<?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-1531822927050801041</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:20:24.336+08:00</updated><category term='Emo'/><category term='Jungle Book'/><category term='The History Channel'/><category term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><category term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>It's a Jungle Life</title><subtitle type='html'>stories about a bunch of monkeys on a tree</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-632233016260843991</id><published>2008-08-01T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:28:15.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerjalah lalalala</title><content type='html'>okay..work load is loading in fast. currently preparing the wastewater assignment/field trip report, reading for the first wastewater quiz/test on monday morning, reading for the first boring engineering economic quiz next week, researching and working on the ETP 15 credit hours project which includes lengthy meeting every 2 or 3 nights, meeting supervisor, and stealing infos from internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been trying to keep fit lately. and that is getting harder as days pass by. well, the gym is now open all the time for anyone. nobody seems to care. that is good in a way. jogging around UTP is kinda relaxing as well .. with some nice melodies and a rush of heat and adrenaline at the back of the neck, jogging could be pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is it for now. shall try to keep updating this blog time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-632233016260843991?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/632233016260843991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=632233016260843991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/632233016260843991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/632233016260843991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/08/kerjalah-lalalala.html' title='Kerjalah lalalala'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6568168135365628844</id><published>2008-07-23T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:56:16.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>First Half of First Week</title><content type='html'>First week has always been the laziest week for me. Classes at 8am dont make sense. Getting sleepy easily and beginning to pick up the evening-2-hours nap again. Everything still doesnt look to be in place now. Still deciding with the subjects to be taken. ETP is another issue. Getting started with the first meeting tonight. trying to make everything fall in the correct place or else i wont have a good kick start. trying to take care of my diet and health as well since im having some slight problem there. to you , do take care of your health. missing you is a part of the feeling i live with day by day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6568168135365628844?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6568168135365628844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6568168135365628844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6568168135365628844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6568168135365628844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-half-of-first-week.html' title='First Half of First Week'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6464058768669305464</id><published>2008-07-21T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:16:18.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Bagero</title><content type='html'>Fark..some freaky-my-stinky-foot-fetished-rotten-bloody-asshole stole my shoes. we have some serious shitty assholes in my uni. im amazed. demn, i dont like getting new shoes. screw you asshole, hope your balls fall off and a mad dog takes them away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6464058768669305464?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6464058768669305464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6464058768669305464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6464058768669305464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6464058768669305464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/bagero.html' title='Bagero'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6857166237932893248</id><published>2008-07-20T22:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:40.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>Ipoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the last night of the last holidays that I am gonna have in the following 3 semesters. That sound pretty disappointing.Uhmm. Still not in the mood to start the why-in-the-world-that-i-have-to-do-this routine again. Having a new life is not helping at all. Sigh...Big Sigh~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least i managed to do something fun to celebrate the ending of the fun. 5 of us went down to Ipoh to catch the new Gotham Knight in Jusco and to have a lil' chilling out session..well sort of. We did a lil bit of shoppings while waiting for the 12.30am movie. got myself 2 shirts, an electric kettle, and the latest ROTTW edition..talk about random shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225113855993534514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVXkF3WDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NLGET46HXW0/s320/P7192524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;full house except for the midnight session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225113849582210978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVXMNST6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/_86MvbWXLO8/s320/P7192535.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the guys..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225113854687937858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVXfOlhUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RcQsUqnoXXs/s320/P7192538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner in Jusco, which was rather disappointing and supper in the Old Town Kopitiam. Spent the time there public trashing, kap luis, kap chais, kap aquas and kap gays. everywhere was pretty packed because it was Saturday's night. the high frequency of meeting the gays that night made us wonder whether they were having some gay-pride-weekly gathering there. The Old Town is a pretty decent place to find good food and to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the food that we had for dinner &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225113863671101314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVYAsVt4I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yOSagbTggm8/s320/P7192527.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the pork rib rice that Tee Hooi and I had&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225113869760236114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVYXYGilI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Tc4xWYOS66Y/s320/P7192528.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the something-that-look-like-a-pancake that Som Phong had &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118054100294882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINZL7Qg3OI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uLIJB3qpPfM/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheese baked rice that Dody had &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118040323770306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINZLH77x8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/l9Ea1prbmXE/s320/P7192529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yes, my food came the last again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the food that we had at the Old Town Kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118052486346370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINZL1Pt9oI/AAAAAAAAAVA/AkKigPezRD0/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the Old Town roti-kahwin that AK had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118048518734034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINZLmdxANI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QtZQpGXfFc4/s320/P7192542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Old Town peanut butter bread that Dody and Tee Hooi had&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225119957584045394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINa6uSZ5VI/AAAAAAAAAVg/elWgEr-w9QM/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Old Town tom yam mee hoon that Pankor had&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225119949518600578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINa6QPc-YI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bO9dZVhyhCM/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Old Town pork bun? that tee hooi had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to Jusco from kopitiam just in time to catch the movie. the movie is good, but Joker is superb. I think i like him more than Batman..haha. the progression was kinda slow, and my roomate fell asleep on another guy's shoulders. im pretty sure that he was faking it. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we headed back to utp after the movie ended at 3.00 am. yeah, it was kinda lengthy. Picked up Carina the Garfield at the main gate at 4.00 am and crashed back to our rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently...feeling bored, doesnt feel like going back to classes...in short "sien lor".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225119953096048946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINa6dkYgTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EdhcEMdI1xY/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's pimped GTi that was reviewed in the latest Hypertune (July). If you look closely, the UTP sticker is still there. 'Bagero'.&lt;br /&gt;but, well done bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6857166237932893248?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6857166237932893248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6857166237932893248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6857166237932893248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6857166237932893248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ipoh.html' title='Ipoh'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SINVXkF3WDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NLGET46HXW0/s72-c/P7192524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-9201409512779929251</id><published>2008-07-19T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:57:25.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is a Public Service Announcement , This is Only a Test</title><content type='html'>This is a public service announcement. MMU is organizing the annual Mr and Miss MMU. please vote fot this fella over here who is running for the 2008 Mr MMU. you can register and check out the candidates in list by following the steps-for-dummies tru this link &lt;a href="http://immasturpigedeatbaffalo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://immasturpigedeatbaffalo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . the website is in Chinese, but if you follow the step by step instructions given here ,there should be no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the man, do the right thing. Do vote for this fella. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of public service announcement-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-9201409512779929251?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/9201409512779929251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=9201409512779929251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/9201409512779929251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/9201409512779929251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-public-service-announcement.html' title='This Is a Public Service Announcement , This is Only a Test'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-4223860976295260973</id><published>2008-07-17T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:23:47.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>UTP</title><content type='html'>so what is up around here now?? erm, tronoh food is still the same. more trees are being cut down in utp to make ways to new constructions, ah beng's favourite tree has been cut down also, more people are coming back, car parks are being filled quickly, still no outing to Ipoh, some new stuff on dc+, crazy weather in utp, highly population of Pak Guard and Mak Guard, more severe infestion of RM...well to put it all in a brief way, the good stuffs have gone bad and the bad stuffs have gone worse here. im missing the previous semesters. everything seem a liltle bit too new for me. group of people to hang out with might get larger, but the real fun that im looking for wont be found that easily anymore. moving on is not a choice, but the only choice that i have. everyone seems to have done so. maybe im just being late. at least, im left with some beautiful memories to reminisce to. .miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-4223860976295260973?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4223860976295260973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=4223860976295260973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4223860976295260973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4223860976295260973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/utp.html' title='UTP'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2864734147169511013</id><published>2008-07-17T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:02:53.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Cant take my eyes off you</title><content type='html'>there is a very deep need to lay my eyes on the person that i couldnt. just a moment would be enough. a moment that i want to capture for a very long long time in the future, when today will be the past and the past will remain history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2864734147169511013?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2864734147169511013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2864734147169511013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2864734147169511013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2864734147169511013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_17.html' title='Cant take my eyes off you'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-4690502303842360093</id><published>2008-07-15T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:04:11.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Across the Universe the Review</title><content type='html'>WOW! and double WOW! i dont knw what have you guys been doing this afternoon, but i bet whatever you did, did not worth your time as much as i did, watching this movie that i found on dc+. it was like what i expected, even better. it has almost everything that i would like a movie to have, Beatles' and Lennon songs, beautiful melodies, love, hope, faith, the 60's-70's  Hippies life style, artistic nudities, arts, dance, complex relationships that come to simplicity at the end, revolutions, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, not all of you would have the same opinion about this movie. But for me this is certainly one of the best musical there will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you need is love, and love is all you need"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-4690502303842360093?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4690502303842360093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=4690502303842360093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4690502303842360093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4690502303842360093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/across-universe-review.html' title='Across the Universe the Review'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-5403987311754038637</id><published>2008-07-15T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:43.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Ants, ants, ants</title><content type='html'>red ants are infesting my room. there are building an army ant soldiers to take over this room. well, guess what bloody ants, me and my roomate wont give up this room so easily.FREEDOM arghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223252073408616002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHy4FjfX1kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f5qiIukejI4/s320/braveheart_vid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my roomate showing off his long weapon&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223252077162903282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHy4FxedtvI/AAAAAAAAATY/EEv4Dni9W3Y/s320/braveheart460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my roomate with a bunch of his friends playing with long sticks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223252070142274002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHy4FXUnadI/AAAAAAAAATI/fGpx42Ww9rs/s320/braveheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Arghh...i got bigger and longer sword than you...you have no chance of surviving this war. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ants, you all better watch out or my roomate will crush you all with his weapon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-5403987311754038637?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5403987311754038637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=5403987311754038637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5403987311754038637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5403987311754038637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ants-ants-ants.html' title='Ants, ants, ants'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHy4FjfX1kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f5qiIukejI4/s72-c/braveheart_vid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-883130647733754990</id><published>2008-07-15T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:34:56.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Craps</title><content type='html'>i found it is pretty amusing that two well grown adults, standing 6 feet apart from each other, talking cock and being sarcastic to one another just like what two 9 years old kids fighting over their attention in class would do, except now two much older and hairer guys doing it live on tv. the debate was too short honestly for something so amusing like that. kinda rare too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a debate should have a winner and a wiener doesnt it? so who get cook just now? Wheter it is Anal I-Bra-Him (as Benny Sia aka the blood brother of Kenny Sial addresses it) or She-Bra-He aka the Erection Guy, we may never know for sure. This is what we call politics, people swear, people bull crap, people talk cock and people bull craps some more in the name of politics. well bravo to both of them, the Malaysian crappy government and the opposition, because they are doing good....nono..they are doing great jobs as politicians. for the rest of Malaysian like you and me?? i guess we just have to stand the stinky bull craps coming out from their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got any complaint ka?? its okay...we can DEBATE over this :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-883130647733754990?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/883130647733754990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=883130647733754990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/883130647733754990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/883130647733754990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/craps.html' title='Craps'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6769356528203827945</id><published>2008-07-14T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:23:42.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>i have been thinking the same thought over and over again. i have been wanting the same thing over and over again. i have been feeling the same feeling over and over again. but i guess, possibility is impossible. just wish it is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6769356528203827945?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6769356528203827945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6769356528203827945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6769356528203827945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6769356528203827945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8519599994651804364</id><published>2008-07-14T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:16:47.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>1,2,3,check check, lets go...</title><content type='html'>Momobuta-checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Pigs-checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogi-checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guitar-checked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;something to wear-checked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some cash-checked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some other stuff-checked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, those are pretty much what i should be packing. ill be on the open road. feeling lost and aimless. take care homies. love you two. see you real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8519599994651804364?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8519599994651804364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=8519599994651804364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8519599994651804364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8519599994651804364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/123check-check-lets-go.html' title='1,2,3,check check, lets go...'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3529268645368169052</id><published>2008-07-13T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:30:18.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Is this it?</title><content type='html'>Well, break is coming to an end. I'll be leaving to UTP tomorrow. I got a feeling that i wont be back home for a while. after this semester, there will be my 8 months internship training. Feeling??? Hurm, a whole lots of feelings. Some how im losing the sense of belonging. Not feeling so excited to go back to uni, yet things have not been exciting back at home also. At the same time, feeling that i have been wasting my last holidays in this year. Well, this is it. The last night on my bed, in my house for this holidays. Im gonna miss some of the familiar faces a lot. Hope you all will stay fine back home. And Im gonna miss the crazy semesters that i had in the past. Gonna miss the companions and the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a long ride back to school. Well, goodnight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3529268645368169052?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3529268645368169052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3529268645368169052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3529268645368169052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3529268645368169052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-this-it.html' title='Is this it?'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3335024035468355893</id><published>2008-07-13T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:44.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>My Great Escape (to be)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my head is being fucked, emotion runs low, and nowhere to turn to, there is no other place that I want to be at more than here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222185161067457762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjtvFS97OI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IOlyrmBRTO0/s320/557501962_598c9570e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222191508490915874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjzgjSpkCI/AAAAAAAAATA/V3lN7Zwtjy4/s320/south_beach_west_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222185160853947394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjtvEgEBAI/AAAAAAAAASI/4dyjRDQ4_fs/s320/443426468_d58dcefc45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;white sand, blue ocean, white cloud, blue sky. just the perfect color tone combination for my getaway. Just by looking at these photos I could imagine myself in a beach short and shirt, digging my toes in the warm smooth sand, feeling the sea breeze on my face, with a glass of ice-cold coke in my hand, laying on my back to face the clear blue sky, knowing that the crystal clear water is just a few steps away, hiding from all the problems of the real life and more orgasmastic thoughts...... This would be a WOW!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222191504782453554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjzgVee6zI/AAAAAAAAASo/Ww-Of2sYn20/s320/beach-sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and after the most romantic sunset of I life, I will just hang out by the fire, with some good food, drinks, bbq and my guitar. But what a waste to enjoy the fun all by your own right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222185188889833666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjtws8VsMI/AAAAAAAAASY/4P69GxWz_0M/s320/barafundlebaySimonKreitem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...this shall be My Great Escape. But for now, I should just close my eyes and let the imagination runs wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3335024035468355893?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3335024035468355893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3335024035468355893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3335024035468355893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3335024035468355893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-great-escape-to-be.html' title='My Great Escape (to be)'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHjtvFS97OI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IOlyrmBRTO0/s72-c/557501962_598c9570e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3688550971616332628</id><published>2008-07-12T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:45.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Totoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This name just came across my mind. A name and some pictures that put a smile on my face. :))&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221997881598007986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHhDZ-592rI/AAAAAAAAARw/0pnUb0J9pU8/s320/Anime%2520-%2520My%2520Neighbor%2520Totoro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221997875281451938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHhDZnX-26I/AAAAAAAAARo/qquK_vi5cf4/s320/%255Blarge%255D%255BAnimePaper%255Dwallpapers_My-Neighbor-Totoro_gabychan(1.25)__THISRES__76018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221998565496603362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHhEByoGQuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zUjm_pe5AoU/s320/Review-totoro4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221998568418757074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHhEB9gyydI/AAAAAAAAASA/n_hi-PR8xYY/s320/totoro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cute arent them. This post goes out to someone who love Totoro. May it also put a smile on your face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3688550971616332628?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3688550971616332628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3688550971616332628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3688550971616332628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3688550971616332628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/totoro.html' title='Totoro'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHhDZ-592rI/AAAAAAAAARw/0pnUb0J9pU8/s72-c/Anime%2520-%2520My%2520Neighbor%2520Totoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2335633708627620137</id><published>2008-07-12T12:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:50:53.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Slide away</title><content type='html'>Things have not been going so well these few days. A few unexpected events, emo hours, deep blues, missing, self-reflection moments, regrets, being indecisive. Shit Im turning into a girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of craps being playing in my head. Im not feeling good at all. It is saturday, yet Im stuck here. I wish that time could have stop for a moment or maybe just for a day for me to relive the past. Forget about everything, forget about the world, the problems, the work, the time,..everything. That is genuinely my feeling now. I have no idea whether Im going nut or it is just some PMS for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is rather disappointing that a lot of craps happened without warning. It is more disappointing that most of them are because of me, my ignorence and selfishness. Karma as they say it. What goes around comes around. I deeply apologize for all the wrong doings. Im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I stuck in the past ? Or the past itself is something so precious that I do not want to let go off ? For the time being Im still having delusions and flashbacks in my head and heart. Perhaps one of this days, I will finally learn that things in the past are history so that we can learn from them. But for now, I just want to slip in and drift away just to relive and taste the moments of beauties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slide away give it all you've got,&lt;br /&gt;My today fell in from the top ,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of you and all the things you say ,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are now? ,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me down all the world's asleep ,&lt;br /&gt;I need you now you've knocked me off my feet ,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of you we talk of growing old ,&lt;br /&gt;But you said please don't ,&lt;br /&gt;Slide in baby together we'll fly .......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oasis- Slide Away)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2335633708627620137?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2335633708627620137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2335633708627620137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2335633708627620137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2335633708627620137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/slide-away.html' title='Slide away'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-146568325522542088</id><published>2008-07-11T17:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:45.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>This Is Spartan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcv8UCW5JI/AAAAAAAAARA/wfF9ZKfwgPM/s1600-h/clothes.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Spartan is hungry&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcv8vPKXgI/AAAAAAAAARI/11v9qDdEsDo/s1600-h/mamak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221695013478096386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcv8vPKXgI/AAAAAAAAARI/11v9qDdEsDo/s320/mamak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcv84asvsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/U2oEb3RX5WI/s1600-h/suzy.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When a Spartan speaks chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792345216361186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHeIeMN5ouI/AAAAAAAAARg/v5rSqMOaPy4/s320/chinese.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcsS01CLHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PaeEO48awyg/s1600-h/mamak.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-146568325522542088?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/146568325522542088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=146568325522542088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/146568325522542088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/146568325522542088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-spartan.html' title='This Is Spartan'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHcv8vPKXgI/AAAAAAAAARI/11v9qDdEsDo/s72-c/mamak.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-4368999356188985439</id><published>2008-07-11T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:08:15.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Resucks</title><content type='html'>My result came out this morning. It drops from the last one like cow poop that come out from the back side of a cow. How disappointing. It could have been better. Well, I should say i deserve this one. Have been hearing a lot of unpleasant news here and there. To you, cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont worry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About a thing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz' everthing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is gonna be alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Bob Marley)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-4368999356188985439?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4368999356188985439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=4368999356188985439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4368999356188985439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4368999356188985439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/resucks.html' title='Resucks'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-4761289892371545775</id><published>2008-07-11T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:54:14.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>"Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off ." No offence to all the girls out there. I just want to knw, does this sentence make any sense at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-4761289892371545775?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4761289892371545775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=4761289892371545775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4761289892371545775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4761289892371545775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-1134410621261856790</id><published>2008-07-11T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:47.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Kenny Benny???</title><content type='html'>Bennysia, the only blood-brother to Kennysia conducted the experiment to find the key to the question "Why does Kenny look like an ass all the time?". When asked about his foundings from the experiment, Benny said "It's either Kenny is gifted. Or he's just born with an ass-face. I personally prefer the latter". (Quoted from &lt;a href="http://bennysia.com/"&gt;http://bennysia.com/&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431303356056322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHZAGyekgwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PiqNfQZDlPs/s320/assface_thumb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These side by side pictures show how close the resemblance of Benny to his blood-brother Kenny Sial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently Benny is correct, it does take a lot of talent to look as ass as Kenny. This is my best attempt which i personally proud of, yet still far behind the standard that is set by Kenny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431308889517602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHZAHHF2biI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QQR6u2FR95w/s320/n665931559_983820_7661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenny I'm proud of u.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"they killed Kenny.... You bastard!!', sorry Kenny I just couldnt help saying that :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: credit to &lt;a href="http://bennysia.com/"&gt;http://bennysia.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-1134410621261856790?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1134410621261856790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=1134410621261856790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1134410621261856790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1134410621261856790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ass-face.html' title='Kenny Benny???'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHZAGyekgwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PiqNfQZDlPs/s72-c/assface_thumb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-1309073561540648743</id><published>2008-07-11T00:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:11:24.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>After 2 a.m</title><content type='html'>Well, again i do not have the brilliant brain to come up with this theory either. Nothing good will happen after 2am. This somewhat came from a series " How I met your mom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. i should say i agree with this, that nothing good will happen after 2am. Here is the list of the no good events that happened to me after 2am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-saw a car robbery near a mamak stall&lt;br /&gt;-dozing off on the couch just to get some nagging from my mum&lt;br /&gt;-panda eyes&lt;br /&gt;-excessive internet&lt;br /&gt;-late night snacks&lt;br /&gt;-got drunk&lt;br /&gt;-saw road accidents&lt;br /&gt;-argued with the person that i do not want to argue with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that i should have gone to sleep after 2 am cos nothing good will come out from staying up that late. you should have just gone to bed, get laid and sleep ur ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, nothing good will happen after 2am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-1309073561540648743?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1309073561540648743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=1309073561540648743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1309073561540648743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1309073561540648743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-2-am.html' title='After 2 a.m'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6385225322676038945</id><published>2008-07-10T13:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:17:47.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>Hungryyy....</title><content type='html'>Hungry and no food. farking combination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6385225322676038945?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6385225322676038945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6385225322676038945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6385225322676038945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6385225322676038945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hungryyy_10.html' title='Hungryyy....'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-1513270694069996780</id><published>2008-07-10T10:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:48.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Song List</title><content type='html'>Currently am listening to: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209527450957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2Zu2ZeII/AAAAAAAAAPY/jHXN7YvCffM/s320/1184059303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Mc Lachlan - Adia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221211407894108978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV4HMC-2zI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Vz_yWwUgDy8/s320/post-460305-1156668411.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kaoru Amane - Taiyou No Uta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209529721920018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2Z3T1mhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QIvn9Ed2wyk/s320/beatles12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Beatles - All You Need Is Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209948793812594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2yQeXNnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hv1dpS47PTI/s320/johnLennonFull.gif" border="0" /&gt; John Lennon - Real Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Lennon - Imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209942125904882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2x3onA_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ABDgeBqhZ4Q/s320/cenderajiwa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Flop Poppy - The Rest Of My Life&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209520866364562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2ZWUgjJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_XKtWlcMR04/s320/0000038756_20070327162213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan Rhys Meyers - This Time (August Rhapsody OST)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209523663014930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2ZgvSDBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hM_AJ317Abg/s320/8901136-8901139-slarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avenged Sevenfold - Warmess On The Soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221211401089810210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV4GystfyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OVAZb2IYrfE/s320/bob_marley.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Bob Marley - No Woman No cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob Marley - Don't Worry Be Happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209945413443970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2yD4a4YI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GSeEk1rT9No/s320/oasis2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oasis - Cast No Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oasis - Let There Be Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209530521402402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2Z6ScvCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5nm_IXkC8Dw/s320/B000CBVMH2.02.LZZZZZZZ" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Verve - Drugs Don't Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going pretty slow on listening hard rock stuff. But it is kinda relaxing to rest my ear drums for a while. But these stuff that im listening to are really good. well, at least for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-1513270694069996780?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1513270694069996780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=1513270694069996780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1513270694069996780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1513270694069996780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-list.html' title='Song List'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHV2Zu2ZeII/AAAAAAAAAPY/jHXN7YvCffM/s72-c/1184059303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-5589039462611986232</id><published>2008-07-08T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:50.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Across the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODN7Y3jEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nIM6_p_zDPE/s1600-h/200px-Across_the_universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660668356070466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODN7Y3jEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nIM6_p_zDPE/s320/200px-Across_the_universe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across the Universe. I have yet to watch this movie. but i bet, the experience indulging myself into a movie that full with colors, beautiful melodies, and captivating scenes is going to be a wonderful one. for now, i can only get a glimpse of this musical from the clips shared on You Tube. this is the link to one of the clips &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GkgDZ28T00&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GkgDZ28T00&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; (All You Need Is Love),which i think is so refreshing and full of hope, love, and life. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660670593613538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODODuVvuI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kaUNSTqHDxw/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing All You Need Is Love on the rooftop Beatles' style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another clip that i think everyone should check out is this one &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D92Lyxj7U7Q&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D92Lyxj7U7Q&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; (I want to hold your hand) which is a ballad version of the old Beatles' hit. simple yet very elegant, just the way i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that they finally incorporated Beatles' beats into a musical is so exciting. This is just the type of movie that i need now. A movie of hope, love and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660677679209762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODOeHrXSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BZCnp9TUtnM/s320/472463ed2a6d0across_the_universe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660678863777602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODOiiGb0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/uMW_KZShTVQ/s320/evan_rachel_wood10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Jude, dont make it bad, take a sad song and make it better......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODOWb0IJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gRjYLVgRCAk/s1600-h/Acrtoss.preview"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Universe'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHODN7Y3jEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nIM6_p_zDPE/s72-c/200px-Across_the_universe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-7618819797241877328</id><published>2008-07-08T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:50.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Fat chipmunk-ee 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHN_nAhVR3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/euxMmnYvmVk/s1600-h/2852370-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220656701183969138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHN_nAhVR3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/euxMmnYvmVk/s320/2852370-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fat chipmunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658468546459314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHOBN4dYtrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/xO3HcEU9kBA/s320/n665931559_983820_7661.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fat chipmunk-ee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-7618819797241877328?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7618819797241877328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=7618819797241877328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7618819797241877328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7618819797241877328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-chipmunk-ee-2.html' title='Fat chipmunk-ee 2'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHN_nAhVR3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/euxMmnYvmVk/s72-c/2852370-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2395473194405798859</id><published>2008-07-08T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:17:46.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Selamat Tinggal Dunia</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i just wish this is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2395473194405798859?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2395473194405798859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2395473194405798859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2395473194405798859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2395473194405798859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/selamat-tinggal-dunia.html' title='Selamat Tinggal Dunia'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-7610694747853740871</id><published>2008-07-07T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mc Donald Chipmunk-ee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI8Kt5HCOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FcKOi_O67QE/s1600-h/n665931559_983820_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220301072891316450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI8Kt5HCOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FcKOi_O67QE/s320/n665931559_983820_7661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do i look like a fat chipmunk-ee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i think i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-7610694747853740871?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7610694747853740871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=7610694747853740871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7610694747853740871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7610694747853740871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/mc-donald-chipmunk-ee.html' title='Mc Donald Chipmunk-ee'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI8Kt5HCOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FcKOi_O67QE/s72-c/n665931559_983820_7661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-4296779253973178812</id><published>2008-07-07T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:50.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver lining behind the dark cloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI6ovjcIQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N-J7727HyjY/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220299389710115074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI6ovjcIQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N-J7727HyjY/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything happens for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-4296779253973178812?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4296779253973178812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=4296779253973178812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4296779253973178812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/4296779253973178812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/silver-lining-behind-dark-cloud.html' title='Silver lining behind the dark cloud'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHI6ovjcIQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N-J7727HyjY/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6195464921546909601</id><published>2008-07-06T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:17:22.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Magic Word</title><content type='html'>my current magic word is "FUCK". it is incredible how versatile this word could be. regardless of any situation, "FUCK" seems to fit in perfectly to represent or express just anything like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE MAKE A MISTAKE WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;" I fucked up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE ARE GETTING LAID WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE SEE A HOT CHIC WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"Shes's so fucking hot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE PISSES US OFF WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"Go fuck yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE ARE FEELING CONFUSED WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so fucked up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMETHING IS REALLY GOOD WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"This is so fucking good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SMETHING IS REALLY SUCKS WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"This is so fucking bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ANWAR IBRAHIM APPEARS ON THE NEWS WE SAY&lt;br /&gt;"Did he fuck again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magical isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6195464921546909601?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6195464921546909601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6195464921546909601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6195464921546909601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6195464921546909601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/magic-word.html' title='Magic Word'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3703328261969631684</id><published>2008-07-06T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T02:40:26.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>hate note to noiseemunkee</title><content type='html'>noiseemunkee!! you are a god damned bastard. you talk cocks when you dont even have one. you bull shits. im so gonna kill you bastard. may your ass rot and your balls drop off. you big piece of trash here 3 words for you, "go fuck yourself !!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3703328261969631684?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3703328261969631684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3703328261969631684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3703328261969631684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3703328261969631684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hate-note-to-noiseemunkee.html' title='hate note to noiseemunkee'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-1608360242980062957</id><published>2008-07-06T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T02:54:24.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>All we need is Love?</title><content type='html'>John Lennon once said "All we need is LOVE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far has he spoken the truth, or is it just another metaphore than is non-existing. they said Love is a game of two...if it is so much of a game, there will be a loser...isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally for me, love had brought me to a long roller coaster ride. there was the early part where i felt the anticipation and anxiety of falling in it. there was the joy of being in it. there was the low points when i felt sick of it. and there was a point when i was trapped in a loop. there was point where i made mistakes for being to comfy just before i took the big drops. there was also a point when i questioned myself, why in the world did i take this ride??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after all of those exciting corners and drops, you will reach to the end of the ride. as we approaches the end of the track, we begin having rapid flashback of the memories, the wonderful time and the not. and finally it slows down and stops and what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, you get off the seat and begin to walk away. half way to the way out, you stop. stand there silently. just to turn and take a look back and wish how it could have been a longer and better ride. wish, that you shoudnt have made all those stupid mistakes that wasted your time when you are supposed to be enjoying the ride.. wish that you can keep on riding. and then you snap out from that and realize that you are blocking other's way. you got trapped in the flow of the crowd that is rushing out, trying hard to take a second look to the ride, wanting to say a proper goodbye. but it didnt happen. you went through the door and it erases your vision of the ride. all that left, are memories, feelings, and a whole lot of regret. you will think that another roller coaster ride next door is going to be as good as the previous one. but you could never be more wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my ride. but i despise the way it must end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , is it true that all we need is Love?? how does love makes the world go round, when it could be the worst weapon you could use to hurt someone?&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to lose faith in Love or had i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we need is Love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-1608360242980062957?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1608360242980062957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=1608360242980062957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1608360242980062957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1608360242980062957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-we-need-is-love.html' title='All we need is Love?'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3934191194617927278</id><published>2008-07-01T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:50.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Hancock</title><content type='html'>Will Smith has come out with another new movie which i think is available now / soon at the cinemas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217952032272503906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnjujqhVGI/AAAAAAAAANo/Fhpyk6fqPNU/s320/n665931559_983839_6341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand-Cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono.. not that one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217952039184011522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnju9aWkQI/AAAAAAAAANw/XUAKulJONuI/s320/hancock1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hancock&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i do not believe in many things, but one of my beliefs is that any movie that Will Smith acts in, is a not-to-miss block buster.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can catch up with this movie soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3934191194617927278?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3934191194617927278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3934191194617927278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3934191194617927278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3934191194617927278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hancock.html' title='Hancock'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnjujqhVGI/AAAAAAAAANo/Fhpyk6fqPNU/s72-c/n665931559_983839_6341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8041174369027500303</id><published>2008-07-01T13:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:53.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Malaysia Kini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEZc-reI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6TN3qo9ZPqs/s1600-h/homer-simpson-brain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i turn on the Asstro i see this&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FVkM13I/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5gNflztA9w/s1600-h/bart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217911741694662514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FVkM13I/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5gNflztA9w/s320/bart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when i log on to the Slowmyx i discover this&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217911745775566626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FkxKfyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sTE_u0Xq9nc/s320/homerchokingbart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;when i turn on the radio i could imagine this&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217911744660036322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FgnM2uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ebkvE1k5MfI/s320/simpsonschoket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;because our nation is led by people like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FuPopHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/z2tStMlJM6A/s1600-h/homer_simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217911748319290482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FuPopHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/z2tStMlJM6A/s320/homer_simpson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with brains like this &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217913924581502434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEZc-reI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6TN3qo9ZPqs/s320/homer-simpson-brain2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because they work like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217913927303690306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEjl_-EI/AAAAAAAAANY/Ry6pm9foYGQ/s320/The_Simpsons_habits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;under a leader like this&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217911752787983202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_F-5De2I/AAAAAAAAANA/RTAid3X62LQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes us scream for help like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217913923632628434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEV6wAtI/AAAAAAAAANI/yddo804RaEs/s320/FP1334~The-Simpsons-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from a superhero that look like this&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217913928283837794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEnPr1WI/AAAAAAAAANg/fzgZqYMmFBk/s320/pck-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FVkM13I/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5gNflztA9w/s1600-h/bart.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FuPopHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/z2tStMlJM6A/s1600-h/homer_simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FkxKfyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sTE_u0Xq9nc/s1600-h/homerchokingbart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217913923632628434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGnBEV6wAtI/AAAAAAAAANI/yddo804RaEs/s320/FP1334~The-Simpsons-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HELP US OWHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8041174369027500303?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGm_FVkM13I/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5gNflztA9w/s72-c/bart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2836796132473906820</id><published>2008-07-01T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:04:45.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>"Why I could not get a girlfriend in UTP ( UNIVERSITI TAKDE PEREMPUAN)" quoted from someone else, not me</title><content type='html'>okay, lets not throw those rotten eggs to me okay because it was not me who came out with this theory. i do not have the genius brain to come out with such theory after all. i got this from a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, why cant a guy get a girlfriend in UTP or Universiti Takde Perempuan??. I believe many of my fellow guy friends have been trying to answer this question. So, based on the theory that fella came up with,the following should explain why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lets say, out of the 5000 students in UTP, 2000 are girls.&lt;br /&gt;- out of the 2000 girls, lets just say 1000 are conservative and not open to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;-so, we are left with 1000 girls. lets say that since UTP is so competitive, that most of the students do nothing than just study the shit out of themselves. lets say 700 of the girls are among that. they do not want to start to a relationship and they are the boring type afterall.&lt;br /&gt;-okay... so we are left with 300 girls. lets say 200 of them are attached and not available for a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;-among the last 100,.... 95 of them dont have the qualities that you are looking for... so, you wont have interest in them. hence, we are left with the best 5 candidates out of the total. the last 5....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- We just dont knw who they are..hihi ( this is about the time, when all of us started to laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it is kinda cruel. but we laughed to this joke. even girls laughed as loud as we did. so, have some sense of humour will you, and spare those rotten eggs for some corrupted ministers instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: this theory was created in Chiang Rai :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2836796132473906820?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2836796132473906820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2836796132473906820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2836796132473906820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2836796132473906820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-could-not-get-girlfriend-in-utp.html' title='&quot;Why I could not get a girlfriend in UTP ( UNIVERSITI TAKDE PEREMPUAN)&quot; quoted from someone else, not me'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-7954022467407127005</id><published>2008-07-01T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:53.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>Project Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGkRCaJV-EI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I_nHsjybyt0/s1600-h/DSC02453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217720376361351234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGkRCaJV-EI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I_nHsjybyt0/s320/DSC02453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 15 minutes of fame and glory...hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-7954022467407127005?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7954022467407127005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=7954022467407127005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7954022467407127005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7954022467407127005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/07/project-summer.html' title='Project Summer'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGkRCaJV-EI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I_nHsjybyt0/s72-c/DSC02453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8116829503578217779</id><published>2008-06-30T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:54.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Monday's Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifoasbVII/AAAAAAAAAMI/pM13-z4jc_s/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifosq7jaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fQC6tTONd74/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifoasbVII/AAAAAAAAAMI/pM13-z4jc_s/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217595685017965698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifoasbVII/AAAAAAAAAMI/pM13-z4jc_s/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifosq7jaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fQC6tTONd74/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217595689843527074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifosq7jaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fQC6tTONd74/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;falling deep in blues...in all the memories left behind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217350423676729122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGfAkU_8NyI/AAAAAAAAALw/GvCeq_RMWWE/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for the blues, thank you for the memories....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8116829503578217779?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8116829503578217779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=8116829503578217779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8116829503578217779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8116829503578217779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/mondays-blues.html' title='Monday&apos;s Blues'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGifoasbVII/AAAAAAAAAMI/pM13-z4jc_s/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-963174854482802490</id><published>2008-06-30T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:53:06.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>chill baby chill</title><content type='html'>suddenly everyone is feeling emo...what can i say to make things better??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill baby chill...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-963174854482802490?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/963174854482802490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=963174854482802490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/963174854482802490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/963174854482802490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/chill-baby-chill.html' title='chill baby chill'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-7172445713582860387</id><published>2008-06-29T18:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:55.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Gay Munkees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdt13WtxxI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kmi2iePo9Mw/s1600-h/n665931559_983841_7050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217259465491728146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdt13WtxxI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kmi2iePo9Mw/s320/n665931559_983841_7050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdt13WtxxI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kmi2iePo9Mw/s1600-h/n665931559_983841_7050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe that a straight guy wouldnt mind acting bicurious once in a while for the sake of being fun. well, which sex joke is not funny?? how could a sex joke not be funny??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am totally cool towards bicurious. they can do whatever they want with their body and life as long as they dont start poking me. im not looking down on them yet i dont want to be one of them. so why make a big fuss if your friends acting gay once in a while. only a guy with an issue would make a big fuss over that. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdobYwMjjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PlZ0ai480b0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217253506859783250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdobBuJ1FI/AAAAAAAAALI/QEnEOTWnGzg/s320/sp708_South_Park_Is_Gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, even south park is gay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217256357262194834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdrA8TC-JI/AAAAAAAAALY/fZjnM4Pst-E/s320/n665931559_983839_6341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why would you need to worry about being gay with this kind of asset...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217253502300052466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdoawvB2_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/BX1Po6YZD2w/s320/n665931559_983753_3261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all the bicurious out there a cheer to you. be who you are, rather than what people want you to be. stand up gay with your gay pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-7172445713582860387?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7172445713582860387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=7172445713582860387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7172445713582860387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7172445713582860387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/gay-munkees.html' title='Gay Munkees'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGdt13WtxxI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kmi2iePo9Mw/s72-c/n665931559_983841_7050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2563884321551875334</id><published>2008-06-28T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:52:03.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Ketagihan</title><content type='html'>man..it has been a torture to know that most of my of my friends are enjoying their holidays so much, in the most happening ways. some have turned club junkies, some are earning money, some are shopping, some are travelling, some are getting laid...so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im still stranded here, in front of the faithful screen with a bitchy connection. so ketagihan all the fun and being wasted like what a teenage riot is supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, im enjoying the peaceful healthy life style. at least for another 3 weeks. after that ill be like a chicken on a run. haha. hoping hard that by that time i still got some screw up kaki to get wasted together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Malcom, lets go bro. haha. show me some hot babes around your place dude. no ah kua please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ to shea teng : oioi, slow down girl..wait for me to go cari makan together la..haha. here i come babehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2563884321551875334?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2563884321551875334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2563884321551875334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2563884321551875334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2563884321551875334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/ketagihan.html' title='Ketagihan'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-584256468350498296</id><published>2008-06-28T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:42:00.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Green Munkee</title><content type='html'>i want to get drunk too &lt;(=_____________=)&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-584256468350498296?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/584256468350498296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=584256468350498296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/584256468350498296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/584256468350498296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/green-munkee.html' title='Green Munkee'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-9159555739551871593</id><published>2008-06-27T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:29:30.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sien Lo</title><content type='html'>One of my good friend's, favourite lines is "Sien Lo", which is a pretty normal line used everywhere, all the time. so, no big deal about this?&lt;br /&gt;well, you are wrong...dead wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are dead wrong if you never think that this line could be used in such situations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 1&lt;br /&gt;In the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Beng, the company have to let you go, Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Sien Lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: BENG!!, YOU'RE FIRED, GET THE HELL OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Sien Lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2&lt;br /&gt;In the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Hey hot stuff, wanna dance??&lt;br /&gt;Hot Babe: Hell no..&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Sien Lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 3&lt;br /&gt;By the road side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Here's your ticket for speeding..&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Sien Lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 4&lt;br /&gt;In the clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Mr. Beng, your girl friend is pregnant&lt;br /&gt;Beng: Sien Lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING~~~......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: currently: bored, missing, waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-9159555739551871593?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/9159555739551871593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=9159555739551871593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/9159555739551871593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/9159555739551871593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/sien-lo.html' title='Sien Lo'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-7417685514672848265</id><published>2008-06-26T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:56.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Super Roomate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOcKeklvXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/U3ieasmas5E/s1600-h/DSC08293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;came across these photos of my roomate, on a weekdays just before his afternoon class. looking at the wall of the room, i believe this photos were taken when we were in the first year. so, lets pull a little prank on him now shall we. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOcKwvREbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fr3myJ3Svwc/s1600-h/DSC08295.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ6B_7SAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KX482UdOjGA/s1600-h/DSC08264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182015673190402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ6B_7SAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KX482UdOjGA/s320/DSC08264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is my roomate's classy sleeping style. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182011639562802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ5y-PAjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/br2FRbHzLwg/s320/DSC08277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is one of his many special powers, the God Level Forbiddened Sleeping Kung Fu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ6TCdCCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2L3rHbhDKeE/s1600-h/DSC08268.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ63JuvtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/g34MFGuuT4Y/s1600-h/DSC08288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182029941391058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ63JuvtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/g34MFGuuT4Y/s320/DSC08288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this is one of many times my roomate acting horny on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope this guy wont found my blog space somewhere..hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-7417685514672848265?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7417685514672848265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=7417685514672848265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7417685514672848265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/7417685514672848265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleeping-with-zombie.html' title='Super Roomate'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SGOZ6B_7SAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KX482UdOjGA/s72-c/DSC08264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-260071772958394211</id><published>2008-06-26T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:14:46.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>TBnet, Slowmyx  and Asstro</title><content type='html'>apparently the free connection that im borrowing now is subscribed under the renowned internet service provider- the TBnet (Tak Boleh Connet ) with their most popular service the Slowmyx. Diu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another service that is driving me nut is the Asstro which is truly an ass.&lt;br /&gt;the service is so easily affected that even when i farted i swear that tv went blank for at least 3 seconds. another diu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when this two services acting like asses simultaneously then i am left with nothing to say except double diu, diu diu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-260071772958394211?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/260071772958394211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=260071772958394211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/260071772958394211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/260071772958394211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/tbnet-slowmyx-and-asstro.html' title='TBnet, Slowmyx  and Asstro'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3143489764987344481</id><published>2008-06-23T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:56.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>A very expensive piece of crap</title><content type='html'>Have any of you guys out there ever been in a stituation wherby you need to have a super human skill. Imagine that you need to eliminate the naked photo of your mistress with you, that is sent in an envelope to your wife , that you manage to intercept just before it reaches your wife's hand while sharpening a pencil.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are not born as Superman, Batman, Mat Rempit, Phua Chu Kang or Bill Clinton, you will surely screw up. so how is it possible for a man like you and me to escape this and save our beloved balls from being kicked by our wives?? anyone ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid not, because I have found the solution to your PROBLEM. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SF_A5svm56I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Lx2T7eiJpdg/s320/pck-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CALL NOW or risk losing your balls!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3143489764987344481?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3143489764987344481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3143489764987344481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3143489764987344481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3143489764987344481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-expensive-piece-of-crap.html' title='A very expensive piece of crap'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SF-7fOKv67I/AAAAAAAAAJw/vXIsawJOcpQ/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-917686180697945986</id><published>2008-06-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:57.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Guitar Chic</title><content type='html'>Currently is going crazy for Kaoru Amane (Erika Sawijira) songs. the French -Japanese beauty. like usual pictures tell a thousand words &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214705485239017218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SF5bApfz3wI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LdGj8NmMLtk/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214705491198090098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SF5bA_skG3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/o7V6rfCIKY0/s320/Coverlarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;her latest project was the series Taiyou No Uta, which she act as a dying girl who suffered from a severe skin illness. to be honest, im not a big fan of Japanese series, and i didnt go crazy with this series also. it is just that i fell in love with the songs and characters. the songs are simply simple and that is the wonder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pretty chicks that play guitar and sing are just attractive arent them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-917686180697945986?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/917686180697945986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=917686180697945986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/917686180697945986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/917686180697945986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/guitar-chic.html' title='Guitar Chic'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SF5bApfz3wI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LdGj8NmMLtk/s72-c/26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-5945497063848841608</id><published>2008-06-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:17:02.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>1 week old</title><content type='html'>woohoo!!! my blog is 1 week old tonite (and counting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday baby : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-5945497063848841608?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5945497063848841608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=5945497063848841608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5945497063848841608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5945497063848841608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-week-old.html' title='1 week old'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3651362513368350822</id><published>2008-06-21T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:57.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Little Birdy Big Money</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i went to my dad's hanging out spot. there is the place where he would spend his leisure time in the morning and evening to hang out and working out the old school way, yum chaing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214295956697225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzmi8yxl8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/J-ur3bFAzu0/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; bird house and club house in construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad started to build this building about a year ago at the area where he do his daily hang outs, now it's almost at its completion.the ground floor of the building will be used as the club house for the himself and the friends. i hope they'll decide to put a snooker or a pool table in there so that i can get free games all the time. the upper floors will be used as the bird house which will be occupied by these little fellas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214296983373738786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFznetdh8yI/AAAAAAAAAHA/a1SwN91StSw/s320/BorneoPost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;they are called Burung Walit, these are the birds that produce the bird nest that we can get in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214296983934547474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFznevjPNhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Jn5wuT-cWBw/s320/Bird_Nest.png" border="0" /&gt; processed bird nest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the market price of the bird nest is around Rm1000 per kg. depending on the quality it could go up to whopping RM4000 per kg. that is freaking expensive considering the nest is made of bird's siliva. heck, who the hell pay that much to eat bird's saliva. Gimme 100 bucks, and ill give u mine instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if this project works out well, then it will certainly be a cash cow. if it doesnt, then it would be a good looking landmark at least and a good hang out spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3651362513368350822?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3651362513368350822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3651362513368350822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3651362513368350822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3651362513368350822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-birdy-big-money.html' title='Little Birdy Big Money'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzmi8yxl8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/J-ur3bFAzu0/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-502741092584519931</id><published>2008-06-21T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:55:59.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Meet Al-Yogi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yogi is a freelancer who doesnt do anything. he has been crashing at my crib for some time now. well, we dont really mind, he's fat and hairy but he doesnt cause too much disturbance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284301723078018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzb8ioZjYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ugbU3C6Mbtw/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time he will be reading my magazine at his favourite seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284775345388450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzcYHAwe6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tiE1hFgb30o/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is him with out the glasses, he claims he looks better with out them..well i couldnt see the differences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284802724297650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzcZtAZe7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/bI6ncePP-Mc/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yogi brushing teeth in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284816931382866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzcah7oZlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/am1Irv8Zcko/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i must say that sometimes Yogi is rather vain..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284307818808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzb85VvBDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u4QuFDFCEDA/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yogi messing with my slippers. Screw u Yogi. Give it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214284306304342066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzb8zsqGDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kQNyP1rgxNg/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; little that we know bout Yogi, he doesnt talk much. But, this fella is filthy rich. i used to wonder where did all his cash came from until one day i woke up just to find this in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214285261353586610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzc0ZiJD7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/RSYe0o8S71c/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-502741092584519931?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/502741092584519931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=502741092584519931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/502741092584519931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/502741092584519931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/meet-al-yogi.html' title='Meet Al-Yogi'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzb8ioZjYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ugbU3C6Mbtw/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8683388446923807265</id><published>2008-06-21T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:06.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Lots to write :)))) RACUTP Thailand Charity Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, well... this is one of the most enjoyable and happening trip i have ever been to. tho' it has been quite a while this experience is certainly in my must-blog list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trip to thailand was a 10 days trip, participated by these wonderful and beautiful people. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214240768756196770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy0WlsSpaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ckiDXmnSNZc/s320/n891350646_1962894_1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful people from left: Bismo, Joshua, Sheateng, Kee Hui, Kong, Aaron, Kul, Qi Hua, Chester (at Butterworth rail station before departing) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214242110165720066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy1kq1PnAI/AAAAAAAAADY/E6H4JX4CnGQ/s320/n891350646_2078608_7079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Beautiful people that like to take photo of silly Kung Pow pose : Rotarian Arthur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not in the photos above is Mr. Zul, the rocking, happening, youthful representative from the Student Support Services. (sorry Mr. Zul.hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and also Kong 2. Kong 1's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it has been a while since i last met them. but first impressions are always important as they said. some of my first few impressions and the characters that i found in these beauties&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bismo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect English speaking dude, super senior, a joker that can make u laugh till you crap the shit in your pants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joshua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Party and clubbing animal, one of the most happening senior i know, dedicated leader, super friendly esp to chio chicks.hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheateng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it was not exactly the time that i had my first impression towards her, so this doesnt count.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kee Hui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now its getting ridiculous....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;director of the trip, super senior as well, stylish hairstyle that match well with his teeth (quoted from Sheateng.hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaron&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a confused kid, made me thought that he was a roach, pull out mind farking jokes when noone expecting, decent looking, need to include Weight Gain in the diet..hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another super cool senior, that goes high on coffee, love shopping and bargaining for goods..hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Qi Hua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;graduated senior, we have a lot of in commons, love shopping and bargaining as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chester&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the rock star, super funny, super talented, Super Man-iac.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rotarian Arthur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a super cool Rotarian, very knowlegble, and can make you listen to his stories the whole day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr.Zul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another super cool adult, youthful and happening&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kong 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love food like me and sheateng, friendly as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the rest of the stories i will let the photos do the talking because they do it better than me:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214242108596611250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy1kk_I6LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oo942VxFQJU/s320/n891350646_1962893_9883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Butterworth, taking pictures with partially vandalised antique train. Knocked my head here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214250636861275682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy9U_P4fiI/AAAAAAAAADg/9a9zncGieaU/s320/n891350646_1962895_2263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the train where took the 1 whole day journey from Butterworth to Bangkok the capital of Thailand (Bangkok babeh). it was a cool journey, got to know the senior that we had never known before, got to make some souveniers and gifts for the children we were visiting. the seats could be converted into single beds where you sleep at night. i took the upper bed and sheateng took the lower one. that makes me sleep on to of her. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214250640725136338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy9VNpGU9I/AAAAAAAAADo/vnPGcbYHg3g/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the beds are not ready, we spend our time dozing off in the train like this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214240777398741266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy0XF41aRI/AAAAAAAAADA/khHYw1udG9M/s320/n891350646_1963060_1901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached Bangkok the next day. super excited. apparently, Thais respect their King very much. We were briefed not to bitch about the King and point at the Majesty's photos that were everywhere in Thailand. One thing that amazes me about Thais and Thailand is that, everyday when the national anthem is played about 6pm, every citizen will stop whatever they are doing and stand up to respect their national anthem. i wonder if we do the same thing here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Bangkok we took a bus to Chiang Rai that took another 12 hours. the bus sevices in Thailand is also super cool, the driver dresses like pilots and they have stewardess to assist the passengers. we get free drinks and food on the bus, watched Thai dubbed English movies before sleeping on the bus. Halfway to Chiang Rai, we stopped at a bus stop to have supper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214259529093876610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzFalZWC4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/orB8AmfTGcI/s320/n891350646_1963061_2900.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How Chester look like when he was a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Chiang Rai we stayed at Kong's grandmother's house. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214257357972156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzDcNVlsZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Vqy1sWWzwts/s320/n891350646_1963220_5780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214257358025069058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzDcNiNEgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jEcHDmn_Ynw/s320/n891350646_1963231_8640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214257361601429538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzDca24ACI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VHJJq8eXtpw/s320/n891350646_1963232_9813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214257362860872930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzDcfjJlOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C-zTMlLvWH0/s320/n891350646_1963233_976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;some of the mesmerizing views and people in Kong's Village (Kong spent a week in the monestry as a monk as a part of Thai's tradition)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214257358040876818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzDcNl-RxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/87Z-AsEH_2g/s320/n891350646_1963221_6979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the Hot Babes with Aaron the Notti Fella at the paddy field.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214259532279513746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzFaxQ3ApI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JYiFW9MCa24/s320/n891350646_1963240_9351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bismo getting excited at the back of the truck, Notti fella also&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214259534401631714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzFa5Kz9eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HF0AJlW7W3k/s320/n891350646_1964258_5254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is how we travelled around Chiang Rai. Super Cool huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214262014890665746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzHrRte5xI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YpbetrwmiiQ/s320/n891350646_1964261_8787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214262022459927890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzHrt6IrVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SAow7mvRzcM/s320/n891350646_1964397_9037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214262025514090658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzHr5STgKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0fIk39l_cFM/s320/n891350646_1964400_4079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214250642413937090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy9VT7vYcI/AAAAAAAAADw/LoTlIRMY84Q/s320/n891350646_1964601_6760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214262024010696306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzHrzr3hnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Q-Kzguf0vxU/s320/n891350646_1964604_679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of the places that we visited in Chiang Rai; the King's Garden and the Chinese Garden in Mae Fa Luang University where the some of the hottest chicks in Thai are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214250643766468802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy9VY-NYMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oYynodParQw/s320/n891350646_2077090_2254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299954049743602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzqLoF4evI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8-ve5bIanDI/s320/n891350646_2077115_5993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214250646509723810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy9VjMQIKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6W0mAZJPsgg/s320/n891350646_2077114_5032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214240757235626818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy0V6xks0I/AAAAAAAAACg/bw4aw2J22S8/s320/n891350646_2078584_1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The visit to the children home in the north Chiang Rai. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299948519339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzqLTfVNrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZiZEqkf1Adk/s320/n891350646_2078587_2325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299955960955442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzqLvNjQjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pK3gDIY6y4c/s320/n891350646_2078566_7780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the little girls that cried when Sheateng's leaving&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214299952392622418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzqLh6y0VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VbIXYLUmuGY/s320/n891350646_2078585_2981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most productive father of the year heh. miss those kids.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214302809333299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzsx02h98I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jdUTw1Lb980/s320/n891350646_2078592_6860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a kid from the Burmese orphanage. the condition of the orphanage is much poorer than the one we visited earlier. but despite what conditions they are in, those kids seem to be little affected by their fate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some of the random pictures from chiang rai&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214302811874687170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzsx-UceMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/B5KRmcyQ6mE/s320/n891350646_2078589_4713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;having dinner with the hosts&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214302814498063106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzsyIF6AwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yTELDAo4iOA/s320/n891350646_2078609_8400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hanging out at the King's Mother Garden which was full with lovely flowers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214302812674774738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzsyBTM1tI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9X0rzvN5dq0/s320/n891350646_2078611_276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chester doing his Super Maniac thing&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214302815221229874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzsyKyUqTI/AAAAAAAAAII/8OHsG4GW7fw/s320/n891350646_2078647_9947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the water garden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214305886951975698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzvk94AKxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ne7szqZrRqQ/s320/n891350646_1970676_9263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214309119298790786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzyhHTiZYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pc6sRqr-2aI/s320/n891350646_1964757_1455.jpg" border="0" /&gt; elephant riding crossing the river, Mekong River? new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are many more photos to be uploaded soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After staying about 6 days in the chilly, high land of Chiang Rai. we went back to Bangkok not with out another 12 hours of journey by bus.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214305886553071810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzvk8Y5YMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DsY2NgdAxjg/s320/n891350646_2078671_9767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back in Bangkok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214305891360521442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzvlOTFPOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yPF27erPwrU/s320/n891350646_2078674_2688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hanging out with the Rotaracter from Chulalongkorn University.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went clubing for a couple of time in Bangkok, and one thing for sure, Bangkok babes are sizzling hot like their food. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214305889570795186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzvlHoYLrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5SJdr-M2OsY/s320/n891350646_2078650_2924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chester playing with a Thai band at an opening of a newly built super mall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Free Carlsbergs just to freaking watch the opening band at the side walk. everyone's happy.We spent about 3 days in Bangkok and 3 days certainly not enough to explore the city of excitement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pat' Phong which is well known for its' reputation as the sex capital of Thailand. i still could recall that we were approached by a guy at the Pat' Phong street who then offered us to the Tiger Shows. It was a pity we didnt have enough time for the Tigers (or Thai Girls). The clubs there offer a wide variety of shows, which i bet most of us never heard of. you just name it, they have it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went for a Thai massage at a massage centre. The foot massage that i had for about RM25 was orgasmastic. Some of the girls went for the whole body massage which i believe is multiple orgasmastic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the many great thing in Bangkok is the night market. We failed to go to the biggest night market in Thailand which is Chatcucat, so we ended with a smaller version of that. The night market is amazingly organized and clean compared to pasar malam here. as usual, you can find almost everything that you want there at cheap or reasonable price. there are a lot of street pop-artist selling their original products such; shirts, jeans, caps, accessories, etc at prices as cheap as RM1 for a pair of earrings.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214309111453485122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzygqFEiEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Lo-ftR4qnUw/s320/n891350646_2078832_9028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way back to Malaysia from Bangkok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thailand trip was certainly a memorable trip. We had fun, we touched hearts, we did a lil' bit of contribution to the people, we tought, and we learnt. Great people, great places and great experiences. Im missing the wonderful time there with some of the greatest people i know. There is no doubt that i will go back to relive the memories again in the future. time will tell when. Bangkok babeh, here i come!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214309105527808642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFzygUAR4oI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OlQXx2bUuNY/s320/n891350646_2078833_169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: this is the rare Happy Munkee species that feed on Durian and Sotong Kering found in the train from Bangkok : P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8683388446923807265?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8683388446923807265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=8683388446923807265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8683388446923807265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8683388446923807265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/lots-to-write-racutp-thailand-charity.html' title='Lots to write :)))) RACUTP Thailand Charity Trip'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFy0WlsSpaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ckiDXmnSNZc/s72-c/n891350646_1962894_1084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3711972364434769528</id><published>2008-06-21T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:06.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Farking Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFyryYqvb8I/AAAAAAAAACY/JXoJfW0aPxQ/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214231350691721154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFyryYqvb8I/AAAAAAAAACY/JXoJfW0aPxQ/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Free internet has not been free for 2 days, was idling around pretty much these 2 days, hanging out with my brother with 2 days left of his holidays... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an ass farking nightmare a couple days ago. not a big deal tho. just want to embed the memories here. well nightmares happen for reasons most of the times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, roughly as clearly as i could recall the nightmare was something rather similar to my experience in the past which was mind farking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....damn, suddenly dont feel like writting much bout this. erm, to cut it short, lets just said it feel shit being trashed (literally speaking), and it doesnt feel any less shit when your dream feels as real as it could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was a couple days ago. currently feeling fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3711972364434769528?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3711972364434769528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3711972364434769528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3711972364434769528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3711972364434769528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/farking-nightmare.html' title='Farking Nightmare'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFyryYqvb8I/AAAAAAAAACY/JXoJfW0aPxQ/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-1123051241484017335</id><published>2008-06-18T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:07.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>Rock &amp; Roll Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" what you want to do when you grow up?"..."i want to ROCK!"...this is quoted from a video clip by the Scissor Sister, a glam rock band that was prosecuted by the angry moms in the State, to have been influencing the 90's youths and kids with bad incluences tru their songs and lyrics. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i do want to rock ever since i was a child. it all started when i was about 10 years old, back in the primary school. back then kids were listening to faggoty stuff from Back Street Boys and their faggot artist friends. i enjoy the music that they sing as much as any gigling, screaming girl fan would like. but i think it is just so wrong for any straight guy to put a poster of some 5 not even half good looking guys up on the wall of your room, or to sing to their songs in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not looking down on them, the boy bands. they make millions of dollar every year from the album selling and others. this proves that people do like them. lets just say they arent exactly my bottle of soda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213451127826531554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFnmLb_1xOI/AAAAAAAAACA/ySY_prLimAs/s320/oasis-band-5200075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first ever band that i listened to was Oasis, the biggest band from Britain after The Beatles. led by the Gallagher brothers; Liam and Noel, Oasis has written many hit songs since the early 90's. Songs like Dont Look Back In Anger, Stand By Me, Champange Supernova, and Rock &amp;amp; Roll Star make them a band of their own class and quality. Bringing those tunes to life is the attitude that Oasis has itself. Super-Cool yet super-rock. their stunning live performances never failed to attract thousands of their die-hard-fans especially from Manchester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Influencing many newer bands all over the world such as The Jet, Coldplay, The Times, OAG, and many more, Oasis is certainly one of the 90's wonders. The details of the bands can be easily Googled on the net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally for me, Oasis means attitude and rebel with a cause as a way of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"tonight, im a Rock and Roll Star"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213452093216187122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFnnDoWq4vI/AAAAAAAAACI/kL0V2HVJxng/s320/oasis-live-3701376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-1123051241484017335?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1123051241484017335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=1123051241484017335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1123051241484017335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/1123051241484017335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/oasis.html' title='Rock &amp; Roll Star'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFnmLb_1xOI/AAAAAAAAACA/ySY_prLimAs/s72-c/oasis-band-5200075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-6087327093379532336</id><published>2008-06-18T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:07.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Favourites'/><title type='text'>South Park is genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius!! there's just no other words to describe this poorly animated series. this is a series that makes Homer Simpson says "i need doop!" and Bart Simpson says "cow-bang-Ah Kua". nothing can compare to 30 minutes of extreme cursing, violations of logical mind, and simply just pure jokes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213161389701744738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFjeqdX0SGI/AAAAAAAAABY/hKbxPLYy2Xk/s320/SouthParkWallpaper1024.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The backbone of south park from the left: Kenny McCormick ,Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman , Kyle Broflovski&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213161387628157314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFjeqVpb2YI/AAAAAAAAABg/VBeJjBDQ_s0/s320/sp708_South_Park_Is_Gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gay south park&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;South park is basically a show that revolves around the four characters in a small town called South Park. Till present the series has entered season 12 and still going on strong. Different from other series in the same genre such as Simpson and Family Guy that apparently is written by a bunch of Dugong, South Park actually has a proper story line for each episode..well most of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213167843797826754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_doMTpyDOSvM/SFjkiIwO_MI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kB9MD0N68iA/s320/Dugong_-_underside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dugong a.k.a the writter of family guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each episode promises a different league of humor, provided that the viewer is open towards sensitive issues;might it be about religion, sex, politic and politcian, more sex, south park has never failed to make me laugh that i got cramp in my balls. For me, south park is the best representation of freedom of speech and thought. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my favourite character is none other than Eric Cartman, the fat spoiled S.O.B (literally), that think Hitler is a messiah, that murdered at least 2 adults and cooked them into chilly paste before feeding it to their son, that curses all he wants etc. he is a freaking genius in world domination and was abducted twice by aliens. well, what can i say..we all hate him but we just cant get enuff of Cartman. This kid is simply untouchable, making Bart Simpson look like Kenny Sia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, long live South Park, long live Eric Cartman. May the series and eric keep going on Forever which is 20 seasons in human time.well, this post is making me tired " screw you, i'm going home...".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-6087327093379532336?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6087327093379532336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=6087327093379532336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6087327093379532336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/6087327093379532336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/south-park-is-genius.html' title='South Park is genius'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFjeqdX0SGI/AAAAAAAAABY/hKbxPLYy2Xk/s72-c/SouthParkWallpaper1024.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-5132532486182389375</id><published>2008-06-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:19:51.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>Pimp My Ride</title><content type='html'>in my uni, sometimes your car can turn into a speeding microwave. the hot perak weather is not a pleasant experience for students with cars in my uni. yeah, during hot days, my car would be burning hot. i was worried one day ill got out from my car with 2 hard boiled eggs and a hot hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, me and my bro went out to get the glass tinted. if you wanna get your car tinted, theres nothing much to be shared. just get your car to the workshop, choose the type of the tinting film that you like or recommended by the worker there, leave the car for a couple of hours, get yourself occupied with some other stuff and then come back later...oh yeah dont forget to bring some cash..uhm lets say some freaking RM400. pay the tauke and get your butt off. like normal the spending today is sponsored by MBB.Sdn.Bhd or My Big Bro.Sdn.Bhd. well, lets just say that he got some cash in his pockets most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hopefully driving in the midst of the day in my uni wont be bearable. going to get my dim bulb replaced this week too. Pimping my ride to the max..i wish..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-5132532486182389375?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5132532486182389375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=5132532486182389375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5132532486182389375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/5132532486182389375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/pimp-my-ride.html' title='Pimp My Ride'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-3043096722492832277</id><published>2008-06-17T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:20:19.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munkee&apos;s Thought'/><title type='text'>Life - Time = Endless Regret</title><content type='html'>i believe everyone will come to the point in his or her life that we all will start to wonder all sort of craps. well this is one of the points where i begin to wonder too. i have been wondering lately, if i were missing so much out there why am i still here? funny question huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had this kind of thought as well?? that you are missing tonnes of funs, adventures, etc out there. stuff like backpacking all around the world, meeting up new people with different cultures, partying all nite long at the top clubs, performing live with my band if front of supportive crowds, getting involved in volunteery works, spending leisure time by the most beautiful beach with a cold drink in your hand, stalking wildlife in the wildest part of Africa savana, etc. with those long list of the things that you wont ever have the chance to do, you are certainly trapped in the bubble of your life, your routine, and so called responsibilites. i read a post before by one of my friends, saying that he doesnt want his life to be a cycle that has been carbon coppied for times before. being born, growing up, getting laid, got married, have some beautiful kids, and what? just to see your kids carbon copy your life-cycle again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reality that i believe in is that, this the bubble or cycle is very much real. most of us are living in their bubbles with pretty slim chance of popping it up. there is nothing much one can do to escape from the route of their lives. for us the students, being tied up to studies, families and small circle of friends...how far can we escape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do want to escape. but again, easier said then done. i have never been so adventurous. but maybe slowly, ill manage to find the weak point of the bubble and burst out from it and escape to find some fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-3043096722492832277?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3043096722492832277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=3043096722492832277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3043096722492832277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/3043096722492832277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-time-endless-regret.html' title='Life - Time = Endless Regret'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8438736301234901689</id><published>2008-06-17T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:08.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jungle Book'/><title type='text'>Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfbnq6n0MI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CFSxO1VdTsQ/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212876568286187714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfbnq6n0MI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CFSxO1VdTsQ/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    my house front view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfboHa5p1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/fQYuopm7bPA/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212876575937767250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfboHa5p1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/fQYuopm7bPA/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   my boss in front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i woke up early today, 10 am to be exact. not so looking foward for the routine tho. cos everyday is pretty much the same lately. would be waking up around this time, missing out breakfast and sunrise. around 11 or 12 pm, me and my brother will head out to meet up with my dad at the office. would hang out at the comfy couch there for an hour or two, go out for lunch around 1 or 2pm. then me and my bro will go back home, spend the rest of the day watching tv, sleeping excessively, getting online, chatting, talking to my mum, etc. so it has been pretty dull since i got back home. dont get me wrong, i love my home, its just that things were more happening back in uni. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is almost 11 am, expecting to go out in an hour or something. im dying to go to meet up with my friends to make some noise in the studio. have been planning to pick up several things during this holiday, blogging wasnt actually one of them..haha. but anyway, with free internet how can i say no politely right?. was thinking to learn more drumming, cooking, and maybe do some research on my internship opportunities. havent done any of those. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the other hand, im glad that im back at home. glad that im spending more time with my family. glad that im back to break the silence in this house when both of us were away. glad to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8438736301234901689?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8438736301234901689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=8438736301234901689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8438736301234901689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8438736301234901689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfbnq6n0MI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CFSxO1VdTsQ/s72-c/DSC00027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-8928409189462450811</id><published>2008-06-17T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:56:08.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The History Channel'/><title type='text'>C.L.U.B.B.I.N.G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"oly siao lang go clubbing maa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, that is quoted from my brain not so long ago..haha..not to say now that i am addicted to clubbing or anything. its just that it is so suitable as an irony to this post which is all about the short history of clubbing in my life diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a during my first sem foundation. it was an ah beng night club in ipoh called Y2K. well, if the name is 2000 its pretty well outdated i tell ya.. cos we are in the freaking 2008 dude..haha. the club is closed down now. i went there with a buch of frens after our first Chinese Prom Night. About 15 people went there, (me, sheateng, ah beng ah kua, gabriel, ai ting, jia min, kian chiew, keng huai, saw, james, dody, and some other seniors) some were virgin and some were suspected not. well, i was a virgin back then. haha.. and first time as they said would always be awkward. hell yeah that's right. at least for for the first 15 minutes.hahaha. my first impression was that, clubbing was not such a good idea. i was worried that things would be awkward, that most of us would be trying to hard to CLUB, and getting drunk and doing stupid &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;things. but we went in anyway, get ourself comfortable upstairs, trying to avoid the heavy crowd downstairs at the dancing floor.they called some drink, but i decided not to drink maybe due to my virgin anxiety. so i invited her to the dance floor instead. being a virgin in a club dance floor feels like you forgot to zip your pants during a Academy Award of somthing. yeah, it felt like everyone was watching you to do your monkey dance. but hell with that. we ended up having the time of our life. me and her was dancing our butt off like noone business. we had so much fun that it was almost unhealthy.haha... &lt;span&gt;and the rest they said is history. ill try to get the pic posted if i manage to find the way how.haha.freaking noob&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212878520642387842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfdZUAnP4I/AAAAAAAAABA/S5YZYlncXuM/s320/1_684808199l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay found the way to post the photos..haha. this isnt exactly the photo of the first time we went to the club. infact this is taken quite recently during Sheateng's Birthday Bash at Rum Jungle back on the 25th April. so from the top left: Kee Hui (noiseemunkee), Sheateng birthday gal, Ah Beng (Aqua), Jeffrey Pankor, from bottom left: Alcoholism induced drinking Victim 1, Alcoholism induced drinking Victim 2 ( suffered from severe dehydration after the clubbing session)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-8928409189462450811?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8928409189462450811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=8928409189462450811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8928409189462450811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/8928409189462450811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/clubbing.html' title='C.L.U.B.B.I.N.G'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SFfdZUAnP4I/AAAAAAAAABA/S5YZYlncXuM/s72-c/1_684808199l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531822927050801041.post-2343321221071423104</id><published>2008-06-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:56:15.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Emo post</title><content type='html'>things have been getting pretty quite lately. im currently back at home. yea..sweet as always, and always sweet i pray it would be. but, still im got that kind of feeling that you get when you are missing someone. yeah, to whom it may concern, yeah i bet you know who you are..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times when we were hanging out with the gang; Chau Ah Kua, Pankor, Chong Kian... with no worries in our head and no end in our way. those late night ipoh tour and late night mamaking. yeah..im missing those pretty much. im missing the laughter, and im missing you most of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are doing fine there despite having to be in the busy daily schedule and hectic life. try to get yourself some self-treatment when you could, a movie or two, a date maybe..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do have a pleasent dream and sleep tonite. forget all the worries.&lt;br /&gt;goodnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531822927050801041-2343321221071423104?l=noiseemunkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2343321221071423104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531822927050801041&amp;postID=2343321221071423104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2343321221071423104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531822927050801041/posts/default/2343321221071423104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noiseemunkee.blogspot.com/2008/06/emo-post.html' title='Emo post'/><author><name>noiseemunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02667296088426950354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5kKFjju1d6Y/SHEPjg8VmtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KrQirD6cV0Y/S220/mas0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
