<?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-5652623</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:14:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live forever</title><subtitle type='html'>I am not what I ought to be. I am not what I want to be. I am not what I hope to be. But still, I am not what I used to be, &amp; by the grace of God I am what I am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108506394503893470</id><published>2004-05-20T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T22:39:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is the fireman in the sea called???Person who comes out wit the best follow up line will hav his/her alcoholic drinks for one night paid for next month!! serious..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108506394503893470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108506394503893470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108506394503893470' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108480914423144040</id><published>2004-05-17T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T23:52:24.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BULLSHIT. tats wat my life's fulla. big pile of bullshit. fucking place stinks as shit. sucks as shit man. jus get the fuck out already. fuck i hate this. I haven't felt the way I feel todayIn so long it's hard for me to specifyI'm beginning to notice how much this feelsLike a waking limb, pins and needles, nice to know you.. GoodbyeWhy did you even bother?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108480914423144040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108480914423144040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108480914423144040' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108476998851258504</id><published>2004-05-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T12:59:48.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slogan for Team Rojak: We want fun! So you better believe it! We want fun! So just Love it or leave it! We want fun! No you don't understand You got to Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Make your demands!We want fun! And you never can see it! We want fun! So just take it or leave it! We want fun Mom and Dad should just face it Yeah! What do we want? We know what we want! Yeah! We want fun! More fun! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108476998851258504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108476998851258504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108476998851258504' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108470063771374552</id><published>2004-05-16T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T17:43:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tats 3 nights in a row of drinking. feeling like shit. no more alcohol... for a week.went to the docs yesterday morning, was sent for an ECG test.. err some heart test. results were so alarming tat the doc wanted to send me to a hospital! apparently i hav high blood pressure, &amp; a heart pattern of someone whos been smoking &amp; drinking for 30years.. suspect to a heart attack. but im fuckin 19 man.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108470063771374552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108470063771374552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108470063771374552' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108461324671688745</id><published>2004-05-15T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T17:27:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess whos back, back again. Surag's back, tell a friend.woke up on friday morning, tried to remember wat happened the previous night.. no recollections cept for bein in a pub wit the guys. o yea i got drunk. feels damn good! hah it seriously does, cept for the itchy throat. got my license to drink excessively back, puttin it to good use eh. zouk tonight wld make it 3 nights in a row.. sounds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108461324671688745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108461324671688745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108461324671688745' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108450267485788295</id><published>2004-05-14T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T10:44:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was good while it lasted. never thought it wld end so quick and prematurely. saw a side that i never knew existed. did u really havta behave the way u did? fuck that. fuck you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108450267485788295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108450267485788295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108450267485788295' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108441627843203339</id><published>2004-05-13T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T10:44:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one of the top 10 worst feelings one can feel: knowing that someone you care about, has shit going down, and u only know like fucking barely 10% of it. &amp; as the mobile gods wld have it, batt dies, phone no reception.. blah blah. and tat lousy feelin of something stuck in ure chest? think tat ranks higher. sian...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108441627843203339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108441627843203339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108441627843203339' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108391593109268186</id><published>2004-05-07T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T11:10:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jump jump jump berak, jump jump jump masturbate, jump jump jump mother diedgive me room to drinkif i was your last berak, i would suck it inif you were insectophobia, il be your last drop of sheltoxif i was a dick, il give u ercectile dysfunction in the stationsomebody give me room to shit, so ease back into the atmif i was your number one fridge, id be the kind to bite youif i was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108391593109268186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108391593109268186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108391593109268186' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108363894297350929</id><published>2004-05-04T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T10:53:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one of the very few milestones in my life was achived on 3rd May 2004: The Least Amout of Activities Done DayActivities: Eat, drink, smoke, read, sweep &amp; watch the damn sercurity cam for god knows how long.Shit man i never wanna be one of those old security guards.. fucking boring ass job. pretending to watch the cam, checking anyone whos anyone who walks by, play mahjong on handphone til low</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108363894297350929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108363894297350929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108363894297350929' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108338264909592380</id><published>2004-05-01T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T11:40:36.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Siannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn... fire call on my first day of work, tats it. after 48hrs of work, ive done jack shit. yea sure there are fire drills in the morning and other regimental bullshit.. but wheres the action damnit? hello mr fire.. where are you. fires keep falling on my head, but that doesnt mean my eyes will soon be getting burnt. burnings not for me, cause im never gonna stop the fire by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108338264909592380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108338264909592380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108338264909592380' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108297773055395311</id><published>2004-04-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T19:11:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sengkang Fire Station, 3rd Division, Rota 2.fucking happening man.. yea it sounds abit far from home but it actually aint that bad.  not bad at all. fingers crossed on whether my rota is a super on one or a slack one. definately hoping for the latter, duh. posting tis morning was sucha bitch. my sgt planted seeds of suspence by mentioning that some of us might have been posted back to CDA as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108297773055395311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108297773055395311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108297773055395311' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108278144983801990</id><published>2004-04-24T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T12:40:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>POP came and left without much fuss. kinda roughed out my groin practicing the fireman pole for the parade. must seat tur kang kang! on friday, all 92 graduates sat in an auditorium, expecting one of those its time to sleep speeches by the OC. instead, the instructors had put together a video and one of those slideshow wit pictures. it was like damn. thing is almost all of us had already put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108278144983801990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108278144983801990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108278144983801990' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108229125862245346</id><published>2004-04-18T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T20:30:33.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just wanna say thank you to all those who turned up at my place &amp; zouk yesterday for mua!!!!! although memory of zouk seems rather hazy.. really appreciate ual celebrating my last birthday with a teen behind eh!! Here's to many many more bdays together guys!! THANK UAL AGAIN!! POP LOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108229125862245346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108229125862245346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108229125862245346' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108217530025411695</id><published>2004-04-17T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T12:17:53.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!! 19 dont feel no different from 18.. just the looming eventuality of turning 20. last year of teenhood starts today.. one last year of bullshit? damn right!!See ual tonight yea!! Its 6pm.. knowing ual itl probably be 9pm. tamaleh timing dey.. slack da macha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108217530025411695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108217530025411695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108217530025411695' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108166881125066190</id><published>2004-04-11T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T15:36:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fucking chee bei na bei knn.. im retarded.anyways long weekends almost over, damn. drinking and not clubbin struck again on friday, damn. alcohol tolerence still decreasing. got drunk, damn. tired as fuck, damn.havent gone for easter mass yet, damn.mother's pissed with my drinking habits, damn.cash flow at an all time low, damn.bday looking rather bleak, damn.4D saturday draw; first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108166881125066190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108166881125066190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108166881125066190' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108114028869399080</id><published>2004-04-05T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T12:47:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>same ol weekend again.,.not that it was bad.. just abit sick of the routine. too tired to party my heart out, too stubborn to not party.. result.. mc for monday. concluded that the fitter one gets, the lower the tolerence to alcohol. slacker u r (unfit bastard) the more u can drink. the irony. as the weeks training came to an end on friday, the price being offered for cigs rose to $2. peeps </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108114028869399080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108114028869399080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108114028869399080' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-108047077421516070</id><published>2004-03-28T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T18:48:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zzzzzzzzzzzzz........ fucking shack as usual. for me, weekends is like time to drain wat meagre amount of energy left in my body. ps2 at boys place on friday is a haze to me. drank one of those 600ml cans of barons, got high.. fucking sad. dozed off after a few more cans of tiger.. tat reminds me i still have beer at boys! steady drink later. woke at like...6... played mahjong til... 2pm? madness</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108047077421516070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/108047077421516070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108047077421516070' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107986895642973762</id><published>2004-03-21T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T19:38:23.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my 5 day vacation has come to an end. well its been a damn good trip.. zouk, mahjong/boy's mansion, gardens,induz3/liquid, town... sweet... im up for another one!!!!!!! come april 23.. self declared celebration.. come april 17.. self declared mabo til vomit day. guys wat dja think.. club or chalet? drinks on me of cos.. countdown stands at 25weekdays=5weeks.. cant hardly wait. this break hasnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107986895642973762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107986895642973762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107986895642973762' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107984474091004059</id><published>2004-03-21T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T12:54:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dont waste your time on me. you're already the voice inside my head.  i miss you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107984474091004059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107984474091004059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107984474091004059' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107975944993362088</id><published>2004-03-20T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T13:13:15.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello there.... woke up this morning, thought it was sunday, was deciding whether to go for church, then bang... dawned on me that it was saturday! one more night out! liquid diet tonight! happening stuf.. either that or im goin insane.went to pan pacific hotel for dinner courtesy of denise.. frggin field day for the tastebuds. THANK YOU DENISE!!!!  went to gardens country club afterwards...beer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107975944993362088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107975944993362088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107975944993362088' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107958756078751635</id><published>2004-03-18T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T13:28:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS MOSEY!!!We Grow Neither Better Or Worse As We Get Older, But More Like Ourselves.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107958756078751635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107958756078751635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107958756078751635' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107958713292096982</id><published>2004-03-18T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T13:21:16.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and the oscar for best action scene goes to... ME! Act 3 workshop on acting during primary school coming into practice as i busted my way outta camp yesterday. hell almost got 2 weeks mc as the camp doc thought i had swelling of the saliva glands, which would have landed me out of course.. bad shit. eventually concluded tat wisdom extraction was needed. but the damn cocky bastard doc from india </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107958713292096982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107958713292096982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107958713292096982' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107926877625312129</id><published>2004-03-14T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T20:55:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss you, look what i've done. constantly on my mind, every hour every day. what can i say? with heart intact... i miss you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107926877625312129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107926877625312129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107926877625312129' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107924346749479513</id><published>2004-03-14T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T13:53:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whattttttttt a BEAUTIFUL MORNING!!!!!!!!!!! too bad i havent slept yet.. jus toned at boys mansion playing mahjong. in the laugh at anything stage right now! fucking laughing at anything tats on mtv. using boys laptop btw. after 2 rounds since breakfast, tan pui pek has 50++, i have 10+, and boy has a whopping 40 cents!! time for las vegas amigos!! been playin since 4.. dying.. abit.. mmmmmm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107924346749479513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107924346749479513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107924346749479513' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107864325098092339</id><published>2004-03-07T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T15:09:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just realised something while trying to look for the title of some 'end of the world'(any clues? the one where the worlds climate changes and fucks everything up) movie... dja know tat 'The Haunted Mansion" was released during the week of november 24, 2003!?!?! so was 'Timeline'.. both recently released in singapore right? its like week of march 1st, 2004!  singaporeans we're still riding the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107864325098092339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107864325098092339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107864325098092339' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107863525366184632</id><published>2004-03-07T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T13:06:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wat a disapointing saturday night!!! was supposed to be ann hui's bday celebration at zouk, instead only kash, joe, jem, dave &amp; myself ended up there. apparently the rest were too lazy to leave boy's haven.. boy himself was drunk of cos. went to kevs place around 3+ for some mee goreng = diarrohea. down with some major a bombin soon. tragic weekend? i think not! friday was sheer bliss i wound say</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107863525366184632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107863525366184632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107863525366184632' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107856589448431407</id><published>2004-03-06T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:40:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perfect. Almost perfect. I'm so afraid of waking. Please dont shake me..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107856589448431407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107856589448431407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107856589448431407' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107795865156762998</id><published>2004-02-28T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T17:03:27.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>40 weekdays to POP.. countdown's gettin irritating. but have to count down da.. fuel to keep going. no mood to blog. too tired, falling sick, head hurts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107795865156762998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107795865156762998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107795865156762998' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107793675316301542</id><published>2004-02-28T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T10:54:37.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aftermath: woke at 10, on my bed, no idea how i got home, $20 left, damn. honestly..dont really remember wtf happened last night. somebody refresh my memory please</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107793675316301542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107793675316301542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107793675316301542' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107788637766272249</id><published>2004-02-27T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T20:55:01.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im home and im gone! zouk tonight for davidos bday!! shit everyones gettin old man. fuck that shit we can always be like 90210 and party like 18yr olds when we're 28 yea.. shit its gettin late, 9 already. time to partayyY!!!damn redbull &amp; coffee better friggin work!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107788637766272249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107788637766272249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107788637766272249' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107734696652226628</id><published>2004-02-21T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T15:04:44.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am le tired. as usual. kudos to fee for getting the ktv thing done. yes ktv. funny how everyone gets into the swing of things after downing alcohol.boy and i finally got our sammi cheng after months of anticipation!!! wahahah!!! was contemplating goin to sparks to join my beng friends... thank god ended up at zouk instead. zouk was... weird. know i danced quite abit but dont quite remember </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107734696652226628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107734696652226628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107734696652226628' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107675440441855556</id><published>2004-02-14T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:28:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well i threw you the obvious, just to see if there's more behind, the eye's of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. Well apparently nothing. Nothing at all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107675440441855556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107675440441855556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107675440441855556' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107675409257433386</id><published>2004-02-14T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:25:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Richards was good. got mabo then sobered up quite early. fucking redbull wore off too darn early. damn. felt that everyone left too early? like its his bday hello? well some old school rules cease to apply anymore. could have been better, but hey, Richards 19 peeps. so old. uncle richard.one more night out b4 heading back tomorrow. 50 more weekdays before POP. sounds fast init? guess it is, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107675409257433386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107675409257433386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107675409257433386' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107667636387337464</id><published>2004-02-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T20:47:53.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!! MASTURBATE!!!!!!!!!!! ON MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! happening as fuck to be back out!! tired as fuck...BUT jus downed 2 cans of red bull, fatigue relief aparrently. all pumped up for the party at richards!!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHIE!!!!!!!!!!! 2 BOTTLES OF VODKA COMING YOUR WAY AMIGO!!!!!!!!!!! DRINK UNTIL DIE!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107667636387337464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107667636387337464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667636387337464' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107613950832948240</id><published>2004-02-08T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T15:40:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Until the day i die, I'll spill my heart for you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107613950832948240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107613950832948240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107613950832948240' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107613534693611415</id><published>2004-02-07T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T14:30:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spent last night at richies drinking beer, sweet sweet tiger. couldnt last the night though, fell asleep at 4. damn im tired. why the fuck do i do this to myself? instead of recharging my overworked body, fucking decided to dehydrate it, plus a headache and a bad stomach. fucking killing myself. probably wont sleep properly tonight cos its party night. fuck la im so damn tired. fuck ns man. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107613534693611415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107613534693611415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107613534693611415' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107606962530851804</id><published>2004-02-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T20:18:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM OUT..for 2 days. bomber. please let something happen later tonight, dont wanna waste to wkend! tired as fuck though, kenna chao tah, even blacker now. booked in to camp to the sweet sound of "recruit fransis, you made fire fighter course". it was seriously a dream come true somewhat. but reality struck reared its ugly head as i was treated to finding out exactly how heavy hoses are, wearing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107606962530851804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107606962530851804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606962530851804' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107573126973761727</id><published>2004-02-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T22:16:08.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that feeling has returned. that aching at the centre of your chest, which sadly cannot be removed by a cigg. i know exactly what i have to do tomorrow. its inevitable. unless of cos i decide to break a leg.. for real. almost forgot this feeling which has deserted me for 3 weeks. well its here to stay once a week for the next 3months at least. what a bitch. camp.no point brooding over it eh? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107573126973761727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107573126973761727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573126973761727' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107562806237563442</id><published>2004-02-01T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T17:35:59.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its count down time again. a day and a half left before returning to camp. sigh... no more waking at whatever time i please, no more mahjong, no more slacking at amk/gardens/kensinton/chuan/bishan/north. gone freedom. welcome regiment. well it was good while it lasted. hopefully itl be back to this after 3months. but damn everyones goin in... cept richard &amp; boy.. &amp; ryan(army dsnt wan u dude). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107562806237563442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107562806237563442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107562806237563442' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107562324201977235</id><published>2004-02-01T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T16:15:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok dont fight</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107562324201977235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107562324201977235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107562324201977235' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107516257397142106</id><published>2004-01-27T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T08:17:46.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sadness again. think luck has somewhat deserted me after friday. won like 100+ at marcus wee's house(special thanks to amanda)...(&amp; the crest), since then its been down hill. lost 10+ on saturday &amp; 70 today!! ok not really today..like monday/ tuesday. yea i won more than i lost, but know the saying bt money? easy come easy go? yea well money i won like disappeared within the weekend, so basically</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107516257397142106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107516257397142106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107516257397142106' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107511658578357875</id><published>2004-01-26T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T19:31:17.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok dudes thanks for the support aka dissing my shit ex claire. but its getting old, so done with the bad mouthing yea. Thanks again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107511658578357875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107511658578357875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107511658578357875' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107477290324554630</id><published>2004-01-22T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T20:03:11.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a lighter note.. ITS PAUL VAN DYKE TONIGHT!! St James here i come!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107477290324554630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107477290324554630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107477290324554630' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107477242947618870</id><published>2004-01-22T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T19:55:16.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive touched other gals huh? but u went way past touching miss slut. u fucking made out with him, tongue action included, and god knows wat else ual did. realise how violence started in our relationship huh miss hurt &amp; choked? who started hitting first? your favourite damn line clairee fairy.. every action bares a consequence. it wasnt a u hit me so i have to hit you. it was a fuck u motherfucking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107477242947618870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107477242947618870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107477242947618870' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107431933142220853</id><published>2004-01-17T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T14:03:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck u fucking slut. after almost 4 years, u have the nerve to do what u did and say it was intentional? and of cos i pushed u so far much tat u had no choice but to do it? fuck u there is always more than one choice. you disgust me. u make me wanna puke. every single time i think of u, it reminds me of what u did. did u think of me when u touched him? fucking hypocrite. do whatever u wanna do, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107431933142220853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107431933142220853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107431933142220853' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107431574345893032</id><published>2004-01-17T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T13:03:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 2008 EVERYBODY!!! Masturbate.. on yourself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107431574345893032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107431574345893032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107431574345893032' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107369905077318528</id><published>2004-01-10T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T09:45:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally decided to blog. got out on the weekend on a high after passing my damn IPPT, busted a finger in the process,argh. was it all worth it? 3 weeks outta camp sounds pretty damn good no.. but wat gave me inspiration for that extra hrmph! might be gone. why does everything keep screwing up? cos of the person i am? probably. things would be perfect if it wasnt for my hot rashness. well milks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107369905077318528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107369905077318528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107369905077318528' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107266622844001016</id><published>2003-12-29T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T10:51:32.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everything has fallen apart right in front of me. reckless action has promted swift reaction. have absolutely no idea as to what to do. funny how everything crumbles before you within hours. what ive had for years, is surely disapearing. guess its my fault. for doing wat i shludn hav, &amp; not doin wat i shld hav done. really at a wall now. question is to turn back, or climb it. turning back wld be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107266622844001016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107266622844001016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107266622844001016' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107224736020168207</id><published>2003-12-24T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T14:30:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!!!!!! actually not much to shout bt. gotta bk in on boxing day eve, aka tomorrow. sadness. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107224736020168207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107224736020168207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107224736020168207' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107190120651232636</id><published>2003-12-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T14:21:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Damn glad to be home!!!!! Thank god for no confinement. Well it wasnt a week of hell.. lets jus say i was in a place secluded from the world.. but im FUCKING HAPPY TO BE BACK!!!!!!!!!! havent spoken as much malay &amp; chinese since 2001..Call me peeps!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107190120651232636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107190120651232636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107190120651232636' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107153250356956407</id><published>2003-12-16T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T07:55:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent felt so shitty in my whole life. the time has come unfortunately. bye ual. hopefully there aint no confinement yea, see ual on the weekend.. hopefully. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107153250356956407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107153250356956407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107153250356956407' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107111512858977509</id><published>2003-12-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T11:59:33.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time Left: 116 Hours 33 Minutes 17 Seconds</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107111512858977509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107111512858977509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107111512858977509' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107087117788436264</id><published>2003-12-08T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T16:13:41.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As fates would have it, i've been thrown back into the general population of malays. As if 4 years at bartley wasnt enough. the worst part to the whole thing.. its a week from now. S8510807G, Your enlistment date is on 16/12/2003. Your reporting unit is SINGAPORE CIVIL DEFENCE FORCE. Maybe il become a firefighter, maybe a paramedic, maybe an ambulance driver, or maybe just shut the fuck up and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107087117788436264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107087117788436264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107087117788436264' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107087080053452757</id><published>2003-12-08T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T16:07:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ Thu Dec 04, 02:19:56 PM | Gerard Fransis | edit ]ralised my dates have been fucked up all this time. urban exchange was on friday, sanjeev's house was on sat. ended up having 'seafood' dinner. there was no crab!?!? or prawn, or lobster, or crayfish.. but food was good all the same. went to zouk and spent quite abit of money.. shoppings going down the drain. chinablack on monday.. everybody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107087080053452757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107087080053452757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107087080053452757' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107051969654713921</id><published>2003-12-05T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T14:35:35.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ralised my dates have been fucked up all this time. urban exchange was on friday, sanjeev's house was on sat. ended up having 'seafood' dinner. there was no crab!?!? or prawn, or lobster, or crayfish.. but food was good all the same. went to zouk and spent quite abit of money.. shoppings going down the drain. chinablack on monday.. everybody seemed to have had fun.. missed everything as usual. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107051969654713921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107051969654713921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107051969654713921' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-107008878881940418</id><published>2003-11-29T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T14:53:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>attended urban exchange's first concert last night. the vocals were excellent, the band was in sync.. no more questions bt how they made it.  menon's house tonight for dinner, hopefully there will be like super duper red hot curry!! o wait.. menon cant take chilli... damn..  nevermind perhaps therel be some swedish delights. zouk after that? hmmm... seriously bursting my budget. fucking eating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107008878881940418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/107008878881940418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107008878881940418' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106957745060617244</id><published>2003-11-23T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T16:51:18.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went for timo mass at zouk last night. aparently he spun some pretty darn good tracks.. but.. honestly.. &amp; sadly.. i do not remember him coming on at all, or anything that happened after 1.. someone give me back my memory!! once again the body was moving but the mind was out cold. and the funny thing is, i actually wanted to get wasted. o well mission accomplished.ANYBODY UP FOR LIMP BIZKIT?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106957745060617244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106957745060617244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106957745060617244' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106936460328905086</id><published>2003-11-21T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T05:43:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been awhile since ive blogged.. everyday life just dsnt cut it anymore. same 'chores' everyday. hey im not saying life sucks or anything.. life rocks balls! but.. abit boring at times da. having really huge cravings for alcohol nowadays, even the one small bottle kind. used to believe in the if drink must drink all the way theory. well all the way for me aint tat far a journey but hey still gets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106936460328905086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106936460328905086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106936460328905086' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106899318205610560</id><published>2003-11-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T22:33:18.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE STRAWBERRIES!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106899318205610560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106899318205610560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106899318205610560' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-10683834243700162</id><published>2003-11-09T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T21:11:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh its been 2nights in a row of 'bad' clubbing? sukh had his bday at O Bar, was pretty good considering drinks were dirt cheap. made the big mistake of going to wu bar after that.. the place was like crap.. seriously like shit. went in free so din really lose out.. sukh got piss drunk!! haha.. anyways went to eat the damn good chicken rice again at mohd sultan, excellent shit as usual. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/10683834243700162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/10683834243700162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#10683834243700162' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106827838009860531</id><published>2003-11-08T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T21:01:31.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to SOS last night at 1am.. talk about last minute clubbing..  good night? bad night? hmm i dont really know.. guess its in the middle of the two. really lost my temper , dunno wat i wld have done if not for mark perera.. or even nash. a reckless few seconds may have consequences to last a lifetime.. o well whats done is done. but hey if you think about it.. its pretty damn funny! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106827838009860531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106827838009860531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106827838009860531' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106821339865366210</id><published>2003-11-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T21:56:36.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>watched matrix revolutions last night with richard,greg,vino &amp; amanda. hmmm...im not being criticle, but im sure most of ual would agree tat it was not as good as the previous two.. or the ending that would have made the wachowski brothers enscribed into the folklore of a fucking brilliant trilogy. guess they were prescribing it to the general population of simple minded peeps. sadness. o well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106821339865366210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106821339865366210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106821339865366210' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106810648571456490</id><published>2003-11-06T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T16:14:44.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day...again...wake...eat...tv...internet...again. pointless? destination unknown...no path really...goal? moving along aimlessly...same routine over &amp; over...useless? perhaps. time wasted? maybe. Don't really have anything to say...but i feel like my mouth is open. Everything that is real...comes around.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106810648571456490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106810648571456490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106810648571456490' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106794080691172325</id><published>2003-11-04T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T18:13:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to gardens last night with jem &amp; ryan for mark perera birthday. as expected drank like a motherfucking fish, surprisingly din get as wasted as planned. somehow alot calmer than ususal. the alcohol jus kept coming as mark went beer happy. also surprising was the fact tat mark was happy high the whole night.. no special appearence by big mark. just realised havent seen jem drunk in a damn long</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106794080691172325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106794080691172325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106794080691172325' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106767621580106635</id><published>2003-11-01T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T16:43:34.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BELATED HALLOWEEN!!  party at ma place was not too bad.. but the after after party was just horrendous.. big sorry to cuzzy &amp; all those who had to see my retardedness.. was fuckin crazy man.. also kinda dropped kev's phone like 12 floors down, but it somehow survived.. kudos to nokia! Big thanks to all those who came for the party.. without ual wouldnt hav been a party would it..also thank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106767621580106635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106767621580106635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106767621580106635' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106740167893232694</id><published>2003-10-29T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:27:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to SOS on friday.. &amp; honestly dont really get wat the hype was about. its an ok place la.. yea its pretty damn big, BUT, they play retro at the main dance floor?? yea they try to cater to the peeps who were initially there before it became SOS.. at least play trance, or techno.. anything but retro. the RnB section is sweet, but the dance floor abit too small no? but the making out section </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106740167893232694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106740167893232694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106740167893232694' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106697493673072743</id><published>2003-10-24T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T13:57:13.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't you see that i wanna be there with open arms It's empty tonight and i'm all alone Get me through this one Do you notice i'm gone? Where do you run to so far away? I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so I'm writing again these letters to you on much I know But i'm not sleeping and you're not here The thought stops my heart No more looking i've found her I'm gone away...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106697493673072743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106697493673072743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106697493673072743' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106670831116443806</id><published>2003-10-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T11:51:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not at work...AGAIN...shit la...fuckin lazy to go back to work...wanted to call in sick yesterday but obviously cldnt cos the number was in my fucking phone!! the wonders of the phonebook has led to the devaluation of remembering phone numbers. fucking phonebook. so called ma boss this morning after she finally had the brains to leave her damn number on my voicemail, came up wit a bullshit story </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106670831116443806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106670831116443806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106670831116443806' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106645684220453110</id><published>2003-10-18T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T14:00:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FUCKIN LOST MY FUCKING PHONE!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    fucking saddenning man... aiyaaaaa... o well... went for joe's sister's, vannessa, birthday at SSC last night, good food,good drinks haha.. entertainment was excellent! dor the first time ever, i got to experience the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106645684220453110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106645684220453110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106645684220453110' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106621582858233845</id><published>2003-10-15T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T19:03:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bury it... i wont let you bury it. i wont let u smother it. i wont let u murder it. Our time is running out, our time is running out. Cant push it underground, cant stop it screaming out..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106621582858233845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106621582858233845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621582858233845' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106614488850057849</id><published>2003-10-14T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T23:21:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired as fuck. got a job..finally...started yesterday. friggin wakin at 7 in the morning,bathe in freezin temp(normally wake in the afternoon see), endure the morning rush hour,make it jus on time at 9. i never wanna work in a damn office, cooked up in a damn prison cell where only natures call permits you to leave it. precise timing practiced every damn time or a lowerin in wage is forfeited. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106614488850057849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106614488850057849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106614488850057849' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106586369463042631</id><published>2003-10-11T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T17:14:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kash's Birthday party last night yall!! happening shit...high class liquor 'spoilt' with low end softdrinks, gulped down in mere seconds, to the chorus of 'bo tah bo lum pah'. Excellent way of making sure our livers last forever!!  HAPPY 18 BIRTHDAY KASH!!!  (party pics under navigation)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106586369463042631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106586369463042631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106586369463042631' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106551839334702925</id><published>2003-10-07T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T17:19:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a "big" day out at ang mo kio yesterday! haha the next town man.. Had seoul garden with boy &amp; jem at 2, which wasnt as satisfying as it was b4. probably cos everyting tasted the same! ended around 5 when dave joined us, went to the arcade after that. was surprisingly more enjoyable than usual! finally saw dave play at the arcade. by the way dave is crazy... those of ual who spend enough time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106551839334702925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106551839334702925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106551839334702925' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106534515142196220</id><published>2003-10-05T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T17:12:31.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was at daves on friday..pretty good night i would say. had stuarts fun juice da whole night!! excellent stuff!! din get wasted tho...damn. but dave did hah! for all of u tatve seen dave drunk..ual notice how he jus sits there &amp; acts like nothings wrong..then suddenly, runs to the nearest pukin spot and lets fly? well tats exactly wat he did.. weirdo. din club on sat either.. went to cuzzys place </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106534515142196220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106534515142196220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106534515142196220' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106493408545989792</id><published>2003-09-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T23:01:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry deboz abit lazy nowadays...neways weekend was good as usual!! went to liquid room on friday after drinkin wit jem,luke,ryan,kash, boy,richard &amp; joe. liquid has the shit when it comes to trance...btw did my hair again..bleached it almost white. Feast day was pretty alright..guess i expected something grander..won a portable steamer during the lucky draw,might b useful one day..went to stu's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106493408545989792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106493408545989792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106493408545989792' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106442282988746231</id><published>2003-09-25T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T01:00:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today my third bro, Geffers,  came home..as richie will testify...will put up a pic of him asap.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106442282988746231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106442282988746231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106442282988746231' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106421445304947003</id><published>2003-09-22T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T15:07:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to tunnel on friday...after drinking $9 jugs of beer at sportymen bar. wasnt feeling too good tat night.apparently everyone else had a pretty good night, cept for me coz i felt it was a money wasted night. went to stuart's house on sat for wine night, with kev,dave &amp; cuz.. now tat was something. had a good time tahing as the wine went down easily. made the mistake of mixing white &amp; red wine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106421445304947003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106421445304947003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106421445304947003' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106396350131753282</id><published>2003-09-19T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T17:25:01.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found the pics from the gig i played in bt 2 weeks ago. Sweet house eh.. Played with Ronald, martin &amp; mark...was a good experience guys, looking forward to another one!! Best song of the night had to be In My Eyes by Rufio. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106396350131753282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106396350131753282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106396350131753282' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106379286715861343</id><published>2003-09-17T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T18:01:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quite a quiet weekend, &amp; so is the week so far. pretty damn bored actually. applying for a few jobs right now..gotta keep myself occupied, goin mad with boredom as it is..-jus a thought to you,im thinking about forever...&amp; im missing you-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106379286715861343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106379286715861343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106379286715861343' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106326628552412358</id><published>2003-09-12T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T15:44:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent been bloggin recently as iz lazy as fuck. has a good week so far. went to club angel on sat, got quite mabok, as usual. almost got hit my a fucking cab thanx to boy.ended up claire teo's place which was fucking retarded.can thank richie 4 tat.had a soccer match against some acjc fellas on tuesday. Drew 2-2 with em. Both of our goals courtesy of louis.Had to say ryan played a pretty good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326628552412358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326628552412358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106326628552412358' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106335572329540590</id><published>2003-09-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T16:36:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeap goin to richies. should b good, hopefully. no wait..shouldnt say tat. 'The best way to pay for a fucking good time, is to enjoy it.' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106335572329540590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106335572329540590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106335572329540590' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106335416568059633</id><published>2003-09-12T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T16:09:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was at wu bar last nite. it was...ok. argh wasting a hella lotta money on clubbing. on the bright side i found like the best damn chicken rice ever! right opposite 7eleven at mohd sultan, towards the left,first shop i think. either i was reali fucking hungry or the chicken rice was simply heavenly. anyways contemplating whether to club at Cheekys or play magic soccer at richies. hmmmm....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106335416568059633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106335416568059633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106335416568059633' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106326636675302743</id><published>2003-09-12T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T15:46:06.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326636675302743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326636675302743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106326636675302743' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106326855617282866</id><published>2003-09-11T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T16:22:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326855617282866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326855617282866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106326855617282866' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106326799959890080</id><published>2003-09-11T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T16:13:19.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent been bloggin recently as iz lazy as fuck. has a good week so far. went to club angel on sat, got quite mabok, as usual. almost got hit my a fucking cab thanx to boy.ended up claire teo's place which was fucking retarded.can thank richie 4 tat.had a soccer match against some acjc fellas on tuesday. Drew 2-2 with em. Both of our goals courtesy of louis.Had to say ryan played a pretty good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326799959890080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326799959890080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106326799959890080' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106326795769483020</id><published>2003-09-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T16:12:37.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck la</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326795769483020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106326795769483020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106326795769483020' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106258115756579292</id><published>2003-09-03T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T17:25:57.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boring ass week so far. havent been outta the house since tuesday morning! got a gig this saturday, hopefully itl be a kickass one. gonna play at some huge house at god knows where..o well as long as theres drinks,hah. last weekend was not too bad.ryans thing at zouk went quite well,nice coat ryan. kash got pretty wasted at zouk, hes like a small kid went drunk.kept wanting to go home,&amp; wanted to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106258115756579292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106258115756579292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106258115756579292' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106210512942353959</id><published>2003-08-29T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T05:12:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wat a fast week! its already friday morning, like whoa. wat exactly hav i been doin the whole week? darn good question, wish i could answer it. guess been hanging more with the guyz since polys having study week. well at least ngee ann poly is. been playin soccer quite a bit tis week, legs kinda aching from all tat running.also big thanx to boy who kneed my quad in celebration of his goal.boy da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106210512942353959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106210512942353959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106210512942353959' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106171654163170130</id><published>2003-08-24T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T17:15:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saddness mann...newcastle lost 2 to 1...i hate nistelrooy!! lousy fella. Watched the match at marcus wee's place, very nice host he is, &amp; his folks too. Ordered pizza, drank beer. all the ingredients for a boys night out. actuallly its fucking boys night out every damn day! where the hoes...damn i wish i knew. goin boy's place later to watch the liverpool match...should be a shitty game, but o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106171654163170130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106171654163170130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106171654163170130' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106161658555662775</id><published>2003-08-23T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T13:29:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feuer Frei! Bang Bang!! its the motherfucking weekend ual! week passed pretty damn fast fer me, probably coz i spent half of it sleeping. kicked off the weekend at gardens country club last night, big thanx to kev who was ever generous with the beer. Wasnt a drink til drunk night, went to chomp chomp at 2am...&amp; thanx to the  fucking oyster,got a fucking stomachache now...shit oyster. Neways all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106161658555662775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106161658555662775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106161658555662775' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106144410339220328</id><published>2003-08-21T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T13:35:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was this what i'm meant for?No longer interesting.Fall forward to even the score with you,Just a thought to you.&amp; i'm nothing more than a line in your book.Fuck you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106144410339220328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106144410339220328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106144410339220328' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106137794626384237</id><published>2003-08-20T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T19:12:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good day at JB yesterday cept for the damn malaysians...fucking rude bastards. wldve been alrite if we were rude to them, but we were fucking polite mannz...totally different from the peeps in thailand. they know their countrys like crap,so theyre humble as fuck. unlike the fucking malaysians, they know their country like fuck,but refuse to accept it hence their attitude...fuck them! newayz all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106137794626384237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106137794626384237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106137794626384237' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106127243562158414</id><published>2003-08-19T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:53:55.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O ya forgot to mention the sakae sushi buffet i had yesterday. wit luke,richard,jem,ryan &amp; boy, finished definately more than a hundred plates. huge help from boy &amp; myself there. no more sushi for awhile yea..wait make tat a long time...especially the fuckin seaweek kind. evidently fear is a factor for me when it came to the shit seaweed wrapped sushi. bleah. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106127243562158414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106127243562158414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106127243562158414' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106127221337712160</id><published>2003-08-19T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:50:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excellent weekend again! weekends never fail to brighten up shitty weekdays... Luke celebrated his bday in typical drunk fashion!! But before the drinkin, absolutely delicious food at Lukes place. Thanx to Boy, he n i were the first there, Boy was so intent on watching Portsmouth play against Aston Villa. Boy lost 15 bucks on tat game...hmmmm remember how bettin always starts wit small money...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106127221337712160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106127221337712160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106127221337712160' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106088225752806556</id><published>2003-08-15T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T01:35:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well its been two absolutely uneventful days...wednesday &amp; thursday...bah! hopefully its gonna b better tomorow, o wait its today! supposed to go bowling wit Boy, Luke &amp; Jem later...hahahaha! Boy's idea...trust boy to come up wit it. Luke's medical in a few hours,,,good luck dude...hope they dun find nothing in u.. damn losu thing happened jus now...kinda fought wit my bro...i swear hes sucha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106088225752806556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106088225752806556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106088225752806556' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106076986835833359</id><published>2003-08-13T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T18:22:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Absolutely one of the best weekends of all time...Laguna Country Club...Boy damn happening da...drank our hearts out, sang our hearts out! Sammi Cheng anyone?? Fantestic way to spend $500 worth of coupons!! Big thanx to Boy for his generousity...without him it would hav been just another bored ass weekend. Hopefully we'l return soon to spend the $1000 spa coupons...relaxation galore. Was pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106076986835833359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106076986835833359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106076986835833359' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652623.post-106018795016905195</id><published>2003-08-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T00:39:10.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Richie..bet u din think itl b tis fast yea!??! happening da...its probably just me..kekekkeke(mahen style).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106018795016905195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652623/posts/default/106018795016905195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardso.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106018795016905195' title=''/><author><name>Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779282413552912195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
