<?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-5671866</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:52:22.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coulieo Lives</title><subtitle type='html'>Live for Nothing, Or Die for Something</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8137836752616414563</id><published>2008-11-09T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:03:09.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's the first time i've travelled to Pasir Gudang in the morning. Sure looks different in the day. Lots of singapore cars were racing there. In fact i think the ratio of malaysian cars to singapore cars would be around 2-8. Subaru wrx's, Suzuki Ings, Suzuki Swift Sports, Honda EGs, Honda Integra Type R's, an EVO and even a SLK were among the few cars present at the track. THe Myvi club was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8137836752616414563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8137836752616414563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-first-time-ive-travelled-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6127688221060246233</id><published>2008-10-18T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:32:15.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This few months have taken a toll on my accounts. 2 Weddings this month, another next. In Dec, going up north to Genting as well. Economic Crisis. Arghhhhhhh!My parents went to the bank cause they couldn't understand a shit the letter the bank sent regarding their minibonds. Hell, i didn't even understand what they hell they were writing.The news was that in the end, my parents would get back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6127688221060246233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6127688221060246233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-few-months-have-taken-toll-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-2263993512283692315</id><published>2008-09-20T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:36:55.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What amazing parking.... maybe there was an invisible cat sleeping on the parking lot when this fella was parking..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2263993512283692315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2263993512283692315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-amazing-parking.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/SNRg3BUG9WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j0KvmPRkc_E/s72-c/Amazing_Parking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8444194118140042105</id><published>2008-07-13T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:14:36.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a recap of my holiday to Genting.....On Thurs, we had it all prepared, we were gonna go in on friday morning, reach JB at 7 am. Then have breakfast there before moving off to Genting. What i wasn't prepared for was that my malaysian counterpart had informed me that all the hotel, toll fees had to be borne by me cause he lent money to somebody else and is now broke.That definitely caught me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8444194118140042105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8444194118140042105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-recap-of-my-holiday-to-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6866841061305471406</id><published>2008-07-10T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:10:46.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of July 2008)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Advanti Racing)Change Tyres - done (Dunlop Formula D01)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Mugen)Add Front Lip - done (Geely custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Carbon Fibre Laminated invert scoop bonnet - done (Arashi BodyKit)Add Strut Bars - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6866841061305471406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6866841061305471406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/07/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-5182997993176161332</id><published>2008-07-09T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:09:11.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting impatiently for Friday. Why? Because i'd be driving to Genting that's why. Yesterday was a real stressful day. Did 1 single mistake that required almost 4 hours to rectify. Actually it was more then that cause i had to wait for the backup tapes in office, but, at least i spent that time strategizing on how to go about doing the restore job. Now i know why, Database Admins are paid well. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5182997993176161332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5182997993176161332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/07/waiting-impatiently-for-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/SHTiYxdPq3I/AAAAAAAAADs/OZgQRDGlr_8/s72-c/Frontal8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-1192627697222859337</id><published>2008-06-30T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:08:48.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Can you see the jam.. ?? Stretching all the way from the overheard bridge at the Causeway, all the way down to whereever it may have stopped. Couldn't have guessed that i could wait there for 3 hours.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1192627697222859337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1192627697222859337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-you-see-jam.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/SGey6Lu_HDI/AAAAAAAAADk/gO7k_l_sHH0/s72-c/Jam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-7287439303430709843</id><published>2008-06-02T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:56:57.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't been putting any entries in this page for a long long time. As Usual.Well.. have been quite lazy apparently. So what'z up recently? Been heading to Boleh Land more often then usual. Lookin around for bonnets, front lips for my ride. Part of the reason's cause of Team Inc 1 - Chris. Haha.. without him finding lobangs, things would probably be hell more expensive.RIght now waiting for my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7287439303430709843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7287439303430709843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/06/havent-been-putting-any-entries-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/SEQJ8US7STI/AAAAAAAAADU/TJ2VoAQyKn0/s72-c/Awaiting+Bonnet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-4504191405071666584</id><published>2008-04-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:01:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin's new kid, Ah ger.. in the cage with Ah boy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/4504191405071666584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/4504191405071666584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/04/justins-new-kid-ah-ger.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/SANxkhVrMUI/AAAAAAAAADM/IiAkCThgq1k/s72-c/IMAG0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6217918679953088691</id><published>2008-04-01T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:01:31.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been a long time...Oh well. It doesn't matter if nobody reads this, i'm just keeping this as a diary of my life.Anyway, went down to Batu Pahat last Sat. Sigh. Almost knocked into the back of a Mercs while at the overhead lane at the checkpoint. Was driving behind him when he suddenly braked. Instincts made me brake as well... and the car actually skidded a few metres before it stopped short of a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6217918679953088691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6217918679953088691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/R_JUYTmH9eI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vz-DG6KF4nk/s72-c/brake+pads+Old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-3485683659085759128</id><published>2008-02-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:55:05.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3485683659085759128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3485683659085759128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-4131876248829610197</id><published>2008-02-03T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T02:17:32.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of Feb 2008)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Advanti Racing)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Mugen)Add Front Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Air Scoop on Bonnet - done (Kelisa Scoop)Add Strut Bars - done (K-Sports)Add Stickers - Done (Modern Image/Johnson/JJ-Electric)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/4131876248829610197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/4131876248829610197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/02/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6720682936609989013</id><published>2008-02-02T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:41:19.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long time.. again...Had thoughts of.. time spent in my Junior College. Was it really a waste of time?Regret. regretting why i didn't spend more time on my studies. Was i complacent because of my results in secondary school? I guess so...But in one day, i met 3 friends whom i came to know in my JC. Bevan, at the Amara hotel's Burger King, Lionel in the very same cabin and door of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6720682936609989013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6720682936609989013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-3280747962781713341</id><published>2008-01-23T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:07:34.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waowz...Its been a long time since i wrote anything here. Well.. Let's cram everything that happened in 3 months into 1 paragraph..NOTHING.except i took pictures of my holiday in KL... and in Jan, i was late for work cause the MRT screwed up.... CHeck out the crowd at the bus stop where they were supposed to shuttle the commuters to another station. 57000 people stranded..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3280747962781713341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3280747962781713341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2008/01/waowz.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/R5cQ8Hf7K8I/AAAAAAAAACo/x1etn_UnLa4/s72-c/KL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-7853121262925171890</id><published>2007-11-05T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:02:40.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well... this has been quite a hectic week for me. Exams on the 2nd, brother's wedding on the 3rd, and my LAST papers on 7th!! Not really confident of my last paper. Sigh. So much to read and so little time. Anywayz, my brother's wedding did go through smoothly. One hiccup though, was the time between the tea ceremony and the wedding ceremony. Guess there was too much time allocated for the tea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7853121262925171890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7853121262925171890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/Ry6U4g5DXJI/AAAAAAAAACY/4wVjkDatky4/s72-c/SL270148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-1067429462185030954</id><published>2007-10-07T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:20:26.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There a few things i hate, and last evening, they kinda popped out in my face. What are they? Well, the very very first thing, is being made use of. Agreed that often in these days, many people are making use of others for personal gain, gratification. Its a selfish world out there, its a dog eat dog world. They make use of you, and when their done, spit you right out of their mouth. What are you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1067429462185030954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1067429462185030954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-few-things-i-hate-and-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-3490599846547183986</id><published>2007-09-24T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:08:55.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>海平面远方开始阴霾 悲伤要怎么平静纯白hai ping mian yuan fang kai shi yin mai / bei shan yao zhe me ping jing chun baiClouds gather on the faraway (sea) horizon, How can I keep my sadness calm我的脸上始终夹带 一抹浅浅的无奈wo de nian shang shi zhong jia dai / yi mo qian qian de wu naiI remained straight-faced, trying to cover the hint of resignation你用唇语说你要离开 (情不在)ni yong chun yu shuo ni yao li kai (qing bu zai)You silently said </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3490599846547183986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3490599846547183986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/09/jing-jing-di-pei-ni-zou-le-hao-yuan-hao.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-7007466548546544511</id><published>2007-08-12T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:48:17.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7007466548546544511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/7007466548546544511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-2327692482584085355</id><published>2007-08-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:19:33.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of July)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Advanti Racing)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Spoon)Add Front Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Air Scoop on Bonnet - done (Kelisa Scoop)Add Strut Bars - done (K-Sports)Add Sticker design - Done (Modern Image)Add Side Skirt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2327692482584085355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2327692482584085355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/08/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8092216194769311377</id><published>2007-08-02T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:13:46.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long time since i last posted something.. and if i'm writing it, i'm complaining it. Fri.. stayed back at work till 830pm. Monday, stayed back till 715 pm. Tuesday, stayed back till 930 pm. Wednesday class till 930 pm. What the hell. Let's count, Fri, Mon, Tues=3 days stayed back to work. Wed=1 day for class. And i haven't even touched my assignments. Well, somebody commented that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8092216194769311377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8092216194769311377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RrC9fAWZddI/AAAAAAAAACM/vAy2pL99z20/s72-c/20070625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6984294871120529854</id><published>2007-07-04T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T07:59:49.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minds Car Wash Meetup at Telok Blangah SPC</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6984294871120529854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6984294871120529854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/07/minds-car-wash-meetup-at-telok-blangah.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RoriwugKHLI/AAAAAAAAACE/hxD3Xip-JLw/s72-c/e8ccb933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-1672783293146332117</id><published>2007-06-02T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:14:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired!!!!!!Another 8 more days to the exams for semester 1 2007. Wasted 1 whole week on what else...work. Yeah... everytime i come back.. i feel so drained. Everybody's experiencing the same thing of course, but unfortunately, sleeping at 2 everyday and waking at 630 and life without exercise isn't exactly healthy. Plus 9 hours of staring at the bluddy computer screen and coming back with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1672783293146332117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1672783293146332117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-so-tired-another-8-more-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RmGXJAF4EhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ggO_G3uziFg/s72-c/My+handy+gadgets.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-5807340235027840893</id><published>2007-05-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:20:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new Lappy...... From Toshiba to Packard Bell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5807340235027840893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5807340235027840893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RkYCPYZ7NkI/AAAAAAAAABk/xb4te9pZY0w/s72-c/Toshiba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6353463623087809309</id><published>2007-05-01T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:07:11.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of May)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Advanti Racing)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Spoon)Add Front Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Air Scoop on Bonnet - done (Kelisa Scoop)Add Strut Bars - done (K-Sports)Add Sticker design - Done (Modern Image)Add Side Skirt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6353463623087809309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6353463623087809309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/05/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-9030840677294019482</id><published>2007-04-25T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:41:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a bluddy lousy week for me, correction, month for me. This Month was supposed to be happy month for me, cause i'm supposed to take out my braces. Little did i know the horrors that would accompany my happiness. I was charged 250 each for 2 retainers. In addition to that, i had to do fillings, washing, injection, X-rays, and worst of all, a bridge which cost me 1025 dollars. Altogether, $2020</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/9030840677294019482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/9030840677294019482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-bluddy-lousy-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/Ri7V84Z7NgI/AAAAAAAAABE/4a0XaFemA7Q/s72-c/accident8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-1511923461999867116</id><published>2007-04-16T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:08:11.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you see that? YEah thats my very first retainer. WHat does that mean, it bluddy means my braces are off!!!4 bluddy years of having metal in my mouth is finally over! NOw a new age has come, yes, the age of plastic. No more cold, hard wires in my mouth, next comes the beauty of synthetic material. By the way, this exact duplicate copy of my lower teeths cost me $250 bucks. PLASTIC never cost so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1511923461999867116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/1511923461999867116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-see-that-yeah-thats-my-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RiNXslzDHaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f5GqUAmE-NU/s72-c/FIrstRetainer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8727471661088279756</id><published>2007-04-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:56:34.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was a Johnson's Sticker shop last night. Thought i could finish up the front profile of my ride by adding eyelids and a brembo sticker at the front lip.Here's Ah Huat, Johnson's bro, in the process of stickin up my brembo stickers... Can see that the headlights aren't as rounded as before?? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8727471661088279756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8727471661088279756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-johnsons-sticker-shop-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RhJcn6pDLBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c6w0nYV5nm4/s72-c/At+Johnson+Stickers+Shop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-450489531367827725</id><published>2007-03-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:40:28.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to watch 300 WIth ZOla, JUstin and Cat on Sat. Quite a nice show, filled with blood and gore.Recommended for those army fellas who'd wanna boost up some honour and glory and to die for their country and loved ones.Sad thing was, my 1 week old SUb-woofers blew. Shitz. IT blew.... no more nice bassy sounds. Hope that there's some warranty cover for it... SIgh..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/450489531367827725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/450489531367827725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-watch-300-with-zola-justin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8785922987111606608</id><published>2007-02-24T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:20:19.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOvie Critic!!Just back from Ghost Rider. I must say, i was pretty... no.. very much disappointed with the show. Why???Let me tell you why. Its sad. There isn't any really deep character relationship in the show. For Johhny Blaze to give up his soul just like that to save his father from cancer, i find the acting a little shallow. We can't see how affected he is from realising that his father had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8785922987111606608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8785922987111606608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/02/movie-critic-just-back-from-ghost-rider.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-5801774066701208546</id><published>2007-02-03T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:14:41.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My third KCS meeting at Kallang. It was a major 37th Meetup, close to 60 ++ cars in attendance. TOo bad i couldn't stick around longer, had to go home to study, but by the time i was home, i was already too tired.. ARGhhhhhhhh.....Oh well, i needed the rest anyway, work was really really tiring. Staring at the PC really took the life outta my eyes. Going home was a little scary cause i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5801774066701208546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/5801774066701208546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-third-kcs-meeting-at-kallang.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RcQYaRzA66I/AAAAAAAAAAY/nXfrkwxeXcs/s72-c/At+37th+Meetup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-3380753142901963427</id><published>2007-01-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:58:46.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUCKY DAY TODAYEveryday i drag my feet along to work. Was tasked to actually perform database migration for a development server. However, my first priority didn't happen to be the development server, but a Demo server of the main database instance of the company.Having to do that was already added pressure on my shoulders, to do it on my own was like putting my head on the chopping block. Doing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3380753142901963427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/3380753142901963427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/01/sucky-day-today-everyday-i-drag-my-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-2498640201896946570</id><published>2007-01-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:01:54.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's an excerpt from a conversation that i had with a colleague earlier. Think its worth something to add on my blog.."Anyway, its quite hard to detect if a guy or girl is the right one... Itsthat feeling when u just know that whenever u need that person, that personis always there. To listen to you, to help you in anyway possible. When urwith that person, u wouldn't even think of being with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2498640201896946570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/2498640201896946570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/01/heres-excerpt-from-conversation-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8083908895042584829</id><published>2007-01-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:39:05.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How I spent my New Year's Eve....What a cheesy title. Haha... Anyway woke up quite early in the mornin.. around 930 a.m. Had breakfast at Tampines St 21, Wanton noodles. Then came home to surf the net. Fortunately, the line was back up again so it wasn't an impatient surf.Drove down to Justin's place to polish our rides.             And here's me cleaning my rims... Got home around 5 plus, then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8083908895042584829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8083908895042584829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-i-spent-my-new-years-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lt4gfLPmiZM/RZiNHqfB-2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/I3dbRhnPKpA/s72-c/Cleaning+My+Ride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-65789800552296356</id><published>2006-12-19T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:38:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of Jan)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Blonks)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Spoon)Add Front Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Air Scoop on Bonnet - done (Kelisa Scoop)Add Strut Bars - done (K-Sports)Add Sticker design - Done (Modern Image)Add Sun Shade - done (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/65789800552296356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/65789800552296356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/12/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-997111399951456679</id><published>2006-11-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:17:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great, just great. After the data recovery exercise, it seems like most of the technical team has fallen ill, including myself. Taken ill right after i got home after the exercise. Throat was feeling a little sore, and that signalled the beginning of my suffering.Started sneezing alot the next day, cause of the build up of mucus to counter the soreness of the throat. Sick on a sunday... what the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/997111399951456679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/997111399951456679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-just-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6374899888013528664</id><published>2006-11-25T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:11:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUess what...Was playing Need For Speed Underground, then the thought of designing my GAME car to look like my REAL car. Usually people would try to design their cars in real life to mirror that of which is from the game.I've done the opposite. I've designed my game car to mirror that which is of my real car... so take a look.. Was surprised that the game too had my car design. Pure coincidence. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6374899888013528664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6374899888013528664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-167908455241364805</id><published>2006-11-19T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T13:26:48.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Advice??? WHAT advice???Can somebody tell me, why the hell am i always getting screwed? Its sometimes good to have advice from everywhere, but having too much advice screws everything up. Like they say, too many cooks spoil the broth. Why am i harping about this?Everytime i ask something about how to mod my ride, i get lots of other views. Some say this, others say that. When i listen to ones, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/167908455241364805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/167908455241364805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/advice-what-advice-can-somebody-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-6306723258469463877</id><published>2006-11-18T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:58:40.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Dashboard, after i've done spraying it. Gonna be at Options to modify exhaust as well as add carbon charger kit and spark plugs...Was approached by a guy who saw my dash board from afar. He was gonna get his ride in mid december, and stayed relatively near to me... Well, from the way he talked, i could see that he was real interested in moddin his ride as well. Another like minded person. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6306723258469463877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/6306723258469463877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dashboard-after-ive-done-spraying-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-8994155271249841013</id><published>2006-11-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:58:05.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plans (Updated as of Nov)Change Steering wheels - done (Autopia)Change Sports Rims - done (Blonks)Add Rear Spoiler - done (Spoon)Add Front Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Rear Lip - done (Getz custom)Add Side Skirting - done (Getz custom)Add Strut Bars - done (K-Sports)Add Sticker design - Done (Modern Image)Add Sun Shade - done (JJ-Electric)Change Bonnet with Air Scoop - done (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8994155271249841013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/8994155271249841013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/kelisa-modification-plans-updated-as-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-116317745742872412</id><published>2006-11-11T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:47.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>End of Sem 2Yay... its over, yes, finally, Semester 2 of the year has come and gone. One more year to go. Sigh. This is so damn tiring. Working and studying at the same time, how i wish, i could just, throw all the books, and notes into the fire and watch it burn all the way.Wait, i have to make my brain a harddisk, and throw everything into it, plus make backups of my harddrive so that i wont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/116317745742872412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/116317745742872412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-of-sem-2-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-116150301395064063</id><published>2006-10-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:46.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HUstle and FloWWell, Came back from a rather inspirational movie called "Hustle and Flow". Went to watch a few friends when i should have been studying at home. Exams in 1 week time. Shit. Heck i shouldn't even be writing this but inspiration hit me....So what's this show about? Well, ghetto rap is all about the game. I listen to rap music too, once in a while, about how the rappers are talking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/116150301395064063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/116150301395064063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hustle-and-flow-well-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115967293468921133</id><published>2006-10-01T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:46.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelisa Modification plansChange Steering wheels - doneChange Sports Rims - doneAdd Rear Spoiler - doneAdd Front Lip - doneAdd Rear Lip - doneAdd Side Skirting - doneAdd Strut Bars - doneAdd Sticker design - DoneChange Bonnet with Air Scoop - doneAdd Voltage Stabilizer - doneAdd GNG - doneAdd Volt and Vacuum gauges - done Add VSD Add Anti-Sway Bars Add Fenders Add TintingChange Front Grill Change </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115967293468921133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115967293468921133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/10/kelisa-modification-plans-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115799306839423626</id><published>2006-09-12T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:46.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Really don't know what to say, here is a chance to learn Oracle Database with AIX Unix, but i'm gonna give it all up cause i don't have the time to learn. Everyday,  i have barely half an hour to sit down and look through all the scripts that they have.I don't know shell scripting. I don't know what the hell each syntax means. I don't have the time to do self studying in it cause i gotta do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115799306839423626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115799306839423626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/09/really-dont-know-what-to-say-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115790163088542223</id><published>2006-09-10T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:45.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now... what is he thinking about???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115790163088542223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115790163088542223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/09/now.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115729206915081665</id><published>2006-09-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Should i use this desktop... or this desktop...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115729206915081665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115729206915081665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/09/should-i-use-this-desktop.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115728100909373876</id><published>2006-09-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was one of the major meetups for the Kelisa Club. Met up with Zoolander84 first at tampines grande road, one of the few tampinesians of the club, then proceeded on to make our way down to the carpark at the Indoor Stadium.While we were entering the PIE, both of us were on the right lane. Didn't notice what happened to Zoolander but i knew something almost went wrong. I saw him changing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115728100909373876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115728100909373876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-one-of-major-meetups-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115668880498473315</id><published>2006-08-27T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My Ride, its latest, taken on the 27th August. Went down to Jame's place to do the sun shade. Most prob will wait till Sat to do the bonnet. As noticed, the moustache is gone, and in its place, racing strips.. hehe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115668880498473315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115668880498473315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-ride-its-latest-taken-on-27th.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115617954334847867</id><published>2006-08-22T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:44.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Appearance matters...Yea that true... In our society, thats the first damn thing people see. I've come to realize that in a rather unique way. Don't know if i'm just being sensitive, but i feel, people look at me in a different way as compared to my peers. Peers as in, those in the same age group. I'm gonna reach the big old 3-0 soon... but i don't look like it. So many people say i look like 24 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115617954334847867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115617954334847867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/08/appearance-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115486713171483052</id><published>2006-08-06T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:44.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well... here's the latest pic of my Ride. DId a DIY on the front chromed portion. Sprayed it Matt Black. Guess it looks kinda more fierce i think. The front wing-like sticker was done by James of jj-electric.com Went to his place cause its nearer my home. So he added the sticker and did the grill cover for my air-scoop. Still, i thought the flames would go up, not horizontally across the bonnet. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115486713171483052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115486713171483052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115436301371281371</id><published>2006-07-31T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:43.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The  latest addition to my ride, a light blue exhaust pipe to replace the one installed by the CY bodykit shop in JB.Got to Ang Mo Kio industrial area's multi-storey car shops and bought it from an accessories shop. Still waiting for the performance gauges which Wendy said would come in in about 2 weeks time.THanks to Tyron for helping with the installation for the exhaust. Gonna be waiting for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115436301371281371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115436301371281371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/07/latest-addition-to-my-ride-light-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115367039252888218</id><published>2006-07-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:43.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tyron's Subaru WRX..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115367039252888218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115367039252888218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/07/tyrons-subaru-wrx.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115366822729113596</id><published>2006-07-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:43.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Friday was the first day i ever attended the Kelisa club major meetup at Yishun Dam. Didn't know exactly how to get there, so checked the internet for directions. FUrthermore, had a meet up with Saviour first at the tampines stadium carpark first before we proceeded there.Didn't know exactly how to go so with somebody in tow, was kinda pressurized but then, we made it there in 1 piece. Went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115366822729113596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115366822729113596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-friday-was-first-day-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115306552445553852</id><published>2006-07-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOday was the day i journeyed with Halim to JB again to do up my stickers. Driving in JB was kinda little stressful, but still, i did survive.In fact, there was an incident whilst driving that almost took our lives. I admit, it was partly my fault, but luckily nothing happened. I was driving along a 2 lane when on my left, i saw a few cars coming out of a lane.I should have turned to my right to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115306552445553852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115306552445553852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-day-i-journeyed-with-halim.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115242164917435470</id><published>2006-07-09T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My ride after i got it back from the spray shop in tampines industrial estate.The only thing now missing are the stickers. Hmmm... WHen can i add them up. The air scoop isn't my original requirements. I wanted to get something that looked like those dented in air vents, not like the ones here sticking out. Still, it wasn't recommended cause the sides may peel off due to the intense heat of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115242164917435470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115242164917435470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-ride-after-i-got-it-back-from-spray.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115124879351495330</id><published>2006-06-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:41.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY RIDE!!!Finally, i've added the fullbody kit to my car. For all of you who don't know what a full body kit is, it consists of the:-1) Front Lip2) Rear Lip3) Side skirtings4) Air Scoop5) Rear SpoilerYUp and all these at a cost of RM1150! Considering that, its  more likely a payment for the workmanship in installing and cutting the parts to fit the car. However, what was heart-breaking was, a few</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115124879351495330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115124879351495330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-ride-finally-ive-added-fullbody-kit.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-115045065805218764</id><published>2006-06-16T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new RM6005 15" Sports Rims with Falken ST115 Tyres... hehe. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115045065805218764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/115045065805218764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-new-rm6005-15-sports-rims-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114959701101911810</id><published>2006-06-06T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:41.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unclassified actual writings on hospital charts1. The patient refused autopsy.2. The patient has no previous history of suicides.3. Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.4. Patient's medical history has been remarkably insignificant with only a 40 pound weight gain in the past three days.5. She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114959701101911810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114959701101911810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/unclassified-actual-writings-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114941604631323606</id><published>2006-06-04T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:40.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114941604631323606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114941604631323606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114935962898763631</id><published>2006-06-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:40.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My current fav song..Watched my life pass me by -- in the rearview mirrorPictures frozen in time -- are becoming clearerI don't wanna waste another day -- stuck in the shadow of my mistakes -- yeahCause I want you -- and I feel you -- crawling underneath my skinLike a hunger, like a burnin -- to find a place I've never beenNow I'm broken, and I'm faded -- I'm half the man I thought I would beBut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114935962898763631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114935962898763631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-current-fav-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114934217705691698</id><published>2006-06-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:40.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah.. i know its a nag to keep hearing me talk about my exams... but its my blog.. and i write it the way i want!!!Sigh. Another 4 days to the exams again. I can safely say, this is the most unprepared exam i have. SO much things to memorise.. and memorising isn't my forte. I mean, i'm getting older, brain cells getting weaker, not getting any healthier, probably getting seniler.... Is there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114934217705691698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114934217705691698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114890895449547035</id><published>2006-05-29T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:40.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somebody said they saw youThe person you were kissing wasn't meAnd I would never ask youI just kept it to myselfI don't wanna knowIf your playin me, keep it on the lowCause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if your creepin, please don't let it showOh baby, I don't wanna knowOh babyI think about it when I hold youWhen lookin in your eyes, I can't believeI don't need to know the truthBaby keep it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114890895449547035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114890895449547035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/somebody-said-they-saw-you-person-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114879953667808033</id><published>2006-05-28T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:39.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Should it be done this way?? change the red to a silver colour.. Hmmmm..... Observe, cause when i'm done with it, it won't look the same anymore..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114879953667808033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114879953667808033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/should-it-be-done-this-way-change-red.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114819048000440326</id><published>2006-05-21T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:39.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin's Rims on his EVO... Damn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114819048000440326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114819048000440326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/justins-rims-on-his-evo.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114758898515402186</id><published>2006-05-14T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:39.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Singaporean Drivers..... __I'd like to say a thing or two about lots of singaporean drivers who drive large expensive cars. U SUCK!!!Yeah thats right. No holds barred session. Not that i'm against ALL singaporean drivers who drive large cars, its just that, with all those courtesy campaigns, most of these buggers don't give shit!Was driving to fetch my mum at marine parade after her church </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114758898515402186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114758898515402186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/singaporean-drivers.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114736335479514855</id><published>2006-05-12T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:39.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Interesting...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114736335479514855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114736335479514855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114709341408858474</id><published>2006-05-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:38.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the midst of my assignment deadlines, i just have to write this down. Work was atrocious. I was so damn busy, it felt like i was working alone, (which incidently, is probably what is really happening). Had a call early in the morning to settle a PC that was supposed to be setup for an intern coming on the very same day. Went down and guess what, the PC was just placed there. The network line </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114709341408858474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114709341408858474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-midst-of-my-assignment-deadlines-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114591966635065191</id><published>2006-04-25T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:38.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>          Your true color is Black!         What's Your True Color?         Brought to you by Tickle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114591966635065191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114591966635065191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-true-color-is-black-whats-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114571168573852738</id><published>2006-04-22T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The bears seems real happy for some reason... =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114571168573852738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114571168573852738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/bears-seems-real-happy-for-some-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114562879832117092</id><published>2006-04-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:37.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First and foremost, would like to give the glory to God.Well, usually, i would bring a packet of tissue everyday, place it in my back pocket cause its become my habit. Plus the fact that, i cycle to the MRT, so should it rain, i'd have my trusty pocket tissue to dry the seat so i'd wouldn't feel real weird after cycling home.Anyway, today, i forgot to place my tissue pack in my pocket. I didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114562879832117092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114562879832117092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-and-foremost-would-like-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114494994867260156</id><published>2006-04-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:37.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been quite an eventful day these past 2 days. The night before, went to catch up with Justin near my place. Talked alot about things, girls, politics, cars, etc. The usual things guys who hang out would talk about.Anyway, that night i was dead tired, so damn sleepy... couldn't exactly catch what we were talking about in the middle of the hanging out session. So kinda laid down on the large </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114494994867260156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114494994867260156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-quite-eventful-day-these-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114477351818734692</id><published>2006-04-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:37.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caught red handed sleeping on the job.... Actually can't see his hands, cause their all covered up.Hopefully he doesn't read my blog or i'll get one hell of a scream later.. HAHAAAAHHHAHAHAAHAAA...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114477351818734692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114477351818734692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/caught-red-handed-sleeping-on-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114468314279731808</id><published>2006-04-10T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:36.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day, another lousy day. Been 3 days since i last handed in my assignments. SIgh, what i need now is more time. DOn't have the motivation to start on the next assignment, but i know i need to push myself to do the assignment.Anyway, had a call from my SE, well, not exactly my SE, it was someone else from J&amp;J. TOld me that i had to pump in another 400 bucks cause they calculated the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114468314279731808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114468314279731808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-day-another-lousy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114330310849313832</id><published>2006-03-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:36.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its ur birthday, we gonna party like its your birthday, we gonna sip Bacardi like its your birthday, and we don't give a F*&amp;k its your birthday!Yeah... its my b-day today. 29 years ago. I emerged into this sin-filled world. I became corrupted by the very air i breathed. The pollution, disease and pain, has intruded into my very being.Well. It was such an eventful day today. Woke up at 9 to go eat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114330310849313832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114330310849313832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-ur-birthday-we-gonna-party-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114251620444638378</id><published>2006-03-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:36.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FInally, my first post for the month of March. With all the news about bird flu and shit, one wonders if the world is truly on the brink of destruction.Argh, just bring it on. Maybe what this world needs is a full format. Just like a computer that has been corrupted, maybe what we need is a full format, a new world, just like what the Architect in the Matrix plans for each of his creations.Had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114251620444638378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114251620444638378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-my-first-post-for-month-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114095660043522175</id><published>2006-02-26T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:35.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY Scout Uniform Evolution </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114095660043522175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114095660043522175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-scout-uniform-evolution.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-114010052106730308</id><published>2006-02-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:35.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strain to pain....Wow, been such a long time since i last exercised. Met up with Suan Yong and Commando to go shoot hoops at Tanjong Pagar....Sigh, was a terrible second game. First game was quite good, got some baskets, made passes. After the break, it got worse. My back started to ache, my brain went spongy. Couldn't think. What was i doing?Made lousy passes, made 2 bad passes. Mistook my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114010052106730308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/114010052106730308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/02/strain-to-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113868266833426786</id><published>2006-01-31T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:35.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The only kitty, that would pose in front of a camera. No other kitty would cause this is the only kitty available for a photo shoot..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113868266833426786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113868266833426786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-kitty-that-would-pose-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113783881046844866</id><published>2006-01-21T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> A picture paints a thousand words... =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113783881046844866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113783881046844866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/01/picture-paints-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113670893768301142</id><published>2006-01-08T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                                  My Gundam Family</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113670893768301142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113670893768301142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-gundam-family_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113610582673869557</id><published>2006-01-01T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:33.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weren't you the one that said, that you don't want me anymore.And how you need your space, and give the keys back to your door.And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with me.But still you said that love was gone, and that I had to leave.Now you, talkin bout a familyNow you, sayin I complete your dreamNow you, sayin I'm your everythingYou confusin meWhat you say to meDon't play with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113610582673869557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113610582673869557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2006/01/werent-you-one-that-said-that-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113541997896454822</id><published>2005-12-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, my love for the movie "Serendipity" kinda flamed back into life. Starring John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale, its about a chanced meeting between the two, a somewhat serendipity, a fortunate accident.One wonders if such a thing ever happens in true life. But then, the movies are a mirror image into the true life. However, i lost a precious day for doing my assignment cause i got home </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113541997896454822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113541997896454822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-my-love-for-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113524484919682073</id><published>2005-12-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:32.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                               My messy table, Part 2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113524484919682073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113524484919682073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-messy-table-part-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113484397333541621</id><published>2005-12-18T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Just got back from a 3 hour episode with an ape... a gorilla to be exact, and its got a name"My name is Kong, King... Kong. Blonde size 4 hot chick please.... Shaken, not stirred."Feel a little sad for Naomi Watts, getting thrown here and there, squeezed in the hand of Mr Kong, amazing how the wind seemed to blow her hair and ITS hair in slightly different directions. Particularly loved it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113484397333541621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113484397333541621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-just-got-back-from-3-hour-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113448204653893060</id><published>2005-12-13T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:31.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THe Godson, asking, "Where, where is my goo? Where is that brown stuff you always feed me with? I don't care how it taste, just feel my little cute stomach with some C#@p~!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113448204653893060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113448204653893060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/godson-asking-where-where-is-my-goo.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113431949104753683</id><published>2005-12-12T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:30.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monkey crossing the road... Near Telok Ayer Street, in TOWN!Hmm, what was the guy thinking? Or was he scratching out fleas instead???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113431949104753683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113431949104753683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/monkey-crossing-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113388104590178345</id><published>2005-12-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:30.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long time since i last attended church, mainly cause of excuses like lazy, school, or work...Maybe a little more on the lines of laziness i think. ANyway, last sunday, i did turn up for church. Had an excuse actually not to go, but then, i missed church for like 2-3 months? Feeling guilty, need to rid myself of it. Met up with Uncle Tommy and YongShi at the end of the line. Fortunately</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113388104590178345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113388104590178345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113358659886552645</id><published>2005-12-03T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Computer Organization sucks..Yup.. you heard me right, all those calculations about processor performance and speed, clock rates, and MPIS language... alamak.. so chim.Add to that fact, my lecturer is an indian with quite a thick accent, makes learning all the more interesting. No hard feelings, i mean all races are made equal, like they say, all men are brothers, but then, in this case, its a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113358659886552645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113358659886552645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/12/computer-organization-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113232938198396825</id><published>2005-11-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHOCKER...What an "uneventful" day... Shucks.. work was atrocious. The moment i stepped into the second level department... i heard my name called from every corner of the office, to help this and help that.The most interesting one was to translate french into english. WHat the ... translate french to english? Ma Ma Mia!Oh well, gave the guy a website to do the translation manually. Hopefully the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113232938198396825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113232938198396825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/11/shocker.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113215427045566605</id><published>2005-11-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FIRST LESSONNDamn... today was the first lesson of the summer semester. WHat was i supposed to study? Computer Organisation. What a subject.. so technical, so dry.. and worse they have mathes in 1 and 0'sARgh... not again.. Did that in poly and now i have to do it all over again?? What the hell!?!?Anyway, fortunately, i got to see Denis today in class. Yay. Got a familiar face in class.. at least</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113215427045566605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113215427045566605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-lessonn-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113171607141799882</id><published>2005-11-11T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ZtrangeSomething strange happened... Usually i would park my ride next to other rides if there weren't any more lots.BUt in the evening when i was going to get my ride... i found it in a lot! Weird.. Who'd trouble himself to put my ride nicely into the lot?STrange.. but true...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113171607141799882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113171607141799882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/11/ztrange-something-strange-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113119406262392708</id><published>2005-11-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DrivingI have something to say.. why is it that whenever i go practice driving, i do better if the instructor is an uncle? Its not that i don't think the younger guys make good instructors.. neither is it that i don't have respect for them. Its just that they kinda like, don't exactly put as much a effort in providing quality service to the learners.With uncle's they help to put the driver at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113119406262392708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113119406262392708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/11/driving-i-have-something-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113119275489364426</id><published>2005-11-05T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:29.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My New mobile phone.. the W550i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113119275489364426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113119275489364426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-new-mobile-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-113058790241433856</id><published>2005-10-29T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:28.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long time.. Phew, finally, my exam is over.. the first ever semester is over for my MOnash life.... phew... 3 years with not taking a paper.. Can you imagine the pressure, the stress... haha.. their maybe be more extreme cases.. but hell.. i am i and they are they! SHould be going off to Madam WOng.. but. dang, the music kinda sucked now. Oh well..  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113058790241433856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/113058790241433856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112912544496401971</id><published>2005-10-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:28.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War of the WorldsHad a very interesting email today.wELL The story started off like this.. i had to go on MC yesterday cause of a lousy case of flu, fever, runny nose and what nots. Hell, i went to work thinking i could fight it through, but as everyone knows, without sufficient rest, the body cannot withstand the onslaught of bacteria. Oh well, so be it. I went to the docs in the late morning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112912544496401971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112912544496401971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/war-of-worlds-had-very-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112851698522617548</id><published>2005-10-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:28.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHATOday was the first time since a long long time that i have laughed loudly at something really really funny.Well, i was watchin "Just for Laughs" THey had this gag about a water cooler. A man would be stationed in the shopping centre and offer a cup of cool mineral water to passer-bys to try out the tasteful new flavour. After he pours them the water, in the midst of them drinkin, he would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112851698522617548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112851698522617548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha-today-was-first-time-since-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112834924271367036</id><published>2005-10-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:28.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What the..Today cannot be called "Monday Blues", It should be called "monday black".Had a user who told me that all her August mail had disappeared mysteriously. Shucks, there ain't nothing mysterious about computers. Everything has a logical and rational explanation. Of course i didn't say anything about it, but promised that i would help her restore her oldest backup to date for the week. That </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112834924271367036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112834924271367036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/what.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112814441588809592</id><published>2005-10-01T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:28.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abduction in place to JB... for horse-riding..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112814441588809592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112814441588809592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/abduction-in-place-to-jb.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112814401952773264</id><published>2005-10-01T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:27.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another shot of .."My humble WorkDesk"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112814401952773264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112814401952773264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-shot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112801209045366407</id><published>2005-09-29T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:27.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyday, i travel via bicycle and the MRT to work and back home. I listen to my PALM as it plays MP3.Ever so often, as i feel the wind blowing against my face, i just loose my mind from work and studies and focus on the music and the environment that i'm in. Usually, on my way home, my mp3 would be playin that familiar tune, Bruce Springsteen's Secret Garden. Its slow, rhythmic sound matches the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112801209045366407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112801209045366407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/09/everyday-i-travel-via-bicycle-and-mrt.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671866.post-112633393117225681</id><published>2005-09-10T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:08:27.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanted you to know I love the way you laughI wanna hold you high and steal your pain awayI keep your photograph; I know it serves me wellI wanna hold you high and steal your pain‘Cause I’m broken when I'm openAnd I don’t feel like i am strong enough'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonsomeAnd i don't feel rite when your gone awayYou're gone away; You don't feel me here anymoreThe worst is over now and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112633393117225681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5671866/posts/default/112633393117225681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coulieo.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wanted-you-to-know-i-love-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Coulieo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10722665498197294032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5994/216/1600/mua.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
