of Kevin Keegan, but what have Dennis Wise done after his playing career to let him have a final say over Keegan? I'm so glad that Mike Ashley is selling the club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Man City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; is now the richest club in the world. They will be adding to Robinho in the January transfer market with the best players in the world, so they say. I see a trend here, when you look at the Chelsea case. When Abramovich took over Chelsea, Claudio Ranieri was replaced after he couldn't win the title that year. I see that Mark Hughes will suffer the same fate even with the best players in Man City if he doesn't win the title this year. I saw the match between Man City and Chelsea and they seem so far apart in standard. It will be fun to see an influx of transfers in the January market, but I just don't see Man City challenging the top 4. Not in the near future at least, not with Mark Hughes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Full time Nike Fan, Part time football consultant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-4876710344358732899?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/4876710344358732899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=4876710344358732899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4876710344358732899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4876710344358732899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-heart-nike.html' title='i HEART Nike!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-5759786494477318572</id><published>2008-09-18T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:54:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iSaiful</title><content type='html'>This past couple of months have been good to me. Got a Giant bike from my friends, just like that. Thought there would be defects or something but when my dad and me were looking through it, it was in excellent condition, with some minor scratches. You can't even find them unless you look at it up close. My dad, being the bike enthu that he is, started to change some of the parts with those he kept after modifying his own bike. My god the bike is great. It's so light and superfast. Rode it a few times to work, and got scolded from my grandma because of that. Hah.. Would cycle more if I wasn't fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toned down my workout a lot during this fasting month. Still able to train but not as intense. I get so tired by the time I start training in the late afternoon. Feel like a zombie on the way home after training. Which is not bad since I managed to lose 2kg halfway through the month. I'm guessing I'm losing more muscle than fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the fools who turned up at midnight to get the iPhone last month. Can't believe that I actually queued up for 4 hours to get it. By the time I got home it was already about 4.30am. And I actually thought that I might be among the "earlybirds" I went to the Comcentre at 10.30pm. I signed up for the mio plan and switch over from M1 for it. Actually, that's the reason why I got the iPhone, because of mio (really! Part if it anyway). So far so good, no major problems about the phone. Some minor glitches here and there, but it's nothing a little patience can't solve. The web surfing is superb compared to other PDAs so that's a really big plus point for me. In fact, I am updating this entry on my iPhone. One member told me not to get it because it can't forward sms and there's no mms, but I don't really use them so no point even if the iPhone was able to (and this was already after I got the phone. Lucky he didn't see mine).  The camera function is just right for me since I don't use it much. Overall, no complains from me whatsoever, for now. Watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the iPhone, and it will love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-5759786494477318572?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/5759786494477318572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=5759786494477318572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5759786494477318572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/5759786494477318572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/09/isaiful.html' title='iSaiful'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-6726582757695846610</id><published>2008-07-31T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:21:14.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Better Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;As I listen to Jack Johnson's Better Together at 1 in the morning, I can't help but reminisce about my Poly days. Its no secret that they were the best days of my life so far. I no longer had to succumb myself to the rigid timetable of secondary school life (work life too if you come to think about it), I met the greatest bunch of friends that anyone could ask for, and I met the love of my life. Some days I just wish that I could go back to the times when we were hanging out in the tutorial rooms, waiting for the lesson to start. And when it did, some of us(me!) would start playing bingo. Countless days of fun, but of course some not so pleasant. If only I had a camera along with me all the time back then to capture the great times we had together.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boy do I miss those days. Feeling abit sentimental. I bet you would if you were listening to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no combination of words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could put on the back of a postcard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No song that I could sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can try for your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our dreams, and they are made out of real things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a, shoebox of photographs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With sepiatone loving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is the answer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least for most of the questions in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like why are we here? And where do we go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how come it's so hard?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not always easy and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes life can be deceiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMM it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all of these moments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just might find their way into my dreams tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know that they'll be gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the morning light sings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And brings new things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For tomorrow night you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That they'll be gone too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too many things I have to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if all of these dreams might find their way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into my day to day scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd be under the impression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was somewhere in between&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With only two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not so many things we got to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or places we got to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll sit beneath the mango tree now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMmmmm MMMmmmm Mmmmmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe in memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They look so, so pretty when I sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey now, and when I wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You look so pretty sleeping next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there is not enough time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there is no, no song I could sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there is no, combination of words I could say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I will still tell you one thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're better together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love you bo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-6726582757695846610?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/6726582757695846610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=6726582757695846610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A late night entry before I go to sleep. Having a chalet with the SW pals at Sentosa soon. Really looking forward to it. Its been a long time since I went to a chalet and the last chalet with them at Sentosa wasn't what I would say fulfilling. Had to go back to SAFTI the next morning to cover Guard Duty. Bummer. Sure this will be alot of fun. Pity Mimi couldn't stay overnight. It would be good for her to really enjoy herself, with her being stress with work and the wedding thing. Nevermind about that. At least she can come over the next day for the Luge! I tell you guys, the Luge is super exciting. Well I don't go out of Singapore very often so zip it if anybody else have been to anything more exciting overseas.  Pity the course is pretty short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been busy thinking of presents for the 3 of them. Feel that its the least I can do after everything they have done for me. Somehow feel that I am indebted to them. Probably that's why I am looking forward to the chalet. Being able to play a part. Feel like I have not been so close to them since I have been working. Good time to catch up with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh yeah.. Jensen is now attached.. Heheh.. Not being disrespect. Just really happy that he found someone. Wish him all the best and the same happiness me and Mimi have been so lucky to have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now time for Vic, Mel and Guang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-1854688895834383557?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/1854688895834383557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=1854688895834383557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1854688895834383557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1854688895834383557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/07/present.html' title='Present'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-3121380242343876102</id><published>2008-07-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:29:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about the money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The good thing about working in a gym is the freedom. Its pretty laid back, get to use the gym for free (a big plus) and you get to mingle with alot of people. I feel like I can stay here for even longer than I planned. Originally the idea is for me to stay until after I get married next year, then saving enough money to get a part time degree, finish my degree, then move on to somewhere else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The saving money for the degree will definitely take some time. I'm already keeping half of my pay for the wedding. Definitely gonna save more after we get married, need to get a flat, spend money on "house" stuff.. Starting a family is hard. But no regrets whatsoever. And no kids for me. Not in the near future at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeap. Save money, get married. Save more money, get a flat. Save even more, get a degree. Save much more, get a baby. Hahah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now how do one sign up for Survivor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-3121380242343876102?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/3121380242343876102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=3121380242343876102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3121380242343876102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3121380242343876102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-all-about-money.html' title='Its all about the money!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8876947956339960403</id><published>2008-05-04T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:17:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Hey Ho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;To anyone who reads this humble blog of Mimi and Saiful (Yes, we are a couple, and yes, it's a bit corny) faithfully, we pity you. Nothing major happened since the last time we updated. Well, something minor did happen, but it's nothing really. Haha.. kinda. We got engaged! Yes, it's semi-official. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;To all my friends that I didn't informed regarding this, it's because the whole thing was a small event, a family thingy and most of all, I'm not one to brag about these kind of things. But rest assured, when the big day comes, you are all invited. Just make sure you guys are free by end of 2009. I have some pictures from the engagement for your viewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;The reason why I am not in the picture is that I was not involved in the whole thing. A malay custom-thingy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;That's all now. Don't know why but my hands are aching from all these typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Long Live Man U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/P3290296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/th_P3290296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/P3290295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/th_P3290295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x269/ipulmimi/P3290294.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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I am a working man. I am now part of the SAFRA Energyone Fitness Trainers. And since I'm doing part time at SAFRA, I decided to join SRC as another gym trainer. My schedule seems to be able to accomodate both so I thought, why not take the opportunity to earn more money? Too bad SAFRA only pays me $8 per hour. Lucky for me, the management told me that it will go up to $10 if I do well. Its a matter of time actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;I got certified in CPR today with Yiguang. Damn senang. Though we were tested at the end of the 4 hour course, didn't even feel like a test. The practical was like a simple lesson, and I barely took 5 mins to finish the theory test. Well, it really won't take 5 mins if all there is to do is 10 no-brainer MCQ questions. So now, all I have to do is earn as much as possible to apply for FIC or FISAF. Which one to take, I haven't decided. Oh yeah, can start buying protein again. Damn, I'm the smallest in SAFRA. Must be a little bigger at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;And a hair cut. Definitely a hair cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its Fasting Time! i checked d me weight this morning and I dropped a kilo! mus be that 2 hr aerobics and 1 hr dance dat Ive signed meself up for. ive nv sweat so much in my life.! aha! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so after d fasting mth, dere's definitely d celebration rite.. :) ive got my hands full organizing d PHR (Perjumpaan Hari Raya = Hari Raya Gathering) for d company. its only a few weeks away and we still have yet to rehearse!. not to mention some problems dat cropped up along d way..low budget, no dancers, y...even d programme was not even finalised  till last week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but now things are underways (alhamdullilah!). :) oh n dere's a reason y im typing dis entry in red..cuz im gona wear red dis raya!! ive been told dat red suits me so i tot "heck, y not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im gg for d femme glam look (if i can dat is) dis year..in addition to dat, ive cut my hair! short!! shorter den usual at least..bobo is happy i took his advice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lucky my bday is not one of d puasa days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alright! tooodles all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-1702713405369251052?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/1702713405369251052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=1702713405369251052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1702713405369251052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/1702713405369251052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-4130606592200033305</id><published>2007-08-12T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:43:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now lets begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is what you get from getting two lazy "bloggers" into sharing one blog. A delay of 2 weeks in updates. Anyways, we like, went to the zoo, 2 weeks ago. At least I think its 2 weeks. Could be longer. Yeah, we had lots of fun. Really! You kind of enjoy the zoo more the older you get. Love the animals, love he views. Really amazed at the changes the zoo had gone through since the last time I went there. Thanks to Mimi who got the free pass. By the way pictures are at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Getting back to recent time, THE EPL IS BACK! Your faithful Man U fan, ME!, can't wait to watch the Man U match tonight! With the players they have now, this is an exciting time for the team. Alex Ferguson is really looking forward to the future. Hope Nani and Anderson could have the same impact on the EPL like Ronaldo had. That would be terrifying. Not for me at least. I also would like to see Sunderland do well this season. That's because Man U's former Captain Marvel is the manager. Good thing for them that they won their first match yesterday, against Tottenham Hotspurs no less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, in general I'm really glad the the EPL is back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ciaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sadly, my life aint so interesting like ipul's. However, i reali loved the zoo outing we had. d leopard cat was so ke ai!!! it looked almost like my pet at home. and the white tigers, such majesty!!! its very sad to noe dat its species are on the brink of extinction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i went out with my mum and bro yesterday..went all d way to eunos technolink to view d wood furniture dat my mum is so in love with. she needs new sofa..to me, a sofa is a comfortable seats with fluffy backrest and soft, cottony seats so dat after a hard day's work u can jus sink into it and relakz......rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but No....mum idea of a sofa is solid teak wood with no cushion. No Cushions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so if ure coming by my house for hari raya, remember to bring a small pillow along. if u wish to save urself from a numb butt from sitting too long on a hard, wooden seat. n after dat, we went to ikea. den while browsing through d items on d 2nd floor, i belive we were in d lights section when i saw this white G String!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not on d floor but on a MaN!!! a MAN!!! mind you, this man was short, fat and dark skinned. his G was showing. it seems tat d jeans he was wearing seemed to be slipping down n down n down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A word to men who weat G's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PLEASE PULL UR PANTS UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okie dats it from me, work is ever so stressful wat with a new manager and all. and my health is getting from bad to worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Puasa gona start soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Live Life Happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/4130606592200033305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-lets-begin.html' title='now lets begin!'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-8759423031432238098</id><published>2007-07-15T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:02:32.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo, ORD entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yes, the day have finally come. My last duty. No more after Saturday. Now it's leave, all the way til 6 Aug, barring any last minute activation by my RSM at least. My days will be full of waking up in the late mornings, SCV watching, and if there's time, some exercise. Ahh, the life of an ORD-ing guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;If you have not watched Transformers, you really really, really should. OMG, the movie of the year for me, by far. The graphics was marvellous. Funny too... Can't wait for the DVD release. Will definitely buy it. Anyways, to keep up with my thirst of movie, Mimi and me watched Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix at Vivo. Quite nice I must say. A darker one compared to the previous 3(or is it 2?). But I must say the trailer of Rush Hour 3 and The Simpson Movie was what got me excited. From what I saw, I will definitely watch it when it gets out. French-speaking asian and Spider-pig? HAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Looks like I can only update the blog through Mimi's laptop, since my monitor at home decided to blow up. Well, it's not really the "blow-up" kind of blow up, if you know what I mean. The stupid adaptor suddenly "popped", and the screen went black. Tried buying another adaptor at the Challenger, but knowing what bad luck I have with computer gadgets, I still went about buying this $55 adaptor, only finding it out later on that my monitor wasn't compatible. Not surprising there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Willl be updating a long one here since Mimi don't feel like updating. Well this is my plan for the upcoming week. Hopefully 3 days of gym, farewell dinner with my RP Team, quality time with my darling, especially on the 20th when we will be going the zoo since she got free passes for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Did a little "ORD shopping" for myself. Bought a new wallet, new slippers, new shirts, and plenty of games for the PSP. Yes, we guys do have our periods of feel good shopping. Am now thinking, should I get another set of dumbells, a new pair of shoes, or a the Creative Zen Stone MP3 player? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Haiz, can't believe I actually burned $55 on an adaptor that I can't use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Monkeycrap, out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-8759423031432238098?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/8759423031432238098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=8759423031432238098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8759423031432238098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/8759423031432238098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2007/07/solo-ord-entry.html' title='Solo, ORD entry'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-231911124224476045</id><published>2007-06-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:58:40.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just watched Shrek the Third today, after weeks of wanting to. Nice show. You really need to know the jokes to laugh. I think mimi and me were the only ones laughing most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Other than the movie, it was a relax day. Just finding videos to watch and download. Finally finished watching the whole Heroes Series. Simply love that show. Hate cliffhangers though, those after every end of seasons. Makes you crave for the next season, and makes you super impatient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Heroes down, so I have Smallville and Prisonbreak to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maybe Desperate Housewife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am SO looking forward to my leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For those who do not yet know, 10th July will be my last duty. Will be on leave til 6 Aug! (My ORD date of course!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So much to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;so much to do...@ work dat is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;finally had dat damn exam over n done wif, i can now fully concentrate on other stuff. which is...more work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;i seriously dun understand their logic of mre pay, mre work. wat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;other ppl are being paid higher den me n basically do NUTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;ah..dats life..unfair as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Look @ d bright side, i got my bo, family and my dear cat. wait 2 cats. one live and d other non-alive =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Finally! managed to get Bleach playing on d lappie. spent almost d entire day dwnloading so many media players, none of which in work till now. In d middle of it all, watched Shrek 3!  Damn funny lah..d puss in boots is damn cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;ok.im tired. n need to get back hme to sleeeeeppzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Nite y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;~Mimie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-231911124224476045?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/231911124224476045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=231911124224476045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/231911124224476045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/231911124224476045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-watched-shrek-third-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-476631412856906799.post-3250426103976545032</id><published>2007-06-17T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:18:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/RnUYULBHpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDJ8wpRnimQ/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076990889764038450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/RnUYULBHpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDJ8wpRnimQ/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Its official. This is the first posting of the Saiful-Mimi Blog collaboration. You know, since we are a couple and it would be neat to share one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Actually, you can call it the Mimi-Saiful Blog since she will be the one more familiar with blogging. Kind of having a block on what to put here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well let me tell you about our blog name, TomatoMustard. Well, we were thinking of what title to give our blog, and I was eating Doritos and wondering at the same time if mustard would go nice with the Doritos (I was hungry. Still is). That's when it struck me. Since Mimi likes tomato sauce, and I mustard, it makes perfect sense. I have this idea of us blogging in different colour fonts. Yes, it may sound cheesy and freaky judging from the fact that it was ME who came out with this whole idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yes, I have turned soft (But mess with me and I will still chug you out clean!) Good to let that out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;By the way, it is 1 month and 20 days til my ORD date. ORD OH! Out. - Monkeycrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Lol. N before you ask, it wasnt me who made him soft. I havent met a man more jubilant to get out of NS. his happiness is addictive i tell you..wait. HE is addictive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ORD OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Rite..having a mental block now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;OH YEAH! on our 3 year anniversary, we went out to watch a play..yea u heard dat rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A PLAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A Singapore Repertory Theatre's version of the Midsummer's Night Dream. It was one thing to watch a play but another to watch it at Fort Canning Park..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Beautiful night. Cool Breeze. Fresh air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Twinkling stars..Great Sandwich. (Hehe.. we did it ourselves) Though the language spoken was not your normal English.."Why do thee love thy eyes?"..it was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Will never forget dat day..Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Speaking of the blogname, TomatoMustard, its kind of represents us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Two Totally different food types which go great together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alrite enuf of this mushy stuff...you guys got better things to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Toodles! - MiniMiez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/476631412856906799-3250426103976545032?l=tomatomustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/feeds/3250426103976545032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=476631412856906799&amp;postID=3250426103976545032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3250426103976545032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/476631412856906799/posts/default/3250426103976545032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatomustard.blogspot.com/2007/06/virgin-post.html' title='Virgin post'/><author><name>TomatoMustard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04136207042359739847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/SNPGrTcErxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wmdb5RNOLaI/S220/IMG_3743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tlQ1Xy6bJA/RnUYULBHpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDJ8wpRnimQ/s72-c/Image096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
