<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:05:41.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the story morning glory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-1186168125367106798</id><published>2007-05-31T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:16:13.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>i have moved mynameisleroy.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-1186168125367106798?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/1186168125367106798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=1186168125367106798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/1186168125367106798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/1186168125367106798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/05/moved.html' title='moved'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-1672760204227467481</id><published>2007-04-11T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T03:31:28.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backside'/><title type='text'>people people people</title><content type='html'>Hello world its good to be blogging again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; done that in a month now so i thought i give brief update on the going-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life not that many of you actually care whats happening but since its my blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; do whatever the fuck i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So anyways the past month has been quite happening  the band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recorded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;album&lt;/span&gt; thingy that is coming out soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; turned seventeen so did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jonny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , i got together with this beautiful girl , started school  and got in to some fights with the family.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Went the for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rivermaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;concert&lt;/span&gt; the other they good so was the great spy experiment the addiction was happening the played mostly r&amp;amp;b stuff so it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we actually got to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rivermaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was cool thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bryana&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the addiction thanks guys!! The best part of the concert was the beers were going for $2 bucks fucking solid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The things i have to say next may affect people in someway i am gonna talk about god. I think that we as easterners rely on god to much to the extent that some of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; feel that god should live our lives for us instead of we living our own i am trying to say that we should be impious or anything but just take a look around i mean living in the world today is not easy maybe unless your rich but that might fuck up as well i mean who knows gonna happen tomorrow we all look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow but what if one day tomorrow never comes i mean who is to say whats gonna happen tomorrow i am not saying we should fuck god live life by the day party get yourself drunk and all that what i am trying so say is live life for the benefit of yourself and the ones around you the ones you love and cherish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; be selfish cos if you are waiting for god to live your life and i think when you do that god is doing the the same he is waiting for you to live our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Here is an good example its a joke i once heard. There is a man who lived in a village, one day men from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt; came into the village and told the people that there was this huge flood coming and that the people should evacuate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; but the man stayed behind when asked why he told the men "i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need your help god will save me."Then the flood came the man moved to the second story of his house rescuers came in boats and asked the man to come with them again he said "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need your help god will save me."The flood got worst the man move to the roof of his house a helicopter came and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;rescuers&lt;/span&gt; came down from it and tried to save the man but again he refused saying the same thing the flood got worse the house broke and he died. He went to heaven and met god and he asked god "my lord i have had so much faith in you but in the end you betray me and took my life" and then god replied "i sent people to warn you i sent you people in boats to save you i even sent people in helicopters to save you and yet you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go what else did you want me to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ya i mean you maybe strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;religiously&lt;/span&gt; but i think we should all live our own lives and not let someone else run for us, i hope i have not offended anyone but if i did then what i would like to say to you is go write about it somewhere cos i feel that we all should have respect for each others comments feel free to criticize i mean its your take on things i may not agree but i will respect it. Rite then see y'all around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-1672760204227467481?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/1672760204227467481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=1672760204227467481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/1672760204227467481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/1672760204227467481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/04/people-people-people.html' title='people people people'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-7433108203893260373</id><published>2007-03-12T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T03:12:21.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello hello</title><content type='html'>Yes i know its been a long time since my last entry but i have been caught up with stuff. Work has been ok still quite chill out but not when the stock comes in ah i hate stock days they can kill you sia serious. Well since my last post alot of things have happened like the band won 1st place in the band com that we took part in organized by nus science club called talent quest x damn happy lah got damn drunk that night Russell was talking so much cock on the cab ride back i tell  you i wanted to kill him. The taxi driver was awesome ah it was the first time i actually smoked in a cab damn solid the taxi driver was like" you all smoke or not?"We were yes of cos, then he nicely wind down the window take out one pack of camel no filters all fucking shiok i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Sandhya's birthday celebration the other day enjoyed myself had some drinking done actual quite alot of drinking and the birthday girl puked hahaha but at home lah wasted cannot see hahaha i dunno why i find it damn funny when someone pukes, i will help the person and all ah but i will laugh and do it ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went for Josh's gig at gas hause they were quite good but i think he should change the singer, Andrea was laughing at him ah damn bad ah we all were laughing but she laughed like in front of him ah josh did well he's bassing quite solid ah i have to say. Then when for Thomas's party at clinic which was quite ok not bad but i did most of my drinking outside damn madly priced drinks balls they have, tequila $30 bucks per shot mad ah i swear came home damn late didn't go for soccer feel damn bad abt it . Sorry shinks i will make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so that abt it lah life is still good and all i mean its not really happening and all ah and i still have some issues to settle but i am most likely to start school on APR the 9th so looking forward to that but there is one thing i have to say is that life is really full of twists and turns at the most unexpected places that may change your perception abt some things, this twists and turns actually make you and is actually making me tend to think otherwise about alot of things that you thought you actually know about it. But it actually really makes you more cautious about the things you say or do and who you say it to. Like in actual fact i think it makes a person more ruthless in a way where they maybe times where you would like figuratively roll heads to protect yourself or like bring as many people down with you as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what i am trying to say is that you become a more reserved person on the more emotional aspect of things like where you may be the same person you are on the outside but lots of stuff going down on the inside the thing that frightens me the most is that it may come to a point where even you don't know who you are rite  well that's about it lah seen y'all soon take care and yes i paragraphed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing i would just like to take this time to thank everybody who came down to dxo for the gig you guys were awesome love you all and thanks to those who didn't come but still supported us and all and thanks for being there for us you guys are the actual backbone of the band and thanks for everything basically .This win goes out to our friends and family and all the people who stood by us this two years thanks alot hope you guy will still continue to give the great support that  you always do THANK YOU!!!!! LOVE  Y'ALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-7433108203893260373?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/7433108203893260373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=7433108203893260373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/7433108203893260373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/7433108203893260373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-hello.html' title='hello hello'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-3682842669494275718</id><published>2007-02-20T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T09:58:51.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Ahh Chinese new year the longest public holiday we got. This year it was quite happening i have to say I think its the first ever Chinese new year that i got high. Rite so on Saturday i went down to my uncles place for dinner and all then after that i headed down to seng kang to meet Dhiban to go down to Sean Chen place. Rite so i went there rite expecting to see his other friends all but instead i saw Senthil and Ashwin(some of you may know him as Diablo hahaha). Sean Chen invited only one chinese guy for chinese new year that was Max who came later on with Sakthi and Prathab.So before they came the five of us Dhiban Senthil Ashwin Sean and I when to buy beer at seven elevens so i thought maybe they were going to buy a crate or what ah, well lets just say they took it to the next level ah they bought a crate ah but they bought a crate of tiger beer long cans and six more cans to add to that so that is 30 tiger beer long cans ah damn mad. So we started drinking playing cards gambling and all ah. The gambling was quite good ah i won about 8 bucks playing poker and we were playing 10 cents 20 cents ah so that is not bad ah. Then when all was going smoothly everybody having fun all Sakthi had to spoil everything by leaning on a glass panel and breaking it damn fucked up everybody fucked him up damn badly ah ,then when ask him if he is high or not you know what he reply  "abit ah" hahahaha damn fucked up ah.we asked him to go apologize to Sean's dad rite he couldn't even walk ah i tell you and  instead of apologizing to the dad rite he said sorry to Sean that's how bad he was ah we didn't know if we should be angry or to laugh at him ah damn cock up. Sean's dad took it quite well cos maybe he was drunk as well ah but still he took it well ah. So then i went home showered and went to sleep high which felt damn good hahaha and thats how i spent my Chinese new year. Riteo catch t'all soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-3682842669494275718?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/3682842669494275718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=3682842669494275718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/3682842669494275718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/3682842669494275718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-204474135593491119</id><published>2007-02-20T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:55:30.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramount</title><content type='html'>I know this is kinda overdue but i have to blog about this experience.Lat Friday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dhiban&lt;/span&gt;, my bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vannan&lt;/span&gt; and I went to paramount. It was one of the most weird nights i ever had. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Imagine&lt;/span&gt; Bangkok in Singapore and you have paramount, girls everywhere old men trying to pick them up touching, groping and all. we went into one of the bars and this girl started touching me ah i freaked ah i was damn shy all then the rest were laughing at me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dhiban&lt;/span&gt; can still say "eh touch back ah" nudging me towards her all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; damn fucked up its not that i am against any of this ah but i am a very shy guy and i think most of you will agree with me on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.Then she popped the question "you want to buy me drink?" cos rite if i buy her a drink she will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; me lap dance all but being the nice guy that i am i declined politely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.Then got this damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jialat&lt;/span&gt; looking lady trying to hit on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dhiban&lt;/span&gt; all damn funny ah i think she is old enough to be my grandmother or at least she looks like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; damn funny ah. There were mainly guys around the age of 40 there, they were going wild touching here and there all ah and the girls rite whenever they pass by you rite its like they make it a point to graze their boobs on you they graze so much rite until my arm sore i tell you.  But there was this one guy  i think he is in his late 40s  ah was dancing as if he was 18 you know going  for it all he was  being sandwiched by 2  girls damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jialat&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dhiban&lt;/span&gt; were laughing ah damn funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; .Overall it was quite a learning experience ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; in a cocked up kinda way but ya it was. Rite then till next time bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-204474135593491119?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/204474135593491119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=204474135593491119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/204474135593491119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/204474135593491119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/paramount.html' title='Paramount'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-8743458799316381082</id><published>2007-02-15T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:35:30.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drop'/><title type='text'>I dont know what to put as the title</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone how's life and all hope y'all had a wonderful valentines day cos i didn't!! It wasn't that i didn't have a date or anything not even because i had to work. It was just a fucked up day ah, firstly i woke up with a flu which was damn irritating i swear. I then headed down to work thinking that it was gonna be a OK day cos i have sinus and i got used to the flu thingy but no ah, so the first customer i encountered came in to change his high E string so i told him to come back in 20 mins cos i had other stuff to do as well so i sat down and started to re-string the guitar ah so tightening all then all of a sudden i realised i was tightening it in the opposite direction so i had to loosen the string and do it again ah damn fucked up.Then ard 2 my flu got worst sneezing every 2 seconds couldn't take it so i went for smoke, came back to the shop Ronald my colleague asked me to take one panadol cold pill, so i took it after 5mins i started spacing out ah it felt damn good but it fucked up my work. I had nothing to do i knew that if didn't do anything my boss will fuck me up so i started to re-string some guitars i was on my third or forth guitar when one the strings i was loosening snapped i mean loosening you know how is that possible i was damn fed-up ah damn cheebye lah. I went for dinner break every where was  fucking pack with freaking couples so i ordered take away and sat at the smoking area  and  ate then flu was bothering me all damn fucked up, after i ended of work i walked home with Leandro had dinner with my parents came back and went to sleep that's how i spent my valentines day,valentines day has never been a good day for me i am not putting it down or anything ah but look what happened and i am not gonna be a loser and say "ohh valentines damn stupid" cos i don't have a girlfriend to spend it with but i am gonna say its overrated and too commercialized (yes pre i agree with you) . Speaking about girls i think i know a few who are quite sad today cos two idiots left for Taiwan to visit their grandparents for Chinese  new year(the Jansen bros)  and i saw uncle Gino today damn shiok sia he, he wanted to go kena "one or two" but i had soccer lah damn sad but he damn solid.That's it from me take care guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-8743458799316381082?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/8743458799316381082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=8743458799316381082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/8743458799316381082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/8743458799316381082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-know-what-to-put-as-title.html' title='I dont know what to put as the title'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-8355968392391204066</id><published>2007-02-12T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:56:24.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Life</title><content type='html'>Today &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dhiban&lt;/span&gt; and I started work at &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CPG&lt;/span&gt; consultants and Yamaha respectively, knowing that we have to wake up early the next morning we still went drinking last night. I &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how he felt but i felt like shit when i woke up 2 bottles of vodka 6 guys &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shinks&lt;/span&gt;, Aaron, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dhiban&lt;/span&gt;, Russ and I. Russ and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dro&lt;/span&gt; left early and they &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really drink that much esp Russell such an &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;asswipe&lt;/span&gt;, So i woke up with hangover all went to work 15 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; earlier to impress the bosses which by the way was quite stupid cos i already knew them but i just did it for the sake of it ah must give good impression rite. So then my boss Herbert  took me for a tour of Yamaha and told me &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; stuff, then came the part where he started telling me &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the different models that part i nearly died ah dunno what LL F319 P330 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;GLS&lt;/span&gt; CARBON FIBER BACKSIDE all came out ah it was fucking bad i had a headache over a headache ah then &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; 3+ i went to the sales floor to sell stuff kelvin was working with me today he really turned out to be a nice guy  not what i expected although he look damn gangster, he actually thought me &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of stuff i even did my first Yamaha card today which was quite cool. Then came the most &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;stoner&lt;/span&gt; part of the whole day a group of typical under block mats came into the store so they starting making &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; noise all as if they never see drum set before like that hitting it all after they settled  down they walked towards the string section which i was siting directly in front of, so they were looking at strings with  bewildered look on their faces then  after awhile  one of them asked me "Eh Bro got string for guitar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tong&lt;/span&gt; or not ah"  i stoned out ah, for those of you who don't know the term guitar tong means guitar that is made of wood but what the hell come into a store ask for guitar tong all. This made me think that they might have been looking  for strings that that said  guitar tong on the packaging  and that is really fucked up, So i asked the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dudu&lt;/span&gt; if he wanted classical or acoustic strings, now it was the fellas turn to stone, he stone for damn long then he said"i dunno  ah bro." I was thinking to my self &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wahh&lt;/span&gt; this fella damn &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; in a sarcastic sort of way of cos, so i simpled things down for him my asking him if he wanted steel or nylon he turned to he friend and said "Nylon &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; ape &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;?" meaning "what is nylon ah"  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wahhh&lt;/span&gt; its was damn cock up ah i tell you so they eventually  bought the strings and left. Now I realised why they travel in packs cos  maybe  rite they all go study different things &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; life cos maybe the capacity in the head not that good ah, then they go out together all the time so one fella can cover for the next &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; damn cock up ah. Just joking ah i have nothing against them some of my closer friends are &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; and they are really intelligent only a handful like the ones that came to the store today are damn &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;jialat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Alrite&lt;/span&gt; thats enough from me take care y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-8355968392391204066?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/8355968392391204066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=8355968392391204066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/8355968392391204066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/8355968392391204066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/working-life.html' title='Working Life'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-4003224658000486823</id><published>2007-02-08T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:54:32.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last stick syndrome</title><content type='html'>and So the whole ghost thing is becoming more and more annoying my mom actually asked me to not sleep in my room. I just gave her a look from hell and and she didn't say anything anymore damn good imagine you cant even sleep in your own room now how fucked up is that. Rite so went for soccer today it was good, after that went to chill out at 7-eleven's with Azmi,Brahim and Ezzat. So i got home rite saving my last stick and all cos for those of you who know me you  know how i like to have that one stick before i sleep  it has really got to be a habit  its very difficult for me to sleep without smoking first  so i was saving my last stick all ah then i went down for dinner  got back damn tired all want to go and sleep so what do i do reach into my ciggie hiding place took  the pack opened it, here comes the twist there was nothing inside! So i stone ah. I thought maybe the ghost or what sapu(steal in malay) the the ciggie one time or what or maybe there was just a mis culculation some where ah so decided to ask my bro for a stick, he was bathing to got to work at that time so i knocked on the bathroom door then i asked him ah can i have a stick you kow what he replied "OH i took your last stick" now how fucked up is that i mean at least ask ah come on ah fack i was damn pissed ah imagine your last stick you know at time you crave for it the most and its gone just like that just imgine the pain i felt i wanted to break down and cry you know hahaha damn emo k but ya its still damn bastard ah such a facker the best part he kept the empty box at the hidding palce giving me false hope all  and he told me he took it with a grin you know really a facker sia i am lost for words ah. riteo catch y'all soon ah ciao!!take care you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-4003224658000486823?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/4003224658000486823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=4003224658000486823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/4003224658000486823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/4003224658000486823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-stick-syndrome.html' title='Last stick syndrome'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-7180871891529578623</id><published>2007-02-07T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:47:32.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the meaning of cock upness</title><content type='html'>The thing is i am supposedly being followed by female entity for almost two months now but i didnt know abt it till abt 3 weeks ago. It all started 3 weeks ago when i had this same dream for 3 nites  straight on the nite it was abit different i actually like wanted to confront her i dunno what made me do it but i did it. So the next morning i woke up with a scratch on my face so i panic abit ah it told my mom about and she didnt think much of it she just asked me to put the novena prayer book under the pillow and suah. My dad was the best he told me i should stop reading horror stories and ghost movies. Then all of a sudden the whole game plan change cos two of my aunties had a dream about me being followed by a ghost, my mom and dad stone big time. Last sunday some guy came to see me to drive the spirit away. He came started chanting all letgo his finger here and there abit told me is something following me for 2 months all ask me to do this and that talk cock here and there he ciao.  Thats were everything cock up  as if it isnt bad enough having a female spirit  following you around now i got to deal with my parents, they telling me i cannot come back late cannot buy food home after 12 that kinda of bullshit ah i am getting damn fed-up i tell you its not funny anymore ah. In the first place rite why in the world the spirit would want to follow me its like it has nothing better to do ah and it gave my parents a very good reason for my parents to make me stay at home and not go out till late its damn screwed up ah anyways i gotta go sleep now hope you read the next post and in the words of a wise Italian CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-7180871891529578623?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/7180871891529578623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=7180871891529578623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/7180871891529578623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/7180871891529578623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/meaning-of-cock-upness.html' title='the meaning of cock upness'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132207944482930562.post-4425756304201842688</id><published>2007-02-05T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:58:04.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooters'/><title type='text'>first entry ever</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody i know some of you may never believe that i blog but that is what life has come to. After quiting school there is only so much you can do you know what i mean. Yeah sooo i might start school in march but that is if all goes well esp with the parents they are abit anal with me at the moment after the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"bomb"&lt;/span&gt; i dropped on them. Riteo the past few days have been very eventful it on started on Thursday Dhiban's chalet i went with Russ to check in ard 4 thinking that Dhiban and Aaron were coming ard 8 or 9 but no! they came at freaking 4 am i was fucking pissed but while waiting for them shinks, jhiva, russ and I  had abt 2cans of barons each half a bottle of vodka and a bottle of wine so it wasnt too bad. So then came the day of the actual party we woke up ard 12 Aaron on the other hand was sleeping outside the chalet till ard seven he was sleeping beside the drain ah damn funny cos jhiva had to go school so he woke up ard 7 then he woke me up and said"Eh dei why your friend sleeping outside want me to wake him or not" i burst out laughing ah  damn funny ah. We went for a swim orderd Macs then went for some audition thingy at some chinesed named JC near Clementi it was for a local compilation album judges liked us but results are only out next week headed back to pasir ris for the chalet then it started lah the drinking the throwing up the cake cutting and shite like that, reached home at 0510 woke up at 0800 for my cousins wedding went to ST.Theresa's church thats also in the west, set up the place  took photos and I actually was given the honour of releasing the birds at the end of the wedding that was cool and all. I had to rush home change and cab down The  Pines  at stevens road at3  for the  reception which actually didnt start till abt 7. So i waited  for the guys to set-up the instruments and shite the cousins band did sound check cos the guys were all hanged over from the previous night so what did i do while waiting? Have a few beers ah then the whole thing started had more beers till it ran out at which point we switched to wine. We played a few songs, my god pa was so impressed that he gave us $100 for supper and cab money den we headed down to newton circus for supper which was good had a few more beers so after we decided that we couldnt drink anymore we shared a cab in which i concussed Shaun and Aaron woke me up when the were getting off which was good hahaha. Reached home and went directly for the bed slept like a baby awesomeness i tell you. So thats what basically happened these few days it has been good, still recovering from alcohol abuse. Thats it for my first entry catch y'all soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1132207944482930562-4425756304201842688?l=mynameisleroy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/feeds/4425756304201842688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1132207944482930562&amp;postID=4425756304201842688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/4425756304201842688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1132207944482930562/posts/default/4425756304201842688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisleroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-entry-ever.html' title='first entry ever'/><author><name>wert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238720765051745982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01394228051717909053'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>