<?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-26355140</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:17:12.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proving the fairer sex...loves their balls as well</title><subtitle type='html'>Gal in a little island called Singapore (yes, the country that has nice airport, is super clean, canes people who vandalise, bans chewing gum...but that's another story...).
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Just like most people, she adores her balls, big or small. Before you start conjuring kinky thoughts, we're talking about sports here, my dear. Ball games. 
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Of course, she doesn't mind &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; balls too. Heh.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115696297568547451</id><published>2006-08-31T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T02:36:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving House</title><content type='html'>Not going to be hanging here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No particular reason &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, just that...i miss my old blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I used to blog pretty actively on another site, and of another nature. Very different from what you see here. Those who know me understand I thrive on diversity. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these days, I'm too tired to write in full sentences all the time anyway, so it's really the best time to move back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like, you can always pay a visit - &lt;a href="http://strangecloud.efx2.com/"&gt;http://strangecloud.efx2.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, guess this is &lt;em&gt;adios&lt;/em&gt;! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115696297568547451?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115696297568547451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115696297568547451' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115696297568547451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115696297568547451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/moving-house.html' title='Moving House'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115681128087543169</id><published>2006-08-29T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:28:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coaches</title><content type='html'>Charming coaches with varying styles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Focused &lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Krzyzewski &lt;/strong&gt;a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;Coach K &lt;/strong&gt;(Duke University men's basketball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/mike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Intensity&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jose Mourinho&lt;/strong&gt; (Chelsea football mananger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/mourinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/mourinho.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;Mr. Nice Guy &lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jorg Steinebrunner &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.wwfc.org.sg/"&gt;Woodlands Wellington &lt;/a&gt; coach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/jorgsmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/jorgsmiles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115681128087543169?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115681128087543169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115681128087543169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115681128087543169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115681128087543169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/coaches.html' title='Coaches'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115649065525505678</id><published>2006-08-25T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:24:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok</title><content type='html'>I love the taxis in &lt;strong&gt;Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;...they are bright pink! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/pinktaxis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/pinktaxis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabs in Singapore are comparatively so boring. SMRT should consider switching to pink, seriously. Instead of the dull yellow-top and blue, a dash of dynamic pink will no doubt electrify our roads.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful time immersing myself in the hustle and bustle of busy Bangkok...it's really a shopping haven for all shophaholics. Plus food and beer is cheap!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/draffbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/draffbear.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;strong&gt;'Heineken Draff Bear'&lt;/strong&gt;? Hahaaa.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, while I was there, I bought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmmstar.com/html/star/personal.asp?stars_id=RP00008&amp;pic=1"&gt;Palmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s new album &lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Ride&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/PalmySnap001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/PalmySnap001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the girl since 2004...love her songs, her spunk, her energy on stage. That year, I remembered when I heard Palmy was coming for Tiger Beer's Birthday party concert Euphoria, I jumped at the chance to go and had to psycho my journalist friend in bringing me along to the press con - where i got to shook hands and take photos with here...very memorable - and also get VIP tiks to the concert itself. On this album (her third), she's matured quite a bit, image-wise. But her songs still rock. And that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some odd reason, I returned to Singapore nursing a cold. Bleah. There seems to be a flu bug going around, take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115649065525505678?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115649065525505678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115649065525505678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115649065525505678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115649065525505678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/bangkok.html' title='Bangkok'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115589171751538432</id><published>2006-08-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:01:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Lions, you were so close...</title><content type='html'>By now, if you haven't heard of our Singapore national football team's &lt;em&gt;oh-so-very-close&lt;/em&gt; encounter against&lt;strong&gt; China&lt;/strong&gt;, you must have been living under a rock. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Lions &lt;/strong&gt;put up a gallant fight against their higher-ranked opponents, and was so near to holding them to a draw...then everything crashed down when a penalty was awarded to the Chinese in the &lt;strong&gt;very last minute of injury time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how &lt;em&gt;sway&lt;/em&gt; can that be? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, hopefully, the Lions can keep their heads up and brace themselves for a better challenge when they take on China again in the return leg, right here at the &lt;strong&gt;National Stadium&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/tigercupforblog.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/tigercupforblog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans, time to turn up in full force and recreate the atmosphere during the Tiger Cup! Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115589171751538432?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115589171751538432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115589171751538432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115589171751538432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115589171751538432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-lions-you-were-so-close.html' title='Oh Lions, you were so close...'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115565266830708608</id><published>2006-08-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:37:48.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takuma</title><content type='html'>Forget Initial D. This is the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hottie on the &lt;strong&gt;Grand Prix&lt;/strong&gt; race tracks...&lt;strong&gt;TAKUMA SATO&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/takumasato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/takumasato.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;strong&gt;Super Aguri-Honda&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/sato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/sato.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takuma looking all delectable in black and white :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115565266830708608?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115565266830708608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115565266830708608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115565266830708608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115565266830708608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/takuma.html' title='Takuma'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115551709026230912</id><published>2006-08-14T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:58:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasshoppers</title><content type='html'>Watching the &lt;strong&gt;Grasshoppers &lt;/strong&gt;2005 comeback concert is sheer delight...it's like tunneling back in time and revisiting all those songs you love during your childhood. &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/grasshopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/grasshopper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;em&gt;Bao Bei Dui Bu Qi &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Ai Bu Pa&lt;/em&gt;, among other catchy, wonderfully irreverent tunes? Only the Grasshoppers could pull them off with such effortless piazzaz.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides those jumpy songs, I also like their slow, moving ballads. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/grasshopper2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/grasshopper2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;失乐园 (Sap Lok Yun)&lt;/strong&gt; is a perennial favourite of mine.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"结果我共你&lt;br /&gt;仍然逃不过被围攻被舍弃&lt;br /&gt;爱得惊天动地总算运气&lt;br /&gt;无论褒贬尊与卑&lt;br /&gt;爱可有定理&lt;br /&gt;谈情谁讲理越无理越凄美&lt;br /&gt;就算飞天遁地万年千里&lt;br /&gt;亦决定要共你一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;苦恋注定难我已经习惯&lt;br /&gt;沿途承受不留情的双眼&lt;br /&gt;请给我负担叫世上人间&lt;br /&gt;平凡情侣为你共我轰烈汗颜&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苦恋注定难我却这样贪&lt;br /&gt;途人凝望中寂静的称赞&lt;br /&gt;请给我负担叫世上人间&lt;br /&gt;惶惶情侣在美丽与悲哀之间&lt;br /&gt;留一线空间..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115551709026230912?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115551709026230912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115551709026230912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115551709026230912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115551709026230912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/grasshoppers.html' title='Grasshoppers'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115534264137691792</id><published>2006-08-12T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:14:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAXIM September</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maximonline.com.sg/"&gt;MAXIM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Singapore - the &lt;strong&gt;September issue &lt;/strong&gt;that's just out on newspaper stands.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/maxim_logo_sg.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/maxim_logo_sg.0.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great feature piece about &lt;strong&gt;Fandi Ahmad&lt;/strong&gt;, with a sidebar about the Young Lions. &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/fandiahmad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/fandiahmad2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"The important thing is you must have the three Ds. That's discpline, determination and dedication."  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Golden words from Singapore' golden boy, Fandi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115534264137691792?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115534264137691792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115534264137691792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115534264137691792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115534264137691792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/maxim-september.html' title='MAXIM September'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115503173155163342</id><published>2006-08-08T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:08:51.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Razorlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Razorlight&lt;/strong&gt;'s new album ROCKS to the max! Check them out &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/razorlight"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/Razorlight%20-%20Razorlight%20%5BFront%5D.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/Razorlight%20-%20Razorlight%20%5BFront%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Oooh darling who needs love?&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a heaven up above?&lt;br /&gt;Who needs the clouds, in the sky, not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh darling who needs the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Who needs somebody that can feel your pain?&lt;br /&gt;Who needs the disappointment, of a telephone call, not I&lt;br /&gt;No I don't need that at all, not I...&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Needs Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115503173155163342?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115503173155163342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115503173155163342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115503173155163342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115503173155163342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/razorlight.html' title='Razorlight'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115483173482409042</id><published>2006-08-06T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:35:34.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Maria</title><content type='html'>I like the tennis show &lt;strong&gt;Ace&lt;/strong&gt; on ESPN Starsports...it's a byte-sized magazine programme that is sufficiently comprehensive. It gives you all the latest ATP and WTA tour rankings, how the players are doing so far, and there's even a segment devoted to the potential rising stars of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introducing Russian blonde...&lt;a href="http://www.mariakirilenko.com/"&gt;Maria Kirilenko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/kirilenko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/kirilenko.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Sharapova!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115483173482409042?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115483173482409042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115483173482409042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115483173482409042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115483173482409042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-maria.html' title='Another Maria'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115479269244991926</id><published>2006-08-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:44:52.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Life</title><content type='html'>Falling in love with his music all over again...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/jeff_buckley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/jeff_buckley.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;      Jeff Buckley&lt;br /&gt;                                           (November 17, 1966 – May 29, 1997)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Eternal life is now on my trail &lt;br /&gt;Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail &lt;br /&gt;While all these ugly gentlemen play out their foolish games &lt;br /&gt;there's a flaming red horizon that screams our names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as your fantasies are broken in two &lt;br /&gt;Did you really think this bloody road &lt;br /&gt;would pave the way for you? &lt;br /&gt;You better turn around &lt;br /&gt;and blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racist everyman, what have you done? &lt;br /&gt;Man, you've made a killer of your unborn son&lt;br /&gt;Crown my fear your king at the point of a gun &lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is love everyone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as your fantasies are broken in two &lt;br /&gt;did you really think this bloody road &lt;br /&gt;would pave the way for you? &lt;br /&gt;You better turn around &lt;br /&gt;and blow your kiss hello to life eternal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no time for hatred, only questions &lt;br /&gt;Where is love, where is happiness, what is Life, &lt;br /&gt;where is peace? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I find the strength to bring me release? &lt;br /&gt;And tell me where is the love in what your prophet has said? &lt;br /&gt;Man, It sounds to me just like a prison for the walking dead &lt;br /&gt;And I've got a message for you and your twisted hell &lt;br /&gt;You better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye &lt;br /&gt;to life eternal, angel...&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Eternal Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too tired to write anything these days. I truly believe music heals the soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115479269244991926?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115479269244991926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115479269244991926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115479269244991926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115479269244991926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/eternal-life.html' title='Eternal Life'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115445135759854918</id><published>2006-08-02T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:55:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Underneath</title><content type='html'>Love &lt;strong&gt;Juno Mak's (麦浚龙) 'Walking Underneath' &lt;/strong&gt; album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/juno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/juno.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can play it over and over again, tirelessly...The lyrics, written mostly by the masterful &lt;strong&gt;Wong Wy-man&lt;/strong&gt;, are heartbreaking. This one is especially touching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;没有人&gt;&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"你怎样看 亦像凝望我 那种不经意 却洩露矛盾更多 &lt;br /&gt;怎可能 无聊之过 平常稀疏 只因我心多 &lt;br /&gt;你守护我 但又迴避我 却整天吸引著我 注意力无处去躲 &lt;br /&gt;不管如何 有人如此爱我 我亦暗里练习 如和你告白讲什么 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*原来没有 从来都没有 缠绵邂逅 完全虛构 &lt;br /&gt;那一刻含情回眸 原来是我妄想里的 那点綠洲 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 原来没有 从来都没有 教我紧张得心跳这么久 &lt;br /&gt;到了这一刻终于望通透 其实爱情来过 半分钟 也没有..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhhh. So sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115445135759854918?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115445135759854918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115445135759854918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115445135759854918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115445135759854918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/08/walking-underneath.html' title='Walking Underneath'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115431276467901506</id><published>2006-07-31T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:26:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watched</title><content type='html'>Random ramblings about stuff i recently watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Russian Dolls (Les Poupees russes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/russiandolls_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/russiandolls_bigposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious and light-hearted! Very nice...made me want to watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0283900/"&gt;The Spanish Apartment&lt;/a&gt; again...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/lady%20in%20the%20water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/lady%20in%20the%20water.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all young auteur directors who have gained some fame, &lt;strong&gt;M. Night Shyamalan &lt;/strong&gt;got overly self-indulgent with this one. We need more hits like The Sixth Sense and The Village, not duds like Unbreakable and now...this.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Anatomy of Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/anatomyofhell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/anatomyofhell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like some of the feminist notions put forward by director &lt;strong&gt;Catherine Breillat&lt;/strong&gt;, but on the whole...this film's line between art and pornography is just a big lump of greyness. My take: Anatomy of Hell is really unbelievably explicit, plus there's pornstar &lt;strong&gt;Rocco Siffredi&lt;/strong&gt; in there, so it's more porn than art.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt; Cabaret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/feixiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/feixiang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fei Xiang&lt;/strong&gt; was totally charming, dazzling and flamboyant on stage! Ahhhhh…:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115431276467901506?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115431276467901506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115431276467901506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115431276467901506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115431276467901506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/watched.html' title='Watched'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115422476600978837</id><published>2006-07-30T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T09:59:26.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday on the couch</title><content type='html'>It's a Sunday morning, switch on the television, and two out of the three sports channels on tv are showing...&lt;em&gt;golf&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more, it's &lt;strong&gt;golf-minus-Michelle Wie&lt;/strong&gt;...now, how boring can that get. Yawnz.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From golf to football - &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news and bad news for our &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/younglionshugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/younglionshugging.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After a successful appeal, they are heading to &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/default.asp?V_DOC_ID=2190"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doha for the Asian Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Yeah!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They crashed out last night in the Singapore Cup Quarter-finals to &lt;strong&gt;Woodlands Wellington&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, guess you can't win everything ya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115422476600978837?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115422476600978837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115422476600978837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115422476600978837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115422476600978837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday-on-couch.html' title='Sunday on the couch'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115402526124265612</id><published>2006-07-28T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T02:34:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pageant</title><content type='html'>Was at a &lt;strong&gt;Babe Pageant @ MOS&lt;/strong&gt; organized by some men's magazine earlier...truth be told, it was disappointing. Despite the tagline of the contest boldly calling the gals &lt;em&gt;"the most desirable…"&lt;/em&gt;, there is nothing desirable about most of them. 27 girls paraded onstage, but seriously, less than five could make the cut. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's just me being overly critical, but don't you all agree that there are too many of such 'pageants' these days? And too many of the girls who participate look like they are plucked off Orchard Road (by some blindfolded headhunter...) or simply randomly approached at one of the clubs or pubs. Most look the same - all dolled up, heavily made up, sexy attire. Some don't look half bad, but once they open their mouths...aghast...they just don't realize how sprouting silly answers equates to displaying themselves as airheads.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in all, the best thing about the whole night was still...&lt;em&gt;the beer&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaa.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/msThailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/msThailand.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If just one of the contestants could look like...&lt;strong&gt;Miss Thailand&lt;/strong&gt; (above), that would have been nice. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115402526124265612?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115402526124265612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115402526124265612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115402526124265612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115402526124265612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/pageant.html' title='Pageant'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115399547639212547</id><published>2006-07-27T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T18:17:56.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend it like Beckham</title><content type='html'>I &lt;em&gt;lurrve&lt;/em&gt; this picture of the &lt;strong&gt;Arsenal &lt;/strong&gt;gals lifting the &lt;strong&gt;FA Women's Cup &lt;/strong&gt;trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/ArsenalTrophyCeleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/ArsenalTrophyCeleb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't all of them look wonderfully jubilant and bursting with vivacity? And the &lt;a href="http://www.thefa.com/Womens/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FA.com site &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is really comprehensive...didn't realise there is such an active girls' football scene in England!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our local front, there are a couple of sites on women's football that are worth checking out - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lafutbol.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diva La Futbol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - street soccer for the ladies, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shekickstoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She Kicks Too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - local women's football news&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals, play on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115399547639212547?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115399547639212547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115399547639212547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115399547639212547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115399547639212547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/bend-it-like-beckham.html' title='Bend it like Beckham'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115387194311357574</id><published>2006-07-26T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:06:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has its way</title><content type='html'>From &lt;strong&gt;Yu Tu Mama Tambien (And Your Mother Too)&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/y_tu_mama_tambien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/y_tu_mama_tambien.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La vida tiene sus maneras de ensenarnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de confundirnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de cambiarnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de asombrarnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de herirnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de curarnos. La vida tiene sus maneras de inspirarnos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life has its way of teaching us. Life has its way of confusing us. Life has its way of changing us. Life has its way of astonishing us. Life has its way of hurting us. Life has its way of curing us. Life has its way of inspiring us." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, one of the best films of all time, with a wonderful tagline about this thing called...&lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;. Share it around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115387194311357574?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115387194311357574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115387194311357574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115387194311357574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115387194311357574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-has-its-way.html' title='Life has its way'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115366257569505422</id><published>2006-07-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:49:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only You In the World</title><content type='html'>Was at &lt;strong&gt;JB Neway Karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;earlier. The experience was...&lt;em&gt;surreal&lt;/em&gt;. Imagine meeting someone you've known online for nearly four years, never met up in person before, never crossed your mind to do so...and finally, one day, you decided - it was time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda happened to me today, just that it wasn't putting one face to a name, but a group of 10. (so those of you thinking this was a blind date...tsk tsk tsk). Yes, 10 faces of folks I've known for the longest time by their netizen personalities, by cute nicknames, emoticons and webspeak. And I got to see them in the flesh today for the first time. How do you describe that sort of feeling? It's like, you've known someone for so long, yet at the same time, this is only the beginning, the start of many hellos.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that Neway karaoke was pretty solid...there've got a lot of recent cantonese stuff, so for those of you cantopop-sters, just make your way across the Causeway to our neighbour and you can sing your heart out.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, today, it wasn't any C-pop song that caught my eye &amp; ears. It was a song &lt;strong&gt;&amp;#19990;&amp;#30028;&amp;#21807;&amp;#19968;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20320; (Only You in the World)&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;&amp;#26361;&amp;#26684; (Gary Cao). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple lyrics, a wonderful MTV, and of course, a beautiful voice to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/garycao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/garycao1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26159;&amp;#20320;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#19968;&amp;#30524;&amp;#25105;&amp;#23601;&amp;#35748;&amp;#20986;&amp;#26469;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#36825;&amp;#26159;&amp;#21629;&amp;#36816;&amp;#26368;&amp;#32654;&amp;#20029;&amp;#30340;&amp;#23433;&amp;#25490;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26159;&amp;#29233;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#35753;&amp;#20320;&amp;#25504;&amp;#36807;&amp;#28459;&amp;#38271;&amp;#31561;&amp;#24453;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20204;&amp;#21482;&amp;#35201;&amp;#29616;&amp;#22312;&amp;#30456;&amp;#29233;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#24184;&amp;#31119;&amp;#23601;&amp;#26469;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#24680;&amp;#25105;&amp;#26469;&amp;#19981;&amp;#21450;&amp;#21442;&amp;#20110;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#36807;&amp;#21435;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25265;&amp;#27465;&amp;#35753;&amp;#20320;&amp;#31561;&amp;#24453;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#24895;&amp;#24847;&amp;#20184;&amp;#20986;&amp;#19968;&amp;#20999;&amp;#20132;&amp;#25442;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#28789;&amp;#39746;&amp;#30340;&amp;#21478;&amp;#19968;&amp;#21322;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#36825;&amp;#20010;&amp;#19990;&amp;#30028;&amp;#21807;&amp;#19968;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20320;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26159;&amp;#25105;&amp;#25317;&amp;#26377;&amp;#30340;&amp;#22855;&amp;#36857;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#23545;&amp;#25105;&amp;#35828;&amp;#30340;&amp;#19968;&amp;#23383;&amp;#19968;&amp;#21477;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#37117;&amp;#26159;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20204;&amp;#30340;&amp;#31192;&amp;#23494;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#32039;&amp;#32039;&amp;#25317;&amp;#25265;&amp;#21807;&amp;#19968;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20320;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26080;&amp;#21487;&amp;#25937;&amp;#33647;&amp;#30340;&amp;#22362;&amp;#23450;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#23601;&amp;#31639;&amp;#19990;&amp;#30028;&amp;#19982;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20026;&amp;#25932;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20063;&amp;#24895;&amp;#24847;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20160;&amp;#20040;&amp;#37117;&amp;#24895;&amp;#24847;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115366257569505422?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115366257569505422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115366257569505422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115366257569505422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115366257569505422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/only-you-in-world.html' title='Only You In the World'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115341886373553751</id><published>2006-07-21T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:11:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny</title><content type='html'>Why is &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions&lt;/strong&gt; keeper &lt;strong&gt;Fadhil Salim &lt;/strong&gt;looking so down?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/fadhilsighs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/fadhilsighs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's cos the the cubs lost unfortunately to &lt;strong&gt;Tampines Rovers&lt;/strong&gt; tonight...their third loss now in the &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2006 season. Which just adds to the blow that the Singapore National Olympic Council landed on their laps not too long ago -- basically, SNOC deprived them of the chance to represent Singapore @ the Doha Asian Games. The cubs really got to start bucking up now, should they want their appeal process to go through successfully! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting Young Lions aside, tomorrow night's game should be an exciting one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hufc.com.sg/"&gt;Home United &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;vs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wwfc.org.sg/"&gt;Woodlands Wellington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...my bets, of course, are on the Protectors.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/carlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/carlos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, their Brazilian midfielder &lt;strong&gt;Carlos Alberto&lt;/strong&gt; will be back &lt;em&gt;(not very flattering in this pic, but trust me, he looks good in person)&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/jeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/jeon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the silky &lt;strong&gt;Jeon Kyeong Joon &lt;/strong&gt;will be missing...due to suspension.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the S.League is becoming a little United Nations of sorts with their exciting pool of foreign players! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my fill of wine just now and feeling a bit horny...so I shall move on to talk about a 'horny' topic. Hahahahaa. It was in the news recently - &lt;a href="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,110112,00.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an ITE trainer was discovered masturbating in a classroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, believed to be filmed on one of his student's camera phone.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, young kids being highly curious &amp; excited about sex at that age, circulated that video clip on the Internet and pooof!...there goes the ITE trainer's career. Down the drain.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the trainer should have known better than to DIY in the school premises. Cannot even control for a while meh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all know teachers are humans too, have desires &amp; needs too and let's face it, &lt;em&gt;everyone does it&lt;/em&gt;. No matter how saintly, how geeky, how nerdy, how religious you are, you've probably done &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; sometime in your life. Some on a regular basis, most guys perhaps having started much younger than their female counterparts. &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...ALAMAK...it's not something you talk about openly, and most certainly &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; for display in public. School grounds - no no! Best place? Of course within the confines of your locked bedroom lah. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll most probably regret writing this when I'm less heady tomorrow morning...but...heck. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115341886373553751?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115341886373553751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115341886373553751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115341886373553751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115341886373553751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/horny.html' title='Horny'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115337738617663311</id><published>2006-07-20T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:36:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yida</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; 匿名的宝贝&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/yida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/yida.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我思念在你眼中那一片海水&lt;br /&gt;有一种让我心痛的美&lt;br /&gt;于是我选择自己孤单的睡&lt;br /&gt;下半辈子让我不相信的理由&lt;br /&gt;我想是你对不对&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是个匿名的宝贝&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;不管你带走了什么, 我都因为爱过你觉得美&lt;br /&gt;永远不忘记你的我&lt;br /&gt;像一个孤魂和野鬼&lt;br /&gt;在这个世界上受苦风吹雨打, 我都无所谓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是个匿名的宝贝&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里飞呀飞&lt;br /&gt;如果还能有那一天, 请你回头看我一眼醒了没&lt;br /&gt;不必安慰我, 你知道我不累&lt;br /&gt;哦~爱你怎么会累&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all in the lyrics.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115337738617663311?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115337738617663311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115337738617663311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115337738617663311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115337738617663311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/yida.html' title='Yida'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115318147716558805</id><published>2006-07-18T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T08:11:17.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Yes</title><content type='html'>Ahh...I'm so hooked to &lt;strong&gt;Say Yes Enterprise&lt;/strong&gt;...following it religiously, disc after disc (bringing it back memories of the days I used to be mesmerised by Jap dramas), much to the distaste of my brother. Haha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/sayyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/sayyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, what my brother doesn't understand is, this Taiwanese series isn't like any other &lt;em&gt;ou xiang ju&lt;/em&gt;, you noe...the usual idol drama with pretty boys and pretty girls. I didn't even bother to watch Meteor Garden or any of the F4 shows, but this one, I liked it from the start as it dealt with more edgy storylines. Like the segment &lt;strong&gt;'The Graduate'&lt;/strong&gt;, which is about the Oedipus-type romance between &lt;strong&gt;Li Wei &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Cecilia Yip&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/qiuhun37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/qiuhun37.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"我们终于从这一种全世界都反对我们的战争中毕业了."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww. A 20-year age gap &lt;em&gt;jie di lian&lt;/em&gt; might be too much of a stretch in real life, but somehow, when love has to battle against the biggest odds of all - &lt;strong&gt;societal convention&lt;/strong&gt;, you can't help but root for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115318147716558805?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115318147716558805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115318147716558805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115318147716558805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115318147716558805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/say-yes.html' title='Say Yes'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115292609700947713</id><published>2006-07-15T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:14:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football...Future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lionel Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;, goalkeeper of &lt;strong&gt;Home United &lt;/strong&gt;(and also custodian of the national team), is one of the best players in the &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/lionellewis.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/lionellewis.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught parts of the Tampines vs Home match on Channel NewsAsia last night and he was in excellent form as usual. There was one moment when he was knocked down by...his own teammate. &lt;em&gt;Aiyoh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the &lt;strong&gt;Singapore National Olympic Council's &lt;/strong&gt;decision &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/default.asp?V_DOC_ID=2166"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to drop the Lions from the Asian Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or more rightly, the Young Lions, cos' the Asian Games is U-23) is truly disappointing. If there's all this talk about developing and furthering the potential of our young players, why deprive them the chance to excel &amp; dazzle on a bigger stage?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOC, reconsider your decision!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115292609700947713?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115292609700947713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115292609700947713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115292609700947713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115292609700947713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/footballfuture.html' title='Football...Future?'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115284900047419060</id><published>2006-07-14T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T14:45:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zouk</title><content type='html'>What an &lt;em&gt;interesting &lt;/em&gt;and memorable night. Heh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals, grrrls, vodka and eye-candy in the form of a...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/littlewhitetee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/littlewhitetee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;little white shirt&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmmmmm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115284900047419060?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115284900047419060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115284900047419060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115284900047419060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115284900047419060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/zouk.html' title='Zouk'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115263555105479539</id><published>2006-07-12T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T00:32:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Horror</title><content type='html'>In the face of &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060711/ap_on_re_as/india_train_explosion"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terrorism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else seems so frivolous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115263555105479539?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115263555105479539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115263555105479539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115263555105479539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115263555105479539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-horror.html' title='Oh the Horror'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115245720100240752</id><published>2006-07-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:00:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Slam in her Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Amelie Mauresmo&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/amelie2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/amelie2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIMBLEDON CHAMPION! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught parts of the match when it replayed on Star Sports today, and Mauresmo was really fantastic. She was so cool against &lt;strong&gt;Henin-Hardenne &lt;/strong&gt;and showed no sign of nerves even though she was clearly the underdog going into the final...no one had piped her to win, everyone thought Henin would have it easy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mauresmo...it was &lt;em&gt;simply&lt;/em&gt; her day man. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike the &lt;strong&gt;Australian Open&lt;/strong&gt; (which she won - coincidentally also against Henin-Hardenne - but it was such a letdown final then, cos Henin retired halfway due to stomach problems), her Wimbledon trophy is definitely no fluke. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/heninamelie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/heninamelie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS WAS THEN: Henin (left) being comforted by Mauresmo (right) at the Aussie Open - a disappointing final for many viewers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis aside...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Cup FINAL&lt;/strong&gt; tonight @ 2am! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of Singapore's population is probably strategizing how to &lt;em&gt;siam&lt;/em&gt; work tomorrow...planning their MCs and urgent leaves. Wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115245720100240752?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115245720100240752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115245720100240752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115245720100240752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115245720100240752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/grand-slam-in-her-bag.html' title='Grand Slam in her Bag'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115217905078125702</id><published>2006-07-06T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:44:10.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scolari</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Portugal...LOST! &lt;/strong&gt;To a penalty!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I failed to wake up for the game...despite having set the alarm clock and I even remember pressing it down...gosh, I used to be able to stay up two nights in a row...where have all that energy gone?? Hahaha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, caught the &lt;strong&gt;FIFA Breakfast Show&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning, and after watching the game highlights, I felt two people deserve special mention:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French keeper &lt;strong&gt;Barthez&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/barthez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/barthez.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made a couple of nice saves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Portuguese coach &lt;strong&gt;Scolari&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/scolari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/scolari.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's &lt;em&gt;sooo &lt;/em&gt;animated by the sidelines...just as entertaining to watch as the players on the pitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115217905078125702?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115217905078125702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115217905078125702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115217905078125702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115217905078125702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/scolari.html' title='Scolari'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115211455584414022</id><published>2006-07-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:49:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Lake</title><content type='html'>Fell in love with &lt;strong&gt;Shui Jing Hu &lt;/strong&gt;ever since I heard one of their originals which they entered for a college rock competition. That was three years ago and boy, have they come a long way! Now, they've got their own album. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/shuijinghu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/shuijinghu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/crystallake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/crystallake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indie bands like these deserve all our support!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;总有个声音&lt;br /&gt;要对我诉求&lt;br /&gt;在隐隐约约之间总是蒙蒙胧胧&lt;br /&gt;潮湿的空气&lt;br /&gt;滑落的尘埃&lt;br /&gt;在半睡半醒之间让我辗转反侧&lt;br /&gt;窗&lt;br /&gt;倒映着寂寞昏暗固执的街灯&lt;br /&gt;映着谁的脸&lt;br /&gt;当雨停下来的时候&lt;br /&gt;突然醒过来的时候&lt;br /&gt;我的指间触碰到曾在这里的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;烟花散落散尽散开&lt;br /&gt;人去楼也空&lt;br /&gt;她在对岸静静对我唱&lt;br /&gt;烟花散落散尽散开&lt;br /&gt;人去楼也空&lt;br /&gt;她在等某个人把灵魂带走...&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 对岸, &lt;a href="http://blog.sina.com.cn/m/shuijinghu"&gt;水晶湖乐队&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up for the World Cup Semi-final - &lt;strong&gt;Portugal vs France&lt;/strong&gt;. 3AM! &lt;strong&gt;Kopi-O &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;RedBull&lt;/strong&gt; shall do the trick...hee. &lt;p&gt;My predictions have been right so far. Trust me on this, it's going to be Italy vs Portugal come 9th of July and &lt;strong&gt;Italy&lt;/strong&gt; will take the Cup.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/new0101.asp?ID=1560"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has something &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; for the ladies! Wahahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115211455584414022?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115211455584414022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115211455584414022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115211455584414022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115211455584414022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/crystal-lake.html' title='Crystal Lake'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115200995072801279</id><published>2006-07-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:45:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAY</title><content type='html'>They are actually selling it in &lt;strong&gt;7-Eleven &lt;/strong&gt;outlets! Saw it for myself the other day...&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/durex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/durex.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durex &lt;/strong&gt;is everywhere! Wahahaa...no need to go specialty shops &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115200995072801279?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115200995072801279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115200995072801279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115200995072801279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115200995072801279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/play.html' title='PLAY'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115194630177165537</id><published>2006-07-04T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:05:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uninvited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dreamlogic.net/archives/dvd-early-review-the-uninvited"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will leave you with a heavy heart. But nevertheless, a solid film through and through. I won't classify it under the horror genre, it's more thoughtful than just cheap scares and boo antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/uninvited1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/uninvited1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeon Ji-Hyun &lt;/strong&gt;is a pure delight to watch, whatever role she takes on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD CUP FINAL FOUR - Germany, Italy, Portugal, France. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought it would be like this?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bets are now on &lt;strong&gt;Italy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Portugal&lt;/strong&gt;, simply because almost everyone else thinks it'll be a German-French final. I like to buck the trend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/lucatoni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/lucatoni.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luca Toni&lt;/strong&gt; and his Italian eyes...ahhh...isn't he adorable? : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115194630177165537?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115194630177165537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115194630177165537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115194630177165537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115194630177165537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/07/uninvited.html' title='Uninvited'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115160258922952197</id><published>2006-06-30T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:36:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Flowers</title><content type='html'>Bill Murray at his best. This movie beats Lost in Translation hands down. (Even though I love LIT too). Watch it if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/brokenflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/brokenflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, the past is gone, I know that. The future isn't here yet, whatever it's going to be. So, all there is, is this. The present. That's it.&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Bill Murray in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115160258922952197?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115160258922952197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115160258922952197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115160258922952197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115160258922952197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/broken-flowers.html' title='Broken Flowers'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115151337572750055</id><published>2006-06-29T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:52:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vadisiova &amp; Teffo</title><content type='html'>Taking a break from the World Cup tonight...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's watch the &lt;strong&gt;Wimbledon Open&lt;/strong&gt;! So happy &lt;strong&gt;Nicole Vadisiova &lt;/strong&gt;won her first round nice and smooth! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/nicole.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gal's super hot man...following a great run at the French Open (she made it to the semis), things are definitely looking up for the 17-year old. And she has just dethroned &lt;strong&gt;Gabriela Sabatini &lt;/strong&gt; as to who I feel is the prettiest female tennis player alive - current and retired included.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/nic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/nic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty in lovely pinkie dress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you, like me, felt &lt;strong&gt;Ghana &lt;/strong&gt;did a pretty good job against &lt;strong&gt;Brazil &lt;/strong&gt;last night despite their loss to the South Americans, you should catch African lads live in football action...right here in Singapore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about &lt;a href="http://www.s-afrique.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sporting Afrique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, that all-african team playing in the &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. African players have good stamina and fitness, and the fact they &lt;em&gt;pia&lt;/em&gt; every game like it's their last, it's pure joy to watch their delivery on the pitch.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/kazeteffo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/kazeteffo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sporting's small-sized defender &lt;strong&gt;Ejenne Kaze Teffo &lt;/strong&gt;never fails to thrill me. Though only 1.66m, he runs like a speeding bullet pumped filled with burning adrenaline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115151337572750055?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115151337572750055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115151337572750055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115151337572750055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115151337572750055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/vadisiova-teffo.html' title='Vadisiova &amp; Teffo'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115133804674079226</id><published>2006-06-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:07:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to be Fearless</title><content type='html'>Read in the papers today that tennis beauty &lt;strong&gt;Maria Sharapova &lt;/strong&gt; bears strong desires to revive her old, &lt;em&gt;fearless &lt;/em&gt;self - the gutsy, gungho 17-year old who fearlessly defeated all odds to win her first grand slam.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/maria_sharapova_pink_skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/maria_sharapova_pink_skirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a fan of Sharapova, but in this instance, she does make a lot of sense. True. It wasn't just physical strength or on-court tactics that won her the &lt;strong&gt;Wimbledon&lt;/strong&gt; two years ago, but the fact that she just went into the competition, fearing...NOTHING. There was nothing to lose, so naturally, she had nothing to be afraid of.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wouldn't life would be great if we could be fearless in whatever we do! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Human beings generally live under a cloak of fear; there's the fear of loneliness - so some fill their lives with all sorts of self-gratifying activities to kill time - , the fear of being labelled society's outcast - so some jump on the fleeting bandwagon of blind consumerism and materialism - , the fear of shame amongst peers - so some climb the corporate ladder, flash their gold cards and strive for that first million with no regrets.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's the fear of karma - so some call donation hotlines, do their part on flag days, pray to the gods and make silent pleas for divine forgiveness.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I had my fears too, once aplenty when it comes to dealing with matters of the heart. Years back, if I hadn't succumbed to the fear of consequence &amp; the unknown, I would have bared my soul to a certain somebody. My life would have been vastly different today. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for my fear of hurting another's feelings, I would have decisively ended a previous relationship that lasted longer than its due date, sparing myself all that post-romance ugliness. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging back to the present...now, I just feel old. And I'll be the first to admit that I fear AGING. (Had a conversation with TSO about this sometime ago and we both agreed aging's more scary than death.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much about the wrinkles or the biological effects, but more like how it'll mean you are confirmed an old woman liao and being an old woman, by definition, you cannot behave in ways that don't complement your age.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/kurt_cobain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/kurt_cobain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of impulse, I blurted out to TSO -- Don't care. I still want to wear berms when I'm old, I still want to listen to metal, I still want to write silly songs, I still want to jog and hit the gym occasionally. And at my wedding, I'm not going to play that all those &lt;em&gt;oh biang&lt;/em&gt; tunes like &lt;em&gt;'Xuan Ze' &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;'Tonight, Let's Celebrate My Love'&lt;/em&gt;. The background music shall be &lt;strong&gt;Firehouse&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; Bon Jovi&lt;/strong&gt;. Or better still &lt;strong&gt;Nirvana&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, this is such a long post...must have been the black coffee just now. Making me go all pensive under a dark, cloudless night sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115133804674079226?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115133804674079226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115133804674079226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115133804674079226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115133804674079226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-to-be-fearless.html' title='I Want to be Fearless'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115120656741900610</id><published>2006-06-25T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T11:36:07.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa-Rang-Hey-O</title><content type='html'>Sigh...it's not been a great weekend, with regards to the World Cup. All three teams I'm rooting for were sadly, ousted.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mexico&lt;/strong&gt; put up a valiant performance against Argentina, but eventually cracked during extra-time and lost 1-2 to the South Americans.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweden&lt;/strong&gt; were just no match for Germany, who I have to admit, are looking stronger and stronger by the day.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to top the heartbreak, in the last of the first round matches, Asia's best (and only) hope for the quarter-finals, &lt;strong&gt;South Korea&lt;/strong&gt;, lost by two goals to Switzerland. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Chun-Soo&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/chunsoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/chunsoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Young-Pyo&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/youngpyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/youngpyo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the rest of the South Korean squad. My heart goes out to each and everyone of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115120656741900610?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115120656741900610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115120656741900610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115120656741900610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115120656741900610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/sa-rang-hey-o.html' title='Sa-Rang-Hey-O'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115096669859704032</id><published>2006-06-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:58:18.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Greek Gods</title><content type='html'>Of course &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060622/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_mexico_election_soccer_1"&gt;football is more interesting than politics&lt;/a&gt; lah...it's not only in Mexico, I'm sure if Singapore is ever stupid enough four years later to decide holding the GEs during World Cup, no one would turn up at the voting booths!...haha...well, that's provided voting isn't mandatory anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahh...&lt;/em&gt;how I adore the &lt;strong&gt;Mexican World Cup squad&lt;/strong&gt;! All of them fit the bill of the quintessential sensual Latino hunk! Totally swoonsome, I tell you.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/marquez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/marquez.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take &lt;strong&gt;Raphael Marquez&lt;/strong&gt; (above)...doesn't he look like the strong, silent type all women die for? Hee...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/sanchez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/sanchez.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Oswaldo Sanchez &lt;/strong&gt;is just...&lt;em&gt;yummy yummy delicious&lt;/em&gt;! No other words to describe! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I've never felt so...heterosexual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115096669859704032?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115096669859704032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115096669859704032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115096669859704032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115096669859704032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/mexican-greek-gods.html' title='Mexican Greek Gods'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115083270809465560</id><published>2006-06-21T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:45:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show some Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;England&lt;/strong&gt; is playing &lt;strong&gt;Sweden &lt;/strong&gt; as I write now. I want Sweden to win! Even though many have said they aren't the team they used to be, I still think they are pretty decent. And &lt;strong&gt;Henrik Larsson&lt;/strong&gt; is still a great player...&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/larsson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/larsson1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with or without dreadlocks&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/larsson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/larsson2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at an &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; game earlier tonight - &lt;strong&gt;Sengkang Punggol&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;kena &lt;/em&gt;thrashed &lt;strong&gt;0-5&lt;/strong&gt; by the visiting Tampines Rovers. Buck up, Dolphins! No one likes being bottom-placed all the time &amp; I'm sure they want to get out of that rut. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/spfc.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/spfc.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show some love and visit the Dolphins' &lt;a href="http://www.spfc.com.sg/"&gt;official website&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Cheering from the television set* - Alamak, &lt;strong&gt;Joe Cole &lt;/strong&gt; just scored...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115083270809465560?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115083270809465560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115083270809465560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115083270809465560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115083270809465560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/show-some-love.html' title='Show some Love'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115061725852174759</id><published>2006-06-18T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:54:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a New Doodad</title><content type='html'>It's the &lt;strong&gt;Great Singapore Sale &lt;/strong&gt;once again! That period of the year when so many people are looking forward to, as they can finally indulge in our nation's favourite pastime without burning too big a hole in their pocket. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while most of my female peers are counting down the days fervently to that &lt;strong&gt;Mango &lt;/strong&gt;sale (now now, what's the big deal about MNG anyway...) or doing their manic midnite rounds at shopping malls around the island, I decided to buy myself a new...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guitar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/CloseUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/CloseUp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurrrvve my new guitar man. It's sunburst in colour, the action's much lower than my old one (so don't have to press till fingers pain liao...nice), it's got a pick-up (can plug it into amp!) and best of all, it's lightweight! Perfect for us ladies. As you know, one of the most irritating things about the guitar as an instrument is that though it's portable, lugging it around too long will inevitably lead to aching shoulders and back. My new baby....I can strut effortlessly for hours and hours along Orchard Road carrying it on my back, and still look like a rock chick. Wahaha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for new tees, jeans and sneakers can wait lah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/sophie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/sophie2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight, I shall strum all night and pretend to be &lt;strong&gt;Sophie B. Hawkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115061725852174759?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115061725852174759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115061725852174759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115061725852174759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115061725852174759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-got-new-doodad.html' title='I Got a New Doodad'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115036156480912238</id><published>2006-06-15T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:52:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAIN feasts big</title><content type='html'>After watching &lt;strong&gt;Spain &lt;/strong&gt;annihilate &lt;strong&gt;Ukraine &lt;/strong&gt;4-0 last night, one of the thoughts that ran through my mind was - aaahhh, I so want to be there, to see all these goal-fests LIVE! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/torres.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/torres.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still scrambling for free World Cup tiks, &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/get29.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleague.com's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Exclusive World Cup Giveaway&lt;/strong&gt; is down to the last two days. Can give it a try &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115036156480912238?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115036156480912238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115036156480912238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115036156480912238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115036156480912238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/spain-feasts-big.html' title='SPAIN feasts big'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115017575116814369</id><published>2006-06-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:27:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>Watch this, watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/serenity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/serenity.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: This landing is gonna get pretty interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Define "interesting". &lt;br /&gt;Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: [deadpan] Oh God, oh God, we're all going to die? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  - Serenity (2005)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once a Joss Whedon fan, forever a Joss Whedon fan. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115017575116814369?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115017575116814369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115017575116814369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115017575116814369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115017575116814369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-115003983384184359</id><published>2006-06-11T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:05:46.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Bits</title><content type='html'>Gosh, was so tied up over the weekend to blog...but tonight, it was great to be able to finally R&amp;R at my favourite watering hole and watch the World Cup (actually, the pub had multiple television sets, so we had the best of both worlds! There was the &lt;strong&gt;Holland-Serbia&lt;/strong&gt; game rara-ing at one end, and the &lt;strong&gt;French Open &lt;/strong&gt;Men's Finals in the other quieter corner).&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/normal_cs01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/normal_cs01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized there are so many Dutch fans in Singapore, expats and local alike. Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;Arjen Robbens&lt;/strong&gt; was fantastic.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Trinidad and Tobago vs Sweden&lt;/strong&gt; match last night was truly a moment to remember for Singaporeans. Our very &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/default.asp?V_DOC_ID=1954"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shamsul Maidin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; officiated the game! &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/shamsul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/shamsul.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the ang moh commentator read out &lt;em&gt;"the referee, Shamsul Maidin, from Singapore..."&lt;/em&gt;, it was such a remarkable feeling of pride. Let's hope Singapore's representation in World Cups to come, doesn't just end here...may our national team work towards this goal too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-115003983384184359?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/115003983384184359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=115003983384184359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115003983384184359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/115003983384184359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-bits.html' title='World Cup Bits'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114977957847501573</id><published>2006-06-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:12:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Flu Bug</title><content type='html'>Fell sick last night and most of today, thus my absence here.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/headache.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, having to succumb to the flu bug really sucks big time. It's like one day wasted man...I literally spent my whole morning and afternoon doing NOTHING. Except yeah, tossing &amp; turning in bed, popping medication, trying to relieve myself of that gnawing headache, dozing off and waking...if you count those as things.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahaa...did I just make myself sound like some junkie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, one good thing about falling sick is that it inevitably makes you appreciate life better. Think of moments in the past when you've complained about your life, griped about how your job/relationship/friendship is spiralling downwards...all you need then is really, to fall sick.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about suffering another blow, or adding salt to the wound. When you're cold and feverish, when your headache's so bad you want to tear all your hair out, when your body becomes so &lt;em&gt;nuah &lt;/em&gt;you can't even bring yourself to move from your bedroom to the kitchen...it just dawns on you that what's most important is to be able to wake up each day feeling bright and fresh, to be able to breathe normally, walk, run, feel the wind blowing in your face (ok ok , this is becoming too chicken soup for the soul, you get the picture lah). Hee.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we lose our health, we lose everything. All those minute troubles in the workplace, girlfriend-boyfriend problems etc etc...simply pale in comparison. So, next time when you feel nothing's going smooth for you, perhaps, falling sick might not be such a bad option after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114977957847501573?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114977957847501573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114977957847501573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114977957847501573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114977957847501573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/attack-of-flu-bug.html' title='Attack of the Flu Bug'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114955538672609862</id><published>2006-06-06T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:56:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negeri</title><content type='html'>Was in Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia over the weekend...didn't take a lot of pics, but one which I captured of fireworks bursting in the sky turned out to look somewhat like an...&lt;em&gt;explosive&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/explosive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/explosive.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet no one can tell it's fireworks at all. :( &lt;br&gt; Photos seriously don't do much justice to beauty.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's what the &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; stalls were selling outside a football stadium - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/negriflags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/negriflags.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows and rows of scarves for fans (of Negeri obviously). For them to bear their endearment of the club around their necks and shoulders!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, does Singapore football have any memorabilia to call her own? &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tees? S.League caps anyone? &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114955538672609862?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114955538672609862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114955538672609862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114955538672609862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114955538672609862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/negeri.html' title='Negeri'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114926566561609975</id><published>2006-06-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:06:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstasy</title><content type='html'>Everyone's talking about &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20060601/sp_soccer_afp/fblwc2006engbritainroyal_060601201046"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that silly, bizarre dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter Crouch did after scoring for England during a World Cup warmup game. Apparently, even Prince William is tickled by it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How would you react after netting a precious goal? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/crouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/crouch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do the 'Crouch'...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/argentina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/argentina.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get down on your knees...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/brandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/brandi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or simply...take it all off? &lt;br&gt;(ala Brandi Chastain, after scoring for the US in the 2002 Women's World Cup)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114926566561609975?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114926566561609975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114926566561609975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114926566561609975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114926566561609975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/ecstasy.html' title='Ecstasy'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114918160499181264</id><published>2006-06-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:06:45.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicate</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's one of those days when I don't feel like writing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/DamienRice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/DamienRice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We might kiss when we are alone&lt;br /&gt;When nobody's watching&lt;br /&gt;We might take it home&lt;br /&gt;We might make out when nobody's there&lt;br /&gt;It's not that we're scared&lt;br /&gt;It's just that it's delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do you fill my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With the words you've borrowed&lt;br /&gt;From the only place you've known?&lt;br /&gt;And why do you sing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;If it means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;Why do you sing with me at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might live like never before&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing to give&lt;br /&gt;Well how can we ask for more&lt;br /&gt;We might make love in some sacred place&lt;br /&gt;The look on your face is delicate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Damien Rice, Delicate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to play this song, over and over. The whole night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114918160499181264?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114918160499181264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114918160499181264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114918160499181264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114918160499181264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/06/delicate.html' title='Delicate'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114898952131409158</id><published>2006-05-30T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:45:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore VS Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiger FC Causeway Challenge &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Singapore vs Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;! Many people feel that such country vs country rivalry is much more exciting than what the &lt;strong&gt;S.League&lt;/strong&gt; has to offer...hmmm...so everyone onz for a revitalisation of the Malaysia Cup days? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's not the first time friends around me have been talking about how there should be an Asean or S.E.A league instead of &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; S.League. Singaporeans, being the pathetically apathetic folks we are (ok, except during general elections), already find it hard sometimes to summon up that feelings of pride we have for our country, what more when it's at the level of local clubs. The questions pop up: &lt;em&gt;How to have loyalty in say, Tampines? Geylang? Balestier? What if I don't stay in any of the districts that those 11 or 12 S.League clubs are located&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the solution is: don't think so much. Haha. Just know inside that heart of yours that it's time to stand up for Singapore. Will we beat our neighbours across the Causeway? I'm crossing my fingers we do - I belive our Lions are capable of victory. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another non-football note, I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.popagenda.com.sg/event1.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PopAgenda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Woohoo! At17! Chet Lam! Once in a lifetime chance to see them LIVE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/at17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/at17.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the above names are greek to you, then obviously you're no canto-indie pop fan. But if you're jumping up and down like I am, yeah, I'll see you there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114898952131409158?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114898952131409158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114898952131409158' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114898952131409158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114898952131409158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/singapore-vs-malaysia.html' title='Singapore VS Malaysia'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114881574997791681</id><published>2006-05-28T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T19:29:09.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>French Open 2006</title><content type='html'>Yeah, the &lt;strong&gt;Roland Garros 2006&lt;/strong&gt; is here! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/nadal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/nadal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;Rafael Nadal &lt;/strong&gt;currently at his peak, I think the man will be unstoppable. Watch out, he's going to beat the socks out of &lt;strong&gt;Roger Federer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the woman's end, with Mary Pierce out of the competition due to injury and Sharapova losing steam lately, my fingers are crossed that it'll be a &lt;strong&gt;Amelie Mauresmo vs Justine Henin-Hardenne &lt;/strong&gt;showdown. My two fave players...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/amelimauresmo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/amelimauresmo.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, this is such a cool pic. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how in the world did Mauresmo &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/ten/news;_ylt=AnCGZqgS9X7GXPsUhzy0_UY4v7YF?slug=ap-frenchopen-women&amp;prov=ap&amp;type=lgns"&gt;break her chair &lt;/a&gt; at a...press conference??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the games begin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114881574997791681?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114881574997791681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114881574997791681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114881574997791681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114881574997791681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/french-open-2006.html' title='French Open 2006'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114869256911767275</id><published>2006-05-27T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:16:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock n Roll as we count the days down...to World Cup</title><content type='html'>Was at Muddy Murphy's last night (that Irish pub opposite Devils Bar, very near the infamous Orchard Towers) and was plesantly surprised to see &lt;a href="http://sexliesandradiohead.liquidblade.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The UnXpected &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing there. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, The UnXpected are one of the best bands doing the pub circuit in Singapore now. Fronted by a superb female vocalist, the whole band's really tight and boy, they sure have the &lt;em&gt;groove&lt;/em&gt;. Last night, they did a string of &lt;strong&gt;Beatles &lt;/strong&gt;stuff and totally made it their own. Anyway, the band normally plays at Wala Wala (@ Holland Village) and Balaclava (@ Suntec), so check them out if you haven't.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/mmc_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/mmc_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, just read in the papers that you can catch most of the &lt;a href="http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/06/en/"&gt;World Cup &lt;/a&gt;matches at Muddy Murphy's! Other nightspots are also cashing in on the football fever, but for me, it'll definitely be MM's (or maybe The Balcony) should I desire some live footballing action with non-stop beer consumption. The other places are too...far. Heh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm rooting for all the underdog teams in the World Cup. Go Japan, go Korea, go Australia, go Mexico! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be more and more contests giving away World Cup tickets and packages. This one's giving you a chance to head to the &lt;strong&gt;FINAL&lt;/strong&gt; - just turn up at the &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/new0101.asp?ID=1493"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;local S.League matches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114869256911767275?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114869256911767275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114869256911767275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114869256911767275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114869256911767275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/rock-n-roll-as-we-count-days-downto.html' title='Rock n Roll as we count the days down...to World Cup'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114855763842075166</id><published>2006-05-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:57:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guitar Shop Gal</title><content type='html'>Last night, I bumped into &lt;strong&gt;The Guitar Shop Gal &lt;/strong&gt;on the mrt train.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call her The Guitar Shop Gal cos' that's where my brother and I first met her. She was an employee of that shop and we happened to be there on a hunt for a new guitar. Like all rock star wannabes, my brother suffers from &lt;strong&gt;GAS &lt;/strong&gt;(Guitar Acquisition Syndrome) and loves looking at Fenders and Gibsons.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/FENDER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/FENDER.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The Guitar Shop Gal is one hot chick. She's the kind you simply &lt;em&gt;cannot &lt;/em&gt;resist taking a second look at. A little pan-asian, plus a combination of wide-eyed innocence and nonchalant aloofness; it's THAT sort of allure. Very hard to describe, but I guess my brother's reaction said it best: his face turned from pink to red within mere seconds, and a silly grin crept up the corner of his lips and for a whole 10 minutes or so while he browsed through the guitars (or rather, pretended to browse while he tried to steal multiple looks at TGSG), that silly grin just plastered itself there. Heh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attractiveness is something really hard to grasp, and even harder to react to when you're hit by its arrows.&lt;/strong&gt; Grinning uncontrollably, stammering, trying to avert the other party's eyes...come on, don't shy don't shy, we've all been there.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, beauty is hard to resist, and seriously, we shouldn't resist it. You don't need to have the &lt;em&gt;balls &lt;/em&gt;to take it on face to face, but do appreciate it while you can. Like The Guitar Shop Gal, she must have gotten used to all forms of friendly glances by now, perhaps even more used to the sight of cheeks turning rosy in her presence.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if she caught me stealing a glance at her last night. I wonder if she remembered the day we stumbled into the shop. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She alighted one station before me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it, some beauty is meant to be appreciated from afar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114855763842075166?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114855763842075166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114855763842075166' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114855763842075166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114855763842075166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/guitar-shop-gal.html' title='The Guitar Shop Gal'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114846415921456751</id><published>2006-05-24T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:49:19.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tat Chuan and his shoes</title><content type='html'>In the spirit of football fever, I'm going to catch a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;S.League &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;game LIVE tonight! &lt;a href="http://www.wwfc.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woodlands Wellington &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; plays host to &lt;strong&gt;Balestier Khalsa&lt;/strong&gt; @ Woodlands Stadium. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, in all honesty, I dig both teams with equal fondness. There are really outstanding players on each side; &lt;strong&gt;Akihiro Nakamura &lt;/strong&gt;from the Tigers is always a fan favourite, and of course, there's 'bad boy' &lt;strong&gt;Goh Tat Chuan&lt;/strong&gt; playing for the Rams.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/auction.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/auction.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't even know how that tag came about. He looks like such a nice boy-next-door, doesn't he? The sort aunties would like most. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;Shi Nai Sha Shou&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114846415921456751?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114846415921456751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114846415921456751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114846415921456751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114846415921456751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/tat-chuan-and-his-shoes.html' title='Tat Chuan and his shoes'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114837343963462145</id><published>2006-05-23T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:39:51.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Game of Pool</title><content type='html'>One of the nights when we were in Phuket, me and TSO bar-hopped and landed up in a quaint little restaurant-pub owned by a Japanese guy. (Phuket is as cosmo as you can get - blindfold yourself and pick out 10 people from the streets and you'll probably get a mini United Nations)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pub was really nice as it serves cheap ice cold beer and you could play &lt;strong&gt;pool&lt;/strong&gt; the whole night FREE of charge. Now, where in the world can you find something like that in Singapore?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, both TSO and I are lousy pool players, but you know lah, being in a foreign land where no one knows you and there's no need to look cool and fear of being publicly embarrassed, we jumped at the opportunity, grabbed those pool sticks and played two rounds. (Two &lt;em&gt;long &lt;/em&gt;rounds, for it took us forever to finish one)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/threetimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/threetimes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of pool these days, one of the the first things that come to my mind, is a particular scene in &lt;strong&gt;Hou Hsiao Hsien's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Times&lt;/strong&gt;, where Shu Qi and Chang Chen linger over a pool table and make eyes at each other. Aahh. It's a really romantic sequence, accompanied by the lovely song &lt;em&gt;"Rain and Tears"&lt;/em&gt; by Aphrodite's Child. Believe me, it's so romantic it sticks in your memory. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/threetimes2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/threetimes2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...Shu Qi is stunning in that film. (Gosh, I could go on and on about the great stuff that Taiwanese cinema is producing in recent years, but I shall save it for another time.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Art house fan or not, do yourself a favour and watch it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114837343963462145?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114837343963462145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114837343963462145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114837343963462145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114837343963462145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/have-game-of-pool.html' title='Have a Game of Pool'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114825548447497342</id><published>2006-05-22T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T08:03:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Together</title><content type='html'>OK...that must have been one of the quickest hiatuses in the world. Hahaa. Was in the midst of a cold war with TSO over the weekend and I was all out of sorts and expecting worse come to worse, that this 'war' would drag on till god knows when...&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;, we cleared it up last night and everything's fine. So, hee, guess I'm sticking around in blogging land! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to relationships, it's never easy. Especially when both of you know you're in this for the long run (and &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; some puppy's love you-stick-me-i-stick-you honeymoon that goes kaput after two months...), a relationship takes &lt;strong&gt;much more&lt;/strong&gt; than just mere fondness to be maintained. It's tolerance, companionship, patience, compromising, some giving in, some sharing...and of course, &lt;em&gt;committment&lt;/em&gt;, all thrown into the package.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/andresteffi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/andresteffi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arena of sports have produced golden couples who have successfully stuck together all these years, against all odds. Bets might not be high on them sticking together at first - think tennis duo &lt;strong&gt;Andre Agassi and Steffi Graf&lt;/strong&gt;. While Graf always appeared serious with her feet firmly planted on the ground, Agassi used to be the wild rebel of the courts (he had long hair, a slack attitude and...dated Brooke Shields).&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, since his marriage to Graf in 2001, the two have survived and certainly are going strong. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/fandinwendy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/fandinwendy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to home, there's &lt;strong&gt;Fandi Ahmad &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Wendy Jacobs &lt;/strong&gt;of course. Whoever thought their differing backgrounds (Fandi is Singapore's most-loved kampung boy turned professional footballer and now, coach of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.younglions.com.sg"&gt;Young Lions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; while wife Wendy is a model from South Africa) would be an obstacle in their way couldn't be more &lt;em&gt;wrong.&lt;/em&gt; Turns out the stars in the skies had plans to build a mini football team for the couple - they have five children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114825548447497342?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114825548447497342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114825548447497342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114825548447497342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114825548447497342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/staying-together.html' title='Staying Together'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114818143838531112</id><published>2006-05-21T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T11:17:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>GWB is going through emotional turmoil.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has no wishes of this blog degenerating into an outlet for depression and disillusionment, so she will stop blogging - &lt;em&gt;for now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be sometime, but she promises to return, when the storms are over, when the dark clouds have cleared, and when finally, she can see the road ahead.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114818143838531112?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114818143838531112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114818143838531112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114818143838531112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114818143838531112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114797033800689340</id><published>2006-05-19T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:38:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness comes with patience</title><content type='html'>Was flipping this old issue of Men's Health and came across this feature piece on basketball beefcake &lt;strong&gt;Ben Wallace&lt;/strong&gt;, who plays defense for the &lt;strong&gt;NBA Detroit Pistons&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/bw2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/bw2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few quotes by Wallace that I felt were pretty good -&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"1. A star team usually beats a team of stars."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2. Don't stress if it takes you longer than your peers to get to your goal - life is not a race."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3. You can't cut corners if you want to be great. Natural skills are fine, but work makes you a champion."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with a logical train of thought and frame of mind could come up with these, but it's nice to see that behind that rough, edgy demeanour and pumped up chunks of muscle, it's not just all brawns. Nice words of wisdom from Wallace to go around.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/default.asp?V_DOC_ID=2053"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Young Lions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sure could use some of his inspiration. Though they crashed out of the Malaysian FA Cup semis to Perlis, I bet they are all raring to bounce back. They face &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wwfc.org.sg/"&gt;Woodlands Wellington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow night, who have you placed your bets on? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going by their excellent turns in both local and regional matches this year, the Young Lions have displayed that they are gradually evolving into a &lt;em&gt;star team.&lt;/em&gt; (pt1) What they need to do next is to work harder (pt3) and not be impatient for success (pt2) as after all, all of them are so young! Yes, yes, &lt;em&gt;chotto matte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness doesn't come overnight, just like boys don't simply turn into men with a blink of the eye. (Of course, there are definitely those amongst us who will argue that boys &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; turn into men; they &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; boys, &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;boys now and &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;continue to be boys.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114797033800689340?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114797033800689340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114797033800689340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114797033800689340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114797033800689340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/greatness-comes-with-patience.html' title='Greatness comes with patience'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114780098882645604</id><published>2006-05-17T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:40:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEXICO - Dark Horse of the World Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mexico&lt;/strong&gt;'s been grouped along with Iran, Angola and Portugal in Group D of the &lt;strong&gt;FIFA World Cup 2006&lt;/strong&gt; and I seriously think the &lt;em&gt;amigos &lt;/em&gt;have a shot at making the next round for the first time. (So far, they've never gone past the quarterfinals in World Cup history)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/luis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/luis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad 'El Matador' &lt;strong&gt;Luis Hernandez&lt;/strong&gt; won't be playing. I remember watching him in action back in 1998 and 2002...he was an electrifying bullet on the pitch, especially with his mane of streaked, striking blond hair!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are harbouring desires of catching the World Cup LIVE in Germany and basking in the atmosphere firsthand, I just realised there are quite a number of contests going on, giving away World Cup packages. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;Sleague.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is doing one too...heh...guess it pays to support local football eh. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114780098882645604?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114780098882645604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114780098882645604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114780098882645604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114780098882645604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/mexico-dark-horse-of-world-cup.html' title='MEXICO - Dark Horse of the World Cup'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114773838406249158</id><published>2006-05-16T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:13:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P-H-U-K-E-T</title><content type='html'>Phuket, Thailand.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/phuket%28edit2%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/phuket%28edit2%29.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I can be a real arty-farty tart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things about Phuket you should know: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The infamous 'Tiger Show' is severely overrated. (Those of you who think I'm talking about real tigers at this point, whack yourself first, then go check wikipedia) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You can see &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;though...I marvel at how the guys and gals have no qualms about taking it all off, when so many pairs of &lt;em&gt;hum sup &lt;/em&gt;eyes are leering at their privates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What shows like these do is play on our innermost fantasies and turn them into realities on stage. Take the bathtub sequence right at the end, when the performers start soaping themselves and frolicking in bubbles and water (to the tune of &lt;em&gt;Lao Shu Ai Da Mi&lt;/em&gt;, that's the aghast part). You don't need a pro-dancer or genius actor to do that; showering is natural an act as you can get. Yet, we still lap it up. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't see why female members of the audience aren't invited on stage when the guys are. The guys get to eat from the 'human sushi table', shan't us girls be invited to be at least &lt;em&gt;closer &lt;/em&gt;when the male performer is hitting the drum with his...&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;? So far, how to see...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I realise I've used up my four points to talk about the Tiger Show. Phuket, of course, is more than just that. Sun, sand, sea, bikinis, bars, pubs, cheap beer, pasar malam selling fake Diesel and Rip Curl, seafood, motorcycles, &lt;em&gt;tuk tuks&lt;/em&gt;, muay thai, expats with thai girls...and the list goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114773838406249158?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114773838406249158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114773838406249158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114773838406249158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114773838406249158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/p-h-u-k-e-t.html' title='P-H-U-K-E-T'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114721946725179644</id><published>2006-05-10T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:04:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>GWB is taking a short break! Just a few days lah...going to the land of the thousands smiles. Yes, I'm all geared up to hit the beaches, drink to my heart's content, paint the town red, rendezvous all night...! Hahahaa.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote Workers' Party Sylvia Lim - &lt;strong&gt;I will be back&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In no time at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114721946725179644?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114721946725179644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114721946725179644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114721946725179644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114721946725179644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114717246561397993</id><published>2006-05-09T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:11:07.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aesthetically Yours</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...I'm beginning to think I have quite a dysfunctional sense of aesthetic appreciation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that what often equates 'attractive' to me, as in - what type of guy or gal who'll catch my eye instantaneously - is pretty unorthodox.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it'll be the &lt;em&gt;pretty boys&lt;/em&gt; who'll grab my attention. Long hair, dimples, cute smile. Not exactly the most manly type. Someone like...Selangor footballer &lt;strong&gt;Liew Kit Kong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/liewkongkit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/liewkongkit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...doesn't he look like one of those charming Native Americans in &lt;em&gt;Dances with Wolves&lt;/em&gt;? Hee. Of course, he's not in reality. The guy has a Chinese name but it's not hard to tell he's of mixed parentage - Chinese-Indian.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/liewkongkit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/liewkongkit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly here was lucky enough to get to see him live in person before, but you can too! Kit Kong will be playing for the &lt;strong&gt;Selangor Selection &lt;/strong&gt;team tomorrow against our very own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/new0101.asp?ID=1456"&gt;S.League Selection&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;tomorrow at the National Stadium. Apparently, the old Msia Cup days players will be playing in some veterans game before that. But aiyo, not my generation lah, so I'll much rather look at Kit Kong and co. Wahaha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic, yes, conversely, I find gals who do &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;fall into the typical feminine, demure, petite category prettier. They don't necessarily have to have short hair lah, but the 'cool' factor is what that's most appealing. Hmm, so hard to describe in words. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/brewster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/brewster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone...like &lt;strong&gt;Jordana Brewster&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114717246561397993?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114717246561397993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114717246561397993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114717246561397993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114717246561397993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/aesthetically-yours.html' title='Aesthetically Yours'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114702584135713925</id><published>2006-05-08T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T02:17:21.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful People</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pretty shagged tonight, so I shall just let beautiful people entice your eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/RachelWacholder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/RachelWacholder.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is beach volleyballer &lt;strong&gt;Rachel Wacholder&lt;/strong&gt;, voted Best Defensive player in the AVP (the Pro Beach Volleyaball circuit) Women's last year. If you agree she's HOT beyond words, check her out at the &lt;a href="http://info.avp.com/player.asp?ID=1213&amp;Page=1"&gt;AVP official site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/hashimoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/hashimoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scruffy-looking handsome is footballer &lt;strong&gt;Suguru Hashimoto&lt;/strong&gt;. Good news for the ladies. The japanese lad's currently playing in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;S.League &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;club &lt;strong&gt;Albirex Niigata&lt;/strong&gt;, which simply means - can be sighted at stadiums near you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114702584135713925?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114702584135713925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114702584135713925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114702584135713925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114702584135713925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/beautiful-people.html' title='Beautiful People'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114688583660090552</id><published>2006-05-06T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T20:56:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Days of Playing Hockey</title><content type='html'>Back in my university days, I stayed a semester in the school hostel, and for some strange reason, I was roped by some hall mates to join the Inter-Block &lt;strong&gt;Hockey &lt;/strong&gt;Competition.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, it was really an embarrassing affair, because...in the end, we actually &lt;em&gt;won&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong; winning is definitely a nice feeling. But at the same time, it was kinda embarrassing because our whole team was made up of amateurs who had &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;held a hockey stick in their entire lives before that (yours truly included). Prior to competition day, we had one crappy 'training session' (I can't see how it can even qualify as an official training, as there was no coach) and that's basically it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/hockey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/hockey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I played goalkeeper, so the interesting bit was getting to wear that cool looking get-up - especially that protective &lt;strong&gt;headgear &lt;/strong&gt;- though after a while, I was sweating like mad.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, after one 'training session' which we spent more time chatting than twirling our hockey sticks, we gungho gals plunged in. Unexpectedly, like that also can win. Champion some more.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not to exaggerate things too much, it was an &lt;em&gt;Inter-Block &lt;/em&gt;Competition (that means, within the hall), so it's a really mini affair lah. My hall had only 4 blocks. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I talked about this...it suddenly popped up in the corner of my mind I guess. Haha. Perhaps, I was thinking whether it's possible for us to learn any kind of sport should we put our hearts to it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114688583660090552?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114688583660090552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114688583660090552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114688583660090552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114688583660090552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-old-days-of-playing-hockey.html' title='Good Old Days of Playing Hockey'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114678833084994490</id><published>2006-05-05T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:22:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagles - You've Found your Wings!</title><content type='html'>So happy to hear that &lt;a href="http://www.gufc.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geylang United &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have finally won their &lt;strong&gt; S.League&lt;/strong&gt; match after a string of disappointing letdowns! They beat Gombak United 1-0 last night in an away game...I'm sure their diehard fans must be exhilarated. Though not amongst the frontrunners for the league title, Geylang, in my opinion, has one of the most tight, cohesive fan clubs in the S.League. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their numbers might &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be massive (referring to the fans here), but they somehow always manage to stay positive &amp; keep those spirits up even when their team is lagging behind. Now that Geylang's back in form and tasting victory once more, their fans, I feel, deserve a rousing bout of applause for sticking with the team through ups and downs (especially over the past month, it's mostly 'downs').&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night's scorer was &lt;strong&gt;Nam Woung Ki&lt;/strong&gt;, Geylang's new Korean signing this season.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/namontheball.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/namontheball.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is, in another game - against Albirex Niigata - (&lt;em&gt;he's the one in green. Looks-wise, no Lee Byung Heon obviously, but still pretty decent-looking lah&lt;/em&gt;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and fellow Japanese teammate &lt;strong&gt;Ryuji Seoka &lt;/strong&gt; make a solid, tag-team strikeforce for the Eagles. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/ryuji2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/ryuji2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryuji, however, is the cuter one. of course. :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114678833084994490?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114678833084994490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114678833084994490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114678833084994490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114678833084994490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/eagles-youve-found-your-wings.html' title='Eagles - You&apos;ve Found your Wings!'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114667971112066748</id><published>2006-05-04T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T02:13:12.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastico Campos</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite football players as a kid and watching the World Cup back in 1994, was none other than...goalkeeper &lt;strong&gt;Jorge Campos&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/jorge.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/jorge.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican former international (of cos now retired...so old liao) was best known for his bright, multi-coloured neon, flamboyant, unorthodox outfits, as well as his tendency to move 'outwards' as the game progresses - He'd start out the match as a keeper, then gradually move out from his box to join his teammates upfront, sometimes even taking shots at goal!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/JorgeCampos.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/JorgeCampos.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet he probably made the 'Fashion Police' pages in his homeland papers all the time. Haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love the wackiness he displays. If all goalkeepers are like &lt;strong&gt;Barthez&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Schmeichel &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;Seaman&lt;/strong&gt;, alamak, so boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114667971112066748?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114667971112066748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114667971112066748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114667971112066748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114667971112066748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/fantastico-campos.html' title='Fantastico Campos'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114658931459882741</id><published>2006-05-02T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:01:54.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast away Homophobia, Labels, Stereotypes!</title><content type='html'>When I came across this article, the first thought that crossed my mind was: &lt;em&gt;Aiyoh&lt;/em&gt;, they should have just dismissed the woman instead of merely &lt;a href="http://customwire.ap.org/dynamic/stories/B/BKW_PENN_ST_PORTLAND?SITE=TXCN&amp;SECTION=HOME&amp;TEMPLATE=COLLEGEBASKETBALLHEADS.html&amp;CTIME=2006-04-18-17-14-33"&gt;slapping her with a fine&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you too lazy to pore through the entire wordy stuff, basically, the news story revolves about this obnoxious female college basketball coach Rene Portland who turned offensive and hostile towards one of her players whom she &lt;em&gt;perceived&lt;/em&gt; as a 'lesbian' (in fact, the player isn't) -- because of the player's tomboyish appearance.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it's really ridiculous, how in this modern day &amp; age, some people can still be so homophobic! (And this happened in the U.S some more, the supposedly home ground of all things liberal) Does it even matter if a player is straight or gay? What difference does her sexual inclination make? Will being more feminine make her a better, more competent competitor on court?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it's all these shallow, stereotyped perceptions of how a male or female &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;look like. Ok, I guess a major part of why I'm irked, is cos' this is something pretty close to my heart. Personally, I embrace androgyny and dislike societal conventions of gender appearances. Who says a girl must have long hair, wear skirt, high heels, put on makeup, adorn jewellery? Why can't she wear comfy jerseys, berms, sport shoes, cut her hair short or spiky? Does it make her less a woman? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/kenji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/kenji.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, admit it, standing next to &lt;strong&gt;Kenji Arai &lt;/strong&gt;(Note: he's japanese and a footballer for &lt;strong&gt;S.League &lt;/strong&gt;club &lt;a href="http://www.safwarriors.com.sg/"&gt;SAF Warriors&lt;/a&gt;...ahh, the people you meet on streets :P ), faceless, andro-looking me could be a guy for all you know. But, that's my point - do guys only go 'Wah, Sui!' if they see a long-haired, slim (slimmer than me) silhouette? If that's the measurement of female attractiveness, then any bimbo/ah lian on the street = pretty lor. Brains and personality don't need to count liao lah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, &lt;em&gt;metrosexuality&lt;/em&gt; is such a in-word now, but cast aside the hip terminology and I can bet with you - there are still some standoffish folks who will, at the sight of a man wearing bright pink and speaking in a high-pitched voice, immediately take one glance at him, then secretly snigger "confirm gay".&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If such is a society we are living in, it's pathetic. For goodness sake, it's the 21st century, why still hide ourselves under so many stereotypes, so many cliches? If one's not &lt;em&gt;straight&lt;/em&gt;, then he or she is &lt;em&gt;crooked&lt;/em&gt;? Then, if &lt;em&gt;bi&lt;/em&gt; how? What &lt;strong&gt;label&lt;/strong&gt; to label the 'in-betweens'...&lt;em&gt;wavy&lt;/em&gt;?? Haiz.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why conform and fit into age-old boxes when you, as an individual, have the right to be free, to design your image the way you desire it to be?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/moimoi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/moimoi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this age, when boundaries are diluted, when sexuality is more fluid than ever, it's time to cast homophobia and labels out of the window!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114658931459882741?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114658931459882741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114658931459882741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114658931459882741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114658931459882741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/cast-away-homophobia-labels.html' title='Cast away Homophobia, Labels, Stereotypes!'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114641924591289503</id><published>2006-05-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:15:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more politics here...and UP's the way for Young Lions</title><content type='html'>Aiyoh...what is that James Gomez doing?! &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/205816/1/.html"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;is not going to do any good to the Workers' Party election campaign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in quite a 'policital discourse mood' these days (blame it on the GE), but I've decided not to blog anymore about it liao...everything is just bound to end up in circles and circles anyway.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall just end off all these party talk by saying that I'm really impressed with &lt;strong&gt;Vivian B.&lt;/strong&gt;'s flair of the hokkien dialect. I was listening to an mp3 of a PAP rally, where he spoke out at SDA's &lt;strong&gt;Chiam See Tong&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/vivian%20bala%20and%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/vivian%20bala%20and%20girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt: &lt;em&gt;"Li gong, ai zou zin zui tian tui, wu gao lui bo?" (Tell me, you want to make lifts - referring to upgrading - but do you have enough $$?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions &lt;/strong&gt;have won their first leg of the &lt;a href="http://www.fas.org.sg/default.asp?V_DOC_ID=853"&gt;Msia FA Cup semi-final&lt;/a&gt;! And yes, I was at the stadium (Jalan Besar). It was truly one emotional ride for all of us watching...the cubs went 2-0 up in the first half, but then they got overconfident or something, and Perlis scored two goals within minutes in the 2nd half to draw even.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, defender &lt;strong&gt;Juma'at Jantan &lt;/strong&gt;put in one more to make it three for us, and just when everyone though YIPPEES...it's over, victory's in the bag...the Young Lions conceded a penalty! Gosh...you could literally hear the whole stadium exploding in frustration and indignation (roars of 'Referee Kayu!' were to no avail). BUT, proving that miracles &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; happen -- goalkeeper &lt;strong&gt;Fadhil Salim &lt;/strong&gt;saved the day by predicting correctly the direction of the kick. It's one incredible, mighty save! You can't imagine how wild and ecstatic everyone around me went...as for me? Of cos I yelled lah. Hee.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/MuhdFadilSalim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/MuhdFadilSalim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toothy-grinning hero Fadhil shouldn't be surprised if his act of bravado just won him legions of admirers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114641924591289503?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114641924591289503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114641924591289503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114641924591289503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114641924591289503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-more-politics-hereand-ups-way-for.html' title='No more politics here...and UP&apos;s the way for Young Lions'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114627800104062708</id><published>2006-04-29T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:57:50.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Ballsy Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's a nice, sunny morning, so I shall talk about a whole different ball game - the General Elections!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvia Lim &lt;/strong&gt;is definitely one strong woman with balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/sylvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/sylvia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has been following the elections coverage in our local media (very lopsided as usual, where PAP gets like 80% of exposure time whilst the opposition is given the 'Hollywood severely-edited treatment' -- fast cut, blink-and-miss, no quotes), would probably have heard of the lady.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently leading the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wp.sg/"&gt;WP &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;team against George Yeo and gang contesting for &lt;strong&gt;Aljunied GRC&lt;/strong&gt;, Sylvia, Gomez (James Gomez) and co. are in good shape. The coffeeshop buzz is that Aljunied is prepped to be where the fiercest electoral competition lies.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia Lim - you can't fault her achievements man. Ex-police inspector, ex-lawyer, current lecturer at Temasek Polytechnic. She's extremely fluent, presents her ideas rationally with a clear line of thought. And, of course, she dares to shoot down the Men in White (MIW).&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her rebuttal at the MIW using promises of upgrading to pull votes - &lt;strong&gt;"It is a pressing problem for the nation. What message are you sending to people?....think of yourself, whether you're upgraded or not. Vote for the PAP for your self-interest, that's the message. And is this the message and the value we want for Singapore?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear for Ms Lim though. Over the years, those who oppose the MIW fervently have not exactly gone through the best of days. Look at CSJ (fines, lawsuits, jailtime), look at JBJ (bankrupt), look at Steve Chia (so promising when he first emerged, then the nude photos scandals hit him), look at those who couldn't stay in Singapore anymore (yes, the exiles - shan't drop names here lest my blog &lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt; banned...hahaa).&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an easy road ahead. Comments in the Young PAP forum directed at her are unpleasant and to a certain extent, chauvinistic; just to quote one: "Gosh, she should be making babies at home lah" (Sylvia Lim's single). Someone should really whack whoever made that remark.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Politics is dirty, but Ms Lim, do hang on, and pull through. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114627800104062708?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114627800104062708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114627800104062708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114627800104062708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114627800104062708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-ballsy-lady.html' title='One Ballsy Lady'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114615992525047905</id><published>2006-04-28T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:54:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotties on the Pitch</title><content type='html'>I don't really have a fave country when it comes to the World Cup (of cos', if our national team does make it to the finals some day, the patriotism in me will be ignited and I'll scream 'S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-E!' in a heartbeat)...but if I die die got to name one now, I guess i'll be rooting for &lt;strong&gt;Italy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very simply, it's because of...&lt;strong&gt;Francesco Totti&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/totti2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/totti2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you all know which one is Totti in the picture. Wahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the drool-worthy hunk is back from a two-month injury (he's been out of action since Feb) and looks very likely to start for Italy come June, when they take on Ghana in their first World Cup tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/totti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/totti.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he will be joined by fellow countryman, AC Milan's &lt;strong&gt;Alessandro Nesta&lt;/strong&gt; then. By the way, Nesta, who whips up a mean defence, is also a hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/nesta.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/nesta.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comebacks are always delightful, so it was definitely good to hear that &lt;strong&gt;Geylang United &lt;/strong&gt;FINALLY drew their &lt;b&gt;sleague&lt;/b&gt; game (2-2 against Balestier Khalsa) after dunno how many consecutive losses...at least my dear Thai midfielder &lt;strong&gt;Rangsan Vivatchaichok&lt;/strong&gt; won’t be carrying this grimacing, pained, 'suffering-from-toothache' expression anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/rangsan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/rangsan.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A draw is a good start to better things. I'm sure he's smiling tonight.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, too much ogling for one night. I shall stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114615992525047905?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114615992525047905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114615992525047905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114615992525047905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114615992525047905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/hotties-on-pitch.html' title='Hotties on the Pitch'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114607325091893119</id><published>2006-04-27T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T01:54:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubs win, and Ping Pong!</title><content type='html'>I just read on &lt;strong&gt;Sleague &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt; that the &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions &lt;/strong&gt;defeated SAFFC 2-0! Whoa...way to go, our cubs! This also means SAF has lost 2 games in a row already (following last Sun's defeat to the afrikanos...), I think perhaps, the SAF people can consider getting some soldiers, no better still, lieutenants and marshalls to whip up their players' fitness levels...wahaha...anyway, SAF = army &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;...all under one roof, might as well make use of the resources. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One player that certainly deserves attention in the Young Lions camp is this striker named &lt;strong&gt;Khairul Amri&lt;/strong&gt;. Only 21, he's been scoring a lot of goals lately and everyone is kinda placing hopes on him to work his magic again on Sat, when the &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions &lt;/strong&gt;meet Perlis.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/khairul.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/khairul.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment of celebration is the most beautiful, in my opinion. It’s the most natural unleashing of joy. Ahhh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was clearing out one of my cabinets earlier and came across some old photos. Taken back when I was on study exchange in China, and staying at the international students’ hostel. To digress a bit here, going on exchange is probably one of the best things that one must experience at least once in their lives – cos’ though ‘study exchange’ by name, there really isn’t much studying to do!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s basically the time when you can &lt;em&gt;cheong &lt;/em&gt;till you drop, have flings, rendezvous, eh hem…and discover sides of yourself you never knew… I’m not saying I tried all of these ok, but gosh, yes, exchange does bring back plenty of memories.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One memory is of a bunch of us playing &lt;strong&gt;table tennis (or ping pong)&lt;/strong&gt; at the sports hall inside our hostel. I know some of you guys are probably already going – &lt;em&gt;wah leow&lt;/em&gt;, ping pong?! Such a sissy sport…– come on, when it’s a hot lazy afternoon and you’re in the country where ping pong is the favourite sporting hobby, there really isn’t much choice ya. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I must say, table tennis is fun. It was my ECA back in primary school so I knew the basics. But even if you don’t, it’s easy to pick up. To master, that’s the hard part. If it was, there would be so many &lt;strong&gt;Zhang Yi Ning&lt;/strong&gt;s around today.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/yining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/yining.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing &lt;strong&gt;Zhang Yi Ning &lt;/strong&gt;– the world’s best table tennis female player at the moment. With her small eyes and small &lt;em&gt;gin na &lt;/em&gt;face, she’s also a cutie, in her own special way. Hee.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at that look of mental concentration. So focused she’s biting her tongue.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know Zhang, I’m sure there must be one ping pong player you know. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/gump.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/gump.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Gump! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114607325091893119?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114607325091893119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114607325091893119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114607325091893119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114607325091893119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/cubs-win-and-ping-pong.html' title='Cubs win, and Ping Pong!'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114598288548655228</id><published>2006-04-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:34:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One for the Women!</title><content type='html'>I think it's wonderful &lt;strong&gt;Chris Evert&lt;/strong&gt; and the tennis gals are voicing out, standing up for their rights about the whole Wimbledon $$ issue...cos &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/ten/news;_ylt=AicFhLo1qkDFgvmWYyq2S.g4v7YF?slug=reu-wimbledon&amp;prov=reuters&amp;type=lgns"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is just totally unfair. There is seriously &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; reason why sportswomen should be paid less than sportsmen when it comes to prize money.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not as if the male tennis players had to do NS or something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/evert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/evert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a little about Chris Evert...she might not be the greatest female player in terms of skill, but she has this very &lt;em&gt;seh&lt;/em&gt; demeanour and calm presence that made her stand out among her contemporaries then - &lt;strong&gt;Martina Navratilova&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Billie Jean King&lt;/strong&gt; etc. (ok, I guess Evert is also the best-looking amongst them lah...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sleepy...I shall end off by saying that &lt;strong&gt;Alan Shearer &lt;/strong&gt;would be missed. Newcastle fans, don't be too sad...after all, it's been a great 10 years.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/shearer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/shearer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114598288548655228?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114598288548655228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114598288548655228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114598288548655228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114598288548655228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-for-women.html' title='One for the Women!'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114589757345750548</id><published>2006-04-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:13:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball, Ichiro, and the flamboyant Flamingos</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, while my dad and brother sacrificed beauty sleep to catch &lt;strong&gt;Liverpool defeating Chelsea &lt;/strong&gt; in the English FA Cup semifinal (nothing new for football-crazy folks I guess, just a couple of grown men screaming their lungs out at the tv set -- of cos', hurling that occasional abuse at the opposing team; whether the team can actually hear their abuse is another thing), I did the unorthodox. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...slept.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I slept and woke up pretty early the next morning, only to find myself indulging in potato couches' favourite hobby: channel-flipping. Anyway, ESPN was showing a live telecast of Major League baseball. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball is one sport that I know so little about...I probably don't even know how the game fully works. For some odd reason, however, I adore baseball movies to bits. (Kevin Costner is great in them - Watch &lt;strong&gt;Field of Dreams &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;For Love of the Game&lt;/strong&gt;...he's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; an actor in those films, he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a baseball player.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject, that game I happened to chance upon was Baltimore Orioles up against the New York Mets. I was a bit disappointed becos' the only baseball player I know, &lt;strong&gt;Ichiro Suzuki&lt;/strong&gt;, doesn't play for either team (he's part of the &lt;strong&gt;Seattle Marines&lt;/strong&gt;), so no opportunity to see his suave, slightly scruffy, rugged countenance. Heh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/ichiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/ichiro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichiro Suzuki, as some of you will know, put Japan on the world sports map, together with footballer &lt;strong&gt;Hidetoshi Nakata&lt;/strong&gt;. I think Nakata's a playboy, so I like Ichiro better. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Sunday night, I went to catch a &lt;strong&gt;S.League &lt;/strong&gt;match at Choa Chu Kang stadium. (Not a bad place to &lt;em&gt;pa tuo&lt;/em&gt;, acutally, hahaaa) I'm glad I went cos' that match turned out to be one of the biggest upsets this year - the new All-African team actually defeated traditional powerhouse SAFFC! Considering they were never the frontrunners, it's a really huge win for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/mascotafrique.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/mascotafrique.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their mascot - &lt;em&gt;the flamboyant Flamingos&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen the african fans celebrating - with their bongo drums and non-stop cheering, singing and dancing. A pity I can't understand a single word they're singing - it's all French. But, as they say, happiness is in the eyes. And happiness is universal. I think Singaporeans should take a leaf from the afrikanos' spontaneity. Sometimes, the best cheers are not rehearsed dancesteps or memorised chants. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead, impulsiveness evokes the truest and most heartfelt emotions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114589757345750548?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114589757345750548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114589757345750548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114589757345750548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114589757345750548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/baseball-ichiro-and-flamboyant.html' title='Baseball, Ichiro, and the flamboyant Flamingos'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114567037562983604</id><published>2006-04-22T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T09:46:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fed Cup....and so many women</title><content type='html'>More tennis action...woo hoo! The Fed Cup is around the corner...and for starters, it'll be the Belgians, led by &lt;strong&gt;Justine Henin-Hardenne &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Kim Clijsters&lt;/strong&gt;, taking on the Russian challenge of &lt;strong&gt;Elena Dementieva &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Nadia Petrova&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, the latter two are known to be...ermm...there's really no nicer way to put it - the 'plainer-Janes' among the bevy of recent Russian tennis beauties. &lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;'s not playing, exotic dark-haired &lt;strong&gt;Anastasia Myskina &lt;/strong&gt;(triple hot! see for yourself here) is sitting out too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/Anastasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/Anastasia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, no eye candy lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the other side, it'll be &lt;strong&gt;Amelie Mauresmo &lt;/strong&gt;leading the French camp against the Italians (unfortunately, I can't think of a single prominent Italian player now). &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/amelie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/amelie1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mauresmo is somewhat of an enigma, simply because she looks really...unconventional. Haha. Big broad shoulders and bulky mass; hey, in fact, she can easily pass off as...one fine-looking &lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/amelie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/200/amelie2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what I call her 'Lorenzo Lamas' look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114567037562983604?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114567037562983604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114567037562983604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114567037562983604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114567037562983604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/fed-cupand-so-many-women.html' title='Fed Cup....and so many women'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114552954935390398</id><published>2006-04-20T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:41:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Drunks Rulez</title><content type='html'>First things first, our &lt;strong&gt;Young Lions &lt;/strong&gt;are through to the&lt;strong&gt; Msia FA Cup &lt;/strong&gt;Semifinals, even though they lost 1-4 to Sarawak last night...well, I guess this home and away system thingee is very good. I figure for all future games, our Lions should always strive to win real big at home, go for the big score margins...then in away games, dropping a point or two doesn't matter one bit.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dunno why but I feel like getting drunk tonight. Haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last few occasions when I got drunk, the situation got so bad my friends had to tell me what actually happened during that few hours when totally...lost it. Seriously, I would listen in horrors as they exclaim all animatedly - "Ahhh, you &lt;em&gt;xiao zha bo&lt;/em&gt;, you threw that papaya in my face you know and puked all over my lap...yuckkkkss!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, another trait I often exposed when the alcohol effect hits is getting all vulgar (otherwise, i'm a demure, nice girl-next-door most of the time...wahaha...yeah rite), expletives sprouting out of my mouth like water. I really wished someone could just videotape all that, so I don't have to rely on my imagination anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why I am talking about this...hehe...I guess because &lt;strong&gt;David James &lt;/strong&gt;just popped into my mind. For the uninitiated, David James is one cool dude and goalkeeper...he used to be from Liverpool but is playing for Man City now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/james_david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/james_david.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, there was some scandal about him and some other player indulging in horrifying party ways, wreaking havoc and of cos', womanizing. It was all over the papers and it kinda affected his career a little...but ta da, he eventually escaped unscathed and now he's still in the EPL plying his trade and singing "I'm a Survivor".&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was back in the days when he was still...a handsome &lt;em&gt;botak&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/David_James.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/David_James.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder if all sports stars are hardcore party animals at heart. I think they are. And I think perhaps, they all have this unspoken policy, play hard (on the field, in the sports arena they belong to), play &lt;em&gt;even harder&lt;/em&gt; when outside. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114552954935390398?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114552954935390398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114552954935390398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114552954935390398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114552954935390398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-drunks-rulez.html' title='Happy Drunks Rulez'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114542942256133753</id><published>2006-04-19T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:50:22.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone wins, someone loses</title><content type='html'>It's Arsenal vs Villareal in the Champions League semis, &amp; while half of the Singapore population will be rooting for the Gunners to win, my bets are on...Villareal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Manuel Pellegrini's side just lost to Barcelona in the Spanish league, going by their wonderful track record against the English sides (zero losses in nine games...wow wow wow!), they should be able to take the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus - i think midfielder &lt;strong&gt;Javier Cajella&lt;/strong&gt; (see below) has this goofy charm that is...&lt;em&gt;mesmerising&lt;/em&gt;. Ok, hahaa, a bit out of point hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/calleja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/calleja.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, closer to home...my friend just reminded me that our very own &lt;a href="http://www.younglions.com.sg/"&gt;Young Lions &lt;/a&gt;are playing against Sarawak tonight in the &lt;strong&gt;Malaysian FA Cup&lt;/strong&gt;! Not in Singapore though; away in Kuching...I have a hunch that they will perform superbly, cos' after all, the weather and environment over there is so similar to ours...guess there won't be any difficulties of adapting whatsoever. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Singapore playing in this Msia FA Cup reminds me of the good ole' days of the Malaysian Cup and the Kallang Roar...oh my, I was still a kid back then! Time really does fly, doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114542942256133753?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114542942256133753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114542942256133753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114542942256133753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114542942256133753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/someone-wins-someone-loses.html' title='Someone wins, someone loses'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114537520621449382</id><published>2006-04-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:54:46.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiery Spaniards and one lovely Belgian lass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/conchita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/conchita.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;Conchita Martinez &lt;/strong&gt; announced her retirement from the world of tennis, it didn't come as a surprise...I mean, the woman is 34 -- that's the usual age female tennis players decide to hang up their racquets (unless they're Anna Kournikova who infamously retired at like, 20plus without a single major title...but heck, she's probably sashaying &amp; doing photoshoots and making tons of $$ right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Conchita, not exactly a very memorable player on the court...Think she won one grand slam back in the early 90s and that's about it. She's one very hardworking player though, together with fiery Arantxa Sanchez. Yeah, come to think of it, the Spaniards all have that perpetual frowned, determined look. Women you cannot play play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave female player, on the other hand, won't be retiring anytime soon! She's been on a losing streak of late, though, crashing out in those small tournaments. &lt;em&gt;Latest news - she just lost to Patty Schynder. Bleah :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/Justine_Henin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/Justine_Henin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's none other than &lt;b&gt;Justine Henin-Hardenne&lt;/b&gt; - Gosh, don't you just lurrve the way she crunches her fist when she scores a point! Raw emotion at its best man. Don't understand why guys just pour all their attention on Russian Sala-pova...hey, Henin's pretty hot too. (at least better than those Williams sister rite...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her tender age of 23, she's done real superb - great pro career, undaunted by injuries, happily married. Aah, this is what I call Successful Woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114537520621449382?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114537520621449382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114537520621449382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114537520621449382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114537520621449382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/fiery-spaniards-and-one-lovely-belgian.html' title='Fiery Spaniards and one lovely Belgian lass'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114534684582815832</id><published>2006-04-18T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T15:56:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suave football lads make my day</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I've started to follow a bit of our local football league this year. (Thanks to a pal who gave me free tiks to one of the matches, u noe who u are) Before that, I must confess I know nuts about the scene &lt;a href="http://www.sleague.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...yeah, i &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; the sort that would probably go - "oh, so u mean Fandi is not playing for the national team already...he's coach?!?" Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've heard many people dissing the Sleague, making awful comparisons to the EPL or the Spanish La Liga like 'our one no standard lah', 'the action sooo slow'...blah blah blah...which are really unfair comments, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local league is seriously not that bad. Of cos', we can't expect it to rise to the ranks of EPL, but come on, it's our league after all. If we can forsake sleep in the wee hours to watch a bunch of big angmohs playing on tv (u lucky folks with cable), why not just drop by your friendly neighbourhood stadium sometime to catch a match?...something which moi did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, who am i kidding man...as much as it's for the football, at the same time, it's also these beautiful men that's making me sit up and pay attention to the sleague. I was fortunate enough to be able to get a photo with two -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;Rangsan&lt;/strong&gt; from Geylang...he's a cute Thai...though I heard Geylang's playing pretty badly now...got to buck up eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/rangsan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/rangsan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy here is &lt;strong&gt;Aleksandar Duric&lt;/strong&gt;...he's a striker from SAF...as they say, the older men are, the more charming they get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/duric.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/duric.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obviously, I have no plans to let u see how I look! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26355140-114534684582815832?l=girlwithballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/feeds/114534684582815832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26355140&amp;postID=114534684582815832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114534684582815832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26355140/posts/default/114534684582815832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithballs.blogspot.com/2006/04/suave-football-lads-make-my-day.html' title='Suave football lads make my day'/><author><name>girlwithballs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02148839988416546254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26355140.post-114533390801951767</id><published>2006-04-18T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:33:03.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation is the Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/1600/marat-safin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5990/2758/320/marat-safin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm, let's see...what actually motivated me to start this&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Marat Safin, Marat Safin, Marat Safin! (non-stop ogling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Twenty-two hot hunks running around and heating up the pitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Michelle Wie striking that beautiful pose with her club (love that sexy butt view...erm...I mean, back view) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Man U vs Liverpool (u mean u don't take sides? are u Singaporean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Beach Volleyball babes and their super short skirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hahaha. 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