<?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-6169367</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:25:51.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everydaes</title><subtitle type='html'>Ups and downs</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-116425705150422981</id><published>2006-11-22T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:44:11.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Santa joseSee that? 3/4 of it is gifts for family and frds.1 mth in pensacola. I have ceased training for the moment due to a shoulder dislocation. But dont worry my shoulder is ok now and i hope training will resume soon.Having my dec break in abt a mth's time. Going for road trip to Orlando Disney world, then to Daytona beach and maybe to Miami. I really miss my family and frds.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116425705150422981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116425705150422981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116425705150422981' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-116285429795877430</id><published>2006-11-06T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:04:57.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im beginning to dread swimming. I came here as a weak swimmer, knowing only breast stroke. Now, i noe front crawl, side stroke, back stroke and breast stroke. Which is, of coz, due to numerous remedial lessons. And now, the treading water part. I nearly drowned twice this morn. It was deja vu again this afternoon.  I drink like a gallon of chlorinated water everyday. Imagine swimming and treading</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116285429795877430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116285429795877430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116285429795877430' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-116134998155682333</id><published>2006-10-20T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T06:13:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It isnt easy to be living alone overseas, to be away from yr family and frds. I'm learning how to cook now, frm seniors and frds here, in order not to eat out so often and to save money. Independenence is the word. U wash yr own clothes, iron yr clothes, do yr own groceries shopping and manage everything by yrself. Moreover, we have to buy our own car here, becoz the base is so big, u nid 30-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116134998155682333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116134998155682333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116134998155682333' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-116070259686026490</id><published>2006-10-12T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:24:25.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ByeI'll see u guys in 17 mths. I swear i won't miss u all! *sob*Pensacola here i come.p/s: im missing sg alrdyp/s2: do email me at josephng82@gmail.com or msn at whothehellchangedmypw@hotmail.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116070259686026490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/116070259686026490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116070259686026490' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-115927825945599073</id><published>2006-09-26T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:44:19.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LeavingOk leaving for australia tmr. Anyone wanan get me can still sms me. Be back on 5th.Bye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115927825945599073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115927825945599073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115927825945599073' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-115918204714026036</id><published>2006-09-25T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T04:00:47.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FlyOk long story cut short. Today went tengah air base. Was told to report there. Fill up lots of forms. Drew fight suits, G suits, and other barang barang. Imagine i was carrying 1 fugging big box of everything walking ard like an idiot. Somemore so heavy and the camp so big. Then walk back n forth to do FFI and all..nvm cannot do coz no hard copy of test results. Tmr was told to attend GFET </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115918204714026036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115918204714026036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115918204714026036' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-115658923567883010</id><published>2006-08-26T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T03:47:15.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DIESee the blue line? tts my running route tmr..21km..run from padang pass maxwell then the entire east coast then mountbatten rd. Up nicoll highway pass orchard rd..(READ:ORCHARD RD)pass havelock and outram then back to padang again.I THANK U SAF *SALUTE*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115658923567883010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115658923567883010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115658923567883010' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-115615136229276532</id><published>2006-08-21T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T09:43:33.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long whileWell..its been donkey years since my last post..dunno wad to blog also..but well..been quite happy n enjoying myself these few mths..finally clearing leave and ord soon..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115615136229276532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/115615136229276532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115615136229276532' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114992346578726801</id><published>2006-06-10T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T00:11:05.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Biscuits anyone?sry fishball i love this pic alot haaha. i love these biscuits. not becoz that they r tasty but i like the brand, nuff said.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114992346578726801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114992346578726801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114992346578726801' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114925798714360987</id><published>2006-06-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:02:17.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The aftermath of too much window shoppinretail therapy = major damage.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114925798714360987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114925798714360987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114925798714360987' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114528527148053641</id><published>2006-04-17T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:47:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now That She's GoneGirl you know I miss you soI didn't know you had to goYou've had enough of our distance babyBefore I had the chance to sayI'm staying with youFor the rest of my lifeDon't keep telling me these wordsYou don't know how much it hurtsAnd I'll promise you eternityIf you promise me your stayBut now it's too lateI'm no longer the man that I wasI will go on without herLike a fool who's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114528527148053641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114528527148053641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114528527148053641' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114440440368381787</id><published>2006-04-07T01:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T06:53:23.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIMELINE 14 Years Ago, I ... 1.  learnt how to ride a bicycle but fell numerous times2.  had nice silky hair3.  had pearl white complexion4.  lived in Bedok with my grandparents living just across my door.5.  haven seen my dad since primary 26.  was already standing at 1.65m tall at primary 67.  liked a girl called yanting8.  had a gf but it ended a few mths later when i entered sec sch.  10+ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114440440368381787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114440440368381787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114440440368381787' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114327786659619022</id><published>2006-03-25T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:11:06.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creepy MAN!!! - Story of a rented apartment.Horrors of renting apartmentI once rented an apartment. The rental for this apartment was unbelievably cheap, but yet I rented it. After staying there for sometime, I noticed the neighbouring people started looking at me in a funny manner, some were even whispering behind my back. I felt curious. Finally one day I got hold of the guard and asked him for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114327786659619022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114327786659619022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114327786659619022' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-114173473141065772</id><published>2006-03-07T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T04:32:11.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sick.its been 2 weeks. i hav a headache. i lost my sense of taste n smell. block nose and wet cough. recently i've been talking cock.i think i have bird flu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114173473141065772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/114173473141065772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114173473141065772' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113929288309966106</id><published>2006-02-06T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:14:43.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whinenot that im complaining but it really sucks to have been awaken by mr dys3-alex-why-u-hav-to-call-me-to-do-sai-kang. im on off until 13th and now i have a job to do on the 8th to 10th. thks eh mr gwee for arrowing me to do this. im only doing this for u for sympathetic reasons, yes of course less "sym" more "pathetic". The moment i return to camp for my DOO duty u hav to throw me the AI for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113929288309966106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113929288309966106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113929288309966106' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113885572321939256</id><published>2006-02-01T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:55:20.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RELEASERelease is simply the act of letting go. In every situation, u can either take reponsibilty and attempt to cause things to happen, or u can let go. Neither option is better or worse. Every situation is different, n only u will know what is the right thing to do in each case. There r times when u will need to take reponsibility for the progression of a rship n times u will need to just let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113885572321939256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113885572321939256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113885572321939256' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113673269612898573</id><published>2006-01-08T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:04:58.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To love or be loved? Right or wrong?Whether or not your partner is right for you is one of the most important decisions of your life. Your entire future depends on these choices so how can you be sure you have the picked the right one?Well, the first thing you need to do is honestly ask yourself is why you love or are with your partner? You would be surprised at the answers you hear when you ask </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113673269612898573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113673269612898573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113673269612898573' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113656048859596460</id><published>2006-01-06T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T07:14:48.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chioces/decisions/willingnessChioce is e exploration of desire n then e selection of action. In every moment, u are choosing either to align yr own true path or to veer away frm it. There are no neutral actions. Even the smallest gesture has a direction to it, leading closer to yr path or away frm it, whether u realize it or not. Pure actions - like spending time wif a beloved frd - brings u into</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113656048859596460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113656048859596460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113656048859596460' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113602993079151213</id><published>2005-12-31T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:28:03.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A new year beckonsHappy New Year everyone!2005. A year of gain n loss,pain and basically nth much.Goodbye 2005.I won't miss you at all.Enter 2006.Quote:Loving someone means giving her the freedom to find her way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113602993079151213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113602993079151213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113602993079151213' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113594210151225450</id><published>2005-12-30T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T03:28:21.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do or dont?Can two persons, who were a couple, be friends after their breakup, when one party still have feelings for e other?Possible. But I really detest e thought of that.Platonic friendships do exist between males and females, but they wouldn't be so if one of them doesn't see the other only as a friend, no?I cannot stand people who remains friends with someone who feels something more than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113594210151225450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113594210151225450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113594210151225450' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113555907182989946</id><published>2005-12-25T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:04:31.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate to be sick. dammit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113555907182989946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113555907182989946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113555907182989946' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113550283563916353</id><published>2005-12-25T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:34:06.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PhotographLook at this photographEvery time I do it makes me laughHow did our eyes get so red?And what the hell is on Joey's head? This is where I grew upI think the present owner fixed it upI never knew we ever went withoutThe second floor is hard for sneakin out This is where I went to schoolMost of the time had better things to doCriminal record says I broke in twiceI must have done it half a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113550283563916353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113550283563916353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113550283563916353' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113540370168082358</id><published>2005-12-23T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:55:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe its time to let it all go..Merry Christmas everyone!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113540370168082358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113540370168082358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113540370168082358' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113431558106710317</id><published>2005-12-11T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T07:39:41.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Angels Or Devilsthis is the last timethat I'm ever gonna come here tonightthis is the last time - I will fall into a place that fails us all - insideI can see the pain in youI can see the love in youbut fighting all the demons will take timeit will take timethe angels they burn inside for us are we ever are we ever gonna learn to flythe devils they burn inside of usare we ever gonna come back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113431558106710317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113431558106710317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113431558106710317' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113414576762491566</id><published>2005-12-09T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T05:51:40.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What i like on a girl you don't have to know1.A pony tail.2.Long silky hair =)2.Big round earrings! i lubbbb em3.fitting 3/4 pants with slim legs! *drool*4.A sweet sweet smile =)5.not too tall.. (below 1.70m?)6.minimal make up too thick makes me sick, no make up e best =)All this makes me take extra attention!i would hold u thru the nighti would stay right by yr sidei would give u the worldi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113414576762491566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113414576762491566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113414576762491566' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113385355183121228</id><published>2005-12-06T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:19:11.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SolitareHow much should THE rock be? Some say two to three times a man's salary is the norm nowadays..Well, considering that the proposal is once in a lifetime and you only get to do it once, does the price or the size of THE rock matters? Well some gals say YES it is. Well i tend to understand why this is so..which gal wouldnt mind getting a bigger rock? Which gal wouldnt want to be the envy of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113385355183121228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113385355183121228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113385355183121228' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113367045759827834</id><published>2005-12-03T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T20:27:37.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes i wonderYup i wonder sometimes. I wonder why things happens and i wonder what makes them tick.And i wonder if the things people say to u are true or if ever they will remain true. Humans tend to say things in the spur of the moment but somehow they never seem to get into place. If one says that one will not do this and have not done that, but come to think of it, if the same thing can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113367045759827834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113367045759827834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113367045759827834' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113326285717262997</id><published>2005-11-29T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T03:14:17.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not being able to sleep is irritatingAnd so is mr 2LT derek lim who slept in my bunk last night. Now i admit i can still stand a lil of snoring here and ther..but mr derek lim-who-snored-like-a-pig was just as loud as the new audio system in zouk. I swear i could still hear the gorr gorr sound in my lil head whenever i closed my eyes. Being in the army for quite awhile, and encounter numerous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113326285717262997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113326285717262997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113326285717262997' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113303654539900192</id><published>2005-11-26T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T06:29:32.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today i went to suntec to collect my commissioning and comms ball pictures which was taken quite awhile back.It was a digital photo studio and we had hired the photographers to take some pictures for us during commissioning and also our graduation ball.I went to the studio and waited for like 20 mins before anyone was available to serve me. Finally i was seated down and was told to choose between</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113303654539900192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113303654539900192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113303654539900192' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113291539382962924</id><published>2005-11-25T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:43:13.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Careless whisper from a careless man,A neutron dance for a neutron fan;Marionette strings are dangerous things,I thought of all the trouble they bring.An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy,Rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh.Tell me that shes not dreaming.Shes got an ace in the hole,It doesnt have meaning.Reality used to be a friend of mine,cause complete control, I dont take too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113291539382962924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113291539382962924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113291539382962924' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113283847612873869</id><published>2005-11-24T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T05:21:16.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The camera pans the cocktail glass,Behind a blind of plastic plants;I found the lady with the fat diamond ring.Then you know i can't remember a damn thing.I think it's one of those de ja vu things,Or a dream that's tryin' to tell me something.Or will i ever stop thinkin' about you.I don't know, i doubt it.Subterranean by design,I wonder what i would find if i met you,Let my eyes caress you,Until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113283847612873869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113283847612873869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113283847612873869' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-113240455137077317</id><published>2005-11-19T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T04:49:11.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It beens 15 days since you went away, i miss you so much and i don't know what to say. I should be over you, i should know better but that's just not the case. Do you still feel the same or has time put out the flame?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113240455137077317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/113240455137077317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113240455137077317' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112883727994313222</id><published>2005-10-08T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:54:39.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A week of deserved restWell..finally got a week of rest after commissioning..went back to camp for a 2 day course only..nth really special..juz that no more marching ard like idiots in camp anymore and OTOT canteen breaks whenever we want..not really used to ppl saluting me and calling me sir..haha..it only had been the other way round juz a few weeks ago..Reporting tmr to my new unit..23 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112883727994313222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112883727994313222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112883727994313222' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112826875766424764</id><published>2005-10-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:59:17.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is so unpredictable isnt it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112826875766424764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112826875766424764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112826875766424764' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112752831990715537</id><published>2005-09-23T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:18:39.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 week moreFinally after so long i got my sword and cert! 1 week moreJust got my posting.Will be going to unit after commissioning..23SA as a battery recce officer~For those friends who wans to come to my commsioning parade u all can call me and ask me for the details. No tics is required but u are not allowed to drive in unless u have the car coupon.1st oct SAFTI MI parade sq.seated b4 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112752831990715537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112752831990715537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112752831990715537' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112339851811540529</id><published>2005-08-06T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:08:38.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally cleaned up my room after ages..haven really tidied it since i entered e army..keep cleaning up army bunks yet lazy to clean my own..sometimes even my bunk is cleaner than my own room..Haven been blogging some constructive posts fer a long time..all e while its just some stupid quotes or words or a few pics...afterall its just army stuff all along..some boring shit that i went thru..having</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112339851811540529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112339851811540529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112339851811540529' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112278415031979613</id><published>2005-07-30T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:29:10.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Camp lifeOn a SSPHmy FA bunkmates in kranji campme gordon and clement - who were with me since sispec days9 more weeks to commissioning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112278415031979613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112278415031979613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112278415031979613' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112220301011419856</id><published>2005-07-24T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T04:03:30.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes life can get so funny it becomes a joke sometimes..後視鏡裏的世界 越來越遠的道別你轉身向背 側臉還是很美我用眼光去追 竟聽見你的淚在車窗外面排徊 是我錯失的機會你站的方位 跟我中間隔著淚街景一直在後退 你的崩潰在窗外零碎我一路向北 離開有你的季節 你說你好累 已無法再愛上誰 風在山路吹 過往的畫面全都是我不對 細數慚愧 我傷你幾回 我一路向北 離開有你的季節 方向盤周圍 回轉著我的後悔 我加速超越 卻甩不掉緊緊跟隨的傷悲 細數慚愧 我傷你幾回 停止狼狽 就讓錯純粹bookin in soon..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112220301011419856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112220301011419856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112220301011419856' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-112203745830024966</id><published>2005-07-22T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T06:04:18.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Com spoilt...ultimate sianess...can only rely on my bro's com...2 more mths and im free...going to thailand for live firing on 28 Aug..2 weeks later going back to OCS for commissioning rehersal..=) finally...10 more weeks to commissioning!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112203745830024966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/112203745830024966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112203745830024966' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111975944078189473</id><published>2005-06-25T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:17:20.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>computer down.im feeling so lost.going to be another 1 mth b4 i'll be actively online agn.14 more weeks to commissioning!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111975944078189473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111975944078189473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111975944078189473' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111856573706345200</id><published>2005-06-12T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:42:17.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Confinements,exams,studying and tough training.Retaking ippts and socs every week!I had enough of trainee life!!16 more weeks to commissioning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111856573706345200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111856573706345200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111856573706345200' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111719079282321866</id><published>2005-05-27T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T03:46:32.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life's been gd for far cept for some bad luck.18 more weeks to commissioning!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111719079282321866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111719079282321866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111719079282321866' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111674140919817653</id><published>2005-05-21T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T22:56:49.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a long time since i updated.Well thats because i was quite busy lately or shd i say plain LAZY.Im now over at khatib camp and its been 4 weeks now.Life's quite good over there,we get to book out on fridays and there are less outfields than compared to infantry.Well the only detrimental point is that we got loads of things to study.And i hate maths.And my exam is coming up,in fact its on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111674140919817653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111674140919817653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111674140919817653' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111424110367726745</id><published>2005-04-23T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:25:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10th day of RP.A few more days to go.Now theres a total of 5 of us serving RP.So we kinda hang out at the project room wheres theres like 2 computer wif internets.So 1 fine day when my frd CK was using the com, i chanced upon his conversation wif 1 of his gal frd when hes using msn.CK:i kana RP leh.cannot book out..Gal:so ke lian..CK:ya lorzGal:btw also good la..CK:sianz..Gal:nv go out so u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111424110367726745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111424110367726745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111424110367726745' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111355430978821653</id><published>2005-04-15T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:38:29.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody's on their way home now,while a few of us went back to wingline.We're confined.Or shd i say we're serving RP for those who know the terms.Reporting to HQ every hr or so.14 days.If u count the past few days in,im not gonna step into my hse for ard a mth.All e way until i get posted to Khatib camp.Yeah..thats what i mean when i say i got into trouble in the previous post.The long awaited </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111355430978821653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111355430978821653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111355430978821653' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111318258639852618</id><published>2005-04-10T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:23:06.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spending less n less time at home.Just got home sunday morn n booked in this morn becoz of sat duty.Hasnt been really smooth sailing recently.Got into some trouble.10 more days &amp; ST2 will end.Off i go to artillery.Off i go to khatib camp.Theres nth abt to miss here other than my platoon mates.No more fucked up instructors.No more sleepless nites.No more sore joints &amp; muscle aches.No more insect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111318258639852618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111318258639852618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111318258639852618' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111245173179378606</id><published>2005-04-02T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T06:22:11.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just bought a 20g ipod.Just my luck the AC adaptor turned faulty with just a charge.Now i have to waste my time going down to the service centre to get it changed.Been staying home nowadays cept for the occasional walks and clubbing.Bought a few ps2 games to kill time.Bought the new jay concert cd also.Was supposed to go back SAFTI today for fatigue work for the senior's commissioning parade but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111245173179378606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111245173179378606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111245173179378606' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111166158407454393</id><published>2005-03-24T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:53:04.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UnbearableWay into the wee hours of the night..my buddy and i,after finishing our shellscrape,was digging away at the hard soil and rocks attempting to crave the shape of our fire trench.It was day 1 of our excecise.We dug thru the night,only taking short breaks in between until the next day when it started to rain.We were all drenched and our boots were full of water.We continued digging without</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111166158407454393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111166158407454393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166158407454393' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111131176675567483</id><published>2005-03-20T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T02:02:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spadek tmr im going to dig my way until thursday..god i hate trench digging..bookin in...again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111131176675567483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111131176675567483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111131176675567483' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111121746916574527</id><published>2005-03-18T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:49:12.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bleeding been spending too much $ recently.really need to curb my spending.the week b4 last week i spent $100.last week just spend $200.Ytd i spent another $190.wtf am i spending on.finished reading angels and demons.i feel its better than da vinci code.lots of work to do.tired.what book shd i read next? rule of four?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111121746916574527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111121746916574527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111121746916574527' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111071377260471554</id><published>2005-03-13T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T03:36:12.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im amazed at the no of hrs that i sleep at home.i cant seem to slp more than 8 hrs at home and i dunno y.even when im dead beat or drunk or i slept late i clnt sleep pass 8 hrs.and im also amazed at how i always want to slp during lectures and lessons to the extent that i cld even slp while sitting and miraclously,standing up.well dont have the time to blog further.going back to my 2nd home.ciaoz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111071377260471554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111071377260471554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111071377260471554' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111010361582080715</id><published>2005-03-06T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:17:18.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>??   At the parade square..dressed in my no.1..walking down the stairs...k i need to concentrate..don't swing my arms.Don't clap.Once the guy in front of you marches up the stage,walk to the stairs.Halt.Walk up the steps,don't bounce.Halt again.Ok,they just called my name. Take 7 steps and halt in front of the BG.Good evening,sir.Hmm,he has grey hair.Wonder if he's retiring soon.He just handed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111010361582080715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111010361582080715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111010361582080715' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-111000764376384656</id><published>2005-03-04T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T01:46:07.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turn outMonday 290205I was awoken at 3.30am.Everyone was shouting and i could hear my instructors fucking the whole platoon and asking us to fall in at the platoon common area.Everyone was in a daze and naturally our movement were slow and this thus resulted in we being punished excessively.We were made to do ard 200+ push ups and crunches.After being physically abused for ard 20mins we were made</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111000764376384656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/111000764376384656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111000764376384656' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110941263413100166</id><published>2005-02-26T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T02:10:34.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exhastedrun run runthats what i do everyday in slacks and boots.not to mention the ever boring lectures that makes me battle the Z monster over n over againSOCs every week..abrasions everywher and now a piece of skin frm my palm came off..ouch..hardly had enough time for anybody..been really busy recently..army been making me really sick..assignments..datelines for projects and things to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110941263413100166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110941263413100166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110941263413100166' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110829001077736866</id><published>2005-02-13T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T02:20:10.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up 9am today.went to watch constantine with ivan.a average show,maybe due to the fact i didnt noe much abt the background of the characters.proceeded home soon after.its 6+ pm now.booking in soon.damn i hate this feeling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110829001077736866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110829001077736866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110829001077736866' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110821186053003267</id><published>2005-02-12T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T04:37:40.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boring new year.Lost some money.Nv really did anything but bummed ard.Was suppose to go out ytd but i fell aslp while watching tv.Wasted another day.Went to sim lim today to get some stuff.Accompanied a frd to set up his PC also.Wanted to watch constantine but no tics.Had dinner at cafe cartel.The fish n prawn combo sux.Went home.Bored again.Gone again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110821186053003267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110821186053003267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110821186053003267' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110767402654894179</id><published>2005-02-05T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:13:46.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday aftern..juz book out this morn at 4am! Finished section live firing and got back to wing line ard 12am..went on to clean rifles n bunks until 3am and then waited for the stupid SDO to clear the armskote before finally booking out at 4am+ on the morn!!So looking forward to the 6 days break during the chinese new yr..although i have a few assignments to complete..just 2 more days...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110767402654894179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110767402654894179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110767402654894179' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110691092321530681</id><published>2005-01-28T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T03:15:23.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok..im writing this from camp..officially a cadet in ocs..life has been gd so far..nth too siong as the original cadets are now in tekong doing their field camp which we had alrdy did.The place here is nice,the food is better and the facilities here are the best in the whole of SAF..if sispec is hell then safti mi wld be heaven..k update soon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110691092321530681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110691092321530681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110691092321530681' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110656501610945093</id><published>2005-01-24T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T03:30:45.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OCSi just received a phone call from sispec..im going to ocs tmr...and its only an 1.5 hrs more b4 im bookin in...dammit..i hate to rush..anyway i think its not fixed yet..there may be interviews to clear..somehow i didnt want to crossover...i hate late mins notices..k seeya guys ard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110656501610945093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110656501610945093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110656501610945093' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110654858670082954</id><published>2005-01-23T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:36:26.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Naruto Character are You?quiz by orangeday.netYou are Tidus.  Wo0t. Which Final Fantasy X Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110654858670082954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110654858670082954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110654858670082954' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110639109791976668</id><published>2005-01-22T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T02:51:37.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FinallyWas back on thurs.The long awaited break had come finally after slogging outfield the past 11 days.Sleeping out in the jungle with nth but a groundsheet n encountering enormous wild boars just isnt my cup of tea,not to mention the training and my buddy snoring as loudly as a pig beside me when we were out in the field.I was seriously pissed n deprived of slp.As much as i was happy to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110639109791976668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110639109791976668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110639109791976668' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110644329029676550</id><published>2005-01-22T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T17:21:30.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stayed home ytd..watched the simple life 2 road trip on teevee...parish hilton n nicole richie sure fits the bill of bumb blondes..i cant imagine people tt stupid..they actually put the whole cooking pan into the microwave..how stupid is tt..Anyway caught half of The Road Trip..fell aslp after tt..damn..anyway an interesting cute pic..Going off to play soccer now..ciao</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110644329029676550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110644329029676550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110644329029676550' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110524955282807204</id><published>2005-01-08T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T03:41:21.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>regrets..memories..nostalgia..hope...everything goes on...some good to come out of this..everything be fine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110524955282807204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110524955282807204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110524955282807204' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110518361313467143</id><published>2005-01-08T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T03:26:53.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TiredIt never occured to me that i wld be tt tired.Tough training has really worn me out.Unreasonable training programs with strenuous training jam packed together that i hardly have a minute to rest.Im in my long 4 n boots all day frm 5am to 11pm in the night.i dun have enuff slp everyday.Im basically drenched in e rain in the forest running ard doing section movement or proning ard at some </summary><link 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killed over 60k ppl,such big news that i got wind of only 2 days earlier.It has been a very tiring week..running SOC 2 times this week and a navigation test in which we had to find checkpoints spanned across tekong during day/night.I must have walked over 20km starting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110447518998172935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110447518998172935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110447518998172935' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110387263443863181</id><published>2004-12-24T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:17:14.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XmasMeery xmas everyone!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110387263443863181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110387263443863181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110387263443863181' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110337611035286208</id><published>2004-12-18T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T05:21:50.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OrdealLife is shit inside..shit week..no time to bathe sometimes..everything so rush...fucked up inexperienced sgts who always cock up things..damn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110337611035286208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110337611035286208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110337611035286208' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110287597850327708</id><published>2004-12-13T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T10:26:18.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SISPEC10 days of rest.10 days of slacking.A new chapter unfolds.Shall look forward to a new year and a new begining.See yall ard frds.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110287597850327708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110287597850327708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110287597850327708' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110273491773908573</id><published>2004-12-10T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T19:15:17.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PostingGot posted to sispec.Wasnt as wad i had expected as i had done exceptionally well in bmt(as quoted by my PC and is ranked no.2 in e whole platoon).But well i have learnt to accept wad comes along in my life,afterall its not tt bad anyway.Somehow i just cant accept where some ppl are posted.Company best was posted to become a driver..can u imagine that..My platoon mate,taufik..who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110273491773908573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110273491773908573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110273491773908573' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110220371787527803</id><published>2004-12-04T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T16:09:06.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MemoriesTime flies.From thursday onwards,im known as private Ng.Finally passed out of bmt phase and ready to move on.Somehow feel a bit sad to leave.Here are some memorable moments..field camp!platoon 1 section 1! my sectionmy 'wife' who has been with me for the past 3 mths24km route march!!POP lo!Privates of Foxtrot coy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110220371787527803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110220371787527803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110220371787527803' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110156552498984468</id><published>2004-11-27T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T06:25:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FinallyFinally the end is near.4 mths of recruit life.Fond memories and closely forged frdships.Although graduating frm bmt was something that i wished for but i cant seem to feel happy abt leaving my frds which i had bleeded,sweated and endured physical hardships with.But life moves on i guess,to new places and to face new challenges.Friday we had our sch games day.Months of training had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110156552498984468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110156552498984468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110156552498984468' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110051338920915592</id><published>2004-11-15T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:09:49.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A very boring long weekend.Wasn't as wad i had expected.Too many expectations too many disappointments.Only thing is that i slept at home for 5 days.There seems to be an endless list of things to do but i cant seem to finish them or cant rmb wad to do.So many time yet so little done.Procrastination is the word.Even when im bloggin this down im rushing to prepare to go back to the dreaded place </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110051338920915592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110051338920915592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110051338920915592' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-110021436750585146</id><published>2004-11-11T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:06:07.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long awaited break6.56am in the morning.Yes..the stigma of the lifestyle lead by a recruit.You are so used to waking up so damn early tt u cant even sleep pass 8am.The moment i went home after i booked out on wed nite i headed dw to liquid rm with ben and his frds.It was gd seeing a whole lot of ppl whom i didnt see much when i lost my freedom.People like eddy,ez,april and ben.It was packed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110021436750585146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/110021436750585146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110021436750585146' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109919862606005549</id><published>2004-10-30T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T21:57:06.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from e wild againHi guys.im back again.i just booked out ytd night at 8pm straight after i came back from SIT test which is a 3 day outfield event.Daily heavy rains,body full of mud n sleeping wif the same pair of uniform and squeezing with 160 ppl in a relatively small training shed was part n parcel of SIT test.Moreover we have to go for route marches everyday before we embarked on our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109919862606005549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109919862606005549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109919862606005549' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109851315447200693</id><published>2004-10-22T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T23:32:34.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from the wild.Finally field camp is over.7 days without cold drinks,fresh food,showers and a proper bed.Life is hard.i lost a total of 3 kgs for this 7 days which i considered very little as i survived totally on biscuits alone..yes..3 meals of biscuits and the rest of my diet consists of packet tea,milo and cereal which i consumed by pouring it inside my mouth and mixing it with water </summary><link 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days...rain..siong training everyday,camo on face everyday..combat rations for 7 days...prone..leopard crawl..mud...commando mosquitos..digging foxholes and trenches..blisters..no sleep.. God bless me. Take care everyone.Hopefully i'll see u all in 2 weeks time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109733938497379524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109733938497379524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733938497379524' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109617237155728028</id><published>2004-09-25T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T21:19:31.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday againits sunday again...im so glad that i woke up without a hangover.Ytd was a crazy nite..went to a pub in boat quey to finish e bottle of chivas with des,chunalong n johnnie and went over to double o for yet another round of drinks.several tequilla pops and i-dunno-wad-mix-with-wad concoctions i swear i was a goner by 1am...i even dropped by liquid rm alone to find my frd and came back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109617237155728028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109617237155728028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109617237155728028' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109557789670907410</id><published>2004-09-19T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:20:44.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was looking thru some pics..BeforeAftermy hair..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109557789670907410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109557789670907410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109557789670907410' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109547533877656764</id><published>2004-09-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T19:42:18.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some ppl juz wun change...either they r scheming something or have something to hide..liars...pisses me off</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109547533877656764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109547533877656764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109547533877656764' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109497691188574709</id><published>2004-09-12T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T01:15:11.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another weekend of freedom away from monotonous army life.1 mth into NS already.Tekong has become like a 2nd home.7 days a week and u spend 5 days inside living with many other guys from widely diff backgrounds and cultures.Adaptation sits in.Planned and discipline lifestyle strikes a blurred contrast between past and present.Went for a drink on friday nite and went for a short ktv session and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109497691188574709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109497691188574709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109497691188574709' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109340527357733267</id><published>2004-08-24T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:41:13.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SONG AH!Hi guys! yes its me! yup its really me..im out!...for a day that is...i volunteered for the blood screening done by NUH for some tests and 2day i get to bk out.Botak.Tanned.More toned and every part of my body aches.The moment i got out i was so happy.Bought alot of food and gulp them dw like there was no tmr.Im tired but theres no time so im not gonna slp.I miss everything in singapore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109340527357733267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109340527357733267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109340527357733267' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109268773192999700</id><published>2004-08-16T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T13:22:11.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farewelli was feeling fucked up the whole day...watching drama serial by fast forwarding so i could finish the whole drama by the time im gonna go in...hanged out with eddy ben drew and justin..last night out...here i am feeling so stoned...god i miss my room alrdy..its 4am in the morn..dont think i cld fall aslp...cigg after cigg...i was packing my bag juz now and i swear it weighs a ton..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109268773192999700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109268773192999700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109268773192999700' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109256021222894200</id><published>2004-08-15T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T02:25:58.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny nightmet the gang at bq for a gathering ytd night...the moment i was ther..everyone kept reminding me of NS and saying tt they were going to ORD soon...headed down to liquid rm wif ben,eddy and huat.Had this funny conversation with a frd of eddy's...which happens to be a gay...those stylish nt bad looking type...towards the end of the night he said..K:"do u wanan join me for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109256021222894200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109256021222894200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109256021222894200' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109239554168225560</id><published>2004-08-13T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T04:12:21.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes u wonder y everyone who has everything still has something to complain abt...they have nth to worry abt..be it material needs or basic emotional ones n yet they wallow in their self-dilemma.Vindicate their beliefs with bullshit.They need to be taught a lesson.Take away everything from them.Let them fend for themselves.Then they'll learn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109239554168225560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109239554168225560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109239554168225560' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109229230492999528</id><published>2004-08-12T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:40:58.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 more daysfuck it...i really cant stand the drilling and all the shit ass things those black skinned foreign assholes are doing...they have to start drilling as early as 9+ to disturb my sleep... Headed dw to town and chked out the new coffee club beside california..it was open 24hrs a quite a gd place to hang out but the bad thing was it was full of gays...me n ben was 'chked out' the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109229230492999528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109229230492999528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109229230492999528' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109220224882854221</id><published>2004-08-10T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:30:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6 more daysgoddamn it...y is it i always cant have a good slp...the fucking neighbour who keeps singing the same old karaoke song so irritating to e ears....the noise of the lift upgrading project in my blk...when can i have some peace?? come to think of it...in another 6 more days...bought all my stuff ytd...facial foam..prickly heat powder..ear buds...a lock...an air fresherner for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109220224882854221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109220224882854221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109220224882854221' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109198082825615589</id><published>2004-08-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T09:00:28.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bintan..Came back frm bintan from a 1 day trip 2day...took a overcrowded ferry and me des and johnnie and 2 of des's campmates had to sit on the deck for the 1hr and 45mins journey to bintan island which resulted in a minor sunburn.There wasnt too many things to do in bintan...the beach which was 3 hrs drive away..the resort...massages and of coz seafood..basically we just chk into a hotel and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109198082825615589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109198082825615589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109198082825615589' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109163935056250094</id><published>2004-08-04T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T00:32:20.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SEX AND THE CITY OF KLThe past few days was a blast...On sunday evening me,ben and eddy,together with georgia and his frd,kit,embarked on a 320km drive up to KL for a getaway.We stayed over at eddy's condo in kuchai lama (KL) and began to chk out all the clubs in Jln sultan ismail,a sorta clubbing district in KL..the rest of the trip was spent on eating and chilling over at eddy's place and of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109163935056250094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109163935056250094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109163935056250094' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109117864906492632</id><published>2004-07-30T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T02:10:49.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fri: no way im going to work 2day..im dead tired and my foot hurts..my damn shoe's cushion came off and my soles has been hurting like hell for the past 2 days i was working...went for a haircut 2day..had a short haircut...it isnt tt short but it hasnt been tt short for quite a long time..time for a change...well for only 17 more days....then there wun be anymore changes to it...liquid room 2nite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109117864906492632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109117864906492632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109117864906492632' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109074668313968863</id><published>2004-07-25T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T02:11:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a good night...went db-o with des,johnnie,zhenyu,deli,peiqi and zi liang...ordered a few jugs of whiskey dry..kinda like it alot nw..dunno y...its still the same old db-o..the q...the crowd...the cheap drinks..and no place to sit...went off at ard 1+...me des n johnnie then switched over to liquid rm wher we met ben n eddy and settled dw for another round of drinking...it was all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109074668313968863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109074668313968863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109074668313968863' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109065417108027223</id><published>2004-07-24T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T00:29:31.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fri:work again...went back home...met des for supper and went to my hse to dl my songs into his ipod..nice..tried to sleep at 6am after des left and the same thing happened again...cant slp... thur:lousiest day of my life in a very long time..went for work and came home str..cldnt slp at all in the night..kept thinking back and was so frustratedwed:headed down to town with ed and ben after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109065417108027223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109065417108027223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109065417108027223' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-109052139768482198</id><published>2004-07-22T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T11:36:37.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck this world..fuck you..fuck everyone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109052139768482198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/109052139768482198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109052139768482198' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108987039194998605</id><published>2004-07-14T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T22:52:07.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't been bloggign for a long long time...well been working alot recently and was quite busy...but i'm glad at least i wasn't rotting at home all the time..been working out at the gym during my off days to train up my pathetic frame...6 mths absense has made me weak..i cldnt lift the weights i used to lift last time...guess i have alot of conditioning to go...plan to gain 5 kgs of mass over 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108987039194998605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108987039194998605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108987039194998605' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108895978229444847</id><published>2004-07-04T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T09:49:42.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life seems so messy nowadays..seemingly aimless and unorganized..monotonous and seriously in need of something new or surprises.i guess this is the transition  period when u are going to enter a new phase in yr life.I realised that there are too many things that i wanted to do and get but do not have the means to do so yet..plagued by so many worries and so called self imposed dilemmas i feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108895978229444847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108895978229444847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108895978229444847' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108875020516048333</id><published>2004-07-01T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:36:45.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It feels great to be ok and well and unsick!I havent been seriously sick for years and last week was my worst..Glad tt it was over..well..the ending of one sparks the begining of another..haiz..Time flies..frm nw and 2 weeks after and she's flying..kinda worried..shes so disease prone..feels sucky to be sick alone..1.5 mths more to NS.Felt nth much and kinda wish tt i cld be enlisted earlier..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108875020516048333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108875020516048333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108875020516048333' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108859059641625529</id><published>2004-06-30T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T03:16:36.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck sick these few days...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108859059641625529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108859059641625529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108859059641625529' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108745475598637047</id><published>2004-06-16T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T23:45:55.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its pitch dark.The air is sparse..the walls..seems to close dw on me every minute i spend in this goddamn place..when can i ever get out of this hell..as i laid on the cold hard cemented floor..i begin to wonder..who will ever understand me..noes my every thoughts and wad i think..doubt anyone will..and ever...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108745475598637047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108745475598637047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108745475598637047' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108702941114511407</id><published>2004-06-12T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T01:36:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10 more days...haiz..and the concert's gonna start...man..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108702941114511407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108702941114511407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702941114511407' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6169367.post-108687770107705440</id><published>2004-06-10T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T09:34:49.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone is going into ns..less frds to hang out wif...less kakis to club wif ..less everything...Everyone is going overseas..enjoying themselves...playing mahjong..gambling..enjoying life..im just staying in sg..rotting at home..and going for a movie occasionally..damn itEvery familiar distant face i saw in town keeps faking tt they do not noe me..or is it they have sumthing to hide?damn..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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we went to a outdoor lounge at east coast..1..2..3..123...!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108670074183384368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6169367/posts/default/108670074183384368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephdaretard.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108670074183384368' title=''/><author><name>Jose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214201263590272101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
