<?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-34073360</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:46:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAINTS AND SINNERS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7433364377389254573</id><published>2008-04-08T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:07:20.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE MOVEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://taintedsins.spaces.live.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7433364377389254573?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7433364377389254573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7433364377389254573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BABY POHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6178770272965778395?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6178770272965778395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6178770272965778395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6178770272965778395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6178770272965778395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2008/03/new.html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos make a man&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me&lt;br /&gt;tattoos are a way of telling your life's story&lt;br /&gt;or so i think it is&lt;br /&gt;meet my latest addition to my tattoo family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7320800546019249335?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7320800546019249335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7320800546019249335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7320800546019249335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7320800546019249335'/><link rel='alternate' 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Little mama,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you're a stunner&lt;br /&gt;Hot..little figure,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're a winner&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;You're a class all your own&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, little cutie&lt;br /&gt;When..you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I swear..the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo, (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4556438221483387160?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/4556438221483387160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=4556438221483387160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4556438221483387160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4556438221483387160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2008/02/with-you.html' title='with you'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5032973716401762914</id><published>2008-02-12T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:59:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BLAME GAME</title><content type='html'>All the world is looking at hong kong right now&lt;br /&gt;Some claim this to be the scandal of ASIA&lt;br /&gt;of epic proportions ! Slightly lesser than that of Paris' one night in her.&lt;br /&gt;But hey.....&lt;br /&gt;we forget....&lt;br /&gt;Our asian stars are ARE human too&lt;br /&gt;So what they are cast into the spot light&lt;br /&gt;be it on or off screen&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE STILL HUMAN&lt;br /&gt;prone to error&lt;br /&gt;I mean whats wrong with taking pictures?&lt;br /&gt;we all do&lt;br /&gt;and whats wrong about taking nudes?&lt;br /&gt;or even IN THE ACTs?&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me none of you out there has never ever had the urge to?&lt;br /&gt;the what the hell are porno sites for?&lt;br /&gt;How many of us in our teenaged days wished for some starlet to just&lt;br /&gt;be the ultimate object of our desires&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean we all wished pamala anderson would strip&lt;br /&gt;and she gave us more than that right?&lt;br /&gt;so what right do we have to point the blame at mr ed is on right now?&lt;br /&gt;From what i can see he's got his fucking game on!&lt;br /&gt;and of gillian is it&gt; &lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with her being caught in the nude?&lt;br /&gt;i hear stories about girls abandoning her as their idol&lt;br /&gt;saying stuff like they dont want this kinda of idol&lt;br /&gt;hey im saying wake the fuck up !&lt;br /&gt;your just pissed coz she got to do ed and you didnt.&lt;br /&gt;hell thats not a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt;id go brokeback for ed..... &lt;br /&gt;well not really la but hes a good looking guy no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5032973716401762914?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5032973716401762914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5032973716401762914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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well&lt;br /&gt;awoke to the sounds of a lingering nightmare&lt;br /&gt;one that involves me with a very evil looking syringe &lt;br /&gt;which was filled with this very pure cocaine &lt;br /&gt;i could feel the needle stabbing at my poor thin skin &lt;br /&gt;trying to pierce into my veins and unload its contents into me&lt;br /&gt;vile toxic sweet heaven &lt;br /&gt;i can still feel its taint&lt;br /&gt;though nothing but a dream&lt;br /&gt;it lingers ...&lt;br /&gt;holding me like a lost lover&lt;br /&gt;i still feel its grasps on my heart&lt;br /&gt;In my dream i remember looking at my arm&lt;br /&gt;at who was the one doing this to me&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;i stabbed into my arm&lt;br /&gt;i murdered myself&lt;br /&gt;the poison seeping through my veins&lt;br /&gt;sentencing me to my own death&lt;br /&gt;after so long &lt;br /&gt;after being so free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i awoke to the sound of my own breathing&lt;br /&gt;the beating of my heart against the silence of my dark room&lt;br /&gt;ALONE at home&lt;br /&gt;alone as i have always been&lt;br /&gt;in my dark thoughts&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was over this&lt;br /&gt;yet it haunts me&lt;br /&gt;the last time these dreams came&lt;br /&gt;was when i was locked up&lt;br /&gt;only recently separated from my precious drugs&lt;br /&gt;cold turkey brought about these night mares of addiction&lt;br /&gt;and now why are they back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stress of chinese new year ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............the past is slain&lt;br /&gt;please let it be so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6098795912967329255?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6098795912967329255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>NEED</title><content type='html'>NEED &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a bad person&lt;br /&gt;i mean it really&lt;br /&gt;i am not rock solid evil&lt;br /&gt;neither am i a good person&lt;br /&gt;a few of my ex girlfriends classify me as &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"THE ONE I (they) MEET BEFORE &lt;u&gt;THE ONE&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a strange way &lt;br /&gt;i somehow feel that this is very true&lt;br /&gt;looking back&lt;br /&gt;i see that i am NOT SENSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;i am also not really a person who wears his heart on his sleeves&lt;br /&gt;i am not one to really remember the detail of things&lt;br /&gt;you can say that i am quite selfish&lt;br /&gt;JUST THE TYPICAL GUY if you ask anyone around &lt;br /&gt;But now times have changed&lt;br /&gt;and i am a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;guys now are more good looking&lt;br /&gt;going for the metrosexual look while i am still stuck with my fuck care appearance&lt;br /&gt;the SNAG has killed everything for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this girl &lt;br /&gt;and shes the one &lt;br /&gt;i do everything i can&lt;br /&gt;at least to the extent that i can&lt;br /&gt;sometimes more sometimes less&lt;br /&gt;but still it does not seem to be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle against myself to be a better person&lt;br /&gt;but at times i just feel like giving up totally&lt;br /&gt;i never seem to be any good at anything&lt;br /&gt;call it low self-esteem call it whatever &lt;br /&gt;for all i know i could be the biggest TURD is history&lt;br /&gt;but i do try hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see i got this girl and she is the world to me&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant seem to make her smile anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi there im 24 this year and i dont have shit to my name&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have this rep about me. &lt;br /&gt;but what can rep do? can it feed me ? cloth me ?&lt;br /&gt;can it help me support my future family&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have acheived in this 24 years is the name "Pui Leng"&lt;br /&gt;a dragon at heart but a useless one perhaps&lt;br /&gt;am i to walk this path forever&lt;br /&gt;cant i do more &lt;br /&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6739528766098273737?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6739528766098273737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6739528766098273737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6739528766098273737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6739528766098273737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2008/02/need.html' title='NEED'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5605152329221547671</id><published>2008-02-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:42:22.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>CNY BLUES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again our hero ben is in the midst of yet another family holiday&lt;br /&gt;he feels surrounded by the bright lights and warmth of family and friends&lt;br /&gt;yet strangely he feels untouched by the infectious warmth&lt;br /&gt;unknown to all he still feels somehow alone in his dark plight&lt;br /&gt;unable to hold back his feelings of dispise of his lack of accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words that he keeps back &lt;br /&gt;fighting to find a reason for his existance he slays his remaining self-worth&lt;br /&gt;scaring himself with the greives of a previous life&lt;br /&gt;tormented by his past actions he wails in despair&lt;br /&gt;only to hope for a gentle saviour&lt;br /&gt;not in the form of a dove or that everlasting omni-potent holy ghost&lt;br /&gt;nay but in the form of a kind human&lt;br /&gt;a gentle one who graces his battle weary heart&lt;br /&gt;one who gives him peace &lt;br /&gt;one who gives him warmth&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of his struggles&lt;br /&gt;he looks up into the heavens (or in this case to his side)&lt;br /&gt;and he realizes that that one being is with him&lt;br /&gt;and everything is better &lt;br /&gt;everything is healed and forgiven&lt;br /&gt;ready to start a new year &lt;br /&gt;with newer battles to be fought&lt;br /&gt;he lays his hands in the hands of his love&lt;br /&gt;he rest his soul in her gentle beautiful eye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POHLIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5605152329221547671?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5605152329221547671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5605152329221547671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5605152329221547671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5605152329221547671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-759191243353576878</id><published>2008-01-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:47:55.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OF MOHAWKS AND SUCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OF MOHAWKS AND SUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The views on this particular hair trend is really really ...well two sided.&lt;br /&gt;And not in a mild way. &lt;br /&gt;people either hate it ... and in a way that is absolute ... or love it&lt;br /&gt;as it totally worship it.&lt;br /&gt;(i know that sounded a little sacriligious coming from a christian.)&lt;br /&gt;I found out first handed that there are not many people who appreciate this hair trend.&lt;br /&gt;I for one have always wanted one.&lt;br /&gt;to the point that i always kinda cut my hair to the absolute nearest possible lenght without actually going over the line.(thats coz i still am under some sort of supervision from our very kind goverment.)&lt;br /&gt;But like i said i have always pushed the limit as far as i could go without breaking the rules.&lt;br /&gt;However i have never indulged myself in the trend totally.&lt;br /&gt;You know i am not one to just follow trends and fashion blindly. I go with what my heart tells me. I KNOW WHO I AM , unlike someothers who just blindly follow. I also know that when i finish my schooling i will never get to cut this particular hairstyle .... well not unless i am a top dog professional.... &lt;br /&gt;there for sometime this week..... i went ahead and did it....&lt;br /&gt;i went on ahead and slashed off my hair for a mohawk! and god did it feel good&lt;br /&gt;it was a climax of sorts. I mean there i was waiting since before i went into the army in 2001 all the way till now 2008..... that was one hell of a foreplay...&lt;br /&gt;and trust me this climax was well worth the wait for...&lt;br /&gt;Though my family told me off and there was a fight or two involved... i still think that it was well worth the trouble.... i know i sound like a fucking brat not but im not usually like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONWARDS WITH LIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos will be up soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next trend...... SKIN... or as close to skin as i can get... (once again thanks to the wonderful goverment that we have) CHEERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-759191243353576878?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/759191243353576878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=759191243353576878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/759191243353576878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/759191243353576878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-mohawks-and-such.html' title='OF MOHAWKS AND SUCH'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7128458170864823938</id><published>2008-01-20T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:42:44.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL CRIED OUT</title><content type='html'>I HATE BEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7128458170864823938?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7128458170864823938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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DARKNESS</title><content type='html'>IN THE EVENT OF DARKNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timely whispers of sinister deaths&lt;br /&gt;as men wallow in shadowy dares&lt;br /&gt;a demon lurks beneath his skin&lt;br /&gt;not one but many in kin&lt;br /&gt;with words spoken one often finds&lt;br /&gt;more reason to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;a history of broken minds&lt;br /&gt;half-filled promises&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday's life&lt;br /&gt;the sin is nothing without the crime&lt;br /&gt;a jaded soul with nothing to fight&lt;br /&gt;a lost ruler without his throne&lt;br /&gt;like death without his hatchet &lt;br /&gt;or a lark without its song&lt;br /&gt;an empty shell &lt;br /&gt;a broken flask&lt;br /&gt;a song written&lt;br /&gt;but still without a tune&lt;br /&gt;a sad horror&lt;br /&gt;that is one's life&lt;br /&gt;with nothing more&lt;br /&gt;nothing less&lt;br /&gt;and end &lt;br /&gt;to one's painful flame&lt;br /&gt;snuffed before it ever became&lt;br /&gt;as light fades and darkness comes&lt;br /&gt;prepare for the final fight&lt;br /&gt;where nothing matters &lt;br /&gt;no one cares&lt;br /&gt;where you falter&lt;br /&gt;and fall &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;none will even stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash woes bring down even the tallest of men&lt;br /&gt;what more me?&lt;br /&gt;This Xmas season brings me no more luck nor cash&lt;br /&gt;then the last one did&lt;br /&gt;here i am working my ass off only to fuck up everything&lt;br /&gt;by spending too much money&lt;br /&gt;haha Just dont know where it all goes&lt;br /&gt;however &lt;br /&gt;i do have a plan&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can make good&lt;br /&gt;i know i have to in order to win back the trust of my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persecution is natural to everyone who wants something so bad&lt;br /&gt;the future is not looking so bright right now because of the &lt;br /&gt;persecution that i face&lt;br /&gt;but i have to go on &lt;br /&gt;strive for the results that i so desire&lt;br /&gt;i have it coming i can feel it my time is at hand&lt;br /&gt;strive on i keep telling myself....&lt;br /&gt;and i WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is fun&lt;br /&gt;being that POH and RINA joined.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say that i will be taking a 2 month break from divan &lt;br /&gt;in order to focus on my studies and at the same time try to&lt;br /&gt;learn the ropes from my mother&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can handle the stress and continue to work&lt;br /&gt;at divan for the next few years&lt;br /&gt;i have a newer responsibility now&lt;br /&gt;i am currently in charge of the scheduling and looking after&lt;br /&gt;all the part timers in divan who is under the biz trading agency&lt;br /&gt;well not that the pay is high, &lt;br /&gt;its just 8 bucks an hour...&lt;br /&gt;its just that the added responsibility makes me feel good&lt;br /&gt;like i have accomplished something....&lt;br /&gt;i feel.............. contented now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE POH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-8330568689813647526?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/8330568689813647526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=8330568689813647526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8330568689813647526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8330568689813647526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-event-of-darkness.html' title='IN THE EVENT OF DARKNESS'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6923470008522711264</id><published>2007-12-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:28:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck and a motherfucker</title><content type='html'>THE EVIL THAT ROTS ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been coming along just fine this holidays&lt;br /&gt;been feeling terrible since incident pasir ris happened.&lt;br /&gt;my backs hurting like a mother fucker and a slut together.&lt;br /&gt;and well nothings going right at work but still i manage to cope like the burning mother &lt;br /&gt;fucker that refuses to die.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my french for i am really not in much of a mood to write anyway else&lt;br /&gt;DIVAN is really becoming a CHORE to me now.&lt;br /&gt;sure kenneth has made me a in charge of sorts &lt;br /&gt;not that i dont welcome the responsibility and all that&lt;br /&gt;but its not that i dont want it its that it comes at a rather fucked up time&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IVAN IS NOT HERE&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know that different people have different styles of working&lt;br /&gt;but this new guy ..... he dosent!&lt;br /&gt;not meaning he copies IVAN &lt;br /&gt;no he just dosent do anything at all and acts like he does...&lt;br /&gt;i mean like what the fuck and a mother fucker right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to meet baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thirst for blood....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3718774610049793545</id><published>2007-11-25T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T07:26:57.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USELESS</title><content type='html'>USELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel so ...... well you know what i am trying to get at&lt;br /&gt;All the others that are around my age are already established in their chosen &lt;br /&gt;field or so by now and how about me.&lt;br /&gt;i sit here typing this after a night at work.&lt;br /&gt;i just got home after work.&lt;br /&gt;working for somebody else&lt;br /&gt;and not myself.&lt;br /&gt;this is not how i imagined myself to be&lt;br /&gt;i mean there is some form of pride when i figure out that i have somehow or another&lt;br /&gt;entrusted with the trust of my employers&lt;br /&gt;but theres some stuff that keeps me down&lt;br /&gt;i just cant seem to control my life at all!&lt;br /&gt;my school work is lagging&lt;br /&gt;and now that the holidays are here&lt;br /&gt;i have to work for my mother who has so nicely paved a new position for me at her company&lt;br /&gt;and i so highly doubt that i can carry this position at all.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a failure !&lt;br /&gt;IVAN and KELVIN are almost my age and they are both so well off in terms of maturity and well....... more than that.&lt;br /&gt;IVAN is his own boss with a company that knows not boundries....&lt;br /&gt;KELVIN is the overall manager of a cigar outlet....&lt;br /&gt;BEAT THAT BEN!&lt;br /&gt;I mean i know that somewhere inside myself i too can do what they have done&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i always seem to have let myself down&lt;br /&gt;am i really that useless?&lt;br /&gt;and coming to the money issue&lt;br /&gt;it just seems to slip right by me !&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where it goes but it DOES GO&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;i have few.&lt;br /&gt;good friends ....LESSER&lt;br /&gt;but now at DIVAN i have really gathered a treasure load of friends with connections &lt;br /&gt;for my projects.&lt;br /&gt;GOD MUST BE BLESSING ME&lt;br /&gt;and yet why does he still make me so weak or is it just another test without and answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3718774610049793545?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3718774610049793545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3718774610049793545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3718774610049793545'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY theres someone killing someone right next door&lt;br /&gt;BUT we'll just catch the guy smoking in our compound."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there i was with my trusty side kick for the day SUPER NICK&lt;br /&gt;and we're just hanging there waiting for a distress signal or something.&lt;br /&gt;You know thing about studying in town, theres always a criminal waiting&lt;br /&gt;for a chance to do something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and SUPER NICK we chilling waiting for a sign&lt;br /&gt;and as we were chilling,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to do something productive with our time&lt;br /&gt;we thought that we'd give our super self-healing powers &lt;br /&gt;a test out,&lt;br /&gt;and so we gallently place our lungs under stress by breathing in toxic&lt;br /&gt;fumes through our mouths down into our lungs&lt;br /&gt;things were going just as we planed them&lt;br /&gt;our lungs were taking the stress just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also chatted with KIn and his VCO as we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN OUT OF NOWHERE came &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECURI-MATT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were caught unawares!&lt;br /&gt;and he whipped out his SECURI-AUTHORITY (Power dosent do shit 5 feet outside the grounds of school)&lt;br /&gt;and he just managed to hit us with a glancing blow due to his &lt;br /&gt;surprise attack&lt;br /&gt;we got our super hero passes stolen by him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which SUPER NICK and i decided FUCK this area &lt;br /&gt;every one can just get robbed and report to the SECURI-MATT &lt;br /&gt;for all we fucking care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following which we returned to our cave....&lt;br /&gt;THE COM-CAVE&lt;br /&gt;to finish up the rest of our anti-criminal activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what of the SECURI-MATT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He over strained himself catching SUPER NICK and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore he went back to his cave to sleep&lt;br /&gt;like all SECURI's are so good for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6051081423318315667?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6051081423318315667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6051081423318315667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6051081423318315667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6051081423318315667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/11/guard-troubles.html' title='GUARD TROUBLES'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7376240163003675962</id><published>2007-11-14T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T02:46:18.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST WOKE UP</title><content type='html'>ROAAAAARRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just fucking woke up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - 49 fucking AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOTTA GET TO SCHOOL LATER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep lays it's claim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the phone with babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just told her im blogging &lt;br /&gt;and she's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" BLOGGING!  &lt;B&gt;&lt;font size = "20" &gt;BLOGGING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO KETTLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kettle's gotta go court.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security guards in school are getting on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dreamt of them though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searching for me in an endless maze of classrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their search continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR LA DEIIIIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;or as rina says "TOMORROW?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i shall  conquer the world&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i shall scale the everest that is my home work&lt;br /&gt;i shall scale it's heights and bungee jump from it's summit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size ="15"&gt;REST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7376240163003675962?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7376240163003675962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7376240163003675962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7376240163003675962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7376240163003675962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-woke-up.html' title='I JUST WOKE UP'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6195021794308755206</id><published>2007-11-11T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:04:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KNEEL DOWN AND BEG LIKE THE PUSSY YOU ARE</title><content type='html'>KNEEL DOWN AND BEG LIKE THE PUSSY YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls will be girls &lt;br /&gt;a simple problem is just that right?&lt;br /&gt;I mean if you wanna settle things then do it your way.&lt;br /&gt;If you are afraid of a backlash then dont piss people off with your stupid comments&lt;br /&gt;or whatever... &lt;br /&gt;Gladis is it?&lt;br /&gt;Or what ever the fuck you call yourself.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SUCK A FUCKING PUSSY LUH&lt;br /&gt;how can you call yourself a bung?&lt;br /&gt;BUNG SAI more likely.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAVE GOT SOME PROBLEM WITH NICK SETTLE IT YOURSELF LUH&lt;br /&gt;why the fuck do you involve others?&lt;br /&gt;YOU AFRAID? &lt;br /&gt;THEN DONT FUCKING PISS PEOPLE OFF WITH YOUR ATTITUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story here is that this funny BUNG ( butches) &lt;br /&gt;had a problem or something with MR NICK&lt;br /&gt;and she called guys down to help her.&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK called me then to come to her aid.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached the guys had left &lt;br /&gt;I assumed that they knew better than to get themselves involved in a girls matter.&lt;br /&gt;There for i took my baby and left to meet KETTLE and her friend JO&lt;br /&gt;Not before telling MR NICK that she owed me a bottle of martel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met KETTLE Lido and Bussed with her to PS&lt;br /&gt;walked to THE CATHAY where we were interrupted by a call from MR NICK&lt;br /&gt;the guys were back.&lt;br /&gt;They were shouting and yelling like gangsters at her and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;Challenging them to a fight or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fearing the worst jumped into a cab with POH KETTLE AND JO&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to far east.&lt;br /&gt;on the way i called KIN (MR KIN will post about him soon)&lt;br /&gt;Kin called nick and got to talk to the mother fuckers who threatened NICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached &lt;br /&gt;They were already walking out of the carpark like they owned the night.&lt;br /&gt;So full of their self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;MOtherfuckers must not have seen me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up and fucked them straight out. &lt;br /&gt;Totally fucked them like the piss worthy mother fucking bitch slapping sons of bitches they were&lt;br /&gt;asked them what the matter way and why they were threatening my friends for &lt;br /&gt;they said that my friends surrounded their friend 10 to 1 and they were not happy&lt;br /&gt;i asked who challenged the GIRLS to a fight.&lt;br /&gt;The fat fuck said that it was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them ok the girls surround your friend 10 to one &lt;br /&gt;i take u guys on &lt;br /&gt;since you want to fight&lt;br /&gt;3 of u against one of me&lt;br /&gt;5 to 10 i also dont mind coz im a guy &lt;br /&gt;they said dont wanna fight.&lt;br /&gt;i say dont be pussy la &lt;br /&gt;just now challenge girls when a guy come down your cock all drop ?&lt;br /&gt;the middle guy say that its his fault coz he never control his friends properly&lt;br /&gt;he asked me what i wanted to settle this&lt;br /&gt;i told him what i want you can give?&lt;br /&gt;he told me that they never even touched the girls&lt;br /&gt;but someone named MR NICK told me that they (the fat fuck) flicked a cigarette at a girl&lt;br /&gt;so i demanded that the fat fucker kneel down and say sorry to that girl&lt;br /&gt;they said dont want&lt;br /&gt;i said ok la&lt;br /&gt;i beat any one of u till im happy&lt;br /&gt;the middle guy said ok beat me&lt;br /&gt;im like WOW WHAT A FUCKING GOOD FRIEND.......&lt;br /&gt;so there and then i decided that i would not lay a finger on them especially that friend!&lt;br /&gt;i told them that i dont want&lt;br /&gt;i want his fat friend to beat him till i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;just when  his friend was about to agree i told him no i dont want&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FAT FUCKER WAS ABOUT TO BEAT HIS OWN FRIEND FOR HIS MISTAKE?&lt;br /&gt;fuck that wont happen while im on watch....&lt;br /&gt;the little guy beside these two was really getting on my nerves challenging me with every word i said&lt;br /&gt;i just told them that now this was only the girls matter that i was settling &lt;br /&gt;if he pissed me off some more i would take it personally &lt;br /&gt;and that time i would not be so merciful&lt;br /&gt;that small motherfucker shut his mouth immediately lol&lt;br /&gt;so finally after much talk the fat fuck kneeled down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON TO BE LEARNT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CANT WALK THE WALK THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP WITH THE TALK.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6195021794308755206?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6195021794308755206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6195021794308755206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6195021794308755206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6195021794308755206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/11/kneel-down-and-beg-like-pussy-you-are.html' title='KNEEL DOWN AND BEG LIKE THE PUSSY YOU ARE'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5619296336217234571</id><published>2007-11-01T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:47:04.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Face Down lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             you know you drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;One walk puts the rhythm in my head.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;b&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with make up in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You cry alone&lt;/b&gt; and then he swears &lt;s&gt;he loves you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around? &lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground? &lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;b&gt;your lies crumble down&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;a new life she has found.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every action in this world bear a consequence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you wait around forever you will surely drown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say you're right again, &lt;br /&gt;Say you're right again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Heed my lecture.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = "30"&gt;Do you feel like a man ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = "10"&gt;One day she will tell you that she had &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size ="30"&gt;enough&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5619296336217234571?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5619296336217234571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5619296336217234571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5619296336217234571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5619296336217234571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/11/red-jumpsuit-apparatus-face-down-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-308824519317744867</id><published>2007-10-28T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:10:12.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW READERS</title><content type='html'>Im glad my penning has found new readers&lt;br /&gt;now i can spread my corrupt thoughts to many...&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;br /&gt;WELCOME FANNIE AND MUI MUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little on our new additions to my tainted world&lt;br /&gt;MUI MUI is my sis who calls me her sis&lt;br /&gt;twisted eh?&lt;br /&gt;But its ok.... all in the name of good clean fun&lt;br /&gt;through the months (less than 4 ) that i have known her&lt;br /&gt;she is really becoming a great friend&lt;br /&gt;like that of an arm....&lt;br /&gt;part of the body that i am&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i cant imagine what i'd do at work without her&lt;br /&gt;SHE HAS TO PROTECT ME FROM THE ADVANCEMENTS FROM CUSTOMERS&lt;br /&gt;as will i when the AMK (ang moh ***s) come....&lt;br /&gt;(the above is not directed at all foreigners but at a specific few..... JUST IN CASE SOME MOTHER F***ERS|&lt;br /&gt;wants to sue me for discrimination.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANNIE is a fun girl to chill with too...&lt;br /&gt;though i dont get to work with her often &lt;br /&gt;but when we do its all good too&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes too good...&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i feel that i am being transformed into&lt;br /&gt;a CHICK...&lt;br /&gt;all this talk of shopping make-ups and japanese bread&lt;br /&gt;makes me uncomfortable....&lt;br /&gt;lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESS LEFT EARLY LAST NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant blame her la&lt;br /&gt;she was totally not in the mood....&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... hope she feels better now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-308824519317744867?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1609046648877639630</id><published>2007-10-22T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:12:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR NICK</title><content type='html'>MR NICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An introduction to my good friend mr NICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick as you can see is mostly a guy's name&lt;br /&gt;however this nick&lt;br /&gt;this nick is slightly weird&lt;br /&gt;dare i say queer&lt;br /&gt;in other countries MR NICK would be considered or classified&lt;br /&gt;as a fruit&lt;br /&gt;well Mr NICK if were to be considered a fruit would be&lt;br /&gt;the most FRUITTY OF FRUITS...&lt;br /&gt;a pungent DURIAN perhaps&lt;br /&gt;or even a DRAGON FRUIT of the purple kind...&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps a MANGOSTEEN.... &lt;br /&gt;something that is so purple that it taints....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK &lt;br /&gt;came not from lasalle at first&lt;br /&gt;but thats not his fault...&lt;br /&gt;we all have bad points so dont hate people dont hate&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK as very much like me&lt;br /&gt;a GHOST in class&lt;br /&gt;drifting in and out as and when the need arises&lt;br /&gt;but fear not &lt;br /&gt;MR NICK does his work&lt;br /&gt;well at least he tries very much&lt;br /&gt;and so do i &lt;br /&gt;at least i do try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK is very much a good friend&lt;br /&gt;a good friend of my girlfriend's sister&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK is also a funny friend&lt;br /&gt;one who is QUITE WELL KNOWN IN HIS OWN CIRCLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after saying so much.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK IS EVERYTHING NICE &lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE SAID ABOUT HIS IS TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MR NICK IS NO MAN.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S NOT EVEN HALF A MAN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR NICK...... is WOMAN....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1609046648877639630?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1609046648877639630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1609046648877639630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1609046648877639630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1609046648877639630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/mr-nick.html' title='MR NICK'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5025613261736334854</id><published>2007-10-21T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:20:02.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTITY</title><content type='html'>ENTITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a god&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder how can he be proud of us when all&lt;br /&gt;we touch we taint with our sinful hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bible Jesus chased out the mother F**Kers from&lt;br /&gt;the temple&lt;br /&gt;they had turned it into a fun fair for sin&lt;br /&gt;selling and buying sex services &lt;br /&gt;money trading&lt;br /&gt;ect....&lt;br /&gt;he said they have desecrated my fathers house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is how i felt yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always described myself as a stand alone christian&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt the need to go to church&lt;br /&gt;none at all because theres no point in singapore&lt;br /&gt;well not that there is no point&lt;br /&gt;but little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always enjoyed church in prison&lt;br /&gt;there is not one single time that i have missed it&lt;br /&gt;i love the songs the message&lt;br /&gt;in short i love everything that christianity SHOULD stand for&lt;br /&gt;but not what it has become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me i supposed&lt;br /&gt;christianity has become tainted&lt;br /&gt;a rich man's religion&lt;br /&gt;a sorta status&lt;br /&gt;"oh my so bloody rich god has blessed me i shall attend church"&lt;br /&gt;but when prayer does not work when things go bust...&lt;br /&gt;"oh where is god?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to the topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night had all the makings of a POWER sermon&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was right&lt;br /&gt;we came in settled down to a beautiful selection of songs&lt;br /&gt;went through that&lt;br /&gt;straight into an interview with an M.S syndorme victim&lt;br /&gt;then dove right into a play about how god changes lives...&lt;br /&gt;all had me almost to tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the replacement pastor came on and preached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A FUCKING TURN OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard the words "corprate industry" about 30 times through the sermon&lt;br /&gt;i heard "industrial market place" a few times lesser&lt;br /&gt;"play by the strengths of our companies"&lt;br /&gt;"financial aid"&lt;br /&gt;i could just go on and on and on....&lt;br /&gt;what has church become?&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know that a church matures&lt;br /&gt;but this?&lt;br /&gt;a wall street church?&lt;br /&gt;taking a different approach?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about we talk about trading stock the godly way?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not get lectures on how to donate stocks?&lt;br /&gt;ARE U A CHURCH OR BLOODY WALL STREET TRADERS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAS MY FATHER'S HOUSE BECOME CITY HARVEST&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL THIS SACRILLAGE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5025613261736334854?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5025613261736334854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5025613261736334854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5025613261736334854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5025613261736334854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/entity.html' title='ENTITY'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3420946471458253176</id><published>2007-10-15T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:23:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACTUALLY......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just me thinking of how depressed i used to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i got to be depressed about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure things still dont always go my way...&lt;br /&gt;BUT life is definately worth living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back at those days that i depended on a needle in my arm&lt;br /&gt;to give me the strength to live another day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity that person that i was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have so many things to live for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not my next high....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3420946471458253176?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3420946471458253176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3420946471458253176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3420946471458253176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3420946471458253176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3400720305470109289</id><published>2007-10-15T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:19:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LETS TAKE IT OLD SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT MY LIFE IN TO PIECES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY LAST RESORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUFFOCATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO BREATHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT GIVE A FUCK IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD IT BE WRONG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD IT BE RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I TOOK MY LIFE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANCES ARE THAT I MIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUTILATION OUT OF SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CONTEMPLATED SUICIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM LOSING MY SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSING MY MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH SOMEBODY COULD TELL ME IM FINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSING MY SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSING MY MIND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH SOME BODY COULD TELL ME IM FINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHINGS ALRIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING IS FINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM RUNNING AND IM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CRYING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CRYING&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CRYING&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3400720305470109289?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3400720305470109289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>DIVAN</title><content type='html'>DIVAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS today.... or rather tonight...&lt;br /&gt;was not really in the mood as baby was not there.&lt;br /&gt;whats clubbing when your shorty aint there to bump and gring againts you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess was the star of today's bash...&lt;br /&gt;thought i did help her avoid nagol 's advances.....&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL I GOT LICKED.... or rather my dragon got licked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETHOL DETHOL DETHOL&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had acid id burn it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M had a few comments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own life and my own laws to live....&lt;br /&gt;i am not held back by tradition though i do respect it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess JEss JESs JESS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU OWE ME BIG BIG,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size 20&gt;BIG&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size 1000&gt;I MISS MY BABY.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-8833310863507429810?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/8833310863507429810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=8833310863507429810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8833310863507429810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8833310863507429810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/divan.html' title='DIVAN'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-4110715233795747359</id><published>2007-10-06T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T16:08:33.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD SHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=288695"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=288695" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4110715233795747359?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/4110715233795747359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=4110715233795747359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4110715233795747359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4110715233795747359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/gold-shit.html' title='GOLD SHIT'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7590046603690809155</id><published>2007-10-06T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T15:46:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST SOMETHING FUCKED ABOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" size= "5" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST SOMETHING FUCKED ABOUT YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something in the air &lt;br /&gt;a certain wiff of mutiny dont you think&lt;br /&gt;where a friend can fuck everything up by his selfish needs&lt;br /&gt;cant believe things went this wrong&lt;br /&gt;i should not even have helped him get the girl&lt;br /&gt;CHECK Rina's blog its all there&lt;br /&gt;actually if all our friends had blogs this would be in every one of them&lt;br /&gt;i feel cheated &lt;br /&gt;cheated that i thought he was my friend&lt;br /&gt;but in the end he turns out to be a childish prick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"I WAS JUST PLAYING WITH HER"  Which was translated from the &lt;br /&gt;chinese words "wo zhi shi gen ta wan wan de"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do these words mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i know that you and her were close before &lt;br /&gt;until the point that you were almost together ..... &lt;br /&gt;but good thing she saw what all others before her had seen...&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE JUST A MAMA'S BOY LIVING ON YOUR MAMA'S GOOD WILL&lt;br /&gt;and forever that you will be&lt;br /&gt;you might be richer than us now and in the future&lt;br /&gt;but you will never know what it was like growing up on your own&lt;br /&gt;your work will look good&lt;br /&gt;but thats coz you spend every hour that you are free (which is almost all the time )&lt;br /&gt;doing it UNLIKE THE REST OF US WHO HAVE TO WORK AND WORRY ABOUT OUR NEXT PENNY&lt;br /&gt;there for your work will be completed but lack depth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL WHAT I WANNA SAY IS A BIG FUCK YOU ALAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there go call the police i said it out motherfucking loud....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;YOU CAN AND SHOULD CONSIDER THIS A FLAME&lt;/B&gt; fucker....&lt;br /&gt;Now be a good pussy and call the COPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size ="10" color ="red"&gt;NALA=&lt;s&gt;MAN&lt;/s&gt;WOMAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7590046603690809155?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7590046603690809155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7590046603690809155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7590046603690809155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7590046603690809155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-something-fucked-about-you.html' title='JUST SOMETHING FUCKED ABOUT YOU'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-123670596150570403</id><published>2007-09-30T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:30:50.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SACRIFICIAL LAMB</title><content type='html'>SACRIFICIAL LAMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you they would move the earth the mountains the seas and the skies&lt;br /&gt;for me they'd not as much as whisper their tears beneath their smiles&lt;br /&gt;to you they're worth more than metal silver and gold&lt;br /&gt;to me they're nothing but rust on decomposed iron ore&lt;br /&gt;the world is never enough for the apple&lt;br /&gt;but what of the thorn&lt;br /&gt;is it not part of the plant &lt;br /&gt;forgotten forlorn &lt;br /&gt;forever seeking the light that it lost&lt;br /&gt;uncomprehending the situation its in&lt;br /&gt;aimlessly drifting winding its way&lt;br /&gt;envious of the fruit&lt;br /&gt;oh how people marvel at its sweetness its beauty&lt;br /&gt;when they hardly ever noticed the thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing these lines of woe upon my soul&lt;br /&gt;heart to hand tears to eyes&lt;br /&gt;my sadness my songs&lt;br /&gt;i compose the melody that is my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything that i could get &lt;br /&gt;i was instructed to GIVE everything to you&lt;br /&gt;YOU get EVERYTHING and i get none&lt;br /&gt;CARE CONCERN&lt;br /&gt;you seem to have a position over me&lt;br /&gt;everything is about youYOU YOOU YOU&lt;br /&gt;your decisions carry weight mine is just air &lt;br /&gt;your needs and wants over shadow mine&lt;br /&gt;SEEMS to be your the child and im the crow&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its always been this way&lt;br /&gt;just that i could never see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once only the womb treated u this way&lt;br /&gt;now it seems that both are equally the same in views&lt;br /&gt;seems like i am the odd one out in this alr broken family&lt;br /&gt;cut the tree at its roots&lt;br /&gt;i care not&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave &lt;br /&gt;depend and love only those who care and love for me&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-123670596150570403?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/123670596150570403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=123670596150570403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/123670596150570403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/123670596150570403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/09/sacrificial-lamb.html' title='SACRIFICIAL LAMB'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2386479606445489932</id><published>2007-09-29T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T03:35:52.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FUCKING GREATER VIEW</title><content type='html'>THE FUCKING GREATER VIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say ive been shit busy&lt;br /&gt;schools almost out for this semester but still another 3 more to go before this years out&lt;br /&gt;school works been though but im confident i'll have everything done and ready for &lt;br /&gt;submission by the end of project week&lt;br /&gt;work well works been fun fun fun fun....&lt;br /&gt;made a truck load of friends here&lt;br /&gt;both fellow part timers and full timers as well as the customers as well&lt;br /&gt;never knew i could click so well with people that i hardly know&lt;br /&gt;well we live and we learn dont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home has been really funny lately&lt;br /&gt;mum dont trust me with my life and sad to say i dont blame her&lt;br /&gt;ive never been trust worthy of anything before&lt;br /&gt;what can i say &lt;br /&gt;i was a bloody druggie man&lt;br /&gt;half the time i didnt even trust myself&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can pull this act together in time for the final show&lt;br /&gt;only that will count &lt;br /&gt;and soon i will be worthy of trust respect and hopefully so admiration too....&lt;br /&gt;i dont long for glory of the top&lt;br /&gt;i long for acceptance.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2386479606445489932?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2386479606445489932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2386479606445489932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2386479606445489932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2386479606445489932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/09/fucking-greater-view.html' title='THE FUCKING GREATER VIEW'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1267234298835465313</id><published>2007-09-18T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:08:42.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FUCKING HATE YOU BOTH</title><content type='html'>Ian just went into army yesterday&lt;br /&gt;there was such a great big hype about him going into the army&lt;br /&gt;mum fussed dad fussed&lt;br /&gt;everyone made a big thing of it.&lt;br /&gt;cash went to him from mum and dad without him asking&lt;br /&gt;as well as when he asked for it&lt;br /&gt;about a hundred of that went to his new army specs......&lt;br /&gt;and another hundred and fifty to 200 went to cooking salmon something&lt;br /&gt;for his friends....&lt;br /&gt;i remember my army day very well&lt;br /&gt;mum gave me 10 dad 20 &lt;br /&gt;mum said goodbye at my door.... room door&lt;br /&gt;dad was FORCED by mum to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few years later....&lt;br /&gt;they were both rushing to go with my brother to camp&lt;br /&gt;they both WANTED TO GO&lt;br /&gt;dad had limited cash......&lt;br /&gt;these few days the worlds been rather hard on him...&lt;br /&gt;but still he gave him 150 first then another 100 plus took him&lt;br /&gt;for a nice dinner on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip a few years back...&lt;br /&gt;i spent the day before i went into camp alone&lt;br /&gt;no friends no family&lt;br /&gt;it was christmas 2001&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days mum only spoke to me about ian and his preparations&lt;br /&gt;she took him to his mindef interviews&lt;br /&gt;a few years ago she threw me at the enterance of depot road &lt;br /&gt;and told me to make my way back home after i was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was 17 and he is now 20&lt;br /&gt;big difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they still say there is no favouritism in our family&lt;br /&gt;fuck them man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold the sofa&lt;br /&gt;ian sat at home&lt;br /&gt;i carried the heavy stuff &lt;br /&gt;i understood when i had to make my way home&lt;br /&gt;i mean its not that they dont do things for me&lt;br /&gt;they do but after ive done something for them first&lt;br /&gt;but with my brother......&lt;br /&gt;all he has to do is just ask and it will be given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asked to stop schooling today&lt;br /&gt;on account that i am working part time&lt;br /&gt;and that she says that i have not been showing the right attitude to my work&lt;br /&gt;granted i have been having problems &lt;br /&gt;but these are what i am trying to work around&lt;br /&gt;i need the work because what if all of a sudden she turns around and tells me &lt;br /&gt;that i have to support myself&lt;br /&gt;she's capable of that you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone bill is late &lt;br /&gt;ive not paid it again&lt;br /&gt;my line is semi suspended &lt;br /&gt;i got problems beyond what you can imagine&lt;br /&gt;my dark side is coming out again&lt;br /&gt;just this morning as i was walking to my bus stop&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the higher flats in my housing estate and &lt;br /&gt;thought to myself &lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be nice if i could just go up&lt;br /&gt;and throw myself down&lt;br /&gt;it'd put a nice end to this sad sad family life&lt;br /&gt;then only perhaps then will they be able to miss me&lt;br /&gt;or even see that i in my own weird way&lt;br /&gt;am worthy of their respect and love like ian is&lt;br /&gt;he is younger but it seems like i will always live in his shadow&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the only way is to let my death over shadow him&lt;br /&gt;then only will they wish that they had &lt;br /&gt;treasured me&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i am the one in the wrong&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i am over reacting....&lt;br /&gt;then end it for me please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1267234298835465313?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1267234298835465313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1267234298835465313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1267234298835465313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1267234298835465313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-fucking-hate-you-both.html' title='I FUCKING HATE YOU BOTH'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7672132853847551893</id><published>2007-09-14T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:51:54.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning dustbins and all that shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" size ="4"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burning dustbins and all that shit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Runx9wmVHnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7Qf3cyauZLk/s1600-h/09-14-07_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Runx9wmVHnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7Qf3cyauZLk/s320/09-14-07_0106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109881295548522098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunxFwmVHjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C7SLh-8FtYA/s320/09-14-07_0101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109880333475847730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunxGAmVHkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TbcIMaYoAMQ/s1600-h/09-14-07_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunxGAmVHkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TbcIMaYoAMQ/s320/09-14-07_0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109880337770815042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunwlQmVHhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CHZS9lP4ZkY/s1600-h/09-14-07_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunwlQmVHhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CHZS9lP4ZkY/s320/09-14-07_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109879775130099218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunwlgmVHiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0ktxPXpgw_g/s1600-h/09-14-07_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RunwlgmVHiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0ktxPXpgw_g/s320/09-14-07_0100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109879779425066530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Runx9wmVHnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7Qf3cyauZLk/s320/09-14-07_0106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109881295548522098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Runx9wmVHmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vcm9o7Xwy7w/s1600-h/09-14-07_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Runx9wmVHmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vcm9o7Xwy7w/s320/09-14-07_0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109881295548522082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some people are just born stupid. That or they grew to be stupid mother fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;I came home last night around 1am to the sight of something out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this burning red thing next to the letter boxes at my flat's lift lobby. At first i attributed it to the 7 month thing . some lazy buggers burnt offerings there or something to please the many roaming ghosts in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;But then i remembered that the 7 month was over. And as i walked into the lift lobby,&lt;br /&gt;the stench of burning plastic hit me like a mother fucker high on glue.&lt;br /&gt;It was totally over bearing !&lt;br /&gt;I was hit by a sudden rush of vigilante justice. Had i seen the bloody pricks who did this i would have&lt;br /&gt;canned their arses and threw them into the burning plastic melt.&lt;br /&gt;I did what any good citizen should. I called the cops, who may i add took their bloody sweet time to respond.&lt;br /&gt;Within 10 mins a the red rhino came but still not good enough. 10 mins is alot during crisis.!&lt;br /&gt;The whole bloody block could have burnt down!&lt;br /&gt;Still there were no cops in sight. &lt;br /&gt;I called them again to urge them to come as the fire men had put out the fire  but had not done the &lt;br /&gt;investigative procedures. I mean we do want to catch these motherfuckers right?&lt;br /&gt;Or is arson not considered to be more dangerous to drug trafficking?&lt;br /&gt;I got a burning question&lt;br /&gt;how come when i do something wrong the police respond so bloody fast &lt;br /&gt;but when i want something done like now&lt;br /&gt;they take forever to come?&lt;br /&gt;i mean for goodness sakes your getting your pay from us the tax payers&lt;br /&gt;you should like respond faster right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW i looked into the burning dustbin and i say a Molotov cocktail within it. It was so bloody &lt;br /&gt;obvious ! The alcohol smell was over bearing and there was a bottle of something with a cloth&lt;br /&gt;stuffed into the bottle's neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think these bastards wont stop here&lt;br /&gt;this is how the game goes right?&lt;br /&gt;Go until you get caught.&lt;br /&gt;Well better pray you dont get caught by Vigilante Justice mother fuckers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7672132853847551893?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7672132853847551893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7672132853847551893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7672132853847551893'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>Chicosci - &lt;b&gt;7 Black Roses lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I leave&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wait for the silence&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all you've got&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;now I stand here waving to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still you smile&lt;br /&gt;You're still looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I just wasn't kind enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm fighting urges to fall again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I stumble, Yet I stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses &lt;b&gt;died&lt;/b&gt;, three days since&lt;br /&gt;Black roses died, we said &lt;b&gt;goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I remain complete?&lt;br /&gt;When all we bled is lost&lt;br /&gt;We could've burned the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;b&gt;second chance&lt;/b&gt;, the seconds &lt;b&gt;spent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each other's shadow, should have known&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting urges to fall again&lt;br /&gt;Yet I stumble, Yet I stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;Black roses died, we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;Black roses died, we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;Hear this, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;(inside this heart you still remain&lt;br /&gt;But faded letters are erased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;(inside this heart you still remain&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;faded letters are &lt;u&gt;erased&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;Black roses died, we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;Black roses died, we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These roses died, three days since&lt;br /&gt;These roses died ,three days since&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7866217128399083450?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7866217128399083450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7866217128399083450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7866217128399083450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7866217128399083450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/09/7-black-roses.html' title='7 black roses'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1210167443587890190</id><published>2007-09-03T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:59:39.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DECEMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7" &gt;MY DECEMBER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold hard wind blows over my soul&lt;br /&gt;who do i turn to for comfort in the snow&lt;br /&gt;not you whom has given me life&lt;br /&gt;for thy heart is cold&lt;br /&gt;as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;for far are we apart&lt;br /&gt;separated by thy madness of thy black heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem that something just dosent agree with you&lt;br /&gt;something could just be me&lt;br /&gt;granted i am not my brother &lt;br /&gt;i know this fully well&lt;br /&gt;i am neither smart like him &lt;br /&gt;nor as good a politician as he will be&lt;br /&gt;As you may have also noticed &lt;br /&gt;i am not like any of the other cousins whom you are fond of&lt;br /&gt;not JANSEN or TJ&lt;br /&gt;not RAFF or ROY&lt;br /&gt;nor MAT and IVAN&lt;br /&gt;i am a class of my own as you have liked to call it&lt;br /&gt;NO CLASS&lt;br /&gt;But you know something&lt;br /&gt;this past week &lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling great&lt;br /&gt;Great coz i have a sense of balance during my days&lt;br /&gt;when i go to school&lt;br /&gt;i have a purpose &lt;br /&gt;i study like i have no time to do so at home&lt;br /&gt;i may look like im playing a fool or something&lt;br /&gt;but what needs to be done i store in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and when i get home&lt;br /&gt;i get it done&lt;br /&gt;and on days that i work,&lt;br /&gt;i reach home not feeling tired from&lt;br /&gt;a long hard day's work&lt;br /&gt;but feeling contented at doing a good job.....&lt;br /&gt;but today &lt;br /&gt;today u just managed to throw out whatever good feelings i have&lt;br /&gt;you know just a simple talk to you is enough to make me feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;no matter how right i am i always seem to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;never good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;you say that you've lost interest in me and ian&lt;br /&gt;thats why you dont call us anymore&lt;br /&gt;well.... WHAT KINDA MOTHER SAYS THIS KIND OF SHIT&lt;br /&gt;i once said that even if u murdered someone i would still call you mum&lt;br /&gt;but you wont even do this for me so why the fuck should i do it for you&lt;br /&gt;after so long you still think that i cant handle my life well&lt;br /&gt;so why dont you just leave me in prison then?&lt;br /&gt;why take me out only to distrust me all over a-fucking-gain?&lt;br /&gt;i hate you so much it makes me cry to think of it&lt;br /&gt;i really hate you so bloody fucking much&lt;br /&gt;so many reasons you give me about me being in the wrong&lt;br /&gt;and i always say that maybe i am&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard to get your approval but each time i fail&lt;br /&gt;and you dont ever see how hard i try to climb back up into normal society&lt;br /&gt;you only see what i am lacking&lt;br /&gt;you are no longer a mother to me&lt;br /&gt;i was right when i said patrina made a better mother than you&lt;br /&gt;right now i think that CHING CHING  would make a better mother than you&lt;br /&gt;soon you will be dead to me just as i am dead to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1210167443587890190?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1210167443587890190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1210167443587890190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1210167443587890190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1210167443587890190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-december.html' title='MY DECEMBER'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3405271788548018499</id><published>2007-08-30T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:29:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK IS TOTALLY MY STYLE MAN</title><content type='html'>DIVAN was absolutely divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached at 5.30 and left around 1.30&lt;br /&gt;i was not fatigued till i reached home!&lt;br /&gt;the crowd yesterday was mild &lt;br /&gt;but the other partimers there told me that friday&lt;br /&gt;it would be rather wild &lt;br /&gt;as in packed&lt;br /&gt;my fellow workers were totally helpful&lt;br /&gt;didnt bully the new guy or anything&lt;br /&gt;even the full timer was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do a little rundown on the people i met&lt;br /&gt;in order of appearance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESS - full timer @ Divan &lt;br /&gt;over all big sis who really was approachable.&lt;br /&gt;not like the stuck up full timers that you hear about all&lt;br /&gt;the time from your working friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA LI - She was not working for Divan but rather &lt;br /&gt;working at Divan as a promoter for one of the in house&lt;br /&gt;beverage (alcoholic that is) really out spoken who engaged in &lt;br /&gt;a really interesting conversation regarding china's standered of living :&lt;br /&gt;average pay check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY - Fellow parttimer NUS graduate bubbly and fun to chat with&lt;br /&gt;probably a good drinker from the tales that they told over the quite period &lt;br /&gt;where no customers came in. Also she washed most of the dishes lol&lt;br /&gt;i know i should have been the one to do it but you know la &lt;br /&gt;first day la.... i should milk my blur qualities to the max before some one figures out&lt;br /&gt;that any blur cock can was the dishes.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEFF -  The person who i spoke to most during our work time together.&lt;br /&gt;also the person who really made a lasting impression on me that day.&lt;br /&gt;this guy is the text book work-a-holic and with reason that is....&lt;br /&gt;He is chasing his dream and has managed to do what we all dream of.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying his life while living out his maximum potential.&lt;br /&gt;he is a partime student , studying accounts , working full time during the day&lt;br /&gt;at an accounts firm, part time at Divan and also at a deliveries company. &lt;br /&gt;on average he works 7 days a week.... now talk about time management.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that in everything we do we must have a goal to work to otherwise life&lt;br /&gt;no longer has meaning, we must push ourselves to the limit at time in order to &lt;br /&gt;keep life meaningful and also we must have a realistic plan for our lives other wise&lt;br /&gt;with all the hard work we're doing we'd be mad, pushing so hard forwards with out a &lt;br /&gt;finish line to reach....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3405271788548018499?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3405271788548018499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3405271788548018499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3405271788548018499'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RtB6UlHBFtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CohOeUXtmAE/s1600-h/newlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RtB6UlHBFtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CohOeUXtmAE/s200/newlogo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102712871788287698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant believe that i got it.&lt;br /&gt;I really owe it all to my babe and god&lt;br /&gt;my Babe for giving me the courage to go for it&lt;br /&gt;and God for providing me the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encountered shit loads of problems looking for jobs&lt;br /&gt;and sad to say i didnt handle them very well&lt;br /&gt;i vented my frustrations on a great sister of mine and now&lt;br /&gt;shes kinda pissed at me&lt;br /&gt;i know that i was wrong to do so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a brighter note...&lt;br /&gt;after nearly getting trapped in a MLM company,&lt;br /&gt;almost getting cheated at a "tuition" agency&lt;br /&gt;i decided to have one final last go at fishing for a job&lt;br /&gt;called up this place called BIZ-TRADING for a job and they got back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i have a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the interview today&lt;br /&gt;and what i saw on the interview paper nearly put me out of my good mood&lt;br /&gt;the final question was&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been charged in court &lt;br /&gt;and have you ever consumed drugs&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you....if POH had not been there i'd have just uped and gone &lt;br /&gt;somehow the manager seemed ok with that....&lt;br /&gt;and now i have a job.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5191084636691820161?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RtB6UlHBFtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CohOeUXtmAE/s72-c/newlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2615337039886238004</id><published>2007-08-24T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:00:29.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONT</title><content type='html'>neh neh neh neh.... theres nothing here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2615337039886238004?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2615337039886238004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2615337039886238004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2615337039886238004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2615337039886238004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont.html' title='DONT'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7408434246323695525</id><published>2007-08-24T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:58:01.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATYOU DONT KNOW</title><content type='html'>DUE TO A CHANGE IN UNDERSTANDING OF HER HEART  I FIND THIS POST TO BE UTTERLY REDUNDANT AND WRONG&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; THEREFORE I HAVE POSTED THIS TO CLEAR OFF THE NEGATIVE COMMENTS ON THE PREVIOUS ONE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7408434246323695525?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7408434246323695525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7408434246323695525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7408434246323695525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7408434246323695525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/whatyou-dont-know.html' title='WHATYOU DONT KNOW'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-593419765399384065</id><published>2007-08-12T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:51:17.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear rina</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;DEAR &lt;font color ="red"&gt;RINA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that your angry with POH&lt;br /&gt;but im afraid that your put off with the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;you should be pissed at me&lt;br /&gt;I know that POH and you made a promise &lt;br /&gt;but i really was bored to shits that day and didnt want to go home that early&lt;br /&gt;and there was nothing else worth my time that day really.&lt;br /&gt;as you know i've really been down these few day.&lt;br /&gt;friends who i thought were great turned out not as great &lt;br /&gt;as i wanted them to be&lt;br /&gt;close ones suddenly feel so so cold&lt;br /&gt;must be the time that we spent apart &lt;br /&gt;but truely i am sorry for how you feel ok?&lt;br /&gt;but look at it this way &lt;br /&gt;i dont complain when you and poh have your outings&lt;br /&gt;you know that i would die for you just as much as i would die for POH&lt;br /&gt;so why cant you love the two of us the same?&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know you'll always be closer to POH &lt;br /&gt;but still cant we do things together just like the way the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;do before me and her got together?&lt;br /&gt;i mean  if the two of us getting together kills the friendship between the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;then there must be something very wrong....&lt;br /&gt;do you understand what i am saying?&lt;br /&gt;this is very important you know.....&lt;br /&gt;you really got to ask this question&lt;br /&gt;have i or poh really change that much during these 3 months we are together?&lt;br /&gt;or are we still like before .... just that we are together most of the time now...&lt;br /&gt;you know that i really do ADORE your best friend in LASALLE&lt;br /&gt;and well..... you know also that i adore all my friends and as i have mentioned before&lt;br /&gt;i would gladly lay down my future and life for all of you&lt;br /&gt;so why suddenly so cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-593419765399384065?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/593419765399384065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=593419765399384065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/593419765399384065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/593419765399384065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-rina.html' title='dear rina'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6044255822653423692</id><published>2007-08-12T03:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:40:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You burn a hole in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU BURN A HOLE IN MY MIND&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The endless blame that you set upon yourself&lt;br /&gt;the tears that you shed every time you falter &lt;br /&gt;dont you know or see that i am here to catch your fall&lt;br /&gt;i gave you my everything and my all&lt;br /&gt;choose you before my family&lt;br /&gt;your my world&lt;br /&gt;so only what you say or how you feel matters to me&lt;br /&gt;yet a simple matter &lt;br /&gt;and you cut me deep&lt;br /&gt;deeper than you ever have.&lt;br /&gt;"doesnt concern you so you dont know how i feel"&lt;br /&gt;these words you said to me&lt;br /&gt;these words so cold&lt;br /&gt;as if i dont &lt;br /&gt;i KNOW &lt;br /&gt;in fact i think i know more than you do&lt;br /&gt;how your hearts seems to shatter at the comments she made&lt;br /&gt;how your heart aches and you dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;you feel like you've let her down &lt;br /&gt;you feel like your not as good a friend that you thought you were&lt;br /&gt;or that you promised you'd be.&lt;br /&gt;know how i know?&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;br /&gt;i do coz every time you remain silent&lt;br /&gt;walking beside me deep in your thoughts &lt;br /&gt;every time you dont confide in me your feelings &lt;br /&gt;i feel it&lt;br /&gt;the moment you said the words i quoted above....&lt;br /&gt;i felt like you felt when you read her words&lt;br /&gt;so dont say that i dont know &lt;br /&gt;for i know well.&lt;br /&gt;i love you more than anything&lt;br /&gt;your problems are mine as you may know by now&lt;br /&gt;everything that you face &lt;br /&gt;any hardships i would gladly join you&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself have i?&lt;br /&gt;you know i would&lt;br /&gt;and i have......&lt;br /&gt;i really do want you to trust more in me&lt;br /&gt;to share more with me&lt;br /&gt;you asked me to cheer you up&lt;br /&gt;but how can i do that when you are so determined to hate yourself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6044255822653423692?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6044255822653423692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6044255822653423692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6044255822653423692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6044255822653423692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-burn-hole-in-my-mind.html' title='You burn a hole in my mind'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5814589510952491781</id><published>2007-08-12T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:31:49.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I THOUGHT I COULD</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;I THOUGHT I COULD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time and well heart&lt;br /&gt;believing in the things that i do&lt;br /&gt;however at the time that i needed them the most&lt;br /&gt;where did they go?&lt;br /&gt;did anyone drop everything they were doing on the spot and rush over?&lt;br /&gt;did anyone do anything regardless of cash or time to come to my aid?&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt so&lt;br /&gt;i remember that there was a time when i was just waking up&lt;br /&gt;and i got a call from a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;this good friend wanted me to go someplace &lt;br /&gt;and i really was too broke to go anywhere.....&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i still did ......&lt;br /&gt;after much consideration that is....&lt;br /&gt;i still did.&lt;br /&gt;Or when someone went for a holiday&lt;br /&gt;and needed me to bring her stuff to school...&lt;br /&gt;well i did.... at the expense of our holiday chalet time....&lt;br /&gt;but we still brought it to school for her.....&lt;br /&gt;and what thanks did we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color ="red" size ="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr so and so had a really bad day...&lt;br /&gt;i was already dying from my work day....&lt;br /&gt;the next day i had more work and my pocket had a great big hole&lt;br /&gt;what did i do? &lt;br /&gt;i still went down ....&lt;br /&gt;but where were they all just a few days ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" size ="7" color ="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUSY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5814589510952491781?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5814589510952491781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5814589510952491781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5814589510952491781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5814589510952491781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-thought-i-could.html' title='I THOUGHT I COULD'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3512872378577969973</id><published>2007-08-11T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T02:50:10.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU KNOW THE DRILL</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" size ="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU KNOW THE DRILL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel a pang of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Its not very well known that i have a family other than the cousins &lt;br /&gt;that i seldom hang with any more.&lt;br /&gt;Yes another side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;My namesake.&lt;br /&gt;How can i even be considered a LOW if i dont even mix with the LOWS?&lt;br /&gt;I guess its all about the up-bringing then.&lt;br /&gt;From young i was brought to my maternal side more often&lt;br /&gt;The bonds formed there were unbreakable... or so i as a young kid thought.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the time where a few visits to my paternal side became a lot less.&lt;br /&gt;Yes the guilty years were years of war.&lt;br /&gt;Not world war .... Hell no.....WORSE&lt;br /&gt;Family war....&lt;br /&gt;to be specific....... DADDY OR MUMMY WAR...&lt;br /&gt;Yes thats the battle where no one ever wins... &lt;br /&gt;and the children suffer.... &lt;br /&gt;But i side track from the real reason im posting.&lt;br /&gt;Tag me if you wanna hear this story .......&lt;br /&gt;but for now im gonna continue with the reason i posted this .&lt;br /&gt;Any way. I never bonded much with my paternal side.&lt;br /&gt;Though i did get along well with some of the cousins of my age group.&lt;br /&gt;Others however still remain an enigma to me till this very day.&lt;br /&gt;But the suddenly im thrown into this situation that really slaps me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmother passes away...&lt;br /&gt;At the funeral i ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;How have i been to this side of my family.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say that i have been partial to them.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad story is that i have not.&lt;br /&gt;I can remember only a few of their names.&lt;br /&gt;Even the names of my uncles and aunties i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I know the ranking of my uncles.... but thats coz my grandmother had only 3 sons.&lt;br /&gt;But where the aunties are concerned ..... i am unsure.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins .... well lets just say i get by know who i am close with.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly my own grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know her........and from what i heard from the aunties and cousins &lt;br /&gt;these few days.... SHE DOTED ON ME THE MOST !&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible....&lt;br /&gt;TERRIBLE THAT I WAS UNABLE TO SHED A TEAR WHEN SHE LEFT&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to... heaven knows i wanted to.....&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of ifs in my life and now i've just added another one...&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY I HAD BEEN CLOSER TO THEM.....&lt;br /&gt;I will not let this be another regret in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3512872378577969973?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3512872378577969973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3512872378577969973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3512872378577969973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3512872378577969973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-know-drill.html' title='YOU KNOW THE DRILL'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6372275439309833965</id><published>2007-08-03T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:38:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO YOU THINK YOU CAN TANGO</title><content type='html'>SO YOU THINK YOU CAN TANGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate most cab drivers&lt;br /&gt;Do you realize that cab drivers are aplenty now in singapore&lt;br /&gt;Its as if we were swimming in a sea of cab drivers.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's' someone is a cab driver!&lt;br /&gt;No offense to the majority of the cab drivers that is.&lt;br /&gt;But the million dollar question is this.&lt;br /&gt;Why then, if we are a country drowning in cabs,&lt;br /&gt;are we still left waiting in the streets trying to hail cabs&lt;br /&gt;that are busy but still fleshing the not occupied lights?&lt;br /&gt;Or how about the customer service ?&lt;br /&gt;Or rather the lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i call up right?&lt;br /&gt;I tell them my current location &lt;br /&gt;they tell me to hold on &lt;br /&gt;and then the freaking hang up!&lt;br /&gt;WTF is that?&lt;br /&gt;............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt&lt;br /&gt;Went out without bringing spare eye solution today&lt;br /&gt;so my eyes hurt like the whole day&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Later FOP......&lt;br /&gt;with POH............&lt;br /&gt;i love her so much&lt;br /&gt;being with her makes the hell ive been through today &lt;br /&gt;so worth while....&lt;br /&gt;i love u baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KETTLE IS BLACK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6372275439309833965?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6372275439309833965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6372275439309833965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6372275439309833965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6372275439309833965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-you-think-you-can-tango.html' title='SO YOU THINK YOU CAN TANGO'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1944594205692381079</id><published>2007-08-02T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:32:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A FEW THINGS TO SAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" color = "grey" size = "7"&gt; A FEW THINGS TO SAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And since a picture speaks a thousand words.......&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC_PUcIAaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2a0Gt3J16rQ/s1600-h/Image617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC_PUcIAaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2a0Gt3J16rQ/s400/Image617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093781448461648290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-_kcIAZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SMfNjiySUBk/s1600-h/Image616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-_kcIAZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SMfNjiySUBk/s400/Image616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093781177878708626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size ="9"&gt;Rudy and i served our&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color ="red" size = "9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; nation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-oEcIAYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cl06nXToRFk/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-oEcIAYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cl06nXToRFk/s400/Picture0014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093780774151782786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size ="8"&gt; I still&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size ="8" color ="pink"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size ="8"&gt; poh as much as if not &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; as the day this pic was taken&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-SkcIAXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xa03iR3KD_o/s1600-h/funkyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC-SkcIAXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xa03iR3KD_o/s400/funkyface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093780404784595314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size ="7"&gt; photo proof that&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size ="7"color="red"&gt;RINA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size ="7"&gt; the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size ="7"color ="yellow"&gt;BANANA&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size ="7"&gt;bullies me.......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC9-0cIAWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PrRb-G3GvN4/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC9-0cIAWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PrRb-G3GvN4/s400/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093780065482178914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size ="7"color="blue"&gt;BILLY BOMBERS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC9tUcIAVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/keEbSprCfUE/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC9tUcIAVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/keEbSprCfUE/s400/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093779764834468178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size ="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BLACK KETTLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and her relative from&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size ="7"color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CHINA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;font size ="10"color ="teal"&gt;@&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size ="7"&gt;HOME CLUB&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1944594205692381079?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1944594205692381079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1944594205692381079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1944594205692381079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1944594205692381079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/08/few-things-to-say.html' title='A FEW THINGS TO SAY'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RrC_PUcIAaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2a0Gt3J16rQ/s72-c/Image617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-4869559498919025673</id><published>2007-07-30T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:20:34.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME FOR THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face ="Times New Roman" size ="6"&gt;TIME FOR THOUGHTS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months is a long time, and yet some how it has slipped by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;with the turn of an eye i find myself gazing upon the start of another academic year.&lt;br /&gt;Never have i felt this longing this strange lust for the school year to begin.&lt;br /&gt;I guess with age come a certain wisdom and lust for knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;3 months without school has been rather.... mild....&lt;br /&gt;I did not imagine it this way really....&lt;br /&gt;Actually a lot has happened .&lt;br /&gt;A lot and little at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;As it was feared by my close friends,&lt;br /&gt;we did stray far from each other this holidays, much like the previous ones&lt;br /&gt;but this time we remained in constant contact.&lt;br /&gt;The only two constant people i ever really go out with is POH and that irritating Jap girl....NA&lt;br /&gt;( HA GOT YOU THERE EH......&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = "teal"&gt; i still love you though....but not as much as i love poh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;POH and i have moved to another level in our relationship......&lt;br /&gt;since my parents and family already know of her and have seen her at least once,&lt;br /&gt;the improvement was on her side.....&lt;br /&gt;Now her close relatives know of me..... well all save for her dad.....&lt;br /&gt;but thats a GREAT improvement.....&lt;br /&gt;I got another &lt;font color="red"&gt;sister&lt;/font&gt; too.... and her name is &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color ="purple" size ="5"&gt;kettle black&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on a show outside MOS which earned me a black eye and a rather "law abiding" foe.... (if you know what i mean...."bang bang")&lt;br /&gt;But other than all that i feel that this 3 months have been rather great....&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah i got to serve my nation too...... i feel so patriotic now......&lt;font color ="red" face ="Times New Roman" size ="50"&gt;WHERES MY MONEY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4869559498919025673?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/4869559498919025673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=4869559498919025673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4869559498919025673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4869559498919025673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-thoughts.html' title='TIME FOR THOUGHTS'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5877139768480978448</id><published>2007-07-29T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:09:22.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMOURED</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="green" size="7"&gt;ARMOUR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqyZvUcIAUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IdB2NwJdY50/s1600-h/ARMOURED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqyZvUcIAUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IdB2NwJdY50/s400/ARMOURED.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092614316868763970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men of the black beret&lt;br /&gt;the least heard of in the singapore military&lt;br /&gt;well at least to me when i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;When i received the letter from MINDEF stating that i was to &lt;br /&gt;report to KRANJI CAMP to 41 SAR i had absolutely no idea at all &lt;br /&gt;what armour was about.&lt;br /&gt;Friends told me that i would be a trooper chasing after tanks&lt;br /&gt;others told be that i would be carrying additional ammo for the vehicular weapons &lt;br /&gt;what-ever i was told. it was not good. &lt;br /&gt;However as time passed,&lt;br /&gt;the longer that i was in the unit&lt;br /&gt;the more i felt proud of belonging to it.&lt;br /&gt;There is a strange feeling &lt;br /&gt;belonging to armour brings about to a person.&lt;br /&gt;A sense of belonging&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that this happens to all vocations&lt;br /&gt;but it is just special to armour.&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable moment in my army life was not ORD,&lt;br /&gt;it was this day .....6 months after i enlisted,&lt;br /&gt;after 3 months of BMT and 3 months of Trades Course ...&lt;br /&gt;We were turned out just before dawn for a mini route march into the training area behind our camp.&lt;br /&gt;The beaten dusty rocky route there was lined with candles every few feet.&lt;br /&gt;As we marched to our destination we belted army songs cheers and poems at the&lt;br /&gt;top of our lungs.&lt;br /&gt;The early morning mist and the dark purple sky brought about the very best in us.&lt;br /&gt;We marched with our SBO( Skeletal battle order) and our riffles.......&lt;br /&gt;our stomaches in and chests out. &lt;br /&gt;Each step taken in confidence and pride.&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached our destination, the command to halt was given.&lt;br /&gt;We complied as one. The soles of our feet contacting with the ground at the very same time.&lt;br /&gt;The BANG was so loud its ghost reverberated through the area.&lt;br /&gt;The place as i remember was some-what of a open patch right next to a reservoir of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful and calming, its beauty brought a tear to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Our CO(commander) gave a speech about our accomplishments........&lt;br /&gt;and then at about the same time as dawn breaking......&lt;br /&gt;our section platoon and company commanders walked through our ranks....&lt;br /&gt;each of them presented us with our prize.......our "right"....&lt;br /&gt;a gift that we had bought for ourselves........&lt;br /&gt;A BLACK BERET.&lt;br /&gt;We had finally earned the right to don the black beret....&lt;br /&gt;YES we are armored&lt;br /&gt;we storm the front-lines&lt;br /&gt;we are the first to reach and last to leave.&lt;br /&gt;we are the Calvary ...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5877139768480978448?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5877139768480978448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5877139768480978448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5877139768480978448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5877139768480978448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/07/armoured.html' title='ARMOURED'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqyZvUcIAUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IdB2NwJdY50/s72-c/ARMOURED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3319454112284109585</id><published>2007-07-26T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T11:31:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL HORRIBLE</title><content type='html'>I HATE RICH PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do try my best to bring you out &lt;br /&gt;i do &lt;br /&gt;i hate seeing you like this baby&lt;br /&gt;and when i cant do anything about the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;when you are in your moods &lt;br /&gt;i really wanna just hit myself&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if im not good enough&lt;br /&gt;not able to provide you the security and &lt;br /&gt;the comfort that you need&lt;br /&gt;i know that now your really worried about you schooling&lt;br /&gt;and believe me i am too&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;i am at a lost for words &lt;br /&gt;a lost for actions&lt;br /&gt;close to tears at times&lt;br /&gt;at times totally in tears......&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna help you i do&lt;br /&gt;but circumstances prevent me&lt;br /&gt;im not born rich like those rich bastards&lt;br /&gt;i just make do with what i can&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3319454112284109585?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3319454112284109585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3319454112284109585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqdMR0cIASI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQSuu7VeFIU/s1600-h/MOS+fight+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqdMR0cIASI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQSuu7VeFIU/s400/MOS+fight+night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121772783730978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6072656886159109163?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6072656886159109163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6072656886159109163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6072656886159109163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6072656886159109163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/07/mos-fight-night.html' title='MOS FIGHT NIGHT'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqdMR0cIASI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQSuu7VeFIU/s72-c/MOS+fight+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6691904974665684557</id><published>2007-07-23T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:35:52.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOSAN LEONG IS DA BOMB.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face = "Times New Roman" color = "red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://profile.imeem.com/ZRjjVx/music/ZBwyJoD-/hossan_leong_new_singapore_song/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need i say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6691904974665684557?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6691904974665684557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6691904974665684557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6691904974665684557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6691904974665684557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/07/hosan-leong-is-da-bomb.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7649927441860447290</id><published>2007-07-23T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:58:03.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face = "Times New Roman" size = "6"&gt; A Saint Till The Very End&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend asked me a favor sometime last week during our &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;i&gt;IN CAMP TRAINING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; at &lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNGI KEDONG CAMP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; And being the great friend that i am i promised him that i would do everything within my power to get it done for him.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to his baptism.......&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;That he would want me at such a sacred occasion!&lt;br /&gt;i was more than happy to oblige him!&lt;br /&gt;I mean its a private occasion for a person&lt;br /&gt;one where he would want his close friends &lt;br /&gt;and people who have made an impact on his life to be next to him&lt;br /&gt;and i am honored to be considered by him to be part of this occasion &lt;br /&gt;where by he is blessed ...&lt;br /&gt;where by he promises his life to christ &lt;br /&gt;where by everything is made new for him&lt;br /&gt;god bless him man...&lt;br /&gt;i just have something to say to him&lt;br /&gt;in fact i did sms him this messaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I wear my cross on my arm, now its your turn to wear yours ..... i hope you wear it together with your heart...... on your sleeve"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4y7EGhanMc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4y7EGhanMc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face = "Times New Roman" size = "7" color = "green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTICE THE TOWEL HE IS USING.......... ARMY SURPLUS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ..... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOYCkcIAKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/95vEgnzpJk8/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOYCkcIAKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/95vEgnzpJk8/s200/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090079173767594146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOYdUcIALI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A0C8xOY09ok/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOYdUcIALI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A0C8xOY09ok/s200/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090079633329094834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOZBUcIAMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-lJmKByfdb8/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOZBUcIAMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-lJmKByfdb8/s200/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090080251804385474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOZokcIANI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iOU0EP7D9oc/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqOZokcIANI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iOU0EP7D9oc/s200/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090080926114250962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how a friendship that started out on the wrong foot ended up lasting so long....&lt;br /&gt;as i recall...... my very first words to him were screamed at the top of my voice&lt;br /&gt;"eh..... you think what..... A - Level big F**K ah?"&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;now i guess i have to take that all back and rephrase it....&lt;br /&gt;so my dear friend kian tiao..... you think UNI big F**K ah....&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait a min........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M sorta in a UNI too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7649927441860447290?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7649927441860447290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7649927441860447290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size = "7"&gt;LOVE AND HATE COLLIDE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised to NANA these are the few pictures we had taken on our night trip to the ministry of sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqELg3cq64I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ICDoUlvXByA/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqELg3cq64I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ICDoUlvXByA/s200/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089361713173293954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqELRHcq63I/AAAAAAAAAEk/A0LNILfevRQ/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RqELRHcq63I/AAAAAAAAAEk/A0LNILfevRQ/s200/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089361442590354290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-4411022715751458993</id><published>2007-07-08T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T01:23:36.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TO SERVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;FONT FACE = "Times New Roman" SIZE = "17" COLOR = "green"&gt;A TIME TO SERVE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more hours till im off to do my duty&lt;br /&gt;a duty that all singaporean males should do&lt;br /&gt;(and females too)&lt;br /&gt;You can say that it is in some way our birth-right&lt;br /&gt;although many of us complain about it right out&lt;br /&gt;we're just too bloody shy to admit that we love it!&lt;br /&gt;The great outdoors are seductive&lt;br /&gt;Just the sense of being in the dense jungle is really something&lt;br /&gt;that you have to be there to know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;the freedom that just takes your heart and holds you there&lt;br /&gt;the freshness of the morning&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being someone to be reckoned with&lt;br /&gt;you see in the army we're all something&lt;br /&gt;someone, part of a well programmed killing machine&lt;br /&gt;each man has his part and is respect in it and depended on&lt;br /&gt;the lives of his soldier brothers are in his hands.......&lt;br /&gt;there we have a purpose&lt;br /&gt;there our lives , no matter where we come from or what our histories may be,&lt;br /&gt;hold meaning....&lt;br /&gt;there we become men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM so gonna miss my&lt;FONT SIZE="20"&gt; baby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4411022715751458993?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2725991394675440166</id><published>2007-07-07T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:44:53.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASTIC FRIDAY (happy birthday wan)</title><content type='html'>Watched a movie today&lt;br /&gt;"the EX"&lt;br /&gt;with baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was off to HMV to meet her friend BEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to meet my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i was from a different background from them all&lt;br /&gt;but still they treated me like one of their group&lt;br /&gt;i know it was not much but i did give wan culture a birthday gift&lt;br /&gt;"18" bucks from my own pocket&lt;br /&gt;it was after all his birthday&lt;br /&gt;yet he treated us like it was our birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Baby was very shocked that my bros behaved the way they did&lt;br /&gt;coz thugs aint supposed to behave this way&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;br /&gt;there are roses amongst the thorns thats what i always say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats important is that baby knows and accepts who i am &lt;br /&gt;and that she knows that i will not endanger her or myself&lt;br /&gt;and that i will not be stupid enough to leave her out here &lt;br /&gt;i will not be stupid enough to go to prison again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan said to me today &lt;br /&gt;why be so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;fights selling drugs cigarettes and all the black market stuff&lt;br /&gt;are things of the past!&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to live for those who we care about!&lt;br /&gt;i know its a cliche coming from  him&lt;br /&gt;someone whos been in and out of prison &lt;br /&gt;so many times already&lt;br /&gt;but look at him now&lt;br /&gt;he's back with his wife who divorced him&lt;br /&gt;he's with his daughters who he loves &lt;br /&gt;he's got a stable job working daily&lt;br /&gt;coming back from work everyday&lt;br /&gt;he's got close friends who love him and whom he loves&lt;br /&gt;(me included!)&lt;br /&gt;and i think to myself &lt;br /&gt;this is the life that i always thought that being a thug was about&lt;br /&gt;the LOVE and not the money&lt;br /&gt;the kinship and not the fame&lt;br /&gt;the bonding and not the glory.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall vanish from active duty into the arms of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be one to be absorbed into the world of darkness again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live i thirst for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE = Times New Roman SIZE = "12"&gt;  and i love my baby &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2725991394675440166?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6107666710472269865</id><published>2007-07-02T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:30:18.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT GIRL</title><content type='html'>THAT GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i give her the happiness that i should ?&lt;br /&gt;Or am i just not the right person?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be true that i am the person some one meets before she meets the one?&lt;br /&gt;inside my mind i really am insecure &lt;br /&gt;i'm as insecure as anyone else if not more than that&lt;br /&gt;baby im sorry from the things that may have made u angry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6107666710472269865?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6916169071582212502</id><published>2007-07-02T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:04:12.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLFRIEND</title><content type='html'>Cupid's Chokehold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da &lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da &lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da &lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da &lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since we last spoke &lt;br /&gt;This is gonna sound like a bad joke &lt;br /&gt;But momma I fell in love again &lt;br /&gt;It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it sounds so old &lt;br /&gt;But cupid got me in a chokehold &lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid I might give in &lt;br /&gt;Towel's on the mat, my white flag is wavin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean she even cooks me pancakes &lt;br /&gt;And AlkaSeltzer when my tummy aches &lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE COLOR="red"SIZE="8"&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got a secret handshake &lt;br /&gt;And she loves the music that my band makes &lt;br /&gt;I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun &lt;br /&gt;I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since we talked last &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast &lt;br /&gt;But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one &lt;br /&gt;Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you heard the last song &lt;br /&gt;About the girls that didn't last long &lt;br /&gt;But I promise this is on a whole new plane &lt;br /&gt;I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way she calls my phone &lt;br /&gt;She even got her very own ringtone &lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a long drive home &lt;br /&gt;But I know as soon as I arrive home &lt;br /&gt;And I open the door &lt;br /&gt;Take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor &lt;br /&gt;She'll be back into my arms once more for sure. &lt;br /&gt;Like... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a smile that would make the most senile &lt;br /&gt;Annoying old man bite his tongue &lt;br /&gt;I'm not done &lt;br /&gt;She's got eyes comparable to sunrise &lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't stop there &lt;br /&gt;Man I swear &lt;br /&gt;She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten &lt;br /&gt;And now she's even got her own song &lt;br /&gt;But movin' on &lt;br /&gt;She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard &lt;br /&gt;And we can be on the phone for three hours &lt;br /&gt;Not sayin' one word &lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE SIZE="7" COLOR ="red"&gt;And I would still cherish every moment&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And when I start to build my future she's the main component &lt;br /&gt;Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but &lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) &lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6916169071582212502?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6916169071582212502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6916169071582212502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6916169071582212502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6916169071582212502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/07/girlfriend.html' title='GIRLFRIEND'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5267940942412519695</id><published>2007-07-02T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:12:16.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEEEEE YUCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEE YUCKS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings covering the eyes of singaporean producers&lt;br /&gt;i came across this somewhere &lt;br /&gt;http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/heygorgeous/hunkrating.php?uid=604&lt;br /&gt;i find it really repulsive&lt;br /&gt;i am no beauty myself but &lt;br /&gt;for heavens sakes&lt;br /&gt;i guess that for a television show they should select role models&lt;br /&gt;for society / teens (since this is a show for teens)&lt;br /&gt;but NO they had to just go for superficial stuff&lt;br /&gt;popularity and shit like that&lt;br /&gt;making the rich and well known even richer and well known&lt;br /&gt;i know that it is after all a beauty show of sorts but at least show some concern &lt;br /&gt;about the image that they will project should a bad apple suddenly be cast in the lime light&lt;br /&gt;i mean what if some participant happens to be a super psyco mother fucker?&lt;br /&gt;what if he turns out to be a fink a cheater a ballsless son of a motherless cow&lt;br /&gt;what if he turns out to be a cheater of friends and girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;what if he turns out to be a real mother fucking back stabbing son  of a nameless animal?&lt;br /&gt;now that would be horrible exposure to the young minds....&lt;br /&gt;i mean now that teen idol worship is like so crazy &lt;br /&gt;singapore idol finalist are worshipped like gods....&lt;br /&gt;not that its a bad thing &lt;br /&gt;but imagine this &lt;br /&gt;if a finalist was a frigging drug pusher..... &lt;br /&gt;what image would that project to a person who knew?&lt;br /&gt;DRUGS IS COOL?&lt;br /&gt;so in this case being a self-proclaimed gangster/ thug is cool?&lt;br /&gt;i got one thing to say to this linked motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;U AINT WALKED A MILE IN MY SHOES U THINK U CAN MAKE IT MOTHER FUCKER&lt;br /&gt;U AINT WORTH SHIT IN STREET CRED MAN U AINT NOTHING THAT U CLAIM....&lt;br /&gt;AND IT AINT WORTH A SHIT TRYING TO PROVE U WRONG COZ U'D JUST CALL THE COPS&lt;br /&gt;U FUCKING PUSSY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5489118357727038797</id><published>2007-06-30T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T06:58:04.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transformers</title><content type='html'>GEEKS GET THE GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never seizes to amaze me in the movies a geeky guy can get the girl&lt;br /&gt;hell&lt;br /&gt;had i known better &lt;br /&gt;i'd never stop being a geek!&lt;br /&gt;the geekier the guy the prettier the girl...&lt;br /&gt;should i shed this though exterior?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA &lt;br /&gt;Not a bloody chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i've got a great girl now&lt;br /&gt;so does that make me a geek?&lt;br /&gt;Well...... &lt;br /&gt;if looks and the way she treats me is anything to go by&lt;br /&gt;Im singapore's most geeky guy&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm think i like it this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOBOTS TAKE COVER!&lt;br /&gt;Just not on the double yellow line.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOBOTS ROLL OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...... optimus..... i cant&lt;br /&gt;wheel clamp!&lt;br /&gt;Can spare me $100?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOBOTS TRANSFORM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have that N93 instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOBOTS MOVE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dont speed... speeding minus points you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOBOTS chose a human to guard&lt;br /&gt;just not christoper lee......&lt;br /&gt;Hit and runs are punishable by prison time....&lt;br /&gt;and they're either very straight forward ....&lt;br /&gt;or very sticky...&lt;br /&gt;with blood that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFORMERS..........&lt;br /&gt;ME POH RUDZ AND CHLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night movie&lt;br /&gt;after chillin at this cosy pub near bugis junction...(parco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late nights are becoming me&lt;br /&gt;or rather im transforming into an owl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok so sue me.... not funny i know&lt;br /&gt;cant blame a man for trying right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt sleep so im up to write this crap....&lt;br /&gt;damn....&lt;br /&gt;need to play majong with master sleep....&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;PONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5489118357727038797?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5489118357727038797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5489118357727038797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5489118357727038797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5489118357727038797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/transformers.html' title='transformers'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5257598033515216433</id><published>2007-06-29T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:41:00.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things are better said with pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPuZ8zIuOI/AAAAAAAAADs/Zbum2yyJzns/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPuZ8zIuOI/AAAAAAAAADs/Zbum2yyJzns/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081166934188800226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew RINA wanted to be a fairy or something like that&lt;br /&gt;this pic justifies what i have always told her....... SHES BONKERS! &lt;br /&gt;just for your info this was taken on POH's birthday&lt;br /&gt;NA just took POH's costume prop and waved it around the whole night&lt;br /&gt;going "let there be a car" while pointing at a car&lt;br /&gt;and "let there be an escalator" at an escalator.....&lt;br /&gt;not that i doubt your magical abilities NA but for petes sakes&lt;br /&gt;next time you want to be impressive &lt;br /&gt;magic up a working one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPwW8zIuPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hY3OLSALlBk/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPwW8zIuPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hY3OLSALlBk/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081169081672448242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahhhhhhhhh nooooonahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;nueeeeeeeeiisssss niissshhhhhhh mooooooah nissssshhhnearrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;*translation for muahz language into simple english "this is my sister"&lt;br /&gt;car and her weird photos and weirder language.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPwXczIuQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YBIiQTPmFx4/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPwXczIuQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YBIiQTPmFx4/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081169090262382850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes my baby and her best friend......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5257598033515216433?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5257598033515216433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5257598033515216433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5257598033515216433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5257598033515216433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-things-are-better-said-with.html' title='some things are better said with pictures'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RoPuZ8zIuOI/AAAAAAAAADs/Zbum2yyJzns/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7379369853497875293</id><published>2007-06-25T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T03:08:15.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is a blog for?&lt;br /&gt;its some place to go to bitch about your day&lt;br /&gt;some place where by you can just write anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;that you are feeling at the very instant that you are typing&lt;br /&gt;its a way of immortalizing your feelings at that moment&lt;br /&gt;be it sad or bad happy or well happier&lt;br /&gt;thats what a blog is for&lt;br /&gt;for me i use it mostly for getting a load off my chest&lt;br /&gt;letting out all the pent up frustrations of life &lt;br /&gt;thats what my blog is for&lt;br /&gt;i am not normally this dark a person&lt;br /&gt;i mean from most of my posts you can derive that i have this&lt;br /&gt;habit of viewing the word from a darker perspective&lt;br /&gt;but really i am not always like that&lt;br /&gt;i mean i hope that i am not always like that&lt;br /&gt;usually i am a fun loving person&lt;br /&gt;i like all the other stuff that any ordinary person would like&lt;br /&gt;well maybe not all the other stuff&lt;br /&gt;but what i mean to say is that i am as human as any one out there&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;just ask my "family"&lt;br /&gt;hardly a day goes by where i dont crack a joke pull a stupid lame arse stunt&lt;br /&gt;i would say that i enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;but i was not always like this&lt;br /&gt;lets just say that i never had a life that i could enjoy before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i have to say&lt;br /&gt;time spent in prison did really change me&lt;br /&gt;it broke the chains that i had placed upon myself&lt;br /&gt;prison broke my addiction to drugs&lt;br /&gt;something that i could never do on my own on the outside world&lt;br /&gt;addiction like this is not broken easily let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;to change one must first want that change&lt;br /&gt;prison gave me that want&lt;br /&gt;that desire to move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;sure i was loaded when i dealt in drugs&lt;br /&gt;but i did not have the sanity to spend the cash the way i would enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;the money i made was recycled back into my addiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often when i was high &lt;br /&gt;i would just think about the chance of a normal life that i had missed&lt;br /&gt;at times i would get depressed &lt;br /&gt;depressed that i would never live a normal life ever again &lt;br /&gt;because of my addiction to drugs&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i would break down and cry on my own&lt;br /&gt;wondering when this cruse would just take me&lt;br /&gt;i longed and lusted for a normal life&lt;br /&gt;school &lt;br /&gt;homework&lt;br /&gt;relationship &lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;but i never was able to have them &lt;br /&gt;due to my addiction and also a few other mistakes that i made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now almost 3 years since my arrest &lt;br /&gt;i find myself in school&lt;br /&gt;learning living and enjoying every moment of it&lt;br /&gt;i have friends who encourage me to live my life&lt;br /&gt;sure i still frequent hots spots &lt;br /&gt;i do drink and smoke&lt;br /&gt;but drugs?&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta be crazy man&lt;br /&gt;i dont do them no more&lt;br /&gt;even if it were offered to me &lt;br /&gt;i still would not even think of taking it&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to live for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a proud person&lt;br /&gt;but funnily i have never ever had a reason to be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now&lt;br /&gt;I am finally doing something that i can  be proud of!&lt;br /&gt;i am studying! and loving it too!&lt;br /&gt;wonders of wonders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights are like that for me &lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes and the past just flashes by&lt;br /&gt;reminding me of the mistakes the miss-steps &lt;br /&gt;the consequences and the punishments&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel tired &lt;br /&gt;tired that i have taken so long to grow up&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i am weary of this path i have chosen&lt;br /&gt;but i look back at who i was who i now am and what i have accomplished&lt;br /&gt;and i feel contented &lt;br /&gt;contented that i did not end up dying&lt;br /&gt;drowning in my own vomit in a gutter somewhere&lt;br /&gt;or brain dead from an enemy attack or an over-dose of drugs by my own hand&lt;br /&gt;it is then that i realize that all this did not happen by chance or rather by the lack of luck&lt;br /&gt;but by the hand&lt;br /&gt;the hand of god....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7379369853497875293?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7379369853497875293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1462276530675533490</id><published>2007-06-25T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T02:49:03.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="10" COLOR="blue"&gt;THAT GIRL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows when I step in the club&lt;br /&gt;Girls see me and they wanna show me love&lt;br /&gt;I got my chain on with my shades on&lt;br /&gt;Rockin designer shoes and I sold a million&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="8" COLOR="red"&gt;So many girls but theres &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;one that caught my eye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pretty lady so fine she blew my mind oh my&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="17" COLOR="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuz shes the one for me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chorus - Frankie J &amp; (Mannie Fresh)-&lt;br /&gt;I've been around the world, and seen so many girls&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="teal"&gt; none can compare cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(She got a bill and a face like a supermodel)&lt;br /&gt;(And her body built just like a coke bottle)&lt;br /&gt;But none can compare cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl&lt;br /&gt;(Shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it snap!)&lt;br /&gt;(Shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it bring it back!)&lt;br /&gt;But none can compare cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she knows that im tryin to get at her&lt;br /&gt;I'ma go ahead and try to put in work&lt;br /&gt;What's your name, what's your number, can I hit you up&lt;br /&gt;If you digging what I'm sayin let me know what's up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="6" COLOR="red"&gt;So baby let me know if I can take you home &lt;/font&gt;(take you home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna be somewhere where we're alone alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been around the world (around the world), and seen so many girls (so many girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But none can compare cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She got a bill and a face like a supermodel)&lt;br /&gt;(And her body built just like a coke bottle)&lt;br /&gt;But none can compare (none can compare) cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl (shes that girl)&lt;br /&gt;(Shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it snap!)&lt;br /&gt;(Shake it shake it shake it shake it shake it bring it back!)&lt;br /&gt;But none can compare cuz I can't keep my eyes off that girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1462276530675533490?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1462276530675533490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1462276530675533490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1462276530675533490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1462276530675533490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/that-girl.html' title='That girl'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2818325379003397137</id><published>2007-06-24T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:25:01.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECISION MAKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DECISION MAKING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times can change a person&lt;br /&gt;i know it &lt;br /&gt;i have seen it happen time and time again&lt;br /&gt;today was on the phone with poh&lt;br /&gt;she really worries about me and the stuff im going through&lt;br /&gt;i know i cant make much of my life&lt;br /&gt;except try to live it the best that i can everyday &lt;br /&gt;and well that just what i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;living in the shadows was cool for awhile&lt;br /&gt;for a teenager on the brink of adulthood&lt;br /&gt;overdosed on re-runs of young and dangerous&lt;br /&gt;and techno beats&lt;br /&gt;living the life of a thug has had its ups&lt;br /&gt;but mostly downs &lt;br /&gt;and many many fond and also repulsive memories&lt;br /&gt;but that is enough&lt;br /&gt;time to move onwards &lt;br /&gt;onwards and upwards to a newer ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago i was at wisma food junction with poh &lt;br /&gt;her sis and her cousin&lt;br /&gt;there i met by accident a really old friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;his name i shall not reveal&lt;br /&gt;but we all called him xiao boy/ah bei&lt;br /&gt;and he was one of the guys i looked up to&lt;br /&gt;in those dark days&lt;br /&gt;i remember following him to fights|&lt;br /&gt;staging ambushes with him&lt;br /&gt;and yes even a leader's meeting&lt;br /&gt;i'd say that he had the brains of a master commander&lt;br /&gt;keeping his troops happy and united&lt;br /&gt;but this is perhaps another story for another time to reminisce &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day that i saw him at wisma he said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;how benny? you changed already not? dont continue to fuck up your life la learn from it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is really what i find surprising&lt;br /&gt;amongst us all i least expected him to be the one saying this to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is set in stone already&lt;br /&gt;i want out....&lt;br /&gt;my baby loves me&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna let her down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2818325379003397137?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2818325379003397137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2818325379003397137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are hard now&lt;br /&gt;a friend called me today and well we chatted about the good old days&lt;br /&gt;days that seem to have vanished already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he offered me a position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something for me to think about&lt;br /&gt;well i did not right out reject his offer&lt;br /&gt;but i said i would consider it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times are changing &lt;br /&gt;i think i should too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby's good to me&lt;br /&gt;thats all i need to know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6884190892998465166?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6884190892998465166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUM : you are sick and the room is so bloody cold &lt;br /&gt;son : but the air con is already at 27 degrees&lt;br /&gt;mum : dont lie to me you just adjusted the control to 27, 27 degrees is not this cold!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ya .... i woke up in the morning just specially to adjust the control to piss the fuck out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum : you think i dont know the night i came back from indonesia your girlfriend was hiding in the room with you&lt;br /&gt;son : she was not! why do you always have to bring this conversation up? you tell me she cant stay so i told her that she cant&lt;br /&gt;         stay&lt;br /&gt;mum : you are the one who brought this topic up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK i admit that i did say somethings that pissed her off alot &lt;br /&gt;but what i say is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 she makes me so numb&lt;br /&gt;2 she makes me hate myself&lt;br /&gt;3 she really hates me&lt;br /&gt;4 everything i do is wrong to her&lt;br /&gt;5 she changes topic like water&lt;br /&gt;6 she brought a man back and in front of my dad called him darling&lt;br /&gt;7 she makes me feel like slitting my wrist&lt;br /&gt;8 i dont feel like coming home at night&lt;br /&gt;9 when i look out of my window i feel like jumping&lt;br /&gt;10 she says i hurt her with my words, when she hurts me more&lt;br /&gt;11 she doesnt know what she says but when she says it she is always right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother is satan reborn&lt;br /&gt;if my brother sees this post he will hate me but thats what it is really&lt;br /&gt;i came out of prison with a hope of a better life&lt;br /&gt;i am leading this life&lt;br /&gt;i dont take drugs but its as if i am taking them&lt;br /&gt;i feel like prison life is so much better&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to care about all these shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la i dont know what the hell i am writing&lt;br /&gt;i really dont already&lt;br /&gt;she wants to teach me about handling relationships&lt;br /&gt;when she herself cant handle a simple relationship&lt;br /&gt;she just uses people &lt;br /&gt;when she is done with the person she just throws them away&lt;br /&gt;this is well known in the interior furnishings industry&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot take her anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i will be able to study next term or not at the rate things are going&lt;br /&gt;this maybe my last post .......&lt;br /&gt;i just find it pointless already&lt;br /&gt;how can the world accept a person who's mother cant even accept him?&lt;br /&gt;im just so depressed&lt;br /&gt;she says spending money on me and ian is not worth the while&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it is &lt;br /&gt;this is my promise&lt;br /&gt;if i do get an education from her &lt;br /&gt;i shall pay her back cent for cent &lt;br /&gt;but that is as far as it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have not been giving her alot of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess she is right i am a failure at life&lt;br /&gt;i guess she is right i am a good for nothing son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THROW ME THE FUCK OUT COZ FROM THIS DAY FORTH I WILL NOT CARE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7564284677130254743?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7564284677130254743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7564284677130254743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnQmPKaZVpI/AAAAAAAAADk/IT4wzPTJz-M/s1600-h/athome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnQmPKaZVpI/AAAAAAAAADk/IT4wzPTJz-M/s320/athome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076724721888351890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day with Baby today&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;slept from evening right through till 1230 midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bao bao had to cab back to bugis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been reduced to being a &lt;b&gt;Pillow&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bolster&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;blanket&lt;/b&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSS YA BABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BRO is BACK!!!! SAWADIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;my 3 sisters are back too!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; SAAAAWWWWWWDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3763215548530392963?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3763215548530392963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3763215548530392963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3763215548530392963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3763215548530392963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-at-home.html' title='day at home'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnQmPKaZVpI/AAAAAAAAADk/IT4wzPTJz-M/s72-c/athome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-649001851762868583</id><published>2007-06-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:25:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one where i scream at myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE ONE WHERE I SCREAM AT MYSELF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to stop going to the water holes of the rich and snotty these few days&lt;br /&gt;thanks to working with my father&lt;br /&gt;i have managed to develop this sense of loathing &lt;br /&gt;loathing of these people &lt;br /&gt;these people who claim to be the masters&lt;br /&gt;well not with their lips&lt;br /&gt;but rather with their upper class higher up rubbish attitudes&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that i have a lower pay&lt;br /&gt;or that i am dressed in rags rather then draped in LV from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I SEETH!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-649001851762868583?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/649001851762868583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>VOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnFpTaaZVoI/AAAAAAAAADc/pPSLQK6LCNU/s1600-h/vocforblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnFpTaaZVoI/AAAAAAAAADc/pPSLQK6LCNU/s320/vocforblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075954037251724930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;SO what do ya think???????&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2517624669755167032?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2517624669755167032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2517624669755167032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2517624669755167032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2517624669755167032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/voc.html' title='VOC'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RnFpTaaZVoI/AAAAAAAAADc/pPSLQK6LCNU/s72-c/vocforblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-329112510132584348</id><published>2007-06-13T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T02:59:17.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Rm7syaaZVnI/AAAAAAAAADU/EecDSz4myUY/s1600-h/Voc+Namecard+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Rm7syaaZVnI/AAAAAAAAADU/EecDSz4myUY/s320/Voc+Namecard+front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075254180920776306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Need i say more?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-329112510132584348?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/Rm7syaaZVnI/AAAAAAAAADU/EecDSz4myUY/s72-c/Voc+Namecard+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-681126380869258670</id><published>2007-06-12T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:54:05.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOICE OF COLORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="black"&gt;VOICE OF &lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="red"&gt;C&lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="teal"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="purple"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="aqua"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="lime"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="9" COLOR="silver"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;thanks to my dearest sis &lt;b&gt;CHLO-RIS&lt;/b&gt; i now have a name for my company&lt;br /&gt;so now i have something to market it on!&lt;br /&gt;Voice Of Colors will be making its debut soon check it out on my blog&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i finish my portfolio and get my frontpage software&lt;br /&gt;i will get my webpage up and running.&lt;br /&gt;my current portfolio is now on deviant art... if you wanna check it out it is linked on my blog&lt;br /&gt;or you can just go straight to it .... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;www.benljr.deviantart.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-681126380869258670?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1600299710563496112</id><published>2007-06-10T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T02:28:15.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="10" COLOR="teal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the was she walks &lt;br /&gt;just seems to float on by&lt;br /&gt;drifting on her feet&lt;br /&gt;graceful&lt;br /&gt;grace like&lt;br /&gt;beauty undefined&lt;br /&gt;by words as coarse as mine&lt;br /&gt;sweet as nectar &lt;br /&gt;make me flush &lt;br /&gt;like sweet wine&lt;br /&gt;drunk on her &lt;br /&gt;her voice lifts me up&lt;br /&gt;her touch sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;her scent &lt;br /&gt;ah yes &lt;br /&gt;her seductive scent&lt;br /&gt;leaves me hungry for more&lt;br /&gt;just one taste of her is never enough&lt;br /&gt;even till im drunk on her &lt;br /&gt;its never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the way her hair falls over her face&lt;br /&gt;framing such angelic features&lt;br /&gt;the was her eyes smile even before her lips do&lt;br /&gt;how her sadness and tears find their way to my heart&lt;br /&gt;i love the way she cradles my arm&lt;br /&gt;clutching to me tightly&lt;br /&gt;and yet gently &lt;br /&gt;a lovers embrace&lt;br /&gt;the way she looks deep into me&lt;br /&gt;pushing my demons aside&lt;br /&gt;the way she sees and accepts &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="8" COLOR="red"&gt;who i am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="8" COLOR="red"&gt;and not who she thinks i should be&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her arm in mine i can slay the world&lt;br /&gt;or at least everything thats bad&lt;br /&gt;my heart in hers &lt;br /&gt;i feel safe&lt;br /&gt;never to be hurt again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never ever to hurt either.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="6" COLOR="black"&gt;HER&lt;/font&gt; its &lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="6" COLOR="black"&gt;HER&lt;/font&gt; she's all i ever need.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1600299710563496112?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1600299710563496112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1600299710563496112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1600299710563496112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1600299710563496112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/her-i-love-was-she-walks-just-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6743443275147606322</id><published>2007-06-07T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:01:07.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="30" COLOR="maroon"&gt;SANCTUARY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmgLwaaZVlI/AAAAAAAAADE/4n58N-0B9Vg/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmgLwaaZVlI/AAAAAAAAADE/4n58N-0B9Vg/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073317906584524370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys get all the bloody luck&lt;br /&gt;see this image came from SENTOSA'S AMARA HOTEL&lt;br /&gt;i was just there today with pops doing some delivery work.&lt;br /&gt;Its my second or third time there already and let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;its every interior design and architecture's student's wet dream&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i got a proverbial hard on when i saw the way the place was built&lt;br /&gt;old school colonial houses built into the gentle hills&lt;br /&gt;mixed with contemporary furnishings ..... &lt;br /&gt;this is what all homes should be like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have different themes for their accommodations&lt;br /&gt;but i found the courtyard and villa suites most appealing&lt;br /&gt;the picture i took was from one of their villa suites&lt;br /&gt;when you walk into the villa the first thing you will see is the pool&lt;br /&gt;which takes center stage&lt;br /&gt;the living room is on the right hand side&lt;br /&gt;the bed room on the left&lt;br /&gt;behind the bed room is an open air shower and bath facility&lt;br /&gt;the loo is in another room within the bed room&lt;br /&gt;the 2 rooms are fully air-conditioned&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of this place is the privacy!&lt;br /&gt;just imagine what 2 can do with a pool in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;or even in midday!&lt;br /&gt;no more uneven tans! no more tan lines!&lt;br /&gt;but there is one slight catch.....&lt;br /&gt;one night costs about 1.2 k&lt;br /&gt;even at a discounted rate it's 750 to 950.....&lt;br /&gt;bummber.....&lt;br /&gt;check it out @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.amarasanctuary.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna pool money together?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6743443275147606322?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6743443275147606322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6743443275147606322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6743443275147606322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6743443275147606322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/sanctuary-some-guys-get-all-bloody-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmgLwaaZVlI/AAAAAAAAADE/4n58N-0B9Vg/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3802989135859788815</id><published>2007-06-06T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:19:53.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHACKLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="80" COLOR="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHACKLES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what they told you about prison movies&lt;br /&gt;i find them inspiring&lt;br /&gt;this movie shackles is about a place not unfamiliar to me&lt;br /&gt;a little something like rtc combined with kbc&lt;br /&gt;a youth prison school&lt;br /&gt;but what is the more important thing about this movie&lt;br /&gt;is that it shows how people can change people&lt;br /&gt;how people can inspire&lt;br /&gt;what more it promotes the message that convicts&lt;br /&gt;can and want to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess thats how i am&lt;br /&gt;i really relate to the guys in the film&lt;br /&gt;filled with a rage &lt;br /&gt;an anger that seethes within&lt;br /&gt;not knowing the reason for the rage&lt;br /&gt;a burning desire to cause mental hurt to one's self&lt;br /&gt;i also relate to being in the same pit as they are&lt;br /&gt;one that they long to climb out&lt;br /&gt;one that often they cannot find a way out of&lt;br /&gt;not that they dont want to&lt;br /&gt;but often they are forced to stay there &lt;br /&gt;by the people around them&lt;br /&gt;society treats us different&lt;br /&gt;hell &lt;br /&gt;even our closest will treat us different&lt;br /&gt;strange how they try to "help" us with their words&lt;br /&gt;words that hurt&lt;br /&gt;thick with distrust and a slight tinge of loathing&lt;br /&gt;its words like these that push us over the edge&lt;br /&gt;and back into our histories&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;so love us or hate us&lt;br /&gt;help us or leave us&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is just dont despise us&lt;br /&gt;dont judge&lt;br /&gt;we try&lt;br /&gt;not all of us get by&lt;br /&gt;but we try...&lt;br /&gt;we are humans too....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATCH &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="40" COLOR="maroon"&gt;SHACKLES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its&lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="1" COLOR="olive"&gt;THE BOMB&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3802989135859788815?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3802989135859788815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3802989135859788815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3802989135859788815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/3802989135859788815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/shackles.html' title='SHACKLES'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6293440775383260797</id><published>2007-06-06T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:34:56.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="8" COLOR="green"&gt;NA NA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is a great gal!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to her i got this beautiful new skin!&lt;br /&gt;POH and her have been bugging me for ages to change&lt;br /&gt;my deathly looking skin&lt;br /&gt;so yeah .... ive changed it&lt;br /&gt;well technically not me but nana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="10" COLOR="purple"&gt; TODAY MR RUDDY WAS FEELING DOWN&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went out with him&lt;br /&gt;and the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand how CAN HE NOT GET IN TO FILM&lt;br /&gt;is the bloody administrator for film BLOODY BLIND?&lt;br /&gt;i mean he is so darn dedicated to FILM that he makes my&lt;br /&gt;skin curl and itch!&lt;br /&gt;RUDZ is the one most singular person (other than cher)&lt;br /&gt;who damn well deserves to get into this course&lt;br /&gt;why is lasalle so unfair ?&lt;br /&gt;the rest (from my point of view) (excluding cher) &lt;br /&gt;do not have the maturity or the ability to&lt;br /&gt;undertake this educational level&lt;br /&gt;they also dont really have the experience that he holds&lt;br /&gt;so why the HOO HA is RUDDY MY BRO not getting in&lt;br /&gt;should this be a foot ball match i'd hang the REFF&lt;br /&gt;but this is not so i will settle on hanging the teacher (kidding kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH well hope today we managed to cheer him up a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="20" COLOR="maroon"&gt;CHANGES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have my fortune told on sunday&lt;br /&gt;well how should i put this&lt;br /&gt;there was nothing mildly positive in what she told me at all&lt;br /&gt;i mean had she not been reading my fortune, you'd think&lt;br /&gt;she was cursing me!&lt;br /&gt;. gonna get into accident while crossing the road whilst talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;  ( i now keep my phone while crossing / walking alongside the road)&lt;br /&gt;. im too prideful for my own good &lt;br /&gt;  ( i have stopped saying my catch phrase "ren pa cher hai shi cher pa ren?) (cars should fear people)&lt;br /&gt;. i am an anger crazy time bomb coz of pride &lt;br /&gt;  ( have tried to stop being angry) (finding the reason why im always angry)&lt;br /&gt;. i am possessed by something ..... coz i drink smoke eat beef&lt;br /&gt;  ( have cut down on smoking , have yet to drink since portsdown..... and have totally stopped consuming beef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i being too superstitious?&lt;br /&gt;oh she also said i was too head strong&lt;br /&gt;now this one is something that i am trying to work on......&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6293440775383260797?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6293440775383260797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6293440775383260797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6293440775383260797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6293440775383260797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/na-na-is-great-gal-thanks-to-her-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-8326205757985323451</id><published>2007-06-05T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T09:21:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POH'S BIRTHDAY @ CASH STUDIOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS5BKaZVjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XtVp2RagVHY/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS5BKaZVjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XtVp2RagVHY/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072382509952095794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3-6aZVhI/AAAAAAAAACk/lGvIubr2hm0/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3-6aZVhI/AAAAAAAAACk/lGvIubr2hm0/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072381371785762322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3taaZVgI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y89WIhzXmhg/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3taaZVgI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y89WIhzXmhg/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072381071138051586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3e6aZVfI/AAAAAAAAACU/5VmvN5Q4ZRc/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS3e6aZVfI/AAAAAAAAACU/5VmvN5Q4ZRc/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072380822029948402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS2pqaZVeI/AAAAAAAAACM/gQ4GdvsoEOg/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS2pqaZVeI/AAAAAAAAACM/gQ4GdvsoEOg/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072379907201914338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS2IKaZVdI/AAAAAAAAACE/-LPt1Q1o-E0/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS2IKaZVdI/AAAAAAAAACE/-LPt1Q1o-E0/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072379331676296658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS1jaaZVcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zzir6HGP82o/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS1jaaZVcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zzir6HGP82o/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072378700316104130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS5BKaZVjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XtVp2RagVHY/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS5BKaZVjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XtVp2RagVHY/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072382509952095794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY HEY HEY&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE BACK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really missed this place&lt;br /&gt;it was where we chilled during those murderous weeks leading &lt;br /&gt;to submission day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its kinda cool to be celebrating POH'S birthday here&lt;br /&gt;we had a cake and all&lt;br /&gt;treasure hunting for something right in front of her nose&lt;br /&gt;well actually she already guessed or suspected where the present was&lt;br /&gt;but with me mis-leading her do you think she could have found it &lt;br /&gt;any faster than she would have with me?&lt;br /&gt;any way&lt;br /&gt;ruddy and i got our fair share of pinches and bites&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats a norm when out with the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really great to see how close we are to each other&lt;br /&gt;even our lost child NANA returned to us &lt;br /&gt;but of course luh&lt;br /&gt;its her bebe's birthday&lt;br /&gt;how dare she not come....&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;nana i dont mean that i love u still&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and baby you look like a geisha in the pics......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-8326205757985323451?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/8326205757985323451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=8326205757985323451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8326205757985323451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8326205757985323451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/pohs-birthday-cash-studios-hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RmS5BKaZVjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XtVp2RagVHY/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-4260159655328701661</id><published>2007-06-05T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:58:42.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTER MORNING POST</title><content type='html'>ANOTHER MORNING POST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SEVENTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU LOOK AT THEIR PROFILE/PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; CONSTANTLY&lt;br /&gt;(i know this is kinda stalkerish but i do it time to time....&lt;br /&gt;Must post comments and testimonials for my baby mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SIXTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; WHEN YOUR ON THE PHONE WITH THEM LATE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; AT NIGHT AND THEY HANG UP, YOU STILL&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MISS THEM EVEN WHEN IT WAS JUST TWO&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MINUTES AGO.&lt;br /&gt;( this is so true.... i can miss her even before she puts down the phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FIFTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU READ THEIR TEXTS or IMS OVER AND&lt;br /&gt;&gt; OVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;(erm.... i save them,,,,, well not all of them but a few ....does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FOURTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU WALK REALLY SLOW WHEN YOU'RE WITH&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THEM&lt;br /&gt;(i walk like super slowly ,,,, but the cab just came out of no where.... so fast &lt;br /&gt;so i had to walk back to rul's place .......myself........ sob sob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THIRTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU FEEL SHY WHENEVER YOU'RE/THEY'RE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;(erm...... reserved?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT THEM, YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;&gt; BEATS FASTER AND SLOWER AT THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mine beats like a techno track.........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU SMILE WHEN YOU HEAR THEIR VOICE.&lt;br /&gt;( i smile when i think of her voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; NINE:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; WHEN YOU lOOK AT THEM, YOU CAN'T SEE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THE OTHER PEOPLE AROUND YOU, All YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SEE IS HIM//HER.&lt;br /&gt;(yeah.... i almost banged into a lamp post once.... almost stepped onto a dog... &lt;br /&gt;almost banged into my friend..... ect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU START LISTENING TO SLOW SONGS,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; WHILE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THINKING OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;(ha i do this every night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THEY'RE ALL YOU THINK ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;(well........... kinda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SIX:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU GET HIGH JUST FROM THEIR SCENT.&lt;br /&gt;( OMG THIS IS LIKE SO BLOODY TRUE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU REALlIZE THAT YOU'RE AlWAYS&lt;br /&gt;SMILING&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TO YOURSELF WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;THEM.&lt;br /&gt;( dont know really i dont spend my time in front of a mirror all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM, OR&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ANYTHING TO SEE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;(im willing to cab there and cab back every day should my wallet allow it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THREE:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; WHILE READING THIS, THERE WAS ONE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ON YOUR MIND THE WHOLE TIME...&lt;br /&gt;(damn right she was........ thinking of her right this instant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You were so busy thinking about that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; person, you didnt notice number&lt;br /&gt;twelve&lt;br /&gt;&gt; was missing&lt;br /&gt;( shit! was it...... let me check....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You just scrolled up to check &amp; are&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;&gt; silently laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;( i am not silently laughing at myself.....&lt;br /&gt;im cursing the stupid fella who cheated my like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4260159655328701661?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/4260159655328701661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=4260159655328701661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4260159655328701661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4260159655328701661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/anoter-morning-post.html' title='ANOTER MORNING POST'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2476302992779708244</id><published>2007-06-05T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:48:57.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORNING TEST</title><content type='html'>MORNING TEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN view of my blog becoming more and more dead i shall just do as nana does&lt;br /&gt;just do some quizzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cheat.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Write your answers underneath the&lt;br /&gt;question.&lt;br /&gt;The answers are at the bottom, BUT&lt;br /&gt;dont cheat.&lt;br /&gt;Then repost this for others to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your favorite color out of: red,&lt;br /&gt;black, green, blue, yellow?&lt;br /&gt;- BLACK!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but im not emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your first initial?&lt;br /&gt;-it depends on which name u wanna call me?&lt;br /&gt;L for Low jian rui my full name&lt;br /&gt;J for Jianrui&lt;br /&gt;B for ben&lt;br /&gt;P for Pui leng&lt;br /&gt;L for Lengs&lt;br /&gt;and of course &lt;br /&gt;R for Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What month were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;- MAY &lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER I WILL BE EXPECTING PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which color do you like more, black&lt;br /&gt;or white?&lt;br /&gt;- BLACK&lt;br /&gt;but im still NOT emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name one of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;- POHLIN&lt;br /&gt;sorry hor........ haha can only think of her all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;- hahahahahahhaha do u need to ask?&lt;br /&gt;369&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like Flying or Driving more?&lt;br /&gt;- Flying &lt;br /&gt;i love to fly..... hint hint (poh must kiss me more......*grinz*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like a lake or the ocean&lt;br /&gt;more?&lt;br /&gt;- ocean&lt;br /&gt;more fish to catch more food to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Think of a wish, but don't write it.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;weird den how to show others what i wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers&lt;br /&gt;1. If you choose:&lt;br /&gt;Red- You are alert and your life is&lt;br /&gt;full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black - You are conservative and&lt;br /&gt;aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;(me??????? conservative????????since when??????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your soul is relaxed and you&lt;br /&gt;are laid back.&lt;br /&gt;Blue- You are spontaneous and love&lt;br /&gt;kisses and affection from the ones you&lt;br /&gt;love and give good advice to those who&lt;br /&gt;are down.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - You are a very happy person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you're initial is:&lt;br /&gt;A-K You have a lot of love and&lt;br /&gt;friendships in your life.&lt;br /&gt;L-R You try to enjoy your life to the&lt;br /&gt;maximum &amp; your love life is soon to&lt;br /&gt;blossom.&lt;br /&gt;(hmmmmm this looks more true than the previous 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Z You like to help others and your&lt;br /&gt;future love life looks very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were born in:&lt;br /&gt;Jan-Mar: The year will go very well&lt;br /&gt;for you and you will discover that you&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with someone totally&lt;br /&gt;unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April-June: You will have a strong&lt;br /&gt;love relationship that will last&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;(YEAHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July-Sept: You will have a great year&lt;br /&gt;and will experience a major life-&lt;br /&gt;changing experience for the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct-Dec: Your love life will be great,&lt;br /&gt;and eventually you will find your soul&lt;br /&gt;mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;Black: Your life will take on a&lt;br /&gt;different direction, it will seem hard&lt;br /&gt;at the time but will be the best thing&lt;br /&gt;for you, and you will be glad for the&lt;br /&gt;change.&lt;br /&gt;(OMG.......... hardship again????? its hard already......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White: You will have a friend who&lt;br /&gt;completely confides in you and would&lt;br /&gt;do anything for you, but you may not&lt;br /&gt;realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This person is your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;(best friend girlfriend future **** lol u get the drift.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. This is how many true friends you&lt;br /&gt;have in your lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;(369 friends????? i think i already maxed out the number .... gotta check my hp later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you choose:&lt;br /&gt;Flying: You like adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Driving: You are a laid back person.&lt;br /&gt;( theres nothing laid back in driving is all i can say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;Lake: You are loyal to your friends&lt;br /&gt;and your lover and yourself are very&lt;br /&gt;reserved and not emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to&lt;br /&gt;please people but have many emotions&lt;br /&gt;( i love to please people? hmmmmm how so? i love to please her.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. This wish will come true only if&lt;br /&gt;you repost this&lt;br /&gt;"Emotion Test. Don't Cheat"&lt;br /&gt;( this is a funny post......... well my wish was for world peace...... no really luh!!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2476302992779708244?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2476302992779708244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2476302992779708244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2476302992779708244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2476302992779708244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/06/morning-test.html' title='MORNING TEST'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-4615567677891260676</id><published>2007-06-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:30:21.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE WITH THE MAD LADY</title><content type='html'>THE ONE WITH THE MAD LADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RINA i could just kill you luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to na's place coz she cooked for us&lt;br /&gt;pasta....... dont worry no cheeze today&lt;br /&gt;no vomit either&lt;br /&gt;slacked there till quite late&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that we reached around 6 plus too&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;went to have prata after we left nana's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met that woman&lt;br /&gt;didnt notice her at first&lt;br /&gt;nana said that she was behind us&lt;br /&gt;preaching?&lt;br /&gt;i mean really luh na&lt;br /&gt;just coz u go to church every sat and sun&lt;br /&gt;dont mean that every time a woman talks to &lt;br /&gt;random starngers she is preaching&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the thing that na is well known for&lt;br /&gt;the laughter&lt;br /&gt;she laughed and giggled and laughed and well u get the point&lt;br /&gt;until the lady got pissed &lt;br /&gt;she bloody shouted at us&lt;br /&gt;me that is&lt;br /&gt;she directed her anger at me &lt;br /&gt;or at least i think it was me&lt;br /&gt;thanks nana&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun really&lt;br /&gt;getting shouted at for no reason at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE POHPOH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1447729076736098736</id><published>2007-05-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:31:39.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--------NUMB-------</title><content type='html'>...........I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE YELLOW RIBBON PROJECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am an ex-convict&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny that&lt;br /&gt;i was imprisoned for drug related offenses &lt;br /&gt;by that i mean i sold and i consumed them&lt;br /&gt;i was arrested and sent to prison for 2 years plus....&lt;br /&gt;i do regret my actions&lt;br /&gt;i mean who wont?&lt;br /&gt;i also regret being dumb enough to get caught.&lt;br /&gt;i mean really. who doesnt ?&lt;br /&gt;there is this saying.....&lt;br /&gt;in singapore you can do anything you want &lt;br /&gt;just dont get caught.&lt;br /&gt;i got caught so there.&lt;br /&gt;i am not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck in his or her right mind would be proud of it?&lt;br /&gt;i just dont hide the fact that i was imprisoned&lt;br /&gt;talk about honesty.&lt;br /&gt;i for one am not the most honest person in the world&lt;br /&gt;you can ask my ex that&lt;br /&gt;but i try to do the right things now and then&lt;br /&gt;just like any normal person would&lt;br /&gt;i do i honestly do&lt;br /&gt;i also dont deny the fact that i was and am still a thug&lt;br /&gt;not that you dont know&lt;br /&gt;i mean if you are reading this then you must be close to me&lt;br /&gt;and if your close to me&lt;br /&gt;then its not a surprise to you&lt;br /&gt;LET ME ASK YOU am i a bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;NO REALLY AM I A BAD GUY?&lt;br /&gt;sure i used to take drugs and fight&lt;br /&gt;sure i had a choice not to&lt;br /&gt;but thats all in the past right?&lt;br /&gt;didnt i pay enough by doing my prison time?&lt;br /&gt;LET ME ASK YOU ANOTHER QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;have you ever committed a crime in your life?&lt;br /&gt;LIKE DUH RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;every sins now and then&lt;br /&gt;its just a matter of getting caught or not!&lt;br /&gt;like the good man JESUS once said&lt;br /&gt;"LET HE WHO IS WITHOUT SIN THROW THE FIRST ROCK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PLEASE DONT JUDGE ME........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying hard to change &lt;br /&gt;to fit in&lt;br /&gt;so are my brethren&lt;br /&gt;dont make it any harder for us...&lt;br /&gt;why is it that many return to being what they were&lt;br /&gt;its because of society&lt;br /&gt;you dont owe us anything&lt;br /&gt;so we dont expect any help from you&lt;br /&gt;we just want to be treated like humans&lt;br /&gt;not like some kind of outcasts&lt;br /&gt;dont drive us away&lt;br /&gt;we have a right to this world as much as you do&lt;br /&gt;you will never understand us&lt;br /&gt;until someone close to you has become like us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can a GANGSTER have a good heart?&lt;br /&gt;can a person who has not been to prison at all have a black heart?&lt;br /&gt;its hard to say .....&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;i am human too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1447729076736098736?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1447729076736098736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1447729076736098736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1447729076736098736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2653095290032226904</id><published>2007-05-24T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:16:33.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--------</title><content type='html'>ian's graduation today&lt;br /&gt;wore a polo t to a shirt and tie event...&lt;br /&gt;felt like a bloody odd ball out there&lt;br /&gt;but then again thats the way it should be ma&lt;br /&gt;i AM after all an ARTS student.....&lt;br /&gt;so proud of my brother&lt;br /&gt;all the troubles that we went through as kids&lt;br /&gt;all the fights that we used to have&lt;br /&gt;all the stupid arguments we had&lt;br /&gt;all boil down to this day...&lt;br /&gt;this day that he has done me proud&lt;br /&gt;some may think that him getting a diploma before&lt;br /&gt;me is kinda shameful to me&lt;br /&gt;but i think not&lt;br /&gt;i mean it is if you chose to think that way&lt;br /&gt;but i dont&lt;br /&gt;i feel that it is coz of the many mistakes that i have made in my life&lt;br /&gt;all the stupid things that i have done&lt;br /&gt;the drugs the gangs the bad attitude in school &lt;br /&gt;has led him to chose the right path&lt;br /&gt;this path that has driven him to do well&lt;br /&gt;i am PROUD of him really i am&lt;br /&gt;...........WELL DONE bro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning i went to this really rich lady's house&lt;br /&gt;it was HUGE man&lt;br /&gt;and the paintings that she had there were so mind blowing!&lt;br /&gt;but only when viewed piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;when seen together it seemed that they were rather mismatched&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;rich folk&lt;br /&gt;just wanna show off that they can buy art&lt;br /&gt;so just buy whatever they can lay their hands on &lt;br /&gt;rich what.... so they can just buy luh.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;hate these kinds of people....&lt;br /&gt;i feel so so so....... pissed?&lt;br /&gt;art is something to be appreciated &lt;br /&gt;NOT SOMETHING TO BE FLAUNTED LIKE THAT! stupid rich fucks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2653095290032226904?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2653095290032226904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2653095290032226904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2653095290032226904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2653095290032226904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3985361165179668399</id><published>2007-05-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:40:42.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUMB</title><content type='html'>Dear  mother you have really made me..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be &lt;br /&gt;feeling so faithless &lt;br /&gt;lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;put under the pressure &lt;br /&gt;of walking in your shoes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;every step that I take is another mistake to you &lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;holding too tightly &lt;br /&gt;afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;has fallen apart right in front of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;and every second I waste is more than I can take &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Is everything what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Is everything what you want me to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3985361165179668399?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3985361165179668399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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back</title><content type='html'>you dont know what your talking aboout...&lt;br /&gt;you say that i do things badly?&lt;br /&gt;well dont you think you do to?&lt;br /&gt;bringing a guy back when he's still at home?&lt;br /&gt;huh...&lt;br /&gt;wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;theres so many bloody problems that you dont know about&lt;br /&gt;that u just assume never happened&lt;br /&gt;you think i live a great happy life&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;you know nuts about me&lt;br /&gt;though your my mother&lt;br /&gt;how much do you know about me huh&lt;br /&gt;how much really do you know&lt;br /&gt;im a stranger in your house now &lt;br /&gt;just a stranger&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;an unneeded stranger &lt;br /&gt;i dont belong here&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont belong here&lt;br /&gt;emo my arse this is out right serious shit man&lt;br /&gt;im not kidding im not being emo here&lt;br /&gt;im a stranger in my own bloody house&lt;br /&gt;maybe its not my house really &lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;this is not my home ..... its just a fucking house&lt;br /&gt;4 walls and a roof over my head&lt;br /&gt;thats all it will ever be.....&lt;br /&gt;whats not here....&lt;br /&gt;dont know dont fucking  care any more.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2552517617607935888?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2552517617607935888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2552517617607935888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2552517617607935888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2552517617607935888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuck-you-fuck-you-back.html' title='fuck you ......... fuck you back'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2128471047377299827</id><published>2007-05-18T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:23:21.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--------</title><content type='html'>FULL FULL FULL FULL&lt;br /&gt;thanks cher for the dinner.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2128471047377299827?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2475944658928307017</id><published>2007-05-17T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T10:52:07.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=======</title><content type='html'>Work hard play hard.....&lt;br /&gt;i fucking intend to ....&lt;br /&gt;this is a killer week&lt;br /&gt;my back aches&lt;br /&gt;my FINGERS ache!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;but today will make up for it all&lt;br /&gt;meeting my "family" today....&lt;br /&gt;Cher mei is going to get her fortune told... &lt;br /&gt;the rest of us are just gonna tag along&lt;br /&gt;perhaps after that we'll go for dinner....&lt;br /&gt;cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RkvCZVexgpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ljYfM_n9GtE/s1600-h/myangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RkvCZVexgpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ljYfM_n9GtE/s320/myangel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065355946426991250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear one you've been gone a long time now&lt;br /&gt;the leaves settle on your ashes&lt;br /&gt;the morning dew damps your tomb&lt;br /&gt;like the tears that fell the day you left me&lt;br /&gt;from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;like the feeling of forever dusk&lt;br /&gt;never reaching the dawn&lt;br /&gt;the darkness has faded &lt;br /&gt;but not the fear&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of not having you around&lt;br /&gt;inside me there grows a strange confidence&lt;br /&gt;could it be you inside giving me faith?&lt;br /&gt;my heart it warms at this thought&lt;br /&gt;a smile on my face corrects the frown&lt;br /&gt;my steps steady from my stumble&lt;br /&gt;now everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;in my life of eternal dawn........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2475944658928307017?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2475944658928307017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2475944658928307017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2475944658928307017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2475944658928307017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_17.html' title='======='/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88o4ki1QUeQ/RkvCZVexgpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ljYfM_n9GtE/s72-c/myangel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7016095466224158763</id><published>2007-05-11T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:50:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--------------</title><content type='html'>read a blog lately&lt;br /&gt;quite interesting&lt;br /&gt;very similiar to my life....&lt;br /&gt;wonder how it turns out&lt;br /&gt;am i the bad guy&lt;br /&gt;some people seem to think not&lt;br /&gt;well what i can say is that it takes 2 hands to clap&lt;br /&gt;whats over is over&lt;br /&gt;time to move on and be happy&lt;br /&gt;cryin is no use pointless&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;life is important...&lt;br /&gt;live it to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM is worth everything&lt;br /&gt;freedom of heart freedom of mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7016095466224158763?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7016095466224158763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7016095466224158763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7016095466224158763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7016095466224158763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='--------------'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-6000508225624615659</id><published>2007-05-10T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T03:02:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE THING ABOUT BENGS</title><content type='html'>THE THING ABOUT BENGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you i ask &lt;br /&gt;who are you really?&lt;br /&gt;I always direct this question to the younger generation of bengs&lt;br /&gt;i mean who ARE they really?&lt;br /&gt;where were they when the street fights were frequent&lt;br /&gt;where the heros of yester-years were fighting for their lives and reps?&lt;br /&gt;i mean im no hero of that sort&lt;br /&gt;but i know enough to tell you that true thugs dont do the things that young thugs do now&lt;br /&gt;when you enter a S.S there are rules that you have to follow&lt;br /&gt;respect that you have to give&lt;br /&gt;rules like never sleep with your brother's wife &lt;br /&gt;or betray not those who are with you and against you&lt;br /&gt;but is seems like these values are no longer needed in the new generation&lt;br /&gt;we the past have become nothing more than a formality&lt;br /&gt;i grew up old school.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats why im feeling so blue about this now&lt;br /&gt;but now that i look at what the gang has become.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer want a part of it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6000508225624615659?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5686531632424551257</id><published>2007-05-10T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:44:11.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>a taste of it as we walked by the river&lt;br /&gt;a smell so captivating it stole my breath away&lt;br /&gt;a sight so lovely that it took my heart&lt;br /&gt;oh what it must be&lt;br /&gt;can not ye tell just by sight&lt;br /&gt;can ye not guess what runs through minds&lt;br /&gt;what must be said about it is that it is good&lt;br /&gt;something that is free must be freely returned&lt;br /&gt;like a bad story turned good&lt;br /&gt;or a good movie turned better&lt;br /&gt;the taste of it just leaves me lusting for more&lt;br /&gt;time is time &lt;br /&gt;as time will always be time&lt;br /&gt;never enough as we crave for more of it&lt;br /&gt;just simple things that we hope will last for eternity&lt;br /&gt;time is as time will ever always be&lt;br /&gt;never enough for us to grasps&lt;br /&gt;never enough for hearts to bond&lt;br /&gt;though the best is made use of&lt;br /&gt;it still never is enough&lt;br /&gt;never does it seem to be&lt;br /&gt;enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5686531632424551257?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5686531632424551257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5686531632424551257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5686531632424551257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5686531632424551257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-5720499830954096955</id><published>2007-05-07T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:27:16.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO2</title><content type='html'>BTW &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;life is great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-5720499830954096955?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/5720499830954096955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=5720499830954096955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5720499830954096955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/5720499830954096955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello2.html' title='HELLO2'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-782484755688371352</id><published>2007-05-07T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:25:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>Spent a bomb on the class chalet&lt;br /&gt;and so few turned up&lt;br /&gt;one even had the audacity to say that she was not interested????&lt;br /&gt;oh please luh we just asked you for the sake of asking only....being polite you know......BITCH.....&lt;br /&gt;who do you think you are?&gt; FERGIE or something??? oh puh----lease......&lt;br /&gt;if she is the dutchess then you're her stools(shit) or perhaps not even there...&lt;br /&gt;come on to say that u are a bitch degrades bitches!!!!! so i take that back.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-782484755688371352?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/782484755688371352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=782484755688371352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/782484755688371352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/782484755688371352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-2224305337024776008</id><published>2007-04-30T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T04:18:55.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_____________</title><content type='html'>Life is so bloody complicated&lt;br /&gt;the most obvious things are usually so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;parting might be the answer and yet it dosent seem to be so&lt;br /&gt;do one and regret&lt;br /&gt;do another and still its wrong&lt;br /&gt;both wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;making things better is really a naive thing to say dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;there is no sharing of the blame&lt;br /&gt;there is no such thing&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing we can do except accept and live on&lt;br /&gt;who we are is just that&lt;br /&gt;who we are&lt;br /&gt;there are things that we can change and things that are just in-built&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what things are this way&lt;br /&gt;they just are&lt;br /&gt;i mean its not that i am a complicated person&lt;br /&gt;far from that&lt;br /&gt;i am the most fucking simple person in the whole fucking lasalle&lt;br /&gt;as DALLIAH once said..... im just too fucking literal&lt;br /&gt;dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;loyalty is important&lt;br /&gt;honor:?&lt;br /&gt;voicing out&lt;br /&gt;am i prideful?&lt;br /&gt;over confident?&lt;br /&gt;love fights (fist)&lt;br /&gt;i love to enjoy the good fucking life &lt;br /&gt;clubs ktv night time outings ect...&lt;br /&gt;am i that much different?&lt;br /&gt;am i wrong to have a taste a lusting for the things that i had missed during those years?&lt;br /&gt;am i evil&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;as i once wrote&lt;br /&gt;heaven wont accept me coz  im bad&lt;br /&gt;hell wont take me coz the devil's afraid of me taking over&lt;br /&gt;so watch out afterworld coz here the fuck i come&lt;br /&gt;a sword in one hand fire in the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard a story today......&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is jurong allan watch out u pussy&lt;br /&gt;come east side and ill kill ya......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2224305337024776008?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2224305337024776008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2224305337024776008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2224305337024776008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2224305337024776008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_30.html' title='_____________'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-8072500604425315138</id><published>2007-04-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:36:40.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-----------</title><content type='html'>RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see i was just doing my thing lately&lt;br /&gt;and this idea hit me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na.....&lt;br /&gt;acutally&lt;br /&gt;i have not idea what i am doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared ya didnt i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-8072500604425315138?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/8072500604425315138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=8072500604425315138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8072500604425315138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8072500604425315138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='-----------'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-8675684923530293851</id><published>2007-04-28T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:58:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chains &lt;br /&gt;chains &lt;br /&gt;chains &lt;br /&gt;tying me up&lt;br /&gt;chains &lt;br /&gt;chains &lt;br /&gt;chains&lt;br /&gt;are they enough &lt;br /&gt;they are so much fimiliar&lt;br /&gt;they so much more than freedom&lt;br /&gt;but that does not mean that they are right&lt;br /&gt;they does not mean it is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;chains&lt;br /&gt;chains&lt;br /&gt;chains&lt;br /&gt;binding me&lt;br /&gt;tainting me &lt;br /&gt;changing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-8675684923530293851?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/8675684923530293851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=8675684923530293851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/8675684923530293851'/><link 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SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-6227904246483714114?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/6227904246483714114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=6227904246483714114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6227904246483714114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/6227904246483714114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick-sick-sick-sick-sick_22.html' title='SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-347958383674744015</id><published>2007-04-22T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:20:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK</title><content type='html'>SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK 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SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;br /&gt;SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-347958383674744015?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1791507267676121073</id><published>2007-04-21T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T02:11:56.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPLESS IN SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>SLEEPLESS IN SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get to sleep though i am sick&lt;br /&gt;cant get to sleep because of some comments got me thinking&lt;br /&gt;i AM a bad guy perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty within the knocks upon his heat echos into eternity&lt;br /&gt;the beats heard arnt his heat's work&lt;br /&gt;but the echos of distance &lt;br /&gt;she longs for the silence to end&lt;br /&gt;yet she pulls away&lt;br /&gt;shuns what seems right&lt;br /&gt;choosing only to see illusions &lt;br /&gt;chasing smoke only to be mis-lead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1791507267676121073?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1791507267676121073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1791507267676121073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1791507267676121073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1791507267676121073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/sleepless-in-singapore.html' title='SLEEPLESS IN SINGAPORE'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1009095027856230292</id><published>2007-04-20T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:04:21.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK IS AS SICK DOES</title><content type='html'>SICK IS AS SICK DOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fi's today got some stuff done there&lt;br /&gt;and at the beach....&lt;br /&gt;headed back to rul's place to get our stuff and take some pics of the &lt;br /&gt;3d project&lt;br /&gt;my day is burned&lt;br /&gt;thought i could do some work tonight&lt;br /&gt;but im fucked sick &lt;br /&gt;nose blocked&lt;br /&gt;eyes red and tearing&lt;br /&gt;perhaps im missing my home....&lt;br /&gt;my true home....&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;im sick till im talking crap....&lt;br /&gt;Bed-time.....&lt;br /&gt;life sucks when you are sick....&lt;br /&gt;FARK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1009095027856230292?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1009095027856230292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1009095027856230292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1009095027856230292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1009095027856230292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick-is-as-sick-does.html' title='SICK IS AS SICK DOES'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-3508801124152799707</id><published>2007-04-18T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T02:19:14.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOTHIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach to me and i will set you free&lt;br /&gt;he says as his tears begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;how can you say that from high upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;his legs weary &lt;br /&gt;his arms sore still&lt;br /&gt;bleeding from the nail wounds on his hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;the stigma of bearing truth into the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mocking him a serpent on the ground&lt;br /&gt;slithers its way towards him&lt;br /&gt;on its belly &lt;br /&gt;anger it feels &lt;br /&gt;as it draws closer to &lt;br /&gt;curse me i shall taint you as i have tainted your kin&lt;br /&gt;the serpent thinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man is silent&lt;br /&gt;he remains that way&lt;br /&gt;given his life for the world&lt;br /&gt;yet it slays him&lt;br /&gt;like a dog in the streets&lt;br /&gt;laid to bare &lt;br /&gt;for millions to see&lt;br /&gt;what did he die for&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-3508801124152799707?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/3508801124152799707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=3508801124152799707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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close friend&lt;br /&gt;he was the best thing that ever happened to me in KBC&lt;br /&gt;though he was not from my group&lt;br /&gt;he showed me the ropes to kbc life&lt;br /&gt;he thought me the rules the dos and do-nots &lt;br /&gt;where and how to avoid detection while doing exercises in the bunk room&lt;br /&gt;he even thought me accounts lessons !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;under his tutorlage i scored A in most of my tests!&lt;br /&gt;but now......&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;that person is gone.........&lt;br /&gt;caught in the web that gangsters spin for themselves&lt;br /&gt;unable to move further from where he now stands.............&lt;br /&gt;future is ruined just for that....&lt;br /&gt;my poor poor friend&lt;br /&gt;what will become of you now&lt;br /&gt;my heartaches at your loss of yourself&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that this could happen to you&lt;br /&gt;you who thought me the value of christ in oneself&lt;br /&gt;you who was the joker of the bunk&lt;br /&gt;one who seemed to treasure life more than anyone else that i have ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go now to meet you&lt;br /&gt;on this day....&lt;br /&gt;your birthday or perhaps its an earlier celebration of it.......&lt;br /&gt;sad to say....&lt;br /&gt;my heartaches friend.....&lt;br /&gt;my heartaches...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-4456187944982931944?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/4456187944982931944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=4456187944982931944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/4456187944982931944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2832/4159/300/z/15972/image-upload-21-739795.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; TO LEAVE OR NOT TO LEAVE THAT IS THE QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been with this group for ages it's become very much like a family to me. . . So much so that cannot see myself functioning without it. . . It was my life. . . It in some way still is . . . I just cannot see myself functioning without it. . . Those that know me well know that all that i am now is because of the road that i have walked. The bad and the good that i have gone through. . . In some way have made me who i am. . . Honor loyalty brotherhood the things i live for. Now they ask me if i am with them. They demand that i return to their ranks officially when they themselves have no right to do so . Being that they betrayed our rules themselves. . .   My life is my shirt. . . But how am i to treasure that if it is not treasured by those who ask me to treasure it? I feel like i have been living a lie. Till this day i dream of the good old days. . When i think of this i really feel like shit . . . . My whole life is a lie. . . Who am i and what have i lived for. Where are the heroes of yesteryears. . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-2276367387110575550?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/2276367387110575550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=2276367387110575550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2276367387110575550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/2276367387110575550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-leave-or-not-to-leave.html' title='To leave or not to leave'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1539312569590797416</id><published>2007-04-13T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:55:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2832/4159/1600/z/429423/image-upload-13-752558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2832/4159/300/z/767392/image-upload-13-752558.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hate me now. . . Hate me forever hate me for all the things that i have done wrong.  .  .  .  .  Lately i've been feeling this sense of uselessness. . . It's as if the world has become much colder. Meaningless existance my bane . A life that i had longed for no longer means as much as it meant to me . . . . .  The deeper i think into things the more i come to understand myself. . The more i come to understand myself the more i fear myself. . .  Not the fear of what i might be or what i have been. But rather of who i am now. Living in this life that i loath. Where am i now. . . . I wonder to myself. . . .  Questions that never seem to be answered. . . A deep sense of loathing i feel now. Maybe i should just take my life now. . End it once and for all. . . Underneath my smiles i cry. . . . Can somebody hear me? Or is this just like prison. . . People people all around but not a soul to share with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1539312569590797416?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1539312569590797416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=1539312569590797416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1539312569590797416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/1539312569590797416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/hate-me-now.html' title='Hate me now'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-7158366118899955327</id><published>2007-04-11T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:07:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE WHERE IM SUPER PISSED OFF</title><content type='html'>THE ONE WHERE IM SUPER PISSED OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what you want with me already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya perhaps i'm not a good boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;but you know this by now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant read your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do all the things that HE does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm very disappointed in you" you said in an sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing my work and your giving me all this negative comments&lt;br /&gt;i told you im leaving around 7&lt;br /&gt;and yet u still expect me to meet you?&lt;br /&gt;you know that if i have the time i will meet you&lt;br /&gt;what do you need me to do?&lt;br /&gt;spell it out to you.....&lt;br /&gt;do you think i can do that?&lt;br /&gt;do you really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to tell you&lt;br /&gt;this choice that i made i stick to it no matter what&lt;br /&gt;but how come it seems like you just cant forget what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I TOLD YOU I LOVE YOU THEN I DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anything else you want?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps for me to quit school for u&lt;br /&gt;perhaps to just fuck everything else for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past maybe i could do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW I KNOW WHAT I WANT&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT TO DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU know how much school means to me&lt;br /&gt;these few days are gonna be very hard on us &lt;br /&gt;i know that and you know that &lt;br /&gt;i warned you already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SPARE A THOUGHT FOR ME....&lt;br /&gt;how am  supposed to get work done when im in such a mood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-7158366118899955327?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/7158366118899955327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34073360&amp;postID=7158366118899955327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7158366118899955327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34073360/posts/default/7158366118899955327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-where-im-super-pissed-off.html' title='THE ONE WHERE IM SUPER PISSED OFF'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09321766948904273375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34073360.post-1250123591850527302</id><published>2007-04-10T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:26:24.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIRT TIRED</title><content type='html'>THE ONE WHEN WE JUST CAME BACK FROM WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher's studio was THE BOMB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tons of work done....&lt;br /&gt;tons more tooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so great that we decided on going back tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;going back to more work...&lt;br /&gt;its so motivational there&lt;br /&gt;i finished like 3 drawings in the first day&lt;br /&gt;3 more mini stuff in my sketch book &lt;br /&gt;planned the external projects and internal ones too&lt;br /&gt;got my clay done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so beautiful there....&lt;br /&gt;the evening and morning jogs there was really......&lt;br /&gt;theres just no words to describe it....&lt;br /&gt;i'll take a picture or two the next time round,,,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34073360-1250123591850527302?l=mypenishot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypenishot.blogspot.com/feeds/1250123591850527302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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