<?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-21001719</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:40:21.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of E Foolish one</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21001719.post-113873431654672312</id><published>2006-01-31T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:05:16.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year had came and its gone. Got to wait another year for good food, money making opportunities and relatives to visit. Well actually Cny is another good way for us to catch up with cousins whom I haven't saw for don't know how many doggy months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Problem is relatives are they will always ask you the same old few questions," You got girlfriend already or not?", " When you getting? You not young anymore already you know?" " Must have a girlfriend before your cousins all start to get marry." and so on, sometimes the sermons can be long for few hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lucky for me, my cotton bud comes in handy. Pheww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Moving on, its actually been a freaking sicking month for me, example last friday, had a horrible night of vomitting and giddy spells, waking up at unholy hours to "merlion", at last unable to take the torture anymore, pull myself up at 5am and went all alone to Changi General Hospital A&amp;E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Something for you guys to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;12 Ways To Change Your Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pay attention to your surrounding; you won't spot good luck unless you look for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Strike up conversation with strangers. You might meet the love of your life or make an important business contact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After you meet someone interesting, follow up with a note or phone call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stay relax, even in pressure situation; it'll help you be more aware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vary your routine everyday. Walk on the other side of the street, or try a new lunch spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be aggressive about making changes you want. Still thinking about moving cross- country? Just go already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Follow your hunches and gut feeling; many seemingly random occurrences are actually the result of good subconscious decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Treat nagging doubts as alarm bells; they're often right, even if you can't pinpoint the reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Expect good fortune; if you think something's going to happen, you'll be more likely to spot it when it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Believe in lucky charms. A rabbit's foot doesn't have special powers, but the confidence it gives you is very powerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smile. People will smile back, and suddenly you're off to a good start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Outlast bad luck; often a negative turn of events creates unexpected opportunities for good results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21001719-113873431654672312?l=storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/113873431654672312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21001719&amp;postID=113873431654672312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113873431654672312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113873431654672312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-had-came-and-its-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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-21001719.post-113825852357562626</id><published>2006-01-25T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:55:23.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;16 SUREFIRE WAYS TO GET NOTICED AT A PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Get up on a stage and sing Whitney Houstons's version of 'I'm Every Woman'. If there's no stage, stand on the buffet table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scratch yourself uncontrollably and whisper to anyone who asks that you don't think medication is working, but not to worry, it's not contagious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Squeeze the zits on your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Start a food fight. Don't worry if no one will join in, that just means there's more food for you to throw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't shower a week before the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the host's speech, start channeling &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Simon Cowell&lt;/span&gt;. Don't hold back on the insults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someone gives you a business card, tell them you only have a few slots left in your Rolodex and you're saving those for very important people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If all else fails, remember that a rolled up pair of socks can be your best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For Her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrange for a wardrobe malfunction to occur. The buffet line is a good place for this to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tell everyone how much your life has changed since the implants. But keep people guessing where those implants are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grab the biggest dish at the buffet table and bring the whole thing to your seat. Spend the rest of the party stuffing your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Start a little bonfire at your table with all the business cards that people give you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someone gives you a business card, throw a drink in their face while shouting," &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What kind of a girl do you think I am?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walk around the room with a candle while whispering loudly," &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello? Is anyone there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Show up in a white bathrobe with a huge black wig, green mascara and white face paint and tells everyone that you just finished filming &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If all else fails, remember that two rolled up pairs of socks can be your best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7636/2119/1600/e653.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7636/2119/320/e653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21001719-113825852357562626?l=storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/113825852357562626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21001719&amp;postID=113825852357562626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113825852357562626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113825852357562626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/2006/01/16-surefire-ways-to-get-noticed-at.html' title=''/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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-21001719.post-113821133845537171</id><published>2006-01-25T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T09:48:59.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, my fans. For not blogging. I've been busy with my school work, camp trainings, church work and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Just came back from OLPS catholeague meeting and guess wat? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE BEEN APPOINTED VICE CHAIRMAN!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm still in a shock now, not yet recovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway few interesting things I managed to catch. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wigan enter to the final of Carling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cup&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Three cheers to Wigan for defeating Arsenal and for believing in themslves that they can do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      An article I came across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Promise you can keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Gain weight. At least 30 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Read less. Makes you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch more TV. You've been missing some good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Procrastinate more. Starting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Get more toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Get further in debt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Break at least one traffic law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait around for opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never make New Year's resolution again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;    With that I end off with something funny:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;    The children were lined up in a cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table, there were a large pile of apples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;    A nun made a note and posted it on the apple tray:" Take only one, God is watching."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;   Further along the line, at the other end of the table, was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;   A child had written a note:" Take all you want; God is watching the apples."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21001719-113821133845537171?l=storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/113821133845537171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21001719&amp;postID=113821133845537171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113821133845537171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113821133845537171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry-my-fans.html' title=''/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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-21001719.post-113739668644276461</id><published>2006-01-15T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:31:29.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's up with this world man? Haven't there been enough troubles cause and here we are with more problems. 1st- Bird flu. 2nd- Terrorist, there isnt many strikes by terrorists from Middle East maybe due to bird flu?(Dont forget, bird flu is happening in Turkey which is in Middle East) 3rd- North Korea Nuclear warhead, US should just assassinate that Kim guy. 4th- Iran Nuclear also, just assassinate Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. 5th- Saddam trial, that guy is defintely guilty of war crimes. 6th- Sharon not emerging coma,  Israel needs him, his people needs him, actually they need God more than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Anyway on a lighter note, this will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class one day, Mr X pulled litle J over to his desk after a test. He said:"J, I have a feeling that you have been cheating in your tests." J was astounded and asked Mr X to prove it. "Well, I was loking over your test and the question was,'Who was our 1st president?" And Mary, the little girl next to you put 'George Washington' and so did you." "SO? Everyone know that." said J. "Well, the next question was 'Who freed the slaves?' Mary put Abraham Lincoln and so did you." "I remembered that," said J. "Next question was 'Who was president during the Louisiana Purchase?' Mary put 'I don't know' and you put 'Me neither'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      See you guys next week- The Foolish &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21001719-113739668644276461?l=storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/113739668644276461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21001719&amp;postID=113739668644276461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113739668644276461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113739668644276461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-up-with-this-world-man-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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-21001719.post-113739232270849797</id><published>2006-01-15T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:18:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlement! Boys and Girls! Let's us warmly welcome the Blogger of the Year! Stories of the foolish one- JOEL NG!!!!"clap clap clap clap"Wooo....if that really come true, everyone here who saw this each will be getting two hundred bucks man!! Provided you  tag my board.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;           Well this is the officially opening ceremony of- Stories of the foolish one. My blog will mostly consist of quotes and some top headlines that appear in the papers...something for me to comment so the rest of you guys can give it a thought...sound kind of boring right? hope it wont be, provided how the way I wrote it. And maybe add in some health matters and nutrient facts? Put good use of what I learn into here. Haha. Would not try to pen too many of my own problems or personal things here. It just be simple and sweet, so that my that dream can come true!!! Would really like to meet up with Dawn Yeo, she's one hell of a blogger and not to mention a great beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Okay, would sincerely like to thanks my Sista, Jess for helping me do this blog as I'm so blur and stupid on doing this kind of things. Love you Sista!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         How come my last paragraph has became a thank you speech?? Maybe for me to practise my thank you speech if I won that award? :) Damn! My mind's screwed with winning that award! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21001719-113739232270849797?l=storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/feeds/113739232270849797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21001719&amp;postID=113739232270849797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113739232270849797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21001719/posts/default/113739232270849797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesofefoolishone.blogspot.com/2006/01/ladies-and-gentlement-boys-and-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>E Foolish one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06087465248444645989</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></feed>
