<?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-11849493</id><updated>2011-05-06T14:17:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burn</title><subtitle type='html'>hi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8888302395161868212</id><published>2008-03-01T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:21:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noted, tq</title><content type='html'>Am being told that for the last post i heard wrong ... so giving the benefit of doubt to the woman, i may have misheard what the woman said ... so ppl despite her imperfections give her the benefit of doubt k .... ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8888302395161868212?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8888302395161868212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8888302395161868212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8888302395161868212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8888302395161868212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2008/03/noted-tq.html' title='Noted, tq'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8430603497249049111</id><published>2008-02-17T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:43:32.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F**K Me Like a Hurricane by The Scorpions</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of this song by the Scorpions? The group that brought us songs like "Winds of Change" and "Still Loving You". Apparently its a song only heard by the woman ..... who was whole-heartedly singing it to the tune of ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahhahahah ... babe ... ROCK not F**K ..... Clorox anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that with a piece of Cereal Prawn as her mic ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years tomorrow .... it feels sooooooooo long ... uhhh i mean its so fast .... muahahaha .... kiddin lah ..... Hope u enjoy the prezzies ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8430603497249049111?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8430603497249049111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8430603497249049111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8430603497249049111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8430603497249049111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2008/02/fk-me-like-hurricane-by-scorpions.html' title='F**K Me Like a Hurricane by The Scorpions'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8060433491826058442</id><published>2008-02-13T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T07:15:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposed</title><content type='html'>muhahhahahah .... Singaporeans finally exposed by expats. Please read TODAY papers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8060433491826058442?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8060433491826058442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8060433491826058442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8060433491826058442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8060433491826058442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2008/02/exposed.html' title='Exposed'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8316061066432852571</id><published>2008-02-12T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:43:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Everyone</title><content type='html'>Ahhh .... a brand new year ..... same ol' shito!! muuahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional new year celebration was great, though the ending was pretty weird lah .... it ended up somewhere in a mamak in Pelangi with lots of kissing, a bit of puking and some deadly consumption of alcohol, i think that was like pure alcohol and not distilled cos it burned my friggin throat and left it sore for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest Chinese New Year (CNY) was great as well, lots of bonding shito and wat nots, though it was not that loud. Surprisingly there were hardly any fire crackers as opposed to the year before. Oh well ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work started out well, and the traffic on monday was great ... however today it was all back to normal. Friggin hell all the idiot drivers were back on the road. And as far as idiots go, there was an accident on the road as usual. Then there's the bastards who took the long weekend holidays for granted and assumed that today would be clear traffic and ended up speeding and riding/driving dangerously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh ... when will i strike the lottery so i can retire and move away from the friggin buggers!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... i guess i should start with buying the tickets ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8316061066432852571?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8316061066432852571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8316061066432852571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8316061066432852571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8316061066432852571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year Everyone'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-4797501288686753841</id><published>2007-11-15T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:30:56.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam blues</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm  .... i think i never noticed this until a classmate brought it up .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She commented that everytime its about to come to exams i'm sick .... and i think she may be&lt;br /&gt;right. I was ok the whole day until it came close to about class time and my nose started to act up with mucus and i just started sneezing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the doctor!?? Any cures for exams??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the cure that i'm out of exams till end nex year after the first week of December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-4797501288686753841?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/4797501288686753841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=4797501288686753841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4797501288686753841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4797501288686753841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/11/exam-blues.html' title='Exam blues'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-3438605795421994960</id><published>2007-11-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:27:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing particular to say here ... except that i think there are now 2 things that man will never understand ... Numero Uno is of cos WOMEN ..... the 2nd would be superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know where i work will know what i mean by superiors ... those who dont I'm sorry but maybe next time .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an Office where everyone know everyone and with no outsiders looking for the arse i cant comprehend why the fuck not having your designation on the door matters. Are you so anal of achieving something that you have achieved thru other people's sweat that you need to have it on your door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK lah .... grow up .... may u and the other party meet with a nice mangled ******** .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-3438605795421994960?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/3438605795421994960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=3438605795421994960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3438605795421994960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3438605795421994960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-particular-to-say-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8439460453262655505</id><published>2007-10-29T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:10:58.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Away From Home</title><content type='html'>Many of us would have at some point or another of our very long or very short lived lives, spent some time away from home in a foreign place, be it a hotel, a resort, a friend's home, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the privilege of stayin at a friend's house, a resort, a hotel, a inn, a budget hotel, a country club and an inn or should i say a backpackers hotel. I should say that in general most of my stays have been pleasant or at least up to what you'd expect from the price being paid. Oh wait that reminds me of another place i stayed, with one of the worst experiences ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on a school trip to Penang back when i was in primary school. We stayed at the famous Penang Free School. Our accomodation was basically the bunks of the hostel, which i'm assuming had not been used for sometime. The reason? I ended up with sores and boils all over my body, which left some pretty impressive marks though most have disappeared over the recent years. The Doctor's assessment was that it was bed bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the difference between that and places run by a management that makes its money from "renting" out accomodation to travellers is that the latter can be made or broken by many factors, but most of all to me by hygiene and or cleanliness of its premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best place i've stayed in is the Sutera Harbour Resort in Sabah. Besides being gorgeous the area, stay was made even more pleasant by the people and especially the staff. I've been meaning to write about it for a while now but never got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was extremely comfortable especially the bed. The bathroom, a very important criteria to me, is equally comfortable. Separated from the room by a wall that is only about 3 feet high or so, while the rest of it was basically a sliding wooden window. Its almost a perverts dream come true!!! muahhaha .... 'cept for the part when your fellow roomie is making a deposit of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff were extremely helpful, even providing the woman with a tray of chocolate mousse when the buffet ran out of it. I'm still coming to grips with the fact that i spent RM50 for her to binge on chocolate mousse!! And of course she's coming to terms with it now, expecially around the girth!! muhahaha .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are photos but i'll have to dig it up somewhere .... will definitely post it up once i get a chance to. I'll keep this part short and move on to the second worst that i've been in ... and the reason as to why i got to posting this .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second worst place is OCC, a country club in S'pore. While the place comes off nice, the rooms have a bit to be desired of. My first gripe is the fact that i saw cobwebs in the room, not a very good impression now then is that. Then there was the fact that the lighting was horrible. This was followed by the fact that breakfast was not included in the package and on Sunday morning i received NO NEWSPAPER!!! I mean wtf is up with the discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, so i did not pay the full amount, and was basically given a room at a subsidised price. But hey i got my room at Sutera Harbour at a discounted price as well, but i got Breakfast and NEWSPAPERS in the morning for the length of my stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty simple actually, if you wish to tie up, or agree to tie up with a company to provide a service, then you should seek not to discriminate. In anycase, the fact that there were cobwebs in the room was already a turn off. To summarize OCC sucked, while Sutera Harbour Rocked!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8439460453262655505?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8439460453262655505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8439460453262655505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8439460453262655505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8439460453262655505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/10/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home Away From Home'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-1902234307568343740</id><published>2007-10-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:44:05.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Sigh ... its hard being me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y did i turn out lookin so good?&lt;br /&gt;Y was i born with the gift of gab?&lt;br /&gt;Y am i so charming?&lt;br /&gt;Y am i trustable yet so untrustworthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-1902234307568343740?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/1902234307568343740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=1902234307568343740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/1902234307568343740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/1902234307568343740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/10/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8589817983137282615</id><published>2007-09-27T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:21:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They never learn</title><content type='html'>Let start with condolences to the parents of lil' Nurin who suffered a horrible passing. I can only hope that the suffering did not last long. For those of you who have no idea of the going on in Malaysia with regards to this case, you can always do a search for "NURIN", or click the &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Friday/Frontpage/20070921073921/Article/index_html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the amount of media attention this case has received, it seems like many parents are still taking the safety of their kids for granted. I guess being too secure a country also has a disadvantaged. People tend to presume that just because crime is not prominent, it wont happen. But that isnt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day at the mall, i saw a young couple who just walked away from their young daughter (abt 2 i guess) to look at a menu posted on a panel. And they dint even bother to pay attention to the girl. With the amount of human traffic there on that day, btw it was knock off time, and the numerous exit points, anyone could have picked her up and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again this is usually the case in those of young couples, or in shotgun marriages. I'm not sayin all of them are the same but many. All for a moment of folly with ecstacy. Being young myself i can understand that its tough to find that your moments of enjoyment to go clubbin, drinking, socialising etc have been cut short. But the little bundle is also a joy, you just have to find new outlets that are probably more toned down for eg, times at the beach, travelling etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey if foreigners can bring their kids on snorkeling trips, and i'm referrin to a young girl and a lil baby, why cant we? I sure as hell plan to do so, though when that is i dont know yet of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise, young parents watch your kids well dont presume, those intending to do the dirty, for goodness sake use a rubber, or pay the time for the crime, and for those thinking fun is lost as parents, think again .... out of the box this time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8589817983137282615?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8589817983137282615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8589817983137282615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8589817983137282615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8589817983137282615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/they-never-learn.html' title='They never learn'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-4683694183830073611</id><published>2007-09-24T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:22:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too fast .... not furious</title><content type='html'>Seems like too little food and too much fluids after a long day doesnt go too well with my stomach. Day in day out i suffer from a case of the runs .... hmm ... then again on the bright&lt;br /&gt;side i guess i'm losing weight so thats a good thing now then aint it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, i've found that i'm able to go thru the day without food and yet still be active&lt;br /&gt;on the field with hockey and football, even in the scorching weather. But then again, i end up downing loads of fluids after that ... hahah ... see above for results.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-4683694183830073611?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/4683694183830073611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=4683694183830073611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4683694183830073611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4683694183830073611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-fast-not-furious.html' title='Too fast .... not furious'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-29061258077797807</id><published>2007-09-16T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T08:44:23.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game of Death</title><content type='html'>The recent quakes off Sumatra triggered Tsunami warnings in some countries. This caused massive fears amongst residents especially to those staying close to the sea. Unfortunately the damage and deaths caused by the last tsunami failed to trigger the fear in some residents of M'sia, namely those in Penang, who upon hearing of the tsunami warnings, set up watches in along the waters hoping to catch the tsunami in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather disrespectful to the memories of those departed, those who made it and to those who are currently suffering as a result of the recent quakes. Curiosity is human nature, but curiosity also kills. It was surprising that the authorities actually allowed these idiots to set up camp along the water to watch for a Tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way it would have been good for the Tsunami to have hit them, it would have served them right for showing such disrespect to Mother Nature. Oh well .... i guess, they could always drown by accident while taking a bath at home as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-29061258077797807?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/29061258077797807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=29061258077797807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/29061258077797807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/29061258077797807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/game-of-death.html' title='Game of Death'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-3790156021344702660</id><published>2007-09-04T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:23:11.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Studyin part time is not easy .... even when your lecturer's are helpful ,though i must admit that is not the case for this term!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressin out over here tryin to figure out how to answer questions for an essay structured paper and the lecturer going ....."you write point form la" .. WTF .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-3790156021344702660?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/3790156021344702660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=3790156021344702660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3790156021344702660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3790156021344702660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-2363997321341731571</id><published>2007-09-03T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:41:54.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAN vs WILD</title><content type='html'>MAN vs WILD a must watch for all you nature loving people ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ..... actually all you concrete jungle freak (the real freaks) should really watch it. I'm pretty sure many of you freak at the sight of a house gecko and i would loooove to see how living in the wild would suit many of you ..... muhahhah ... no offence ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ... he actually had raw fresh meat .... straight off a dead zebra's neck!! Crikeys .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-2363997321341731571?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/2363997321341731571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=2363997321341731571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/2363997321341731571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/2363997321341731571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/man-vs-wild.html' title='MAN vs WILD'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-159227460804584800</id><published>2007-09-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:29:42.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Education = Higher Stupidity</title><content type='html'>THE conclusion is that the higher your level of education the stupider you get ... you spend so much time studying that when you finally get into the real world you've fried so many brain cells that all thats left is what you've learnt and zero logic or common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend the organisation i am with held a rather massive event. Tentage and the set-up of the location was only completed overnight ... again .... We were asked to come in to help at 6.30am. I arrived to find that there was no bf provided, come on lah .... you want us to come in at 6.30am?!! The least you could do is provide bf. Then again staff welfare never seems to be important as compared to our "customers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the chair event .... at about an hour before the GOH is schedules to arrive, the co-chairman instructs all the chair covers to be removed. The chairs were covered because the colours did not match and to provide cosistency, in his words "don't differentiate" so why the hell were we being told to have 2 rows of red for VIP and blue for the rest!!! Higher Education = Higher Stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have 3 more smarties, for crying out loud .... do you need 3 people to plan a seating arrangement for an area that is less than 10m wide?!!???!! They want 4 rows of 5 chairs followed by 4 rows of 15 chairs!! ... where the friggin hell are we supposed to put 8 rows in a space that only allows 6 rows when squeezed!? Higher Education Wins AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i hear that the day before another idiot .... one of the biggest in my organisation, lets call him YT, kept issuing instructions to staff to move a lot of items back and forth. WTF?? .... cant you friggin people decide things first!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch .... what the fuck was lunch!!??? You give already well fed people good food while you give staff cheap food!!??? Fried rice with no taste, a piece of friggin chicken and a fishball!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You friggin lucky there is no UNION here for staff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher Education = Higger Stupidity (grammar intended)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-159227460804584800?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/159227460804584800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=159227460804584800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/159227460804584800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/159227460804584800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/09/higher-education-higher-stupidity.html' title='Higher Education = Higher Stupidity'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-7121773694710316399</id><published>2007-08-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:35:43.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>How the *fish* do you study for an exam when the friggin lecturer is a half past six arse!!??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-7121773694710316399?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/7121773694710316399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=7121773694710316399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/7121773694710316399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/7121773694710316399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-433330177456507161</id><published>2007-08-29T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:32:25.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Break ; Grab a Ticket!!!</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a well deserved holiday in an island from the Land of a Thousand Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuket was a dream to be in, though the initial shock of havin to pay a few hundred for a cab ride took some gettin used to .... at least it lasted until i got used to converting it to our currency. Overall though the prices are rather cheap ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meal consisting of 3 dishes for 2 persons only cost about Euro$8, i got a pair of boardshorts for about that too. Overall the prices are quite cheap, though some tour packages can be rather ex$. However if you're not into snorkeling, ATV's and the sorts, there's a whole lot of shopping to be done and drinking too of course. In the few days that was spent there i noticed that the pubs were open almost 24hours a day and usually had at least one customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing i could not comprehend is the obsession held by old ang moh's and young boys .... besided the attraction of $$, i wonder if they enjoy playin about with a shrivelled phallus!!?? or maybe these young boys prefer older ones cos they're less likely to suffer having it up their *ahems*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic .... we stayed in a quaint little place called Square 1,  its not exactly a luxury resort ... but it is comfy and accessible. Its about a 10 minute walk to Patong Beach and Bangla Road. The people there are really friendly and the receptionist has a great smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner times were spent at Shakers a quiet joint about 5 minutes from our hotel. The only thing i was disappointed about was not being able to have a really spicy Tom Yam Soup. But what we had was still good, the woman loved the sour taste of the Tom yam that was served. In a way that was the only proper meal we had every day as most of daylight was spent either snorkeling, shopping or resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the woman braided her hair for like S$35, and has gotten to love it despite the initial complaints of having a big head .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... in any case .... to cut the story short, i liked the place, and i really wouldn't mind investing a little to own a small place there that i can rent out now and then and that i can stay in whenever i head over for a holiday .... now all i gotta figure out is how to get the $$ ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya laters ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-433330177456507161?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/433330177456507161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=433330177456507161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/433330177456507161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/433330177456507161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/08/have-break-grab-ticket.html' title='Have a Break ; Grab a Ticket!!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-3008580019428465357</id><published>2007-08-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T19:25:10.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Parade</title><content type='html'>Well i've finally hit 29, seems like it was just yesterday that i was hangin out with my school mates, bummin about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF .... i just spent a Freakin half hour typing and everything got lost ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$@$%$%$#^%$^%$^&amp;^&amp;amp;*&amp;*((*&amp;amp;%^#&amp;amp;^$%^@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-3008580019428465357?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/3008580019428465357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=3008580019428465357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3008580019428465357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3008580019428465357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-parade.html' title='National Day Parade'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-1451648320929819437</id><published>2007-05-02T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:28:31.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison letters and stalkers</title><content type='html'>Seems that the trend these past few months has been to have someone either being stalked by or poison letter-"ed" by some lamers, who pass themselves off as righteous, holier than thou beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never quite comprehend the need nor the satisfaction of these people who choose to stick their noses where it doesnt belong. Are they so deprived of attention that they need to haunt someone else's lives in order to quench the thirst? What ... ? Were you deprived of your mother's love and attention? Were you physically abused and neglected by your parents? Or do you just suffer from being the kid everyone neglected? Middle child syndrome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone doesnt like you get a grip on life and move on. Why stalk them? So many people in this world claim to believe in God and that sinners will eventually pay .... I'm sure these poison penners and stalkers believe that too ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that begs the question why do this? Karma will eventually come about and harm these persons who have harmed you, if karma doesnt then there's always GOD .... so leave them be lah .... unless of course its yours truly here .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME? i get to revenge on the person i wanna cos I'm goin to hell ..... Where the women, booze and deep fried foods are!! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in hell .... maybe i'll pluck your eyes out just for fun there, since i cant quite lay my hands on you now ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i'm stilll waiting for the 2 bitches!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-1451648320929819437?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/1451648320929819437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=1451648320929819437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/1451648320929819437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/1451648320929819437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/05/poison-letters-and-stalkers.html' title='Poison letters and stalkers'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-4700124128436283883</id><published>2007-05-02T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:49:55.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REally have nuthing in particular to write about .... but jus so that i'm updating something and the woman get off my back about my quiet blog ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i've been up to .... I've finally gotten my LCD Tv's ... and i can safely say that gaming on the 360 with HD is awesome. No longer do i have to strain my eyes trying to read what the "updates" are on Fifa. Though honestly its not my fave soccer game .... PES still rules but i have to admit that FIFA is a whole lot better these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will really have to start playing my Hitman and Dead Rising series soon ... hey it cost me more than a hundred bucks to get!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Contract at work ended officially on March 12th but i was instead emplaced on Permanent Basis. Sometimes i wonder if its a true blessing or not. Thinking of being stuck in a job where i cant caress my bottles, flirt with my bargun and party away all nite makes it seem like a drag. But it pays and puts food on the table safely. The contract ending also ended with me having a lump sum of moolah to burn .... but most of it went to paying off the debts incurred over the past year and a half or so. That left me with almost nuthing. Fortunately i got some bonus in the form of the special gratuity and my work bonus. So that went to the TV above as well as some to the savings for the shopping trip comin up in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a portion of it will be headin to the bank once more to pay off the insurance i took up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lets see what else is there .... oh yeah got another debt incurred when i took a loan so that i can study. Doing a Diploma in Logistics, which hopefully i can cruise thru and work towards the BA it offers. That oughta take me the good part of 2 and a half years i'm guessin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far into it, its been pretty much ok .... though the group work is killing and the fact that i dont have a printer or wireless system to work with means that what time i have to work on school projects is pretty limited.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note to self : go wireless  and get printer in ASAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus goin wireless will be good for my 360 ...... now should i get the PS3 as well or wait a lil ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok think i'll stop for now .... will hopefully update a lil more soon ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-4700124128436283883?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/4700124128436283883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=4700124128436283883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4700124128436283883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/4700124128436283883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/05/really-have-nuthing-in-particular-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-6302701070578211137</id><published>2007-02-23T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:54:23.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt Cracks!!</title><content type='html'>Tight top + Tight Pants + Ferring + Lotsa Butt Crack = Minah on a bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked like she went Commando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-6302701070578211137?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/6302701070578211137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=6302701070578211137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6302701070578211137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6302701070578211137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/butt-cracks.html' title='Butt Cracks!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-6995700978795067317</id><published>2007-02-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:02:09.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Society and Low Lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new i discovered while i was in Malaysia. They have or had or wat-not's ,I'm not too sure about the status, a reality show of somekind that revolves around music. They call it Gang Starz. Surprisingly the narrow minded and overzealous censorship board actually approved of it. Not the concept, I'm talkin about the name of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this comes from the country that at one point banned The Power Rangers. Why? Because they had the word Morphing in the title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-6995700978795067317?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/6995700978795067317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=6995700978795067317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6995700978795067317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6995700978795067317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/society-and-low-lives-something-new-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-5860554114671580512</id><published>2007-02-19T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:02:29.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTrVUA-lMEU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTrVUA-lMEU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia : Crime watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else i found on YouTube while i was skimmin thru the site. Dont ask me how i came about to it i just did ..... On another note some colleagues of mine were debating on the issue of the M'sian Customs or should i say the M'sian Civil Service screwing up again . The topic being the imprisonment of the Singaporean who was jailed for not having her passport stamped. She's apprently fighting the case though she's already served the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i have to say that both parties were at fault, one for not carrying out his/her duty in ensuring that the passport was/is duly checked and stamped, the other for not checking or paying attention to the officer, the debate was as to whether Singaporeans should boycott their neighbour. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reason that until the Govt wakes up and smells the Straits that separate the 2, all Singaporeans should stop patronizing JB, which will cause a drastic drop in the economy of the state as most businesses thrive on the Singaporean market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the JB Minister is supposedly set to receive an Award of Some Recognition for apparently spotting that the floods in M'sia (or rather JB ) were the result of the sand operations at some island that is currently being disputed by these 2 neighbours. He also supposedly claimed that he has never heard of any Singaporeans being jailed as a result of his/her passport not being stamped by the sleeping customs. Hows that for a Ministers response to matters occuring in his own back yard. Oh and i really mean his own back yard. The customs is about 10km (give &amp; take a few ) from where he lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, should the common people of the state be made to suffer for the ineptness of the Goverment in general? ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-5860554114671580512?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/5860554114671580512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=5860554114671580512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/5860554114671580512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/5860554114671580512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-3838721886901255577</id><published>2007-02-11T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T21:51:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeezz .... Dat was fast!!</title><content type='html'>One year almost to date ... jeezzz .... dat passed by pretty quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XBOX 360!!! WWOOO HOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how to return the favour ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-3838721886901255577?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/3838721886901255577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=3838721886901255577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3838721886901255577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/3838721886901255577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/jeezz-dat-was-fast.html' title='Jeezz .... Dat was fast!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-6883916722524636609</id><published>2007-02-06T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:40:51.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It really is all about you ….</title><content type='html'>It really isn’t about whom you are or who you know or even who knows you. It really does not matter if you know people with influence over others. Do you really think people care? I agree that they may be in awe over your realm of influence. They may even worry about what could happen to them should they cross you. But that sphere of influence is but a physical one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really does not matter if you yourself have a shocking wealth of possessions. Or that you may be able to determine if a man shall live or die with a burrow of your forehead. Do you really think people care? They may be in awe of your power. But that is only physical influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter if you have many people at your feet, waiting to answer your beckon? Are your friends there because you don’t mind splurging money? Or that material possessions are your biggest assets? Are your friends truly friends or just fair weather friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it matter to people if you were to go one day into the other realm? Would they be at your last bash, to mourn or celebrate? If they did celebrate, what would the reason be behind that? Would they stand to gain something? Would anyone turn up at your funeral to mourn your leaving? Or would they be there just to “show face” before contemplating what they stand to gain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to think about it, coming from strangers, this would be an understandable position for them. But then again, what if it were to be coming from your own family?  That would be something to ponder now would it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you want when you leave this realm? Would you want people to mourn you parting? Would you want people to think about your possessions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things to think about when it comes to life. There are even more things to think about when it comes to death. The most basic would be how to provide for your family. Simple enough, it would be for you to insure yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern however lies beyond that. I want to leave this life not just as a person that has provided for my family, done my part in society, made friends and enemies. I do not want to be remembered for just those things. I want to be remembered for all the wrongs I’ve done too … weird but it is real. We should all want to be remembered for the person’s we are, were, was and is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be remembered in such a way, is to truly have left an impression amongst friends and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-6883916722524636609?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/6883916722524636609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=6883916722524636609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6883916722524636609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/6883916722524636609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-really-is-all-about-you.html' title='It really is all about you ….'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-2993623221698043734</id><published>2007-02-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:40:51.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Asian Football Farce</title><content type='html'>I dont care what you people say, feel or think. Singapore DID NOT deserve to win the Tiger Cup. Wake up people its South East ASIA. Not South East Asia China Bosnia United Kingdom Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanna-be's .... please go ROC. The only time you "lalang's" support Singapore is when they're winning. Its like all those Chelsea, Man Utd, Rovers, Pool fans who emerge from the woodwork when the teams are winning but disappear when asked to support the team. And every year you wear a different jersey. The only exception to this is the supporters of Singapore Pools of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason Singapore won was because of the foreigners in the team. If the other teams can enter locals into the competition and fare well i do not see a reason why Singapore should not. Then again being Kiasu and probably even Kiasi i'm not too surprised. I admit that Precious, Bennett and Mustafic played well and were solid all round. But its not fair to the other countries that participated and i think the ASIAN Football Fed. should do something about this. Its one matter if the person is born, bred and educated in a country but another if the person is naturalised in order to gain an unfair advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please don't go about comparing with other countries that naturalised foreign players into their own stable of atheletes. That is unless you're saying that if they feed their athletes illegal drugs then you're gonna too. Or to be crude .... are you gonna eat shit if they eat shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine then .... look at it this way then. When the foreigners leave ( see recent passenger list for flights ) what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the foreigners leave who's gonna take over their role? A local? Hardly i think. How many times were the foreign talents sub-bed? The youngster are learning you say? From? By watching you say? Well then i must say I'm a world class GK, Def, MF, Fwd , not to mention probably the best basketball player that ever lived and wat not's else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are never gonna learn cos they are never gonna get the chance to do so. Do you think the coach is gonna bother about the rest when his 11 outfield TO WIN is already fixed? A Coach's agenda is to win not bleed. Esp. not when its a national team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it right.... Singapore DID NOT DESERVE it. THAILAND did. But credit to those who performed that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase ..... as it was well said in the media, until that day how many people actually pid attention to Singapore Soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-2993623221698043734?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/2993623221698043734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=2993623221698043734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/2993623221698043734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/2993623221698043734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/asian-football-farce.html' title='The Asian Football Farce'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-149790745867165945</id><published>2007-02-04T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:49:25.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How stupid can tourist be??</title><content type='html'>"Please turn off ur flashes. Please turn off ur spotlights. As our creatures are nocturnal these may affect them. " she said. In fact she said this in English, Hindi, Japanese and Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the dumb tourists seem to be oblivious to simple instructions. Given a chance i would have loved to tell the stupid bastards to shove the light show up where the sun don't shine and see how they like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the other category of bastard. The fuckin tour guide who had his freakin umbrealla open in the middle of the night when it was nice and windy and not a sight of rain in the air. Put the 2 stupid friggin idiot groups together and you get a nice case of IMBECILES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID ______  TOURISTS AND THEIR STUPID GUIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to others dont visit the Safari on a weekend!! Its friggin packed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that ... was expecting it to be more exciting than it was after all the hype that was advertised. It wasnt as expected. But i have to say it wasn't that disappoiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop .... think i'm gonna try for the safari tour in Africa!! Now all i gotta do is start saving up some $$.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-149790745867165945?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/149790745867165945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=149790745867165945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/149790745867165945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/149790745867165945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-stupid-can-tourist-be.html' title='How stupid can tourist be??'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8061307445414014077</id><published>2007-02-01T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:54:51.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Pay Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BA0NUkhUTz0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BA0NUkhUTz0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have never seen a caning ... take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;While the standards are different from certain other countries, the results are pretty much teh same. Its interesting that when you're doing the crime God's never in mind but when paying the time, its a reversal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God  ....  i have a golden theory on God .... This is his little game and we're jus there for his entertainment. That's gonna be another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video though for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8061307445414014077?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8061307445414014077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8061307445414014077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8061307445414014077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8061307445414014077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-to-pay-up.html' title='Time to Pay Up!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-8755968434735062811</id><published>2007-02-01T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:17:02.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholastic hooligans</title><content type='html'>Was browsing thru youtube recently when i chanced on the video in the link below. Its amazing how these monkeys are actually having their education supported by the govt thru the unfair quota system for one. The leader of the hooligans is apparently the University' Student Chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the bloody security guard is obviously racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look ... and if you dont like it please do not comment. Its your problem not mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOp_o07cflE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOp_o07cflE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dont forget to check out the Orange Idiot .... Belongs to a Zoo rather than a Uni!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-8755968434735062811?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/8755968434735062811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=8755968434735062811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8755968434735062811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/8755968434735062811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2007/02/scholastic-hooligans.html' title='Scholastic hooligans'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115867685164112609</id><published>2006-09-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:40:51.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Need for Speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need …… The need for speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need to work. Its near impossible to go thru life without working. It really does not matter if you are born blessed to a luxurious life or just plain lucky. There was this show that was related to me by a friend. It was about this 16 yr old brat, who has a luxurious life, and I mean like really luxurious, but was whining away about being adopted. It seems like the brat just wouldn’t count the blessings heaped on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you probably think that it does not make up for being adopted but think about the rest of the people out there who were adopted over and over again, or those abused by their adopted parents, or those who have neither or those who have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is actually digressing from what I am actually supposed to be talking about. What I wanted to highlight here is the rat race. Not that in the work place but the rat race to get to the rat race. I am talking about the highways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving or riding to work seems to be more hazardous these days than it used to be. Its almost impossible to take a drive without seeing some form of mis-adventure. These would include anything from skids, to impacts, to plain ignorance. Thus far I’ve managed to avoid getting into any real accident, However I would no&lt;br /&gt;t be surprised if I were to get into one at any point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikers pose a major threat to themselves as well as other users. They seem to be even more of a danger to their own lives at most times. I bike to work daily and even I can’t stand these people. They over take on the wrong side, they tail gate, they speed when they shouldn’t, and they put me in danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers are just as bad, worse possibly. They couldn’t bother if there was space to cut in, or if there was an on-coming vehicle, and worse still, they don’t bother to signal when trying to cut in. I would certainly like to relate every single incident where I was put in harms way via their actions but that would take daily updates and time, neither of which I have much privilege of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case this is me just lamenting on me being unfortunate to be a billionaire, who could lounge at home and not have to go to work. I’ll have work come to me instead.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I’ll keep dreaming for now and hopefully something good will come out of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115867685164112609?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115867685164112609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115867685164112609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115867685164112609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115867685164112609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/09/need-for-speed-i-feel-need-need-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115867421417515909</id><published>2006-09-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:56:54.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Thanks We Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being appreciated is one that cannot be replaced easily, or subbed with another form. It’s something that really can hit you deep. Its just one of those things that makes you feel real good. Admit it, even the most hardcore of the hardcore will get all gooey and warm inside when you give them a good old fashioned straight from the heart thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again there is the modern day version of the thank you. I believe many of us have been more than lucky enough to receive this version of the thank you. For that matter, I am also pretty sure many of us are just as guilty of giving it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version of the thank you is normally accompanied by a number of tell tale signs. First would be the lack of eye contact, followed by the mumbling of a vague thank you which could easily be mistaken for a fuck you (not that I would be surprised) and sometimes it comes with a “who cares look” on the mutterers face. This is not exhaustive of course, its only a simple guideline. It could easily be accompanied by a host of other signs, but no fear, you would just as easily be able to identify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work in the FnB line. It was a whole load of fun. Its something I would gladly take a pay cut to get back into. You see sometimes job and self satisfaction play a more important part in our happiness than monetary satisfaction. Anyways, I once had the chance to save an old man who was choking on a piece of steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the old man was coughing away and turning blue, the rest of the family was panicking. Initially none of us at the outlet paid much attention thinking it was nothing. When it appeared that it could be more than that, I tried the Heimlich maneuver, or at least what I thought would be right based on what I had seen on the telly. Fortunately it worked. I felt good about it, but it would have been really great if the family had shown some form of thanks. Hey I am not talking about monetary nor was I doing it for the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see its all about appreciation. Think about it. The ball is round, what you pay forward, eventually comes around. Let those who serve, those who help, those who assist, those who are around, let everyone feel appreciated. I know I falter at this and that its easier said than done, but no harm putting in a little more effort now is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115867421417515909?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115867421417515909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115867421417515909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115867421417515909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115867421417515909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-we-get-feeling-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115824241352707664</id><published>2006-09-14T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:03:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Druggies, Love 'em, Hate 'em ; Just Shooting for a HIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Druggies, the epitome of troubled people. Situated up top on the most hated lists when it comes to crimes of any sorts. Hell even criminals hate druggies. That is pretty weird dont ya think!!?? Its like the pot calling the kettle black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I gotta admit, junkies are a freak of nature with no excuse to be such freaks. Come on disabled people are able to work for a living, people who lose limbs, lives and family are able to get on with living ; and yet these junkies able bodied and well choose not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even those on psychiatric medications are able to get on with life, though some may need help being monitored!! But thats… well excuse able and medically certified. But junkies are just plain losers, not wanting to work hard and just wanting to enjoy life. How by shooting a high be it thru the veins or snorting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather smoke a stick of tobacco then go hunting for some pink elephants!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115824241352707664?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115824241352707664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115824241352707664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824241352707664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824241352707664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/09/druggies-love-em-hate-em-just-shooting.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115824213255903239</id><published>2006-09-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:03:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obviously Money Talks and …….</title><content type='html'>Well the news is out … so she’s finally admitted to the fact that everybody knew. I mean for crying out loud, what kind of impact were you hoping to create. This goes out to both of you. Did you expect the public to jump up and down? Run around in circles screaming with joy? Did you expect the government to set off fireworks? Announce a national holiday? Or were you expecting the media to hype things up for you? Which I don’t think they’re doing too well if that’s one of your objectives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that matter if you wanted to keep things so bloody secretive all along, why in the world did you need to call for a press conference? I know that you’re basically a publicity hog, an attention seeker for all your claims that you are not. Please do not try to deny it. It only adds to my theory that you are. After all any attempt to deny it is another shot at gaining publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I lose my train of thought and stray to the Land of Forgotten Thoughts, I think I should get some other points out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps!! A distraction at work here just cost me a penny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do realize the for all thy’s holier than thou attitude, it seems that you are no more than a scheming, cunning, conniving home wrecker. To be honest I never really bought into all that hype about you being so saintly. After all there is a saying that not everything bad looks bad. Case to point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm….. another point I ponder is how much were the young ones paid off to say what they said? Or did they really dislike her already? I shan’t say that that is quite impossible as I believe it truly quite is probable but something tells me that though the surface seems calm , many a shit is being stirred below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure she was paid a king’s ransom in order to nullify a complex situation by ensuring that her silence is truly golden. For my senses tell me that should she beg to differ from anything but the trodden trail …. more than just a mere dust will be stirred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again I have to look at it from your side of the story as well. This relationship may have begun only a year or so ago ( which I truly doubt ), but it probably has been in the planning stages for quite sometime. He would have undoubtedly already sowed the seeds for the conquest from the time he laid eyes on you. You are more than likely no less guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you honestly think a bunch of people with more choices to see performances than they had underwear, would choose to see a nobody? Well ok maybe they would but definitely not for the material. Probably to get themselves off, off a local dish. Hey I know that I would if I felt like it. Then again who wants to have B-grade entertainment when I could have A-grade material for the same price. Oh puh-lease to all you “I would, I would” lamers. If that were truly so … do you think indie would be indie? SO shut up, Put up and sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope grapevine news says that he paid for it and gave them out to the rest. Possibly even paying for some of them to actually attend. Just to highlight another point to case, did you not declare that it actually started then? Aww … how sweet taken in by his gesture to make you feel like a star that you actually aren’t!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as they say money talks bull shit walks … and for someone who’s parents are supposedly wholesome, what else can I say , but I’m sure they’re bloody proud of a home wrecker for a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115824213255903239?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115824213255903239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115824213255903239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824213255903239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824213255903239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/09/obviously-money-talks-and.html' title='Obviously Money Talks and …….'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115824203028526578</id><published>2006-09-14T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:53:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me try and xplain</title><content type='html'>Those of you who have read my blog, and paid extra attention would/may have noticed that a number of my postings are posted in bulk. The reason behind this is that I would normally write what I need to post or thoughts that come to mind while at work during my breaks and save it before posting it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However in most cases, by the time I actually reach home after all the extra CCA’s, I’m normally too tired to bother or would rather catch up on some of the shows I’ve been missing. This results in me having a number of possible postings all saved up and not posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I did have more, but as you may have read, in carrying out this modus operandi, I have lost a whole lot of them when my disc was accidentally overwritten!! Oh well, I guess that is just one of the cons of procrastination and I was the cause of it, I have to bear the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apologies for the mass postings and the fact that many of them are more than likely posted in the wrong order that I had them intended. So do carry on reading, and I hope you’ll find some of the articles interesting enough for you to want to link me up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115824203028526578?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115824203028526578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115824203028526578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824203028526578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115824203028526578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/09/let-me-try-and-xplain.html' title='Let me try and xplain'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115353593960385318</id><published>2006-07-22T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:38:59.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a break .. have a ...</title><content type='html'>The New In-law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a myth that when a son gets married and a new daughter in law arrives in the family, everything changes. Some daughters in law are well trained and well mannered!!!!! They don't come to change the family, they are there to............ The new wife was being welcomed at the husband's home in a traditional manner. As expected she gave a speech: My dear family, I thank you for welcoming me in my new home and family", she said "Firstly, my being here does not mean that I would want ! to change your way of life, your routine. No, I will never do that, never in a million years". "What do you mean my child?" Asked the father in law. "What I mean dad is (looking at her father in law): Those who used to wash dishes must carry on washing them. Those who used to do the laundry must carry on doing it. Those who cooked shouldn't stop at my account, and those who used to Clean should continue cleaning". "Then what are you here for?" Asked the mother in law. "As for me, my job is to entertain your son!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A housewife takes a lover during the day, while herhusband is at work, not aware that 9-year-old sonwas hiding in the closet.Her husband came home unexpectedly, so she hid herlover in the closet.The boy now has company.Boy: "Dark in here."Man: "Yes it is."Boy: "I have a baseball."Man: "That's nice."Boy: "Want to buy it?"Man: "No, thanks."Boy: "My dad's outside."Man: "OK, how much?"Boy: "$250."In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boyand the mom's lover are in the closet together.Boy: "Dark in here."Man: "Yes, it is."Boy: "I have a baseball glove."Man: "How much?"Boy: "$750."Man: "Fine."A few days later, the father says to the boy, "Grabyour glove. Let's go outside and toss the baseball!"The boy says, "I can't. I sold them."his father asks, "How much did you sell them for?"The son says, "$1000."The father says, "That's terrible to overcharge yourfriends like that. That is way more than those twothings cost. I'm going to take you to church andmake you confess."They go to church and the father alerts the priestand makes the little boy sit in the confession boothand closes the door.The boy says, "Dark in here."The priest says, "Don't start that **** again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115353593960385318?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115353593960385318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115353593960385318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353593960385318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353593960385318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/take-break-have.html' title='Take a break .. have a ...'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115353580104622223</id><published>2006-07-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:36:41.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps</title><content type='html'>What the F**KIN  &amp;^$#%#$&amp;amp;*#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I had a whole bunch of stuff saved on a diskette that I type out my blog contents on so that I can post it when I have the time. All the contents just went “bye-bye” and I have no freaking idea where or how come!! However the contents from another disk are on it instead!! Couldn’t be that I saved it wrongly cos I never saved nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Fuck and I had a whole bunch of people in there that I wanted to “congratulate” . People who are by no means less than arseholes. And some even whores. Though to call them whores would be a disgrace to whores around the world!&lt;br /&gt;Since I never knew the name of the arseholes I guess I can only describe why they’re areseholes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            For one these aresholes are completely inconsiderate drivers. They are normally drivers of luxury cars, or sports cars. And now and then you get the occasional SUV or MPV and the common cars. Driver no 1 if I’m not wrong drives a BMW, one of the newer models, looked like the 7 series, hey it was at night. China-man of course. And it was black in colour. If I’m not wrong the number plate starts at EE ** * . Like I  said can’t really recall the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Arsehole driver no 2 drives a white Subaru. It sure don’t look like the Rex Sti. But I could be wrong, or arsehole could just be another pretender with a blow-off valve. Can’t recall his number plate but His crime was to drive out of a slip road inconsiderately just like arsehole number 1. Thus putting me in a spot where I could have been involved in an accident as a result of their STUPIDITY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Arsehole driver no 3 is a woman. Driving an MPV , a Mitsubishi. Can’t recall the number because I didn’t see it. But it was one of those silver/blue kind of color. She was a Chinese middle aged woman!! Thus further cementing my friends comments that the worst drivers are Chinese and female!! Hey before you comment don’t be a fucking bitch about it!! Face the facts!! And my mum is Chinese but she drives wonderfully!!&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Arsehole 3’s Crime!! Lane cutting inconsiderately. Not signaling in time. Not signaling when cutting lane. Cutting in at the wrong part of the road!! For crying out load she cut thru the divider!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            As for the whores!! Hey sluts. Since you thought that it was ok for you to interfere in my life. I’m going to be interfering a lot in your life. Especially if I do get a chance to do so. So pray hard that I don’t get a chance to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115353580104622223?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115353580104622223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115353580104622223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353580104622223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353580104622223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/craps.html' title='Craps'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115353571898369717</id><published>2006-07-22T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:35:18.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go **** urself if u dun agree!!</title><content type='html'>SINGapore Id (iot) ol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore idol auditions stretching out 3 days!????? WAT da’ F …???&lt;br /&gt;I can get it stretching over 2 days fine …. I’ll give it that much that there are that many thick-skinned, head in the ground, my momma says I sound like Britney /Justin wannabe’s who think they’re the next big thing. But for 3 days?? By golly gee whiz…. Dang it … is there really that many??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is there just that many people with so much talent that you gotta hear each and everyone of ‘em sing 3 or 4 songs before you’re sure they make the cut? Nahhh … don’t think so….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For crying out loud, the way they’re marketing the bloody show is driving me nuts … every few min you see a Singapore Idiot … oops I mean Idol (hmmm think I’ll go SI instead of typing the whole bloody thing out, just in case I go idiot again and some lamer feels it) ad on TV, selling their point of view that SI is such a sell out that they gotta stretch it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life ppl…. You close auditions at 12 noon; I’m like WTF?? Wat the hell do you expect to happen? Of course its gonna stretch over a few days…. Wont be surprised if you stretch it another day…. Nahh …. Your theory is that response is overwhelming!! That’s your theory at least … I have my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a conspiracy … there aren’t that many contestants…. Response was so so …. And talent does not grow on tree’s like y’all hope!! Well that’s my theory…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last contest was a sham … come on…. Think some ppl have their heads so far up some where they can’t see it…. Its not a singing contest … it’s all about who knows the most ppl and who has money to spend….  Do me a favour and remove the goddamn viewer voting and the nauseating sms feature!!! It’s a bunch of crock….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For crying out loud … one contestants had a confession of someone spending over 1k to vote for the said contestant. Another one probably made The King – Elvis Presley turn in the grave with the rendition of hound dog…. Which sounded to me more like Hun dog …. The contestant was probably thinking of Orange Julius’s chilli dog ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a poser contest … plain and simple …. And the worst part is my TV programmes are gonna be affected by SI … it’ll probably mean some other show is gonna be sacrificed just for that. If there’s a God please please let that piece of crap show be hosted at ungodly hours so that the sane ppl be spared frm the monstrosity that is hypocrisy here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115353571898369717?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115353571898369717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115353571898369717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353571898369717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353571898369717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/go-urself-if-u-dun-agree.html' title='Go **** urself if u dun agree!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115353549321566513</id><published>2006-07-22T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:31:33.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caller ID mah brown arse!</title><content type='html'>Caller ID and Hypocrites!!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a problem … and it all stems from my mobile service provider.  Though I subscribe to 2 of their services I shall not say that I am happy with their service. When it comes to service they actually quite suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw my provider provides me with mobile and cable services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see …. I subscribe for caller ID. This means that I’m actually paying to be made known who is calling me. Not paying to get Private Number displayed on my phone’s screen every other time. I mean fine the other party is paying to have their number kept secret …. Great I say, if it makes them happy. But that sure isn’t fucking fair to me since you’re charging me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look I hate getting calls from insurance agents especially as well as the occasional survey company. I hate having to entertain because I feel bad hanging up on them trying to make a living. And these people like to use Private numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey what I’m saying is pretty direct. I pay you to show me the number. You better be adept at what you do and provide me with what I’m paying for. It’s simple. I don’t care about your arrangement with someone else. Your service says CALLER ID not SOME CALLER ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to give it a try and write in to complain about this. See what your management has to say. However if I don’t get a reply I’ll write in to the papers and see if I can get a reply. Which I’m quite sure I will get one even before I can read the posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a suggestion. Every time you let someone with a private number call me, you charge a portion of my CALLER ID charge to that person. Now that would be very fair and I’d be very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115353549321566513?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115353549321566513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115353549321566513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353549321566513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115353549321566513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/caller-id-mah-brown-arse.html' title='Caller ID mah brown arse!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115340274386849540</id><published>2006-07-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:39:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gents and Gentlemen</title><content type='html'>Men and the toilet        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know not many of you ladies out there have been into the gents. I dare say that there ought to be a couple of you who may have more than enough exposure to know the gents rather intimately. But on the whole I shall presume that you’re experiences are limited to what you have witnessed on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you ladies out there are wondering if men, gifted with the ability to aim (and yet still wet the seats) do aim at the urinals? Well  the answer is YES . But its like sex, most of the time concentration only lasts at the start of the event after that it tally-ho anything goes. After all you want to make sure you don’t accidentally wet your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However for some reason quite a number of men do not seem to be able to finish the way they started (please refer to sex). For some reason just as the end is nearing they dribble all about. And even when they stand like they’re doing the urinal they seem to be very generous in leaving remnants of their activity behind all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys remember this a flick or two to clear the excess is ok. Anything more and you’re playing with yourselves. You ought to look at the way some of them work themselves. They look like they’re trying to hold onto a struggling fish. Or else they look like they’re having a game of tug of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s Mr. Autobahn between my legs. These guys either have really short ****s or are really bad at aiming or they may have elephant balls or maybe they’re just shy. Shy? Why you ask? Well as you may now know from the big screen guys just have to take a look. Some stare and that can be freaky. Others steal a number of glimpses. Well back to the story. Instead of just occupying their own urinal space they spread their legs wide enough to dominate 3 urinals. And it can be rather an irritant especially when the other urinals are occupied as well as the cubicles. In order to utilize the urinal you have to position yourself so that you’re slightly angled. After all its not nice to disturb a man in the middle of his business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115340274386849540?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115340274386849540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115340274386849540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340274386849540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340274386849540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/gents-and-gentlemen.html' title='Gents and Gentlemen'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115340262994733608</id><published>2006-07-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:37:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargy sets in .... but only when i work</title><content type='html'>I am so so so bloody tired … the weekends’ lethargy has yet to go away!! Jeez I wonder how I used to work all those nites at the clubs ….. clean up the bars …. Grab the transport and still hang out till 8 am having bf and tea!! Sleep at 10 and head back to work again at by 4 ….  I mean shites man …. Fine the occasional xian-ness to work did hit every now and then … but come my day off I’d hit the sack and be at coffee beans around the same time I’m normally at work, before I hit the clubs again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that reminds me of how much I miss working the line!! The music; the drinks; the flaring; the camaraderie; the regulars; the drinks ….. and last but not least the girls!!! No not the girls that sleep around, but just the girls in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days into it and the suffering and enduring are already a hassle; and I’m referring to the lethargy ah for goodness sake!! I know of 2 whores who’d probably construe such a statement to indicate infidelity and the sorts. But so far its been smooth sailing, hopefully it lasts especially once I start back all my activities and clubbing again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awie!! I’ll be seeing you real soon I hope!! Hopefully I can lend you the hand you need and hopefully we can rock the place, turn up the heat and bounce a bits. Yes I know you’re a dad now and you gotta tone it down but that dun mean work cant be fun rites!! Hhaha ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights time to blow …. Catch up with ya ppl soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115340262994733608?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115340262994733608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115340262994733608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340262994733608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340262994733608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/lethargy-sets-in-but-only-when-i-work.html' title='Lethargy sets in .... but only when i work'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115340252461023622</id><published>2006-07-20T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:35:24.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For better or for better?</title><content type='html'>Pedro and Maria got married. Pedro was a "man about town" so to speak, but Maria was very naive and uninformed about the birds and the bees.Pedro was a poor working man and could not afford to take time off for a honeymoon. So, that night they retired to his little shack. When Pedro was undressing Maria said, "Oh Pedro, what is that?"Pedro being very quick thinking said, "Maria, I am the only man in the world with one of these." And, then, he proceeded to show her what itwas for, and Maria was happy.The next morning Pedro went off to work as usual. When he returned home that evening, Maria was on the front porch obviously upset about something."Pedro, you told me that you were the only man in the world with one of those, and I saw Gonzalez the gardener changing his clothes behind the shed, and he had one, too."Thinking fast, Pedro said, "Oh, Maria, Gonzalez is my very best friend. I had two of them so I gave him one. He is the only other man in the world with one of those."Maria being very stupid accepted his answer and they did their thing again that night.Pedro went off to work again the next morning and when he returned home, Maria was very upset, stamping her foot on the porch.Pedro said, "Maria, what is the matter now?""Pedro, you gave Gonzalez the best one!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115340252461023622?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115340252461023622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115340252461023622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340252461023622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340252461023622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-better-or-for-better.html' title='For better or for better?'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115340244278930246</id><published>2006-07-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:34:02.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang bang</title><content type='html'>Bang Bang ….Life in a slammer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness …. Have you noticed the amount of murders or attempts at it? It seems that guns are a booming trade in the black market!! Its weird how guns seem to be of an abundance at the current time. You can hardly be blamed for thinking that they’re probably for sale or rent at some store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the complaints about Malaysia and Johor Bahru especially being too dangerous for Singaporeans …. I can hardly see any reason why it would be any safer here!! Truth be told not many people know this but there are 14 prisons in Singapore. Well at least there were , till Changi Prison, The Moon Crescent/Reformative Trg Center, Jalan Awan Prison and Tampines Prison closed. Now they’re just one big happy family under the name of Changi Prison Complex A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’d also be surprised at the state of the Prison head count. Will leave it at that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Back to the story ….  You know last year the no 1 method of getting 6ft under was the MRT tracks … for some reason everyone found it to be the in thing to be doing. Seems like the early part of this year is guns ; be it murdered or suicide. I mean I’m trying to get my hands on some cuffs to use .. haha … cant blame me its kinky …and that’s so bloody hard ( no pun intended ) to find, the cuffs I mean. And yet here I see a whole bunch of people getting laid (dead not on bed ) out on guns!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the yellow ribbon laid out at the recent murder of the Las Vegas co-owner (god bless his soul) , now that, my friends was an artistic touch. My condolences to the family of course …. However you have to admit the irony of it is truly a point to ponder. The Yellow Ribbon Project aims to help society accept ex cons, I’ve got no problems with that, I’ve got ex con frens … good ones too and worked with ex cons as well. Though I personally feel that it stupid cos cons are just … think I’ll leave that gripe for another day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the use of the Yellow ribbon and the word tolerate seriously means 2 things either one of them did something really bad you go think about the 2nd part …..!! … NAUGHTY BOYS!! All rightty that’s all for now … til laters ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115340244278930246?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115340244278930246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115340244278930246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340244278930246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115340244278930246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/bang-bang.html' title='Bang bang'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115331876005632206</id><published>2006-07-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:22:40.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food food glorious food , spoilt by loud kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dinner and Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last public holiday for the next two months or so has just passed. Its going to be a while before we get another day off. The next one will be in August. That’s some way off. Everyone just hang in there. It’ll come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways went for dinner that day over at Sembawang Park. For those who don’t know …. Its somewhere in Sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place called Beau(something) House there. I think it used to be a mess or club house of some sorts. Anyways right now it’s a restaurant. The ambience is nice in that its on a small hill of sorts, overlooking the straits with a small jetty of sorts. The scene is even nicer at nights with the ships over at PSA all lighted up in yellow and the buildings across the waters alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was especially nice as the moon was full and there weren’t that many clouds. Thus you could see the stars too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway getting back to the restaurant, the prices are rather reasonable as are the servings. The waiter was nice enough to warn us that the medium serving of fried rice was rather large, and that a small one should be adequate. True enough it was suffice. But readers please note that I was not starving. Which I believe would have possibly dealt a different bearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fried rice was supplemented with the small servings of Prawns in Cereal and Deer Meat cooked with onion and ginger. These were rather generous as well. The prawns were not small ones but large ones. The cereal was not soaking in oil and neither were the prawns. It came out nice and crispy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage done was quite reasonable : $44 for 2 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the ambience for that particular day was a bit off. The music the place was playing was soothing and old school. It’s the number of kids that were there that actually spoilt it. There were too many people picnicking or camping about with their barbeques. There was too much unnecessary noise. Well it was a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the next trip there will be more fulfilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115331876005632206?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115331876005632206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115331876005632206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331876005632206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331876005632206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/food-food-glorious-food-spoilt-by-loud.html' title='Food food glorious food , spoilt by loud kids'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115331867318456656</id><published>2006-07-19T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:17:53.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Policies and Idiots ...</title><content type='html'>I’m still trying to figure out how some management’s work. Tasks are not allocated, contracts are just thrown about like rubbish, corruption seems apparent across the board and lack of consistency is garnished with generous amounts of hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one management team that runs a really big organization that seems to thrive on corruption. Or at least that’s the view I have looking at it from where I am. Things seem rather fishy they way its being run. At one time it seemed that the new boss was going to bring a big change to the way things were being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it looks like that was all just a farce before he started his shit as well. I’m just waiting for a time when the majority of the people start to think about how these imbeciles are obliterating their rights as people and human beings. It seems the comfort zone of the people is such that they are hardly making a fuss over some of the ridiculous policies being implemented, or for that matter being proposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest policy being proposed invades the rights of the staff on their personal time. As it is they are already violating the rights of privacy and private property of the individuals. They want to implement a proximity perimeter on the people limiting their ways of interaction. Who the bloody fuck does he think he fucking is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are imbeciles and incapable people trying to run the company according to their whims and fancies. What is right is only what matters to them. So long as they believe that its wrong for those under them to have sex with someone other than the wife its wrong. That is until they feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same principle applies to divorcing the wife to marry a nubile young thing. A nubile young thing that portrays an innocent image to everyone but seems to be just another skanky whore , another glimpse into how corrupt things are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s the dishing out of contracts, a dime a dozen, to companies run by family, owned by family, or with vested interest. I always thought that this should be against the policies. Apparently I was so very wrong. They must be getting a cut of the profits. After all if you look at the results of the work done, its extremely shoddy. Wouldn’t have made a difference had you given a couple million dollar contract for a few hundred instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just hoping that one day the bastards and the arse holes running the company are finally over thrown and the company returned to the right people, the ones who founded it not the one who claimed it. Imperialists are not welcome. Now it’s a question of how long before the people finally realize wake up and smell the roses!!&lt;br /&gt;Come on quit living behind rose tainted glasses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115331867318456656?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115331867318456656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115331867318456656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331867318456656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331867318456656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/of-policies-and-idiots.html' title='Of Policies and Idiots ...'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115331852652950660</id><published>2006-07-19T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:15:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake rattle and no roll!!</title><content type='html'>Shake it up baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The shake is back!! Yes McDonald’s is reintroducing the once very popular drink.  And it looks like its trying to come back with a bang!! Though the promotion act isn’t exactly what you would expect from something making a comeback! Well I guess in a way it doesn’t really matter as most of the generation that’s hogging the lines at McDonald’s desert counters probably never heard of the Mc’s shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I was so looking forward to trying out the shake! Until my colleague told me that it sucks (no pun intended). According to him, the wife and him went over to Mc’s for dinner and to try the shake. Well she had a chocolate and he had a strawberry one. Well they both sucked!!&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Apparently the shakes were too sweet. I found it hard to believe that shakes could be so easily be screwed up. I was after all a bartender and shakes was one drink we used to get a lot of. And it was kinda hard to go wrong the way Mc’s has! I know sugar maybe cheap but not everyone of us wants to die a diabetic death! I know I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Not one to act on hearsay, of course I went on down to Mc’s before rugby and got myself a vanilla shake! Guess what!!?? Hearsay is true! The shake would have hit a 10 on the ricther scale for sugar! Talk about getting a sugar high!! Mc’s really screwed up on this. Hey I like my drinks sweet, but this was a lil’ or rather a lot more than I could stand!! Hopefully Mc’s gets this rectified soon or it may not last too logn on the menu again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115331852652950660?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115331852652950660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115331852652950660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331852652950660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331852652950660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/shake-rattle-and-no-roll.html' title='Shake rattle and no roll!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115331838725414034</id><published>2006-07-19T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:13:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Ido(L)its</title><content type='html'>Singapore Ido(L)its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for the love of God … another of Channel 5’s lame attempts at imitating the yanks is back on the telly. Singapore Idol was launched again yesterday after a year’s absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most painful things to watch is Dick Lee’s attempts at doing a “Simon”.&lt;br /&gt;For crying out loud if you’re witless …. You’re witless. Talk about bad acting and worse still … bad one liner’s!! You don’t have bad one liner’s. You have horrible one liner’s. Your attempts at embarrassing the contestants are …. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on … what in Karma’s name were you thinking when you went :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sound like a bird” “ a crow” – Punch line is crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re lucky the rose on your coat is fake or it would have died” – You stupid punk it was real. And you’re come back on that – “no wonder it looks dead” .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake that was even worse than you’re first attempt!! First you implied the rose is healthy and looking good, now you say it looks dead. Talk about Egg on your FACE. In your case to put it into layman’s terms, Shitting and eating in the same place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder who the flying fuck is the commentator for the trailer that said that “Dick lee’s witty comments”. Its pretty obvious that you have a very “intellectual” and highly “sophisticated” sense of humor. A sense that could only be matched by the kookaburra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who were looking for their 5 minutes of fame, especially those who allowed Channel 5 to make a fool of them … I congratulate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s some parting words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Minutes of Fame&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime of Shame&lt;br /&gt;Only yourself to Blame&lt;br /&gt;Go hide under some rocks, you’re all bloody lame!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115331838725414034?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115331838725414034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115331838725414034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331838725414034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331838725414034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/singapore-idolits.html' title='Singapore Ido(L)its'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115331821933707476</id><published>2006-07-19T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:10:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Blues</title><content type='html'>This is very much delayed ... however ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of a holiday is the end of it and the beginning of work. This is especially so when you’ve got to work at a desk when you’re the kind who needs to run about in order to stay happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just got back from my holiday in Sabah with my other half courtesy of Pai and Linda. It was a wonderful stay there. Exotic would not be the word but it was wonderful. The sea was super clear; The kind you’d imagine on paradise or if you’re regular travelers it’s the kind you find on those small islands all over the world. Or at least most places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good and the people were wonderful. Oh nearly forgot. We stayed at the Sutera Harbour Resort. It’s based on an island of sorts’ not too far off land. In fact it’s just across a short bridge. And it’s only a short ride from the Kota Kinabalu International Airport. I’d say it’s a bout 10 minutes. The ride by cab from the airport costs RM20. Its fixed you pay at the charter counter. No worries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there at about 10 odd in the morning. And it was a scorcher. I never thought the weather could be so hot so early in the morning. Took a cab, checked in and took the shuttle bus to town. Which is another 10 minutes away. Walked around a bit and found some interesting stuff though I wish we had more time to do things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd day was spent river rafting!! White water here we come. It was pretty fun but not that scary. Possibly because as the guide said the tides weren’t that bad as it was the dry season. I’m planning a get away there again sometime end of the year when the currents are higher!! Btw the rapids are classified Class 3 and 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the only guy in our boat which was really a fun group. Except for me and other half the rest were all whites. There was Jackie and Emily from Canada. Mum and daughter pair, Liz and Roz. And the cousin Tori. Emily, Roz and Tori have rafted before but for the rest of us this was a 1st! The closest I get to this is my weekly Dragon boat training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, the whole session (which is a whole day thing) was pretty fun! She finally got into the water after a little “persuasion”. Thank god for the life vest and the rest of the girls who helped watch her at one point while Jackie and I “defended” our boat during one of the “battles”. Our guide, TARZAN aka Andre was great, keeping the ride fun without too much scares. Though I still would have loved to tackle the harder route than the hard one we took at one of the rapids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we got home shagged, had dinner where she downed about 10 glasses of chocolate mousse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last day there was supposed to be spent at the cultural village. But we realized that it wouldn’t have been timed right as the guided tour ended at about 4 and we’d get back around 5.30. The place we wanted to get souvenirs from shuts at around 7. So we decided instead to head down to the Sunday market after breakfast and after we’d packed our luggage.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get some stuff there for all the ladies but didn’t manage anything for the guy’s. So we gambled on some minor stuff instead. After we were done it was back to the hotel for lunch or rather tea, before we whiled away our time waiting for out flight. Our flight by the way was delayed by almost an hour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that’s all about Sabah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks goes out to  :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash – the concierge who was really friendly and helpful&lt;br /&gt;Martin – the banquet captain I think or supervisor who helped reload the chocolate mousse!!&lt;br /&gt;Andre @ Tarzan &amp; Jawa from Riverbug– for a great trip on the rapids!! We definitely recommend RIVERBUG to anyone!!&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks goes out to&lt;br /&gt;Salim (concierge) for trying to work out our schedule and Madonna(Front desk) for a quick check in and check out!!&lt;br /&gt;Jackie, Emily – Hope your Aussie trips just as fun!! Safe Trip&lt;br /&gt;Tori, Roz and Liz – Thanks for sharing the fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks too to CABANA INN for being accommodating during our short trip up to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs down to SUNWAY LAGOON. Lack of knowledge on the staff part. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who nearly cost me $60 renting tubes and boards that weren’t needed. Claiming the rides didn’t provide tubes.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of info that the Wild West rides were open. In fact I hardly think anyone knew it was open. We only chanced upon it.&lt;br /&gt;Expensive lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus side though was the lifeguard who found my bracelet and promptly returned it when I enquired if he’d seen it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115331821933707476?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115331821933707476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115331821933707476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331821933707476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115331821933707476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/07/holiday-blues.html' title='Holiday Blues'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-115026346407917107</id><published>2006-06-14T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:37:44.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a realllly long time</title><content type='html'>Ok i know i haven't posted anything at all .... or at least anything that has any contents at all for that matter ... well i'm gonna try and start doing so as soon as now ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm actually on course today ... and i was planning to post something ... or at least all the things that i've been on for this blog ... that i've saved onto a diskette. Yes yes i know ... those are so obsolete ... but that's the only thing we're even remotely allowed to use at work ... everything else is sensitive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes i've suffered the consequences of using them as well ... how? well lost a whole diskette of data when it got over-written ... ok i gotta go ... course is about to restart and i wanna try and get some practice in before the teach comes in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go .. laters!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-115026346407917107?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/115026346407917107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=115026346407917107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115026346407917107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/115026346407917107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2006/06/been-realllly-long-time.html' title='Been a realllly long time'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112911946242189113</id><published>2005-10-12T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:17:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok ok ... been a while since i last posted any shit .. well to be exact its been a mth and 11 days .... but who the flyin fuck's countin eh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... there's a whole loada crap to write about wats happened over the past mth but i seriously have not the time to be typin everything down at the mo'.  There's the house bein signed for ... the hotel bein paid(partially at least) , work .. life .. and love too i guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos there's the whole crap abt freedom of speech which honestly exists only in the minds of men ... and the hypocrites called leaders who say its real ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there also the recent bombing at bali .. again ... when the fuck are these dumb arse arseholes ever gonna learn ... and of cos the recent earthquake which makes me wonder if Mother Nature is really takin revenge on us Bastards for killin earth ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos the story of the twin whores .. who i will have my revenge on ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok .. shld be alil free at work 2mrw ... so i'll see wat i can squeeze in then on a dosk and publish that!! adios .... for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112911946242189113?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112911946242189113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112911946242189113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112911946242189113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112911946242189113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112558413114878922</id><published>2005-09-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:15:31.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112558413114878922?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112558413114878922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112558413114878922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112558413114878922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112558413114878922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/09/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112558347674063711</id><published>2005-09-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:08:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good evening ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back frm dragonboat trg ... well actually that plus dinner and paying off some bills ...&lt;br /&gt;Trg sucked today .... no one seems to be turnin up except for a handful of reliables!! To those of you who do turn up .... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; ..... i just hope those who dont will start to do so soon!! 3 yrs without anything to show is rather demoralising ppl .... i dun know abt you but i sure as hell wanna kick some Armed Forces and Cops Asses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE're always there .... but always that lil bit out of reach .... hell even when we're 1st we nvr make it thru ... wat can i say .... wardens get lil shit recognisition frm everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat today's Teachers Day ... and one of my students actually gave a gift .... well not just to me of course but to all 4 of us instructors. It was sweer though really unneccessary .... think mommy's tryin to get us to pay a lil xtra attn to him!! but we'll give the benefit of doubt to 'em .... after all he's just 5 yrs old ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feelin pretty fucked lately .... think i know why .... but cant do much abt it ... just gotta let time and nature run its course and hope things get better .... its pretty shitty a situation to be in but wat the heck i landed myself here and i just gotta grit my teeth and bear it out .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ... i wonder if a lil stop at the spa would help!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ... nearly forgot &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Whorin You Fuckin Whores!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112558347674063711?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112558347674063711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112558347674063711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112558347674063711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112558347674063711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112531958036151551</id><published>2005-08-29T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:46:20.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achy breaky HART</title><content type='html'>Hey there world ... oh and to the 2 whores ... here's a couple of days wortha' shit for ya .... FUCK OFF ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok havent had a chance to say much ... mostly cos i aint been ard .... home yes ... PC no ... had a TKD comp ... so right now after gettin kicked in the back while on the grd ... and being pushed over everytime i get my leg on the guy ... hey he's shorter than me .... i'm achin like hell ... feelin kinda sick ... Next year i have really gotta start trg a whole lot earlier .. and since when do martial arts comp's get decided on sudden death!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats like a whole buncha crock ... skills are irrellevant then ... its pure luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note ... Y cant ppl just move on instead of hanging on the past .... shit if i cant do it so can every1 .... com'on grow up ...  get on with life ... Puhllease .... its alll abt mind over matter and all that crap ... if i can stop smokin and go with out drinkin overnight ... you sure as hell can stop hollerin about events past ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i wanted to believe too much that you were THE ONE that i failed to look at what the rest of the world has to offer .... Based on the no regret policies i've heard mentioned before ... i guess i shouldn' have to regret all the events thus far .... I may have faltered but i knew the line not to cross .... and if you still cant see it .... i shant say more .... i cant be bothered by mediocre things that dun mean shit ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like a duck on the pond. On the suface everything looks calm, but beneath the water those little feet are churning a mile a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think abt it ... and its significance ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112531958036151551?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112531958036151551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112531958036151551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112531958036151551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112531958036151551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/achy-breaky-hart.html' title='Achy breaky HART'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112489004564291251</id><published>2005-08-24T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:27:25.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i i knew</title><content type='html'>Good day to the 2 whores ... hope you've contracted STD by now ... better still some life cripplin disease but nuthin that'll kill ya!! ... nope wouldn't want you to suffer any less than i think you deserve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL .... to the world ... i just got off training ... freakin hell i'm tired .... youknow youhave got one helluva timing these days ... you keep wakin me when i'm sleeping or nappin or nodding off ...  sure to die one of these days ... work was a bitch as usual ... though not too bad since i managed to get some time shaved reading the Da Vinci Code ... i know i know kinda late starter but better late than never ... Ok i'm too shagged to blog more ... will cont when i aint so tired ... till then have a rotten life ppl!! Adieu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112489004564291251?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112489004564291251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112489004564291251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112489004564291251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112489004564291251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wish-i-i-knew.html' title='I wish i i knew'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112475262034855222</id><published>2005-08-23T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:17:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning world</title><content type='html'>And here's a very good morning wish to the 2 whores i know ..... may your plates be filled with faeces since you talk shit .... your glasses always brimming with urine, maybe then you'll piss off .... your day full of unhappiness like those you seek to cause .... and hopefully you get fired frm your jobs .... oh and if you get some VD ... you probably deserve it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112475262034855222?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112475262034855222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112475262034855222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112475262034855222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112475262034855222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-morning-world.html' title='Good morning world'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112470169368269778</id><published>2005-08-22T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T17:08:13.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a hypocrite?? So are you!!</title><content type='html'>Why the fuck cant you god damned sluts mind your own fuckin business .... why the fuck do you have to watch my crotch when i dun watch your freakin whored crotches!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAT .... YOU WANNA BLOW ME SAY SO!!!&lt;/span&gt; Do you really think i care wat you think ... cos i dont .... but when you interfere with my life you're messin with loadsa shit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK AGAIN!!!! THINK I DUN KNOW YOUR SECRETS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no worries i know enough shit on you to spoil friendships!! or in your cases friendshit as you've made it now .... you pretend to be holier than thou ... hah!!! think abt wat you've done .. and wat you've said ....you aint the only ones with load on shit .... remember that ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you who claim you saw .... i know things you dont even know .... maybe thats y he left???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other one ... dun forget you got a realtionship on the rocks .... i wonder wat'll happen if i accidentally spill some beans to him!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better start prayin i dont meet you ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you the person in my fucked up life ... keep on doubtin me ..... go on ... i read your blog today and its entry!! Go on keep doubtin me ... and keep hopin ... you should know by now shit comes true!!! Hey i'm human i need air to breathe ... suffocate me and i'll thrash abt ...&lt;br /&gt;You never believe wat i say .... no matter how much i reassured you .... well i'm sorry i gave up tryin to do so .... i should have left instead .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you wat y not link me up ... so those 2 fuckin hypocrite bitches can read wat i think!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112470169368269778?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112470169368269778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112470169368269778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112470169368269778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112470169368269778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-hypocrite-so-are-you.html' title='I&apos;m a hypocrite?? So are you!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112470088807045002</id><published>2005-08-22T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:32:47.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7945/977/1600/DSCN1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7945/977/320/DSCN1709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason there's this spot thats outta place .. and empty ...so i'm just fillin it in .... nice pic aint it ... hey if there's a heaven ..... i'm goin to HELL ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thats where the booze ... the sex ... oh shit the 2 whores are gonna be there ... damn ... might have to rethink my whole concept now ....&lt;br /&gt;FREAKIN HELL!! DONT THOSE WHORES HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO THAN BUG MY LIFE!!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112470088807045002?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112470088807045002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112470088807045002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112470088807045002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112470088807045002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-some-reason-theres-this-spot-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112463175626570853</id><published>2005-08-21T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:24:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks can be deceiving!!!</title><content type='html'>Its hard to understand y ppl like to shift blame when they just dun get anything!! There's more to a pic than you see ... more to a song than you hear ... more to life than you've experienced!! You of all ppl oughta know this ... It aint easy bein me ... nor is it bein you .... and its just as hard as bein an us ..... Sometimes wat looks ... feels ... smells ... even seems like the problem .... may just be the thing thats solvin the problems .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you need a lil problems to make things clearer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey life's a bitch ... face it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got a problem and lookin for someone to blame .... there's only one arsehole to blame ....&lt;br /&gt;the one sittin up there makin a mockery of the world .... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACE IT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my own choices ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112463175626570853?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112463175626570853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112463175626570853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112463175626570853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112463175626570853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/looks-can-be-deceiving.html' title='Looks can be deceiving!!!'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-112462283257362419</id><published>2005-08-21T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:13:52.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude - Life's a god damned bitch</title><content type='html'>Wassup ppl ... the name's .... well ok maybe i wont tell ya the name!! But you can call me burn aka burner ( nick frm my previous job ).  The followin's gonna be a lil abt me and my life thus far!! It ain pretty .... and it sure as hell is gonna get boring!! So unless you're really piss-ass bored ... then stay with me while i spill the crap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw this is my 1st ever try ... hands on at this so forgive me ... and if you dont .... aint my bloody problem!! The woman in my life got this started for me and here i am finally givin it a shot after 3 mths .... i think .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. i'm a 27 yr old biatch on Aug 9th ...as my best fren the slut calls me ... thats when he's sober .... when he isnt ... well he's tryin to shove his tongue down my throat!!&lt;br /&gt;(haha .... sorry slut ... just had to take a pot at ya if you ever read this!! you know i love ya ....&lt;br /&gt;oh and do i get to be the kids god-daddy!!!???  )&lt;br /&gt;Btw ... ppl .... he just had a kid .... and we spent almost 30 min tryin to clean the kid up after her 1st poop outta delivery. But he's a good guy ... and Deb's .... if you ever read this ... much as i think of you as a fren ... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU THINKIN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-112462283257362419?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/feeds/112462283257362419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11849493&amp;postID=112462283257362419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112462283257362419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/112462283257362419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/08/prelude-lifes-god-damned-bitch.html' title='Prelude - Life&apos;s a god damned bitch'/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11849493.post-111236077591709817</id><published>2005-04-01T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:06:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11849493-111236077591709817?l=burntattheroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/111236077591709817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11849493/posts/default/111236077591709817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntattheroots.blogspot.com/2005/04/test.html' title=''/><author><name>Burner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08940189249993397885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
