<?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-8990878</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:19:24.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotch Leavers: Life is Bliss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400616755550145922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8990878.post-110785968739886212</id><published>2005-02-08T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T18:48:07.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beer</title><content type='html'>Beer can make you friendly, funny, sad, sometimes feral and often fat, and the saving grace for tiresome drunks is that it has never helped them stay awake.. 
BUT, the days of "ah screw it, he'll shut up and fall over eventually" may be at an end. 
In one of the episode of Simpsons (or most of them), Homer Simpson's philosophy that alcohol is "the cause and solution to all of life's problems", US brewer in Budweiser has combined a potential hang-over and its fabled cure in one can.
This caffeine beer, with gurana and ginseng also in the mix, the beer "has an aroma of blackberry and a little bit of cherry... which is unexpected.
"It has typical beer flavours, like hops and malt and it finishes with what we're calling the WOW factor," says a brew master and creater of BE.
Welcome to the age of beer infused with caffeine.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8990878-110785968739886212?l=buddies4life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/feeds/110785968739886212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8990878&amp;postID=110785968739886212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110785968739886212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110785968739886212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/2005/02/beer.html' title='beer'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400616755550145922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8990878.post-110635779994079529</id><published>2005-01-22T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T09:36:39.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW CAR</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, I realise it has been a long time since the last post so i have put in a new one. Scroll down to the picture of the car and its under that. Cheers .:Will:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8990878-110635779994079529?l=buddies4life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/feeds/110635779994079529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8990878&amp;postID=110635779994079529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110635779994079529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110635779994079529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-car.html' title='NEW CAR'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400616755550145922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8990878.post-110059687687617115</id><published>2004-11-12T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:34:56.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a Cosmo Reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Confession Of a Cosmo Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I have to be honest. I love reading &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/span&gt;, the magazine for fun, fearless females. Upon my most recent self-examination, i have found myself to be neither fun, fearless, nor female. With the recent advances in science technology, i could be, one out of the three. (at the very best)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

My personal obsession with Cosmo started about one year ago when i saw a March edition with Rebecca Romjin-Stamos on the cover. I think i was hanging out with my friends at the time in some place. Out of boredom, i started to read it. About two hours later, i was hooked.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


Basically, the whole magazine is about horny women! To many of you who have not read the magazine, i will give you a brief summary. The whole magazine is divided into three sections.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;, this magazine caters to horny women who want to please their men and want to pleasure themselves.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;, Cosmo is for horny women who are looking for flings and land a man. Very rarely does one read an article about virginal girls who are looking for that one long-term relationship.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;, Cosmo has these quizzes that help one gauge how horny one is.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
For me, it is so fascinating to read about what goes through the minds of the better sex. Mind you, i dont know that many women who are as morally loose as the entities in Cosmo’s “True Confession.” Actually, i dont know that many women but i digress. (Note: if you are a Cosmo girl, email me at &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;inf3st@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;) Hehe.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Glamour is okay. But they have gossip and fashion tips mixed in with sex. If i ordered a lettuce salad, i don’t want tomatoes, cucumbers, and anything else, if you know what i mean. &lt;strong&gt;Vogue and Elle &lt;/strong&gt;suck. Basically, Cosmo is "mah thang" as most of my friends such as Will or Dave would hear me say to anything that i love.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Now, enjoying Cosmo presents itself with a problem. I am currently without a girlfriend (again, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:inf3st@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;inf3st@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and therefore do not have the luxury of reading my significant others Cosmo. I initially entertained the idea of getting a subscription, but i would be ashamed to see my mailing label attached to a women’s magazine on the coffee table. How would I explain it?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
At least, with the news stand copy, i can pretend that it was left by &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;fine looking&lt;/span&gt; girls after they came over to my crib. So now there is another problem. How do I buy it off of a newsstand? I cannot go to a local 7-Eleven where the clerk knows me and i run a chance to meeting someone i know.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It is awfully incriminating to hold a copy of Cosmo on one hand and my Pepsi on the other. (FYI: As Seinfeld would say, i am not gay, not that there is anything wrong with that.) So one day every month, i do this trek that involves me going to a supermarket store around midnight at a town that is not near my home (about 1 km away?). Given that i usually get out of college pretty late, this aint so hard. Now, college has ended and from now on it would be hell of a trek because i have to start from home. Well, at least it is worth the effort.
&lt;br&gt; Sam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8990878-110059687687617115?l=buddies4life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/feeds/110059687687617115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8990878&amp;postID=110059687687617115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110059687687617115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110059687687617115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/2004/11/confession-of-cosmo-reader.html' title='Confession of a Cosmo Reader'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400616755550145922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8990878.post-110006568543720716</id><published>2004-11-10T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:50:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative of Sams</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/coffwf04/8c7d0720.jpg"&gt;
Random but accurate example of our fellow monkey species. Being a relatively close relation to the Chu's this particular breed of monkey has taken on many human characteristics such as scratching the balls and wearing clothes in imatation of its favorite football team. A close examination of Sam reveals his human like features which have evolved over the last 5 years in order for him to fit into the boarding house. However, despite the fact that he looks relatively human, Sam is in fact a monkey and of a similar breed to the picture above. To be continued...  ::Will::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8990878-110006568543720716?l=buddies4life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/feeds/110006568543720716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8990878&amp;postID=110006568543720716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110006568543720716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8990878/posts/default/110006568543720716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddies4life.blogspot.com/2004/11/relative-of-sams.html' title='Relative of Sams'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400616755550145922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8990878.post-109990528737150526</id><published>2004-11-08T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T00:42:03.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*&amp;king Physics</title><content type='html'>All i can say right now is WTF didnt i study more. I had my first TEE exam today "PHYSICS!". I can't believe how hard section A was. Most of the questions i havent even seen before. Now i regrett my lazy days which have been my study break. All i did was think about the end of exams rather than the work it would take to actually pass them. Having said that, I did do a bit of study for physics and heaps for the mocks but i still feel that i did shit. Neway, TO ALL OTHER YR 12'vs OUT THERE STOP THINKING ABOUT LEAVERS AND START STUDYING.
And to Dave who is too fricking smart stop studying and start thinking about leavers : ) "Will"
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p.s. can't wait till leavers, man!!!!!!!!!!! :D

dave
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Indeed, it is a heavy burden i carry. Exams.. I damn thee.
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Enjoy the site: Will
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