<?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-18926379</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:22:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For me to poop on !</title><subtitle type='html'>/\/\ l -l- ( /-/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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-18926379.post-8899746125432104308</id><published>2007-10-17T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:13:00.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick Ass Malacca Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So we went to Malacca for 3 days/2 nights. The hotel was awesome coz it was 5 star . Renaissance. We gt a huge savings due to certain reasons so i took the extra cash and spent it eating like a pig. Service was excellent, the gay doorman was friendly, transport provided to certain locations , i loved the breakfast buffer though it wasnt the best ive eaten, the BED was the best ..its wht i call a million dollar rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Slept and ate like a pig. It was more like an adult version of a holiday where people just relax and eat. We did jzt that because we have been to Malacca many times and seen it all. This time we all went shoppin to Makhota and also to jonker where i found the love of my life ! A gun ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hell yea ive been eatin sleepin and makin love to my gun. the air gun shoot quite far .. the length of my house and even can hit the roof at full speed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I had a great time with the family we laughed a lot and debated on lots of topics. Was how a family should b no tension , jzt full of love. i had to sneak out a few times at night to talk to sweetie and gt questioned on my whrabouts. Haa i kept on sayin i cudnt sleep needed to go to the lounge there was a good singer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love family trips nw , i used to wanna go wit friends but nw family kicks big ass. we r planninanother trip end of the year . lets see whr to - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18926379-8899746125432104308?l=dmpereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8899746125432104308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18926379&amp;postID=8899746125432104308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/8899746125432104308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/8899746125432104308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/2007/10/kick-ass-malacca-trip.html' title='Kick Ass Malacca Trip'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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-18926379.post-6658982961416729973</id><published>2007-10-17T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:12:32.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days out wit Sweetie -</title><content type='html'>ts been very cool coz how many interracial relationships r there in jb , like next to nothing. People look and look i wanna poke their eye balls out , and then i suggested pepper spraying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end the most civilised way and interestin too is to smile back and as sweetie suggested jzt kiss in front of them. So nw anyone stares we kiss and kiss , piss them off . ive  practically made her into a celebrity in city square , every waitress and waiter recognises her lets talk about the other ppl tht work there. People love staring , its rude i knw . at times its irritating and other time its kick ass ! hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even once a guy cudnt believe he kept staring and starin above his girls shoulder while goin up d escalator . and then yesterday everyone in the restaurant stared until the chef heard and decided to take a look also , best part was he peeked while diggin his nose full circle from d kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLz pretty cool stuff , love u lots sweetie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS- jzt wanted to put a happy post among all those disgruntled postt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://danmitch.multiply.com/journal/item/25"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18926379-6658982961416729973?l=dmpereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6658982961416729973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18926379&amp;postID=6658982961416729973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/6658982961416729973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/6658982961416729973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/2007/10/days-out-wit-sweetie.html' title='Days out wit Sweetie -'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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-18926379.post-7575492761821405913</id><published>2007-05-13T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:46:43.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>So i suddenly had sudden feelin of deja vu . Dad dropped me off in Singapore today and waving goodbye to him brought back a feeling from 16 years ago which made me soft on the inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of Primary School at Ngee Heng in Johor Bahru . Didnt knw any friends , new environment , parents werent there to help me in anything . i was thrown into an environment for me to use my own will power and survival skills to make the best of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this came about as i landed a job at an English MNC called Marcus Evans and tmrw is my first day of work . Just reminded me of my childhood days . Its a good memory and im glad my memory is good . It was my memory tht helped me ace my 3rd interview with the GM of ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tmrw i continue to write how my path in life starts and ends  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Dan Mitchell Pereira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18926379-7575492761821405913?l=dmpereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7575492761821405913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18926379&amp;postID=7575492761821405913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/7575492761821405913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/7575492761821405913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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-18926379.post-2842337723626956196</id><published>2007-04-22T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T15:57:01.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Time</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day ill be working my ass off at NUS , in roughly 22 hours ill be sitting for my second last paper Pharmaco then ill have 8days to work on my last official paper at NUS which is Applied Microb Hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies - nw i start to ponder on all the things tht have occured at nus . the good times , some memories in the 1st year are vague but i seem to rem very well everythin within the LS grp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times we studied in the room in the 2nd year , my first karoake outin wit wei xin on her bday , genting wit minsinchowlihboonieweixin, dinesh's massive bday celebration, crazy walk from suntec to pgp at 2am wit dinesh, our outings to chijmes,hooters :p , clubbin , goin out our ghost squad outings with Ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red cross camp wit the guys , aman chasing us 5 gives before we turned on him hahaz . Ahhh nw i knw wht happen in the 1st year , a girl wanted to give me a blow job! after doin my chinese homework hahaz at 3am .&lt;br /&gt;so many more -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The learning experiences we're good too , got into lots of trouble and got out of it almost every sem from the 2nd year. Friends had issues was there to save sum asses . Was all good -  Now the journey ends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18926379-2842337723626956196?l=dmpereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2842337723626956196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18926379&amp;postID=2842337723626956196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/2842337723626956196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/2842337723626956196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-time.html' title='Last Time'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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-18926379.post-7508421261545150038</id><published>2007-04-13T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:25:35.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Mitchell Pereira</title><content type='html'>Everthing happens for a reason -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18926379-7508421261545150038?l=dmpereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7508421261545150038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18926379&amp;postID=7508421261545150038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/7508421261545150038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18926379/posts/default/7508421261545150038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmpereira.blogspot.com/2007/04/dan-mitchell-pereira.html' title='Dan Mitchell Pereira'/><author><name>dmpereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499931735420537678</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>
