<?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-11847139</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:24:27.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first Christmas :: the daily mind reader</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-113211754549788044</id><published>2005-11-16T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:20:21.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>www.first-xmas.com</title><summary type='text'>To all my readers, I will no longer be posting any new posts to this site, as I have got my own spot now at www.first-xmas.com. (Quick quick go check it out!!) :DI just paid for 2-months of hosting first, and got the domain name thrown in for less than 2USD with any purchase of their hosting packages. So, my total investment for my new site, is LESS THAN USD10! Beat that!I then needed a tool to </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.first-xmas.com/' title='www.first-xmas.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/113211754549788044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=113211754549788044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/113211754549788044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/113211754549788044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/11/wwwfirst-xmascom.html' title='www.first-xmas.com'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-113204322761750057</id><published>2005-11-15T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T16:32:08.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowded House Drummer Paul Hester Found Dead In Australia</title><summary type='text'>Yes, this is old news, but I just came across it. Sad, I must say. I love their songs, and its a pity to see someone from a group you admire take his own life away.Crowded House Drummer Paul Hester Found Dead In Australia 03.28.2005 7:31 AM ESTAuthorities rule out foul play, say founding member of band committed suicide. Australian police made a grim discovery on Saturday, when the body of 46-</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1499093/20050328/crowded_house.jhtml?headlines=true' title='Crowded House Drummer Paul Hester Found Dead In Australia'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/113204322761750057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=113204322761750057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/113204322761750057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/113204322761750057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/11/crowded-house-drummer-paul-hester.html' title='Crowded House Drummer Paul Hester Found Dead In Australia'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112988816533829479</id><published>2005-10-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:54:27.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Diamond Rio - One More Day</title><summary type='text'>I blogged on Oct 14 on Lyin' Eyes, originally sung by the Eagles, but the version I had was a tribute to the Eagles sung by Diamond Rio. Before that, I have never heard of Diamond Rio. I was going through more of their songs after that, and came across 'One More Day'.You see, recently, I've been having dreams about second chances... a second chance to study, a second chance to live my childhood </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NFI8WP47' title='MP3 : Diamond Rio - One More Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112988816533829479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112988816533829479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112988816533829479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112988816533829479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/10/mp3-diamond-rio-one-more-day.html' title='MP3 : Diamond Rio - One More Day'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112962351960003305</id><published>2005-10-18T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:19:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Sister Golden Hair</title><summary type='text'>I cant recollect where I first heard this one. This one's about a man who's afraid of commitment. His woman is ready to commit, but he fears he is just not ready to marry her. He's afraid of commitment. He wants to take the relationship slow.. "Will you meet me in the middle." He tried to fake it... that commitment didn't bother him so that she would not be hurt, but he just couldn't do </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=WMC16205' title='MP3 : Sister Golden Hair'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112962351960003305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112962351960003305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112962351960003305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112962351960003305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/10/mp3-sister-golden-hair.html' title='MP3 : Sister Golden Hair'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112952536684000416</id><published>2005-10-17T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:10:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Don't Dream It's Over</title><summary type='text'>Here's another 80's classic you can always hear at Waikiki Bar if you're there before the band starts playing.It's been said that the group leader Neil Finn wrote this after having a terrible fight with his wife, Sharon. Miami Vice also used this classic in one of the episodes in which Sonny Crockett is married to a pop singer (Sheena Easton), and they are having problems dealing with the impact </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QJUDUB1O' title='MP3 : Don&apos;t Dream It&apos;s Over'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112952536684000416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112952536684000416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112952536684000416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112952536684000416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/10/mp3-dont-dream-its-over.html' title='MP3 : Don&apos;t Dream It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112927668789262380</id><published>2005-10-14T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T16:25:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Lyin' Eyes</title><summary type='text'>Downloaded this one bout a week ago. With a nice, laid-back country-ish feel to the song, this is about a woman who cheats on her husband. Confused and down, she tells her husband shes going to see a friend when she actually goes to meet her lover.As the song says, she goes across town to meet the boy with "fiery eyes and dreams no one can steal." She gets there and she falls into his arms, but </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HBGZC6R9' title='MP3 : Lyin&apos; Eyes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112927668789262380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112927668789262380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112927668789262380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112927668789262380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/10/mp3-lyin-eyes.html' title='MP3 : Lyin&apos; Eyes'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112848570114150938</id><published>2005-10-05T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T12:18:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thestar.com.my - They did it again</title><summary type='text'>Quick! See it while its still there! Another blunder. How embarassing. Once again proving the point.. the bigger they are, the sillier their mistakes get. How could they let something like this slip? I would like hear your story too (!).TAGS: Star, grammar, mistake, blunder</summary><link rel='related' href='http://thestar.com.my' title='thestar.com.my - They did it again'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112848570114150938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112848570114150938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112848570114150938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112848570114150938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/10/thestarcommy-they-did-it-again.html' title='thestar.com.my - They did it again'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112796651498268723</id><published>2005-09-29T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:11:19.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The closer I get to you... my USD100 from Adsense</title><summary type='text'>Finally, my Google Ads are paying off, but still not as much as I would like them to.It's exciting I must say. However, I dont intend to withdraw the amount when I hit 100.. i'll probably wait till it gets to 200 before I do so. Hope this serves as a motivation to everyone else out there. :)Happy Adsense-ing everybody! May the clicks be with you.TAGS: Google, Adsense, Google Adsense, money, income</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112796651498268723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112796651498268723' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112796651498268723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112796651498268723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/closer-i-get-to-you-my-usd100-from.html' title='The closer I get to you... my USD100 from Adsense'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112787971958269219</id><published>2005-09-28T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T11:55:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Karcy</title><summary type='text'>Was looking at my site stats and realised that Karcy (visit her Letters to an Invisible Audience), gave one of my posts the honour of, in her opinion, being the best malaysian blog entry, ever.Jeez.. I really dont think it is anywhere close to that, but thanks Karcy. :)</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/karcy/' title='Thanks Karcy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112787971958269219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112787971958269219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112787971958269219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112787971958269219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/thanks-karcy.html' title='Thanks Karcy'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112771606443107459</id><published>2005-09-26T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T14:35:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angels</title><summary type='text'>My Angels...# Artist : Sarah McLachlan# Title : Angel# File Size : 4.12 MB (128kbps/44Khz)# Song Length : 4:29mins# MP3 : DOWNLOAD NOW# Artist : Robbie Williams# Title : Angels (English)# File Size : 5.45 MB (192kbps/44Khz CD Quality)# Song Length : 3:57mins# MP3 : DOWNLOAD NOW# Artist : Robbie Williams# Title : Angels (Spanish Version - Simply BEAUTIFUL - MUST HEAR!)# File Size : 4.04 MB (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112771606443107459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112771606443107459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112771606443107459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112771606443107459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-angels.html' title='My Angels'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112770435533111009</id><published>2005-09-26T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:16:03.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : More than Love (Los Lonely Boys)</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to my friend Mai Yin, for reminding me about this song. Now I just can't get over it! I absolutely love the way the Los Lonely Boys sound. Their voices blend so well together... they could make any woman melt. Now thats a talent I wish I had. Better go brush up my guitar skills now... enjoy!# Artist : Los Lonely Boys# Title : More than Love# File Size : 4.58 MB (192kbps/44Khz CD Quality)# </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=4U53IJJJ' title='MP3 : More than Love (Los Lonely Boys)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112770435533111009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112770435533111009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112770435533111009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112770435533111009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/mp3-more-than-love-los-lonely-boys.html' title='MP3 : More than Love (Los Lonely Boys)'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112720734882463999</id><published>2005-09-20T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:09:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google told me too much?</title><summary type='text'>I received a mailer from California Fitness today... it read 'Meet our Top Malaysian Stars' which didnt quite bother me until I spotted a name I've never heard of...Hmmm... I wonder who she is. Name's a little familiar though.. so I thought I'll try my luck and Google her.1st search resultHmm.. so maybe she is someone famous... been mentioned in the Star before and the article is featured at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112720734882463999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112720734882463999' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112720734882463999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112720734882463999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/google-told-me-too-much.html' title='Google told me too much?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112712327304442048</id><published>2005-09-19T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:28:52.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : The Rose - Amanda McBroom</title><summary type='text'>Here's one song that's always been in my collection, but I have absolutely no idea how it ended up there. I love this song. Like most of my other favourites, it makes me cry when I think of my past. To be honest, this song used to pierce me the most. Here's a version sung by Leann Rimes.# Artist : LeAnn Rimes# Title : The Rose# File Size : 3.26 MB (128kbps/44Khz)# Song Length : 3:33mins# MP3 : </summary><link rel='related' href='http://d.turboupload.com/d/68346/Leanne_Rimes_-_The_Rose.mp3.html' title='MP3 : The Rose - Amanda McBroom'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112712327304442048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112712327304442048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112712327304442048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112712327304442048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/mp3-rose-amanda-mcbroom.html' title='MP3 : The Rose - Amanda McBroom'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112697283862656738</id><published>2005-09-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:00:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My painful dream</title><summary type='text'>This is the third time I've had this dream. Finally, for once, I can wake up remembering what it was about. Here's how the dream goes:There are 2 flags on a really tall and majestic flag post. A red flag, and a yellow flag.   RED FLAG - symbolises all my feelings, all the good times, all the laughter and fond memories with my exYELLOW FLAG - symbolises a new beginning, a new life without a single</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112697283862656738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112697283862656738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112697283862656738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112697283862656738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-painful-dream_17.html' title='My painful dream'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112676451220897636</id><published>2005-09-15T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:08:32.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypoglycemia and Alcohol</title><summary type='text'>"Hypoglycemia, also called low blood sugar, occurs when your blood glucose (blood sugar) level drops too low to provide enough energy for your body's activities.Alcoholic beverages - Drinking, especially on an empty stomach, can cause hypoglycemia, even a day or two later. If you drink an alcoholic beverage, always have a snack or meal at the same time"FINALLY! Now I know why I always seem to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112676451220897636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112676451220897636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112676451220897636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112676451220897636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/hypoglycemia-and-alcohol.html' title='Hypoglycemia and Alcohol'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112675510153529703</id><published>2005-09-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:26:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success is Tedious (Survivor - Eye of the Tiger)</title><summary type='text'>Success is often tedious. When we see success in others, it looks exciting and fun. We see someone in great physical shape. We see an athlete being cheered by the crowd after a successful performance. We see someone who is successful in business living in a magnificent house, driving a shiny new car and taking exotic vacations. We usually see only the results of success in others.What we often </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.survivormusic.com' title='Success is Tedious (Survivor - Eye of the Tiger)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112675510153529703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112675510153529703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112675510153529703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112675510153529703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/success-is-tedious-survivor-eye-of.html' title='Success is Tedious (Survivor - Eye of the Tiger)'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112667866857212123</id><published>2005-09-14T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T12:19:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losers always whine about their best</title><summary type='text'>Incompetence! - the one thing I cannot stand in my workplace. When someone asks you something that you're expected to do, and have the ability to do, you should do it. Especially if its work, and thats what youre PAID to do! I wouldnt ask you to do something if I knew you couldnt do it.Read what inspired this post (an IM conversation with a colleague):If you think I'm being mean, well, I guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112667866857212123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112667866857212123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112667866857212123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112667866857212123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/losers-always-whine-about-their-best.html' title='Losers always whine about their best'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112658950297044912</id><published>2005-09-14T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T11:19:09.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert DeNiro - latest threats to Homeland Security</title><summary type='text'>Today has been a good day as for once, I've been receiving some seriously funny stuff in my inbox. Here's an amusing video where Robert DeNiro warns about the latest threats to Homeland Security. I believe its from one of NBC's Saturday Night Live sketches.Hopefully the following vid captures I did would tempt you enough to download it. It really made me laugh out loud. Enjoy... :)# File Size : </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112658950297044912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112658950297044912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658950297044912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658950297044912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/robert-deniro-latest-threats-to.html' title='Robert DeNiro - latest threats to Homeland Security'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112658734682406146</id><published>2005-09-13T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:56:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fail an interview even before you show up</title><summary type='text'>Easy. You just impress your potential employer with your excellent command of engrish...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112658734682406146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112658734682406146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658734682406146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658734682406146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-to-fail-interview-even-before-you.html' title='How to fail an interview even before you show up'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112658583288492630</id><published>2005-09-13T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:31:50.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You KNOW the world has changed when...</title><summary type='text'>Your car's drink costs more than your own.*price based on Shell 24th August 2005 Sydney price.Taken from www.shell.com.au.+price based on Woolworth's 1.25L Coca-Cola bottle.Taken from www.woolwoorths.com.auI got this mail forwarded from a colleague this morning. It's too good not to share. Its still pretty new, so remember where you saw it first! ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112658583288492630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112658583288492630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658583288492630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112658583288492630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-know-world-has-changed-when.html' title='You KNOW the world has changed when...'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112650463267056935</id><published>2005-09-12T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:57:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bookstore online mailer blunder</title><summary type='text'>I've always believed that the bigger a company is, the bigger and stupider they get. I've yet to be proven wrong so far.Got the below mailer in my inbox this morning. Its things like these that makes it worthwhile reading spam. he he.Oh well, back to work now. Gotta submit my monthly claims and I've got some caculations to do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112650463267056935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112650463267056935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112650463267056935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112650463267056935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/bookstore-online-mailer-blunder.html' title='The bookstore online mailer blunder'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112642595532388002</id><published>2005-09-11T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:29:44.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Garth Brooks - To Make You Feel My Love</title><summary type='text'>Here's another favourite. I've got my friend Claudine to thank for first introducing me to this song. I first heard it sometime in August 2004. I could lie down on my bed with tears in my eyes on a quiet afternoon with this song playing over and over again...To Make You Feel My LoveWritten by Bob DylanORIGINALLY ON his album The Limited SeriesALSO APPEARS ON his album Double LiveALSO APPEARS ON </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=35K5Q0BB' title='MP3 : Garth Brooks - To Make You Feel My Love'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112642595532388002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112642595532388002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112642595532388002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112642595532388002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/mp3-garth-brooks-to-make-you-feel-my.html' title='MP3 : Garth Brooks - To Make You Feel My Love'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112624047172305159</id><published>2005-09-09T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:30:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3 : Alicia Keys - Never Felt This Way</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to the one girl I could ever truly love with all my heart. You know who you are...Never Felt This WayBy Alicia KeysThere will never come a dayYou will ever hear me sayThat I want, or need to be without youI wanna give my allBaby just hold meSimply control meBecause your arms they keep away the loneliesWhen I look into your eyesThen I realize, All I need is you in my lifeAll I need is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112624047172305159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112624047172305159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112624047172305159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112624047172305159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/mp3-alicia-keys-never-felt-this-way.html' title='MP3 : Alicia Keys - Never Felt This Way'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112609286844036258</id><published>2005-09-07T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:40:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby... I can't</title><summary type='text'>I cant. Its what I said 1 year ago, and its what I still say today. I cant...Was she really the one for me? Or perhaps been one of the people I could have been happy with for ever and ever, instead of for ever and never? I cant?Why does it seem that I ultimately blame myself and feel that I could have done more? I cant?    She enters my mind everyday without fail, and my feelings are stirred ever</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112609286844036258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112609286844036258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112609286844036258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112609286844036258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/baby-i-cant.html' title='Baby... I can&apos;t'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112597809110024184</id><published>2005-09-06T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:51:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back - to the first Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Geez.. I've been away SO LONG that even PPS has revamped their site. Bummer. Been really held up with lots to do at work, accumulating photos and ideas to blog, and now that I'm a little free to do so - I dont even know where to begin!Anyway... I think there's no better way to make a comeback into the blogosphere than to begin with a post that talks about .... what else - a refreshing cold beer..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112597809110024184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112597809110024184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112597809110024184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112597809110024184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcome-back-to-first-christmas.html' title='Welcome back - to the first Christmas'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112392497099854906</id><published>2005-08-13T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T17:22:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This can still be eaten??</title><summary type='text'>Its 5.20PM, almost 2 hours after my previous post from Secret Recipe - TESCO Klang. Im still here and just overheard the most shocking thing from the waiters clearing the table next to me.One of them said to the other, 'ini boleh makan lagi la...' (english translation: this can still be eaten). They then gently lifted off the tissue which the customer had placed on the half eaten cake and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112392497099854906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112392497099854906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112392497099854906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112392497099854906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-can-still-be-eaten.html' title='This can still be eaten??'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112391873782642426</id><published>2005-08-13T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:38:57.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wireless Broadband @ Secret Recipe</title><summary type='text'>Who would have thought that the sleazy Secret Recipe cafe in TESCO Klang has wireless broadband!Anyway, as amusing as it is to me, its actually pretty useful for me as this is so much closer to home and its easier for me to get here if I need to get online urgently.Lately I've had to do this as part of my job, and the dial-up at home sucks.At least here I get to people watch. But I must say that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112391873782642426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112391873782642426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112391873782642426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112391873782642426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/08/wireless-broadband-secret-recipe.html' title='Wireless Broadband @ Secret Recipe'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112260586700673050</id><published>2005-07-29T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:59:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE - In Case of Emergency</title><summary type='text'>A campaign encouraging people to enter an emergency contact number in their mobile phone's memory under the heading ICE (In Case of Emergency), has rapidly spread throughout the world as a particular consequence of last week’s terrorist attacks in London.Originally established as a nation-wide campaign in the UK, ICE allows paramedics or police to be able to contact a designated relative / </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112260586700673050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112260586700673050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112260586700673050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112260586700673050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/ice-in-case-of-emergency.html' title='ICE - In Case of Emergency'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112260483566848648</id><published>2005-07-29T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T11:00:59.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Break-Up</title><summary type='text'>Was going through my colleague's blog post for today, and damn.. this is such a weird coincidence. Trust her to publish such a post on the very day my ex broke up with me exactly 1 year ago. Go check it out, she's got interesting statistics! Heh heh.============================================Year of the Break-UpThe past 1-year has been the “Year of the Break-up” for me... Read more here.========</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112260483566848648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112260483566848648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112260483566848648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112260483566848648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/year-of-break-up.html' title='Year of the Break-Up'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112245837707131186</id><published>2005-07-27T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:59:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid things I did today</title><summary type='text'>9.10AMMysteriously stained my beige coloured pants before an important meeting. Still wondering what on earth caused it.12.20PMForgetting to ask that amazingly gorgeous girl who came into the lift I was in at Taylor's College in Subang Square if she wanted a part-time job helping out at our product demo booth roadshow.2.10PMTrying to have lunch with RM2.50 in my wallet. Good thing the restaurant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112245837707131186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112245837707131186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112245837707131186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112245837707131186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/stupid-things-i-did-today.html' title='Stupid things I did today'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112237021080865082</id><published>2005-07-26T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:30:10.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt out</title><summary type='text'>Havent been posting for the past few days and dont think ill doing so for the next couple of days too. I'm burnt out - physically, mentally, and emotionally.Check back soon...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112237021080865082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112237021080865082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112237021080865082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112237021080865082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/burnt-out.html' title='Burnt out'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112201536556542614</id><published>2005-07-22T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:56:05.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasy launches new album at Backyard</title><summary type='text'>FASY TO LAUNCH ALBUMFasy, the Maldivian guitar virtuoso, launches his new album "Fasy: The Compilation" at Backyard Pub tonight.He will perform songs from the album with his new band Playin December shortly after the press conference scheduled for 8pm.Jericho will follow after at about 10pm.More details at http://www.backyardpub.com=================================Great! Now who's going?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112201536556542614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112201536556542614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112201536556542614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112201536556542614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/fasy-launches-new-album-at-backyard.html' title='Fasy launches new album at Backyard'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112194921645453894</id><published>2005-07-21T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T20:33:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What so great about being a lawyer?</title><summary type='text'>If you're an Indian, you'll know what I'm talking about.Your family and relatives would be thrilled if you tell them you're gonna get marrried to a lawyer. It's so obvious that they'll even print on the wedding card that the bride/groom is a qualified lawyer.Every small law firm you see in Klang is an Indian law firm owned by your typical Indian next door. The typical small black sign you see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112194921645453894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112194921645453894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112194921645453894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112194921645453894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-so-great-about-being-lawyer.html' title='What so great about being a lawyer?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112191726490167693</id><published>2005-07-21T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T11:41:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardiovascular Exercise</title><summary type='text'>Cardiovascular exercise (or commonly referred to as just 'cardio') simply means any activity/exercise that raises your heart rate to a level where you're working, but can still talk. Doing something that leaves you GASPING for breath still burns calories and helps lose weight, but doesnt really fall into the cardio category.Why is it important?    * It burns calories and helps you lose weight (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112191726490167693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112191726490167693' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112191726490167693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112191726490167693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/cardiovascular-exercise.html' title='Cardiovascular Exercise'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112175466839766146</id><published>2005-07-19T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:58:59.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very THE embarrassing!</title><summary type='text'>MAS brings back what? Cheap the fares? I don't the understand. Does this mean we can look the forward for better the prices soon? I wonder the how Air Asia might the react to this!Read the full article here.Hopeless...For more the entertainment from Malaysia's very the best, check out the Celcom blunder I came the across recently.THE end.Edited @ 2.55PM.They've rectified the mistake. LOL.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/7/19/nation/11517851&amp;sec=nation' title='Very THE embarrassing!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112175466839766146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112175466839766146' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112175466839766146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112175466839766146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/very-embarrassing.html' title='Very THE embarrassing!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112175367232347215</id><published>2005-07-19T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:18:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victim puzzled why six attacked him?</title><summary type='text'>Bullies beat up student, victim puzzled why six attacked him  Zul Fadli Mohd Azmin, 16, claimed he was assaulted by at least six students, which left him with a swollen eye and bruises on his body.     The student claimed he was attacked for no apparent reason.“I was walking down the stairs when suddenly a senior asked me to follow him to the school field. Read full news article here.Oh come on </summary><link rel='related' href='http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/7/19/nation/11521632&amp;sec=nation' title='Victim puzzled why six attacked him?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112175367232347215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112175367232347215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112175367232347215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112175367232347215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/victim-puzzled-why-six-attacked-him.html' title='Victim puzzled why six attacked him?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112174970378034097</id><published>2005-07-19T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T13:08:23.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT illiterate?</title><summary type='text'>I normally wouldnt be annoyed if someone were to ask me this, but the fact that this email came from a friend who studied Computer Science... PRICELESS!*ISP = Internet Service Provider</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112174970378034097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112174970378034097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112174970378034097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112174970378034097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-illiterate.html' title='IT illiterate?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112167499599104465</id><published>2005-07-18T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:23:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See-thru camera lenses - Fact or Fiction?</title><summary type='text'>I received a couple of forwarded emails today, warning women to be careful of people pointing video cameras towards them as they could be fitted with a 'PF Lens' (what on earth?) which supposedly allows the camera to pick up rays that are normally invisible and therefore - a SEE THROUGH effect?My initial response was of course, RUBBISH! But did some searches and came across the following. Fact or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112167499599104465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112167499599104465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112167499599104465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112167499599104465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/see-thru-camera-lenses-fact-or-fiction.html' title='See-thru camera lenses - Fact or Fiction?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112167182525463646</id><published>2005-07-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:31:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COCKPIT, Bangsar - Leave me alone!</title><summary type='text'>I get constantly annoyed by all the junk SMS I get on my mobile everyday. But what do I even say when I receive an SMS like this?Beer @ 3.80net/mug (fr5pm) &amp; goes up rm1/hr. Chivas, JD, Absolut @ 7.80net (@5pm). 20%off Btls b4 10pm. Stewardesses Drink FREE All Nite! THE COCKPIT, Bangsar.Don't remember giving them my number. Anyway, THE COCKPIT is that dodgy looking place in Bangsar where they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112167182525463646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112167182525463646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112167182525463646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112167182525463646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/cockpit-bangsar-leave-me-alone.html' title='THE COCKPIT, Bangsar - Leave me alone!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112160641501191694</id><published>2005-07-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:03:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Geek Status @ STARBUCKS MidValley</title><summary type='text'>I hereby officially declare myself - A GEEK!Sittin here at Starbucks Midvalley with my notebook with a Latte by my side, I never actually thought that I would someday be doing this. This isnt too bad after all actually... except for the fact that I'm by myself over here, its actually pretty nice, and I definitely would be doing this again pretty soon!I had to run up and purchase a TMnet hotspot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112160641501191694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112160641501191694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112160641501191694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112160641501191694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/official-geek-status-starbucks.html' title='Official Geek Status @ STARBUCKS MidValley'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112153484370856268</id><published>2005-07-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:27:23.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I have met you later?</title><summary type='text'>To everyone out there who have been dumped by the one person you entrusted your heart with - Have you ever thought, that maybe you just fell in love with that person at the wrong time?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112153484370856268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112153484370856268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112153484370856268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112153484370856268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/should-i-have-met-you-later.html' title='Should I have met you later?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112123969063099354</id><published>2005-07-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:28:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women - Why are you afraid to Lift Weights?</title><summary type='text'>I know I should be more patient at people asking me for advice but I sometimes just lose it when I get women telling me they dont like working with weights at the gym as theyre afraid they would get 'BIG'.Oh come on la.. look at all those skinny rat-lookalike guys who have been at the gym for years huffing and puffing and grunting with those weights.. do they even look like they gained ANY muscle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112123969063099354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112123969063099354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112123969063099354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112123969063099354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/women-why-are-you-afraid-to-lift.html' title='Women - Why are you afraid to Lift Weights?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112123645234375486</id><published>2005-07-13T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T14:34:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Calories Do you Need a Day?</title><summary type='text'>This one's pretty easy:1. Your weight in KG. This is more of an estimate but should be as close as possible to your LEAN weight (meaning how much you will weigh without all that fat and are perfectly lean)2. Your basal metabolic rate is approximately 1 calorie per kg per hour. Multiply your weight by the 24 hours in a day and this is the number of calories you burn just being alive each day.3. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112123645234375486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112123645234375486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112123645234375486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112123645234375486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-many-calories-do-you-need-day.html' title='How Many Calories Do you Need a Day?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112114776529265831</id><published>2005-07-12T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T13:57:45.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh come on Celcom... you can do better than that</title><summary type='text'>Visit www.celcom.com.my to see this glaring mistake.Leave a comment if you dont know whats the mistake. Will be back in a couple of hours after a meeting with Celcom to check. Ha ha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112114776529265831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112114776529265831' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112114776529265831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112114776529265831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-come-on-celcom-you-can-do-better.html' title='Oh come on Celcom... you can do better than that'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112107809438218736</id><published>2005-07-11T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:34:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can never please a woman</title><summary type='text'>1. Even if your life depended on you complementing her looks, she'll never believe you.2. Get her a Malaysian Indian boyfriend, and she'll want an Australian Indian3. Plan a date in advance, get permission from your parents to use the car, get all dressed up, buy yourself a new bottle of perfume for that special night out and take her to a club - and she'll find something to complain about and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112107809438218736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112107809438218736' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112107809438218736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112107809438218736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-can-never-please-woman.html' title='You can never please a woman'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112107262850742423</id><published>2005-07-11T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T17:07:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I scare Asha Gill?</title><summary type='text'>How did I scare Asha Gill?Yeah...Amazing. Didnt know I was that ugly. All I did was look at her, to which she responded with a terrified look on her face and she immediately turned and walked away.. WTF!??Happened sometime last week on a sunny weekday afternoon as I Was walking past Finnegan's Bangsar alone with some stuff I just bought at GNC. Asha was dressed in a black sleeveless top, denim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112107262850742423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112107262850742423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112107262850742423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112107262850742423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-did-i-scare-asha-gill.html' title='How did I scare Asha Gill?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112019195303759470</id><published>2005-07-01T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:56:12.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROTON's Gerak Gen.2</title><summary type='text'>Date: Saturday, 18th June 2005Venue: PROTON Centre of Excellence,PROTON's nationwide exercise to perform the following adjustments:*Reflash ECU to increase power band*Weather Strips*Wind noise reduction*Lose screws &amp; vibration solving*Tailgate hinge*Captor antenna adjustment*Captor self-triggering issue*Power window bracketsFor some reason, this was not made known publicly and was extended to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112019195303759470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112019195303759470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112019195303759470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112019195303759470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/protons-gerak-gen2.html' title='PROTON&apos;s Gerak Gen.2'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112018827675047267</id><published>2005-07-01T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:24:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate pre-workout drink</title><summary type='text'>Anyone wanna give this a go and let me know what happens? Heh heh.Consume this mixture about 1-2 hours before a gruelling workout!Ingredient 1: 1.5 cups Skim Milk*Milk is probably one of the most overlooked supplements there is and is loaded with both fast-digesting (whey) and slow-digesting (casein) proteins for a steady supply of amino acidsIngredient 2: ½ Frozen "Slightly Green" Banana*Ripe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112018827675047267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112018827675047267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112018827675047267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112018827675047267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/07/ultimate-pre-workout-drink.html' title='The Ultimate pre-workout drink'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112010727387108879</id><published>2005-06-30T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:03:46.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atta girl Knee Pads</title><summary type='text'>Worth a listen - now I know what to get girls for their birthday.Download it here (884kb).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112010727387108879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112010727387108879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010727387108879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010727387108879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/atta-girl-knee-pads.html' title='Atta girl Knee Pads'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112010169486183534</id><published>2005-06-30T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:06:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most common WEIGHT LOSS blunder</title><summary type='text'>Ever had the desire to lose weight?I've seen many friends skip meals, ONLY eat 2 slices of bread a day, etc, but in the end, after a temporary loss of weight.. everything comes to a halt.In fact, by doing this, you practically screw up your metabolism rate so bad that once youre off your so called 'diet', you will realise that youstart gaining back the weight at a much faster rate then before!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112010169486183534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112010169486183534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010169486183534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010169486183534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/most-common-weight-loss-blunder.html' title='The most common WEIGHT LOSS blunder'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-112010135276527103</id><published>2005-06-30T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:16:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durex Survey: Have you done IT yet?</title><summary type='text'>Apparently the Thais have more sex than Malaysians and Singaporeans?In my opinion, perhaps its just their booming sex industry and the Full Moon Party la. In fact.. the rampant sex in public places caused quite an alarm that the Thai government now issues notices to all party goers for the Full Moon Party that sexual intercourse in public places isforbidden and they would be fined! Sheesh. What a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/112010135276527103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=112010135276527103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010135276527103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/112010135276527103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/durex-survey-have-you-done-it-yet.html' title='Durex Survey: Have you done IT yet?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111943367636913050</id><published>2005-06-22T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:47:56.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The NEW Twinkle Song!</title><summary type='text'>Nipple nipple dun go farCan I press you in my carUp above the chest so highAlways milky never dryLet me suck you dun be shyLick n lick n lets get high.Ok I agree its a wee bit disgusting la. A friend forwarded this to me.. so I thought I'd share this version and perhaps rekindle thoughts of kindergarten days for everyone?Now why didnt they teach me this version at Tadika Jingle Bells...??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111943367636913050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111943367636913050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111943367636913050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111943367636913050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-twinkle-song.html' title='The NEW Twinkle Song!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111943361506772860</id><published>2005-06-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:46:55.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you hooked to the McDonalds Chicken Foldover?</title><summary type='text'>If anyone out there is like me and got seriously addicted to the chicken foldover... here's a sure fire way to overcome it.First of all.. get yourself a chicken foldover (take away) and eat it at your workstation/office desk. Eat is slowly cos this is going to be your LAST... enjoy every bite. Now smear some of the garlic mayonnaise to in the plastic you bought it in and when youre done with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111943361506772860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111943361506772860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111943361506772860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111943361506772860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-hooked-to-mcdonalds-chicken.html' title='Are you hooked to the McDonalds Chicken Foldover?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111941753949950602</id><published>2005-06-22T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T13:18:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ADIDAS tragedy</title><summary type='text'>I'm someone who can pretty much survive with 2 pairs of shoes for a couple of YEARS. One for casual wear.. and one for formal use. (Of course.. el cheapo shoes wont last long la.. so mine are pretty decent).Guess what I'm trying to say is that its difficult for me to go out and buy the latest and coolest pair of shoes... well.. mainly due to the cost la. Its not easy to spend RM400+ at one go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111941753949950602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111941753949950602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111941753949950602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111941753949950602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/adidas-tragedy.html' title='The ADIDAS tragedy'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111923815277052516</id><published>2005-06-20T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:15:00.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Malaysian dumb blonde</title><summary type='text'>An actual sms conversation with this chinese girl. Never met her in person before.7.45AMStranger : Hi Christmas!Me : Err.. whos this?Stranger : I the one who no call you last night. My name is Angel.Me : Oh okay. Hi.. its pretty early.. why did you get up so early for..Angel : I must wash plate... clothes.. and I want to sms you!Me : Sms me?? well I'm driving to work now. Msg you later.8.45AMMe :</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111923815277052516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111923815277052516' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111923815277052516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111923815277052516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/local-malaysian-dumb-blonde.html' title='Local Malaysian dumb blonde'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111924681121796136</id><published>2005-06-19T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:53:31.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's the best</title><summary type='text'>Its 5PM on a hot Sunday evening... Sitting here in my garden with a beer... listening to Mana sing Corazon Espinado with Santana 'goreng-ing' and backing him up with guitars... the sound of water from my fish pond, I can see my father walking around with the green garden hose in his hands... faithfully watering the grass, plants, and trees.I must say... I have a beautiful garden. And all credit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111924681121796136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111924681121796136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111924681121796136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111924681121796136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/dads-best.html' title='Dad&apos;s the best'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111866347493912450</id><published>2005-06-13T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:00:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy CASH</title><summary type='text'>Imagine receiving a notice from the bank saying that I have RM2500 to spend!! I almost fell over.It was a pleasant surprise indeed as I had totally forgotten about this secret stash of cash I've been accumulating in a separate account which autodebits my savings on a monthly basis. You see, 2 years ago, I set this whole thing up so that I would have the cash to buy my girlfriend a puppy once she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111866347493912450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111866347493912450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111866347493912450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111866347493912450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/puppy-cash.html' title='Puppy CASH'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111810796263417489</id><published>2005-06-07T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:32:42.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What hurts more?</title><summary type='text'>When a relationship ends... what hurts more? &gt;&gt; Knowing that this is the end &gt;&gt;  Realising that your ex is already 'over you' effortlessly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111810796263417489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111810796263417489' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111810796263417489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111810796263417489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-hurts-more.html' title='What hurts more?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111769494996713479</id><published>2005-06-02T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:59:41.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O DELL delivery man, where art thou?</title><summary type='text'>Yeayy!! Orders SHIPPED, except for another 2 Desktops which are pending due to a temporary shortage of the flat screen monitors.The DELL 510m NotebookIntel® Pentium® M Processor 725 1.60 GHzMicrosoft® Windows® XP Professional512MB DDR SDRAM15" XGA TFT Display80GB Ultra ATA Hard Drive 7,200rpm8x DVD+/-RW Combo Drive double layer write capabilityIntel® Pro Wireless 2100 (802.11b)33mm thin when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111769494996713479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111769494996713479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111769494996713479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111769494996713479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-dell-delivery-man-where-art-thou.html' title='O DELL delivery man, where art thou?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111768067036531255</id><published>2005-06-02T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:54:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D'ARRANGED MARRIAGE @ TAS Bangsar</title><summary type='text'>I wanna watch this very badly but it will be pathetic to go alone. It's playing at the Actor's Studio in Bangsar. Thanks to Laylu for pointing out the Internet Special for me. If only she was back in KL, she could get me free tickets! darn! Oh well.. I'll just have to pay for this one.D'ARRANGED MARRIAGE June 7 - June 12FROM INDIA WITH LOVE June 14 - June 26Time &gt; Tues~Sun 8PM Sat 12NOON Sun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111768067036531255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111768067036531255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111768067036531255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111768067036531255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/darranged-marriage-tas-bangsar.html' title='D&apos;ARRANGED MARRIAGE @ TAS Bangsar'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111767917377594029</id><published>2005-06-02T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:30:59.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in Zodiac stuff?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wonder... if all this zodiac stuff is for real. It's scary when you receive a forwarded email to see that it describes you very accurately. It could be just coincidence I guess. I'm a Gemini and I got this today.. I can only speak for myself and say that this is exactly how I behave (my ex made me realise this). Anyone else out there who can relate to this?How people say sorryThe way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111767917377594029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111767917377594029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111767917377594029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111767917377594029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/do-you-believe-in-zodiac-stuff.html' title='Do you believe in Zodiac stuff?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111762666060592057</id><published>2005-06-01T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:32:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc Cohn - Walking in memphis</title><summary type='text'>Every great song has a great story...This is from marccohn.org:“The cafe I sing about is in the middle of the Delta off of Highway 61. Of all things, it’s called Hollywood, although it’s totally unlike Hollywood. It’s an old slave commissary that turns out catfish and fried pickles, real Southern cuisine.” Among the checkered-cloth tables was a woman at a piano. “Muriel sang spirituals and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111762666060592057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111762666060592057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111762666060592057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111762666060592057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/marc-cohn-walking-in-memphis.html' title='Marc Cohn - Walking in memphis'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111762011976769780</id><published>2005-06-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:25:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday evening diversion</title><summary type='text'>For some strange reason... instead of ending up at the Fitness First nearby, I found myself walking around Jalan Telawi at Bangsar lookin for a spot to have a few beers with a friend. He he. "Hopeless!", just like how my colleague always says to me.Here's how it began:6:42pmme: hey. damn hot la the weather outside.. making my throat really dry. how now?ms: dry too. Where are you?ms: sms me back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111762011976769780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111762011976769780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111762011976769780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111762011976769780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/tuesday-evening-diversion.html' title='tuesday evening diversion'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111759172961006041</id><published>2005-06-01T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T10:08:49.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Googling Yahoo!</title><summary type='text'>Just a quick post. Noticed an interesting Google Ad here this morning, worthy to be immortalized on a screenshot.*Opposites don't attract - Yahoo on the bottom left and Google on the bottom right.It's an ad for Yahoo!'s LAUNCHcast on a Google Ad! Imagine getting into a brand new Toyota Vios only to see a huge sticker inside advertising Proton's latest Gen.2. Wouldnt that be amusing now..? Well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111759172961006041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111759172961006041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111759172961006041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111759172961006041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/06/googling-yahoo.html' title='Googling Yahoo!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111751593804846764</id><published>2005-05-31T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:05:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMBO spotted in Kuantan</title><summary type='text'>Could it be?Read it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111751593804846764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111751593804846764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111751593804846764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111751593804846764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/rambo-spotted-in-kuantan.html' title='RAMBO spotted in Kuantan'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111750541939947137</id><published>2005-05-31T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:34:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Curtis Chapman - I Will Be Here</title><summary type='text'>"The only decent art I've ever created has been out of the overflow of my heart.""It's a weird thing that I haven't really figured out yet," Steven explains, "but the times that I have felt the need, creatively and artistically, for a fresh wind to blow in my life, the music has really matched what was going on in my heart.""I'm scratching my head over this as much as anybody. I have made more </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.stevencurtischapman.com' title='Steven Curtis Chapman - I Will Be Here'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111750541939947137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111750541939947137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111750541939947137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111750541939947137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/steven-curtis-chapman-i-will-be-here.html' title='Steven Curtis Chapman - I Will Be Here'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111745205876998178</id><published>2005-05-30T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T10:13:13.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Ipoh to me</title><summary type='text'>1. 2 adults and a LIVE GOAT can comfortably ride on a motorcycle2. My Uncle R looked exactly like Drew Carey when he was young3. Uncle R is more efficient than a beer girl4. My Aunt L used to be a Buntong gangster5. Aunt L once ambushed the cheeky local 'roti man' and covered him in cow dung6. Aunt L took part in gang fights and used to punch/get punched by boys until her face would be all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111745205876998178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111745205876998178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111745205876998178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111745205876998178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/thats-ipoh-to-me.html' title='That&apos;s Ipoh to me'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111743720393508506</id><published>2005-05-30T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:29:30.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELL config blunder on website</title><summary type='text'>The blunder is that this is the price for a notebook with a 1.5GHz processor, and not the 1.6GHz as stated here. The 1.6GHz starts from RM3,599 onwards, and NOT RM2,949.You can't order it online though... they've learnt about the glitch thanks to me.See it for yourself while its still there!Click hereIf its not... then see the screenshot here:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111743720393508506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111743720393508506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111743720393508506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111743720393508506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/dell-config-blunder-on-website.html' title='DELL config blunder on website'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111743443271653163</id><published>2005-05-30T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:27:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not HORNY if you surf porn!</title><summary type='text'>Ignorance : A lack of knowledge, or a willful lack of desire to improve the efficiency, merit, effectiveness or usefulness of one's actions. Ignorance is also a "state of being ignorant" or unaware (not knowing).*en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IgnoranceAmazing conclusion. And I always thought that the reason people end up in porn sites is because they were HORNY. Oh well, we all make mistakes and learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111743443271653163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111743443271653163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111743443271653163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111743443271653163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/youre-not-horny-if-you-surf-porn.html' title='You&apos;re not HORNY if you surf porn!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111741858195603482</id><published>2005-05-30T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:54:08.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of Romance</title><summary type='text'>*[An excerpt from Dean Ohlman's wedding address his son Eric and his bride Angie.]"You have now reached the time when your romance must die. In fact, it is necessary for romance to die in order that love may live and grow. Think of it this way: Your wedding marks the day when you plant the seed of romance. Romance is important, but it is not love itself; it is the seed of love - the seed of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111741858195603482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111741858195603482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111741858195603482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111741858195603482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/death-of-romance.html' title='The Death of Romance'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111741841434122461</id><published>2005-05-30T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:57:04.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Women Cry</title><summary type='text'>This is touching... especially the part where it says that the beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes.Just wanted to share:A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him."I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?" "All women </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111741841434122461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111741841434122461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111741841434122461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111741841434122461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-women-cry.html' title='Why Women Cry'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111722342280057597</id><published>2005-05-28T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T03:50:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipoh fun?</title><summary type='text'>Asked a friend today.. if there's anything happening to do in Ipoh since I'll be there tomorrow... and her reply was that Ipoh is a place with cheap pubs and cheap beer!Darn.. the cheap beer part sounds interesting.. but I was really hoping to have a blast there with my cousins and whoever they round up for tomm night. So.. cheap pubs dont sound good.Oh well.. its been ages since I've seen most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111722342280057597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111722342280057597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111722342280057597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111722342280057597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/ipoh-fun.html' title='Ipoh fun?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111722300498782151</id><published>2005-05-28T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T03:46:33.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I saw you in Heaven</title><summary type='text'>If I saw you in Heaven...Would you know my name?Would you know who I am?Would you want to talk to me?Would things still be the same?Would you smile if you saw me?Would you join me for a bicycle ride?Would you have breakfast with me?Would you still go 'yuck' at my mint flavoured ice cream?Would you let me hold your hand?Would you wave goodbye when you walk away?Would you let me talk?Would you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111722300498782151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111722300498782151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111722300498782151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111722300498782151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-i-saw-you-in-heaven.html' title='If I saw you in Heaven'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111717345538773564</id><published>2005-05-27T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:16:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside your Heaven (Carrie Underwood)</title><summary type='text'>Music has always played an important role in influencing my moods. See my previous post Songs that kick you hard you in the ass There are times when a song could make me cry for absolutely no reason. Then there are songs that spark intense anger and hatred... and I would actually bite my teeth and actually feel angry for no reason at all! (I stay away from the anger inducing songs though.. ). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111717345538773564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111717345538773564' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111717345538773564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111717345538773564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/inside-your-heaven-carrie-underwood.html' title='Inside your Heaven (Carrie Underwood)'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111710139704534765</id><published>2005-05-26T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:56:37.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a wish!</title><summary type='text'>Birthday wishes... there are some that could be called genuine wishes whichis something you pretty much can get. Then there are those that are exactlywhat they are.. WISHes..A friend who celebrates his birthday today told me that he wants a cake withHalle Berry inside...I told him he could have this girl I knew piled up withsome Gardenia bread on top.Anyway, that got me thinking. What would I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111710139704534765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111710139704534765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111710139704534765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111710139704534765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/make-wish.html' title='Make a wish!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111701514402205489</id><published>2005-05-25T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:59:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving your best friend behind...</title><summary type='text'>How do I tell and convince myself to stop being friends with my best friend? Good friends are hard to find... dont you think? Would you stop and watch and allow your best friend walk away from your life just like that?I'm the kind of person who NEEDS someone in my life. I've got many other friends, yes, Ive got things to do and keep myself occupied, yes, Ive got a career, yes, but I also need a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111701514402205489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111701514402205489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111701514402205489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111701514402205489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/leaving-your-best-friend-behind.html' title='Leaving your best friend behind...'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111685251982268820</id><published>2005-05-23T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:51:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK YOU Microsoft... DAMN YOU Bill Gates</title><summary type='text'>I logged in to my hotmail today.. only to realise that my account has been 'deactivated'. DAMN IT.*activate my account???? activate your mother la!!ALL my emails.. especially those from my ex, then there were those from my friends, from so many people... HAVE ALL BEEN DELETED. FUCK YOU LA Microsoft. People out there are giving out up to 2GB of email space.. and you cant even let me keep my mail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111685251982268820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111685251982268820' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111685251982268820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111685251982268820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/fck-you-microsoft-damn-you-bill-gates.html' title='F*CK YOU Microsoft... DAMN YOU Bill Gates'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111685009346894905</id><published>2005-05-23T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:10:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good day at Cash Converters</title><summary type='text'>Ever tried to sell your unwanted items to Cash Converters and end up walking out with only RM20? Yeah.. pathetic.Today, however, was different. Walked out with RM325! Sold them 130 chinese albums. * How I managed to get hold of 130 chinese albums is a different story la.. dont ask. Ha ha.You see.. I regularly buy my CDs from Cash converters.. as they've got interesting selections, really old, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111685009346894905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111685009346894905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111685009346894905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111685009346894905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-day-at-cash-converters.html' title='A good day at Cash Converters'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111658631215999017</id><published>2005-05-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:53:42.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's first SMS</title><summary type='text'>My mom sent me this sms today from her new mobile phone:XXXX, had lunch? What would you like for dinner? Rice or capati? Have a nice day. Love, amma. Take care.It put a smile on my face. It made me think. Mothers are gems...The little things they can sometimes do without realising how it can sometimes affect us. Its just that most of the times I guess, we are the ones that cannot seem to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111658631215999017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111658631215999017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111658631215999017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111658631215999017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/mummys-first-sms.html' title='Mummy&apos;s first SMS'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111657328391444680</id><published>2005-05-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T15:18:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Heineken friday</title><summary type='text'>What's been happening for the past few Fridays, and most likely tonight as well...10.15PM : Refreshing shower10.30PM : Drive to secret location to buy 6 cans of perfectly chilled Heineken for RM2010.32PM : Drive off to a pleasant peaceful nowhere... driving in circles..10.31PM : Drink 1st Heineken10.36PM : Drink 2nd Heineken and head to favourite fried chicken stall nearby home10.50PM : Arrive &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111657328391444680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111657328391444680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111657328391444680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111657328391444680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-another-heineken-friday_20.html' title='Just another Heineken friday'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111639459492145911</id><published>2005-05-18T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T13:36:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The uncertain smiler</title><summary type='text'>That would be me.I'm someone who hardly smiles. The only times I know I'll smile for sure is when something makes me really happy, or a funny joke, or of course, if I see some nut in the gym do something so stupid and cock himself up. That deserves a good laugh actually.I've been told lately, that I NEED TO START SMILING if I wanna meet new people. Dah la I have a perverted half-grin everytime I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111639459492145911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111639459492145911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111639459492145911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111639459492145911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/uncertain-smiler.html' title='The uncertain smiler'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111621331325651540</id><published>2005-05-16T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T11:15:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But not right now...</title><summary type='text'>Nickelback's Someday pretty  much reflects how I feel about things that are happening to me right now... I  honestly believe that she's the one for me... but not right now.   Does this count as being 'over' her?   **************************************   How the hell did we wind up like thisWhy  weren't we ableTo see the signs that we missedAnd try to turn the  tablesI wish you'd unclench your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111621331325651540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111621331325651540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111621331325651540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111621331325651540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/but-not-right-now.html' title='But not right now...'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111621295246180484</id><published>2005-05-16T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T19:38:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your eyes are smiling...</title><summary type='text'>Its been almost 10 months since my ex and I have separated. We dated for 6 years. Though I've seen her every now and then since the breakup, things were different, and I could tell from the beginning that it would never be the same again.For many months, there were awkward phone calls, uncomfortable sms', unreplied emails, and half-hearted smiles from the both of us. And then it happened... a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111621295246180484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111621295246180484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111621295246180484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111621295246180484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-your-eyes-are-smiling_16.html' title='When your eyes are smiling...'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111605145968805456</id><published>2005-05-14T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T14:17:39.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A REPLY TO : 50 things girls wish that guys would know</title><summary type='text'>Came across this bulletin post on Friendster...I now present to you an updated version, from a typical bastard guy's point of view:*no offense to womenkind out there. It's just a personal battle I'm fighting.1. Don't tell us when you think other girls are hot.Don't kill yourself. We dont tell you about the really hot ones.3. If you don't act like soap-opera guys, don't expect us to dress like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111605145968805456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111605145968805456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111605145968805456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111605145968805456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/reply-to-50-things-girls-wish-that.html' title='A REPLY TO : 50 things girls wish that guys would know'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111563057182274679</id><published>2005-05-09T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:22:51.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things NOT TO DO on a Sunday and a Monday</title><summary type='text'>1. Drink 5 cans Tiger Beer, 2 cans Carlsberg  Special Brew, 1 big btl Skol when you've got to work on Monday2. Halfway  through the above, realise that your car is kinda dirty and try to clean it at  8PM all dressed up in jeans and long-sleeved tshirt3. SMS your ex  girlfriend's very close friend and ask her if she's single4. Ask ex  girlfriend's close friend to miss call you when she's home and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111563057182274679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111563057182274679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111563057182274679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111563057182274679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/things-not-to-do-on-sunday-and-monday.html' title='Things NOT TO DO on a Sunday and a Monday'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111535931432443510</id><published>2005-05-06T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T14:12:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lean breasts</title><summary type='text'>What did I have for breakfast today? A turkey breast sandwhich.What did I have for lunch today? A turkey breast sandwich.Why did I eat the same thing for both breakfast and lunch?? Do you have a breast fetish?No.. cos it tasted really good and its healthy!Really? I want! Where did you buy it from?Too late, I finished it.. and I made it myself.Over the years, and especially when I'm dieting and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111535931432443510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111535931432443510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111535931432443510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111535931432443510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/lean-breasts.html' title='Lean breasts'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111525860851091949</id><published>2005-05-05T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:47:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EGO LIFTING at gyms today</title><summary type='text'>Was at the gym yesterday... observing people around me between my sets as I always do. Morons everywhere grunting and screaming, heaving weights they can barely carry. They never fail to amaze me. And this prompts today's post.Which is more important to you? Impressing the oversized bulls and hot petite girls in workout attire (sigh.... ) at the gym for 45 minutes a day with the amount of weight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111525860851091949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111525860851091949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111525860851091949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111525860851091949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/ego-lifting-at-gyms-today.html' title='EGO LIFTING at gyms today'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111517380533079104</id><published>2005-05-04T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:01:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs that kick you hard you in the ass</title><summary type='text'>*Edited on 14/9/2005 to include MP3 download links  You know the feeling you get when you watch a movie and the good guys are finally getting their revenge? The feeling of victory, revenge, good overcomes evil. Its that teeth-gnashing feeling you get when:1. Rambo finally gets his hands on that HUGE mother-of-a Machine Gun and pumps it away at the Soviet son-of-a-gun in the attack helicopter2. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111517380533079104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111517380533079104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111517380533079104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111517380533079104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/songs-that-kick-you-hard-you-in-ass.html' title='Songs that kick you hard you in the ass'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111442705293009460</id><published>2005-05-04T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:52:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weight loss journey begins!</title><summary type='text'>Got my GNC Total Lean via courier about 2 weeks ago. It was on offer and I managed to get a 2 month supply at about RM150. Its been awhile since I've seriously been on a diet and lost some serious fat.The past:About 6 yrs ago, I was about 85kg, with a waist of approx 36inches. I wasnt really THAT overweight as I'm tall.. but the problem with my body is that it deposits fat at all the wrong places</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111442705293009460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111442705293009460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111442705293009460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111442705293009460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-weight-loss-journey-begins.html' title='My weight loss journey begins!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111456864700150050</id><published>2005-04-27T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:24:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to lose up to 8kgs in a single workout</title><summary type='text'>So damn simple. I dunno why people bother with all those diet pills, meal replacements, tough diets...This is what you do:1. Get a membership/free trial at any Fitness First Gym in Malaysia2. Before you begin your workout, weigh yourself on the weighing scale in your locker room.3. Proceed with workout. (You dont need to exert yourself.. just a little slow walking on the treadmill would do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111456864700150050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111456864700150050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111456864700150050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111456864700150050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-to-lose-up-to-8kgs-in-single.html' title='How to lose up to 8kgs in a single workout'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111451222995413001</id><published>2005-04-26T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:43:49.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When did you first realise that she's worth it?</title><summary type='text'>When did you first realise that your lover was the 'one' you wanted to spend the rest of your life with? Some may say it was when you first set eyes on him/her, during your first kiss, after your first fight... the list could go on.As for me, I first realised that I wouldnt mind spending a lifetime with my partner when she woke me up from sleep by her teardrops falling on my cheek. As I opened my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111451222995413001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111451222995413001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111451222995413001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111451222995413001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-did-you-first-realise-that-shes.html' title='When did you first realise that she&apos;s worth it?'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111451262634540527</id><published>2005-04-24T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:50:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the MISSED CALL</title><summary type='text'>Went for lunch on Sunday with a friend.. and she has this admirer that keeps calling her every now and then. She wil 'layan' him la, but isnt really into him the same way he is into her, so therefore, sometimes when he calls, she wont answer so that he thinks she's away from her phone.Anyway, apparently he has this habit where whenever she doesnt answer for a few times in a row, he will then make</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111451262634540527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111451262634540527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111451262634540527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111451262634540527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-with-missed-call.html' title='The one with the MISSED CALL'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111407600281012707</id><published>2005-04-21T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T17:33:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto Detailing 101</title><summary type='text'>Extract from a post by DIRAVIdude. He's talking about the AUTOGLYM range of products (www.autoglym.co.uk).Great for those who wanna give Auto Detailing a go. Burns a hole in your pocket though. I've spent more than 200 buying these stuff. But anyway.. at least its more productive than buying a bottle of JD for RM280 and wasting the night away.These are just the basics. Come on people.. its time </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.autoworld.com.my/forum/summary.asp?summary=1&amp;forum=ap610511090&amp;page=1' title='Auto Detailing 101'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111407600281012707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111407600281012707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407600281012707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407600281012707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/auto-detailing-101.html' title='Auto Detailing 101'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111407533140777738</id><published>2005-04-21T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:39:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's clingier than clingwrap? Me!</title><summary type='text'>Being clingy in a relationship. What is it actually? What is there to draw a line between being clingy, and being there for your partner? A genuine interest and desire for simply tagging along with her, being part of her everyday life, being best friends with her best friends... how can it ever be wrong?Why is it sometimes acceptable behaviour and sometimes not?When the relationship is new, and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111407533140777738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111407533140777738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407533140777738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407533140777738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-clingier-than-clingwrap-me.html' title='What&apos;s clingier than clingwrap? Me!'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111263255703021269</id><published>2005-04-04T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T09:02:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness First Gym secrets &amp; facts - Part 1</title><summary type='text'>1. If you girls suddenly catch 1 guy checking you out... there are actually another 9 more u didnt catch.2. If you girls are wondering why nobody is checking you out when you walk around strutting your stuff... look again! - this time, not at the guys, but their reflections in the mirror. See them looking at you now?3. Watch this clip of the 2004 Malaysian Idol auditions. The guy with the yellow </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.fitnessfirst.com.my' title='Fitness First Gym secrets &amp; facts - Part 1'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111263255703021269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111263255703021269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111263255703021269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111263255703021269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/04/fitness-first-gym-secrets-facts-part-1.html' title='Fitness First Gym secrets &amp; facts - Part 1'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111235198905694367</id><published>2005-03-26T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:37:43.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new home for my thoughts starts with my new favourite song</title><summary type='text'>Home By Michael Bublé Another summer dayIs come and gone awayIn Paris and RomeBut I wanna go homeMaybe surrounded byA million people IStill feel all aloneI just wanna go homeOh I miss you, you knowAnd I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to youEach one a line or two"I’m fine baby, how are you?"Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enoughMy words were cold and flatAnd you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111235198905694367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111235198905694367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111235198905694367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111235198905694367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-home-for-my-thoughts-starts-with.html' title='A new home for my thoughts starts with my new favourite song'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11847139.post-111407317424659411</id><published>2005-02-14T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:46:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day blues 2005</title><summary type='text'>Love is so overrated.I walked pass Memory Lane in Sunway Pyramid last night. Reminded me of the times I used to follow my mom to the FISH MARKET. Come on people... try harder la. I bet you I could come up with something a hundred times more meaningful and romantic in the MPH next door. Anybody wanna bet?It was an amusing sight though in Pyramid last night... guys walking around with teddy bears </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/feeds/111407317424659411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11847139&amp;postID=111407317424659411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407317424659411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11847139/posts/default/111407317424659411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstchristmas.blogspot.com/2005/02/v-day-blues-2005.html' title='V-day blues 2005'/><author><name>thefirstChristmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994834922222935832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://img270.echo.cx/img270/9823/10030954ru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
