<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Maddie Ricola</title><description>Life of a mad ricola</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</managingEditor><pubDate>Fri, 27 Sep 2024 21:49:49 +0800</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">500</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Life of a mad ricola</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><item><title>Dead</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2009/01/dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 01:10:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-7013361928198801775</guid><description>This shall be the last post from me. This blog is as dead as me. Thanks for all the support. Bye
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&lt;br&gt;Cheers
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Love is short-lived, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;
Love dies, so do I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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2008 had been a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;
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I personally believe we shape our own future. Life is never that simple. In this era of distractions and abundance of knowledge and power, it is easy to be a devil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many attempts their plans of achieving success, fame, power and money. My best friend once said, "It is never about what you have achieved, it is about what you really need". In this fast moving world, one hardly has the time to stop for a moment for a breather.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is unsurprisingly that most of us lose track of what we really need and continue to pursue what we perceived as what we want. We are constantly being blinded by selfishness and greed. We blindly follow the asses of others and pursue what we all think is what we want.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is it that tough to stop our tracks for a moment, sit down, take a breather and feel what we really need? Nothing is tough. All you need is purpose, belief and passion. Desire is a force easily tuned to the forces of evil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do yourself a favor and take a breather before you embark your journey of 2009. &lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers &lt;br /&gt;
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An old lady requested for my assistance to press the bus stopping bell. I helped her and smiled at her. I felt my heart aching when I smiled at her. I also have no answer to this. &lt;br /&gt;
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While I was in deep thoughts in the train, I suddenly realise there's a monk standing next to me. I would like to borrow a phrase from Mr Razzle Dazzle: coincidence? I don't know what that means. Was the invisible man up in the sky trying to hint me? I totally have no clue. &lt;br /&gt;
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I suddenly realise the place I am going to right now was the place I accompanied her to her facial session. Another coincidence? I still don't know what that means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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Anyhow, I will be using myself as the character of the story as I find it easier to narrate the story in a first person view. Do not worry, I am not the person as described in this story. Hope you will bear that with me. This story happens in real-time and will be published real-time. Keep checking us up for live updates!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, I received a SMS which is supposed to be saddening. Surprisingly, I did not feel sad. A wave of calmness swept me off my feet. My vision started to be glared by bright light from unknown sources. My field of vision turned hazy and blurrish. What is happening? I thought to myself. Being extremely drowsy and dizzy, I slowly got off my bed dizzily.&lt;br /&gt;
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My sumo goldfish caught my sight. I realised I am fighting this all alone now. My battlefield mates, my precious sumo goldfish left me for her favourite food, my precious plants left me for the warm-giving sunlight. I am left all alone in this darkness, feeling cold, feeling helpless...&lt;br /&gt;
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My best friend greeted me. I felt hope for a second. The life-giving hope disappeared into the thin air before I can even grab hold of it. She asked if she could visit me. I rejected her flatly. For I know, I will only bring her unhappiness and she will have her tears rolling down her rosy cheeks when she see me. How can I bear to let her go through this torment when she's not supposed to get involved in it. It's my final wish to see a happy person to turn into a sorrow zombie because of me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I seek help from GODs of all kinds. "The invisible man up there high in the sky, tell me what am I suppose to do?" I screamed in my mind. There was no reply. It was kinda expected.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am now the walking zombie of this cruel world. Death is always around the corner, trying to grab my feet when I lose my focus. How can I leave this cruel world? I can't bear to leave this cruel world with a beautiful side. All I am seeing right now is the cruel side. I can't see anything beautiful at all. I am losing hope rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to attempt to fill my mind with work for now. I know chances of this working is amazingly low. I have to try at least, I said to myself. I am a lone soldier in this battlefield. I have to fight till my very last breath. I have to finish this battle to see the beautiful side of the world. All I see was a never-ending horizon encompassed with greyness. It's soundless, it's cold and it's smell full of rusting iron, the same scent of fresh blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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Once again, thank you. Please forget me. Enjoy your christmas and new year.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will complete the love story before this blog closes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Maddie Ricola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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With such great powers, it is logical for one to believe one should not dabble with it. Nevertheless, many brave souls regardlessly attempt to trend on this lethal landfield called love. Many suffered, many entrapped in this landfield with no hope of getting out, few managed to walk through this landfield alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Below is the story of one of the brave soldier...&lt;br /&gt;
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Note: Based on a true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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Christmas is dashing towards us! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;
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Check the new us out now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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New hideout = new fun, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;
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Those regulars that I saw in the previous hideout, I bid farewell, heh.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Maddie Ricola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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Don't be a busybody and ask me, I won't say a nut, =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, our efforts to contact the person failed. If you are the person, please contact me again via the same method. Please leave your email address so I can reply you shortly.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the question you asked, "Can i ask you a question..What kind of girls do you like?", why not try guessing? =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear visitors, please do not post your links in the tagbox, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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She's such a hilarious gal. Everytime when she tells jokes, she always end up laughing before me! WHAT IS THIS! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?! She's also a big bully, she never give me a chance to bully her! Peeps, please help me deal with her!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Okkies, I shall not bully her anymore. She's a nice person, very chattable, very friendly and very caring, =)&lt;br /&gt;
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For more info, ask me personally, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Last friday, I went to have a first glimpse of the customised boobs. The girls, being busybodies as always, forced me to let them tag along.&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon reaching the secret location, I proceeded to try on the boobs. Amazing feel, I must say. The fit was exact, the comfort is amazing and it doesn't feel real heavy. Of course, this pair is a custom made boobs that's costing few thousands of bucks!&lt;br /&gt;
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The gals, as always, snatched my boobs away from me! OMG! They were so curel! Never even let me spend time with my new boobs, I have no time to know my boobs. I will have to wear a stranger boobs in future, sob, =(&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, they said the boobs feel natural. They played with the boobs for like half an hour. WTH! Can't they play with their owns? Why play with mine?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;
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Proceeded to training after the boobs test-wear. The gals decided to give me shopping training for that day. I really admire how gals can shop for hours without any rest or complaint. I believed I tried for 2 hours and my legs were so tired out till I am wriggling while walking!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to clarify after someone told me 2 hours worth of shopping is not adequate. She recommended 5 hours. OMG! We were not really shopping, we were like brisk walking around the whole mall numerous times! Fine, it's more like semi-jogging.&lt;br /&gt;
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According to the gals, my next lesson will be making up! OMG! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;
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Catch all the details on today's episode of Hippy Geeky!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Updates again!</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 20:21:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-2038115885693266693</guid><description>Amazing, I was prevented from updating due to the need for certain information to remain confidential till the episode is release. Finally! Today is the day!&lt;br /&gt;
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Lots of updates! I bet u missed me plenty, :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, billions of events happened recently. I am suffering from severe emotional swings. Gee!&lt;br /&gt;
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Surprisingly, April noticed that I am moody. OMG! How did you do that? Few has the ability of know my real mood! Gee, scary!&lt;br /&gt;
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She's real nice to offer a listening ear and her time just to accompany me. I was real bad to flatly rejected her. I am feeling so bad now. Sorry, April. Thank you for being there and offering your help, =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>You think 30 babes is enough for me?</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-think-30-babes-is-enough-for-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 23:07:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-911838874339916512</guid><description>Well well, with the ending of the F1 races, the babes finally emerge from their hideouts! 30 babes from Japan are gonna pump up the heat with their sizzling actions!&lt;br /&gt;
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A total of 60 babes will be opening this brand new series of Hippy Geeky. Sorry, I forgotten about 1 more, hehe, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you wanna know who is that unique, special babe?&lt;br /&gt;
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If you wanna know, stay tuned to my blog!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>F1 and me</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1-and-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 23:03:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-1109071198586715173</guid><description>Well well, the race is finally over. No more burning smell of the tires. No more of the buzzing roars of the engines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Summary of how I felt for F1 Night Race @ Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;
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The Singtel grid gals sucks!&lt;br /&gt;
Is it a night race? The track looks as bright as it is in daylight!&lt;br /&gt;
The track has too many bends and bumps. It looks more like a tamiya model car race to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Why guys used to be desperate, are becoming less desperate and gal are becoming more desperate?</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-guys-used-to-be-desperate-are-being.html</link><category>HGN</category><category>Hippy Geeky</category><category>Hippy Geeky's News</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 13:27:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-1802822359547354019</guid><description>Nature has its own unique way of balancing everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fisher%27s_principle"&gt;Fisher's principle&lt;/a&gt;, the most normal male-female ratio of a species should be 1:1. In the few of gender theories, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sex_ratio"&gt;sex ratio&lt;/a&gt; of human population is commonly assumed to be 1.05:1.&lt;br /&gt;
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In non-mathematical terms, this would imply that there's 105 males for every 100 females. If we put it in Singapore's context, assuming a population of 4 million, there would be 97561 single males who are not able to get a mate. Of course, I assumed that all the females are faithful to their mates and all the males are faithful to their mates as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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For me, as I am neither extremely handsome or attractive, chances of me getting my butt into the pool of single males is rather high. Naturally, I will be worried and will be seeking out females like there's no tomorrow. That explains why guys are desperate.&lt;br /&gt;
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You do realise that I did not mention about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Androgen"&gt;androgens&lt;/a&gt; like the infamous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Testosterone"&gt;testosterone&lt;/a&gt;. According to the article on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Testosterone"&gt;testosterone&lt;/a&gt; found in Wikipedia,&lt;br /&gt;
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"In both men and women, testosterone plays a key role in health and well-being as well as in sexual functioning. Examples include enhanced &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libido" title="Libido"&gt;libido&lt;/a&gt;, increased energy, increased production of red blood cells and protection against &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osteoporosis" title="Osteoporosis"&gt;osteoporosis&lt;/a&gt;. On average, an adult &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human" title="Human"&gt;human&lt;/a&gt; male body produces about forty to sixty times more testosterone than an adult female body, but females are, from a behavioral perspective (rather than from an anatomical or biological perspective), more sensitive to the hormone.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Testosterone#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; However the overall ranges for male and female are very wide, such that the ranges actually overlap at the low end and high end respectively."&lt;br /&gt;
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This explains why there are sexually active aka horny females running around the streets.&lt;br /&gt;
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Desperate guys, please take note of the following information. This information is specifically catered for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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According to statistics from &lt;a href="http://www.geohive.com/earth/pop_gender.aspx"&gt;Geohive - Male/ Female distribution, 2007&lt;/a&gt;, the best place to be in is Russia Federation. They have a relatively low male:female ratio and they have the highest single female population, =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently, I noticed an upward trend of females getting more desperate, go for visually/ physically less attractive males. This is of a great concern for us, especially unattractive males like me, =)&lt;br /&gt;
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You must be wondering, why is this of great concern for unattractive males when the unattractive males is gaining the upper hand?&lt;br /&gt;
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The reason: We must maximise our potentials even though we are at an advantage. The other reason being, it is extremely difficult to be extremely handsome, it is also as extremely difficult to be extremely ugly!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know, it sounds wrong. Don't laugh!&lt;br /&gt;
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According to &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/index.html"&gt;CIA - World Factbook, 2008&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/fields/2018.html"&gt;sex ratio&lt;/a&gt; of Singapore is 0.95 for aged 15-64 and the &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/fields/2010.html"&gt;age structure&lt;/a&gt; for 15-64 is 76.5% (male 1,717,357/female 1,809,462). This works out&amp;nbsp;to be 92105 females being single and unable to find a mate. Now now, who has to be desperate now?&lt;br /&gt;
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If that's not concrete enough as evidence, according to &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/"&gt;Guardian UK&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2007/sep/12/gender.sciencenews"&gt;man-made chemicals blamed as many more girls than boys are born in Arctic&lt;/a&gt;. Let me show you the devastating effects that the chemicals have: In the communities of Greenland and eastern Russia monitored so far, the ratio was found to be two girls to one boy. In one village in Greenland only girls have been born. You say it is too far to be affecting you. Are you sure?: A paper published in the US National Institute of Environmental Health Sciences earlier this year said that in Japan and the US there were 250,000 boys fewer than would have been expected had the sex ratio existing in 1970 remained unchanged. The paper was unable to pin down a cause for the new excess of girls over boys.&lt;br /&gt;
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Scientists believe a number of man-made chemicals used in electrical equipment from generators, televisions and computers that mimic human hormones are implicated. They are carried by winds and rivers to the Arctic where they accumulate in the food chain and in the bloodstreams of the largely meat- and fish-eating Inuit communities. Guys, please start throwing televisions and computers into our reservoirs and sea now! =D&lt;br /&gt;
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This article is brought to you by Hippy Geeky's News (HGN), we take news, turn them into useless crap and bring it to you!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I am feeling sad!</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-feeling-sad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 00:08:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-5652482767058385397</guid><description>I am feeling sad! OMG, this is the first time I am blogging about my private life!, I think, haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am sad because I have no GF, haha. Strange me, you might say, well, I am strange! haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, April did something amazing that shocked me for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;
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If you do not know who is April, she's one of the 30 babes in Hippy Geeky. She was the one that I kissed! haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, she wanted to woo me today! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;
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Haha, as usual, I rejected her. The reason? Nah, it's a secret, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Gee, was I being sent to work in an office just to be a spy? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, the article will be dished out within this few days, so please stay tuned, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>When you think 30 babes is enough</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-think-30-babes-is-enough.html</link><category>Babes</category><category>Hippy Geeky</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 23:59:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-1276250014820718218</guid><description>You are so wrong! haha!&lt;br /&gt;
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30 babes will be coming from Japan for a cultural exchange. Ya right! haha. They are just coming for fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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This brings the total count of babes in Hippy Geeky to a shocking 60?!?!&lt;br /&gt;
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Wow, I always thought 2 mini buses would be enough, now I have to get 2 more for the babes, OMG!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, the 30 Japanese babes will be debuting at the Sex Party! Get your tickets now! Drop me a line to get more information! =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, armed with this new information, we are going to grab babes off Bugis soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you hippy and geeky? Do you wanna be a hippy geeky babe?&lt;br /&gt;
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If the answers are yes-es, get down to Bugis and let us grab you!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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It's that simple!&lt;br /&gt;
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Spotting ends at October&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>We r back! Again!</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-r-back-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 23:43:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-8725877009092194566</guid><description>Sorry dude, I MIA due to my busy schedule and from my efforts trying to upgrade from the classic template to the new layout template.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are back with more stuff, more action, more&amp;nbsp;excitement, more fun, more laughter and more you!&lt;br /&gt;
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I wanted to go clubbing on Friday. Unfortunately, I was badly disabled by a diarrhea session. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;
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I managed to get my butt down to the dance floor the following day. Dancing madly, as usual, suddenly, &amp;nbsp;a gal who was laughing at me all along, tapped at me while I was resting, trying to catch the rhythm back. I am getting old, I think, haha. At the moment she tapped me, I was like "WTH! What are you trying to do? Can't a guy stop dancing for a while? I am not your entertainer. Get your guy to entertain you! Get off me! Get a life!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Need a change of topic, I am fuming while I am talking about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, Sex Party is coming soon! Weee!&lt;br /&gt;
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More news: I am going to club and dance with 30 babes real soon! Catch me @ the club, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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I am still looking for a GF,&amp;nbsp;unbelievable? Ya, it is, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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I am also looking for clubbing gals to hang out with. For 2 reasons, I always have some difficulties in getting guys to club, so I need gals to motivate them. Second reason, I need tons of dance teachers! =D&lt;br /&gt;
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I need dance teachers! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you club, drop me a line to contact you! =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Check back again for more exciting stuff later on! I assure you that you would not regret it, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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I will try my best, boss, :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sex party. The party where virgins come out virgins and despos leave with tears...</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/09/sex-party-party-where-virgins-come-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Thu, 4 Sep 2008 22:19:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-2057129005053123539</guid><description>Hippy geeky's throwing a party! Yes! As mentioned in the party, it's a sex party!&lt;br /&gt;
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This will be the second sex party we hosted. Everyone has to be above 18, :) Alcoholic drinks will be served. The theme of the party is Sexy, baby! Dress code will be whatever you dare to wear. Drinks theme will be sex, :D All drinks and food will be free, of course, :D Be prepared to get real wet, liquids will be involved, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Guys, please behave yourself!&amp;nbsp;Activities&amp;nbsp;will be limited to a maximum of kissing. Anything more like foreplay or even sexual intercourse, you can be sure you will be at least 5km away from us, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Viewers, you should know how to get the invites by now. Public guests, please email me to get information on obtaining the invites.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meet ya there!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, for no reason, she was laughing, giggling and smiling for the rest of the day. She made me wonder if my kisses do make people go mad, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;
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Haha, my fellow fans and admirers, do not be jealous! I was forced!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, thank you all my fellow fans and admirers for your mails. I will slowly read them all, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks anyway, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so proud of my moves. Now, I can do striptease without even stripping, :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Check them out on the upcoming episodes, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Wee&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, I am back!&lt;br /&gt;
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More contents coming your way! Stay tuned. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>You complained. We listened. Now, we complain back! You listen back! :D</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-complained-we-listened-now-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 21:50:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-8924436010922837862</guid><description>Hi someone,&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you for submitting a ticket to us. We are happy to hear from you. In response to your ticket, my blog sounded&amp;nbsp;pessimistic&amp;nbsp;due to the emotions I felt while I was authoring the mentioned post.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do not agree to your saying of caring too much about destination will spoil the fun. Let's take going for a vacation as an example. Would it be fun to travel to somewhere without knowing where you are going and you accidentally ended up in the middle of a&amp;nbsp;war zone? I believe many experienced sleeplessness on the night before they embark for that exciting vacation destination. Sometimes, surprises kill instead of excite, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Love is a gamble. Have you ever go into a relationship, placing everything you have on the line, trusting him completely, willing to sacrifice just about anything for him? Did you know the future of the relationship? I am rather sure you do not know the future of the relationship. Well, you gambled, :) And you gambled in a game where the stakes are extremely high and the odds are extremely random.&lt;br /&gt;
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You seem to&amp;nbsp;contradict&amp;nbsp;yourself. How can love be always there when it has the ability to go away over time?&lt;br /&gt;
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As for married couples who has no love remaining, but hangs on rill the end for their children, well, there's still love, it just exists in a different form and place, as parental love, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope that answers any of your doubts.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
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haha.. ur blog sounds so.. pessimistic.. love is about the journey not the destination!&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
some ppl travel together till they grow old and die.. some just stopped enjoying the journey but went on with it.. some simply leaves when ea other's company is no longer good..&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
but end of the day, if u care too much abt the destination, u'll just not have fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
and there's no destination anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
and love is no gamble.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me says:&lt;br /&gt;
actually, there is. the destination's name is "till death do us apart". book ur ticket at ur nearest tour agency!&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
if that is the destination, there is no love until a couple is married/ready to be married? (and also on the condition that they do not divorce)&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
there is always love, only whether it goes away over time or not..&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone says:&lt;br /&gt;
and wad abt married couples with no love left, but hangs on till the end for.. like.. the children?&lt;br /&gt;
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Some more food for thought, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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We will always listen to your complaints. Go ahead and let us know!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the years, I have talked to numerous gals and guys. I have consoled numerous broken hearts. I have counselled numerous relationships. &lt;br /&gt;
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Guys, life is not just about sex. This applies to gals too, for there's a rising trend of females who are sexually active. Researches shown that the chemical that is released when you are in love, PEA, is much potent and longer lasting than the chemical that is released when you are in climax during a sexual intercourse. &lt;br /&gt;
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How I wish that I can find my true love. I am just a tiny, lonely man for now. Hey, where's that over-confident crazy guy who keeps smiling like an idiot gone to? You may be asking. &lt;br /&gt;
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He's still here. He's flooded with the cruelities, harshness and realities of this world. He's trying to find innocence and fairy tales in this dark, wicked world. He's feeling lost, confused, in despair, lonely and moody. He's possibily having PMS. He's looking for hope, strength, courage and support to continue his journey to seek true love. He's leaving a food for thought before he's shrouded in the fog of curelty. &lt;br /&gt;
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'Love is mysterious.  &lt;br /&gt;
It can appear to exist though in reality, it does not exist. It can appear not to exist though it exist, in reality. &lt;br /&gt;
Love has no form and has no respect for any laws of physics, time and space. &lt;br /&gt;
It can be powered by nothing and can power everything. It can render one absolute power and can leave one absolutely powerless. It can destroy and create, and at the same time, can be destroyed and created.  &lt;br /&gt;
Love leaves its users a surreal experience in which one can feel no love though one's been in love. &lt;br /&gt;
If I have to gamble, I will play with love. For the reward can never be quantified.' &lt;br /&gt;
- Maddie Ricola &lt;br /&gt;
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So why wait? Start gambling now! Love, the only game where the odds is a ? &lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>How to hook the opposite gender? Part 1</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-hook-opposite-gender-part-1.html</link><category>How to hook the opposite gender?</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 22:28:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-4111547095504787171</guid><description>Welcome to Maddie Ricola's&amp;nbsp; Inter gender countermeasure-countermeasure and countermeasure-countermeasure-countermeasure-countermeasure Research Centre&lt;br /&gt;
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In this era of equality, liberal views and near limitless suppy of hotels and condoms, love and relationships are warfare. Countless victims had been scarificed in this unseen war. In order to survive in the battlefield, you need to equip yourself with the correct tools, knowledge and skills. I will show you to them in a moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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Virgins can become non-virgins in a matter of miliseconds, dependent on the driving technique of the male genitale. And with the introduction of biological, chemical and social warfare, like HIV, date rape drugs and amazingly sweet talking inclusive of hypnosis, the chances of being a victim is incredibly high.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, I will be teaching you how to mount offensive attacks. The basic weapon you have against them is hooking them up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe most of you know how to approach the eye candy. I shall not list any pickup lines or techniques here. One advice to you: Throw that pick up line that you remembered away. Even if it works you may have some trouble trying to maintain the elevated state of interest. If you wanna know my favorite pickup line, it is "Hi".&lt;br /&gt;
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Most ladies have an invisible wall surrounding them. This is less so for guys. In order to win her over, you need to break through that invisible wall. I am very sure you wouldn't use your head to bang against the wall directly. Hence, there's a need for us to deploy a countermeasure-countermeasure.&lt;br /&gt;
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When you first approach your eye candy, you need to take notice of your surroundings. Check if he/she is with her friends. Countary to popular belief, his/her friends are good accompliances. Most guys/ gals would be put off by the presence of his/her friends. This leaves you in a rather advantageous position.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just say hi to him/ her first and proceed to mingle with his/her friends. Why am I doing that? You must be asking me. I get to know more friends, which is good news for me. And, it is easier to know him/her if you mingle with his/her friends. Let me illustrate this to you, imagine a stranger approaches you out of nowhere. Would you be hostile to him/her? Most of us would. It is easier for us to accept the approach of a friend's friend than a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;
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While you are at mingling with his/her friends, occasionally drop near her to do a "Do you need anything?" type of chit chat. Keep the conversations to the shortest time. He/she needs time to get used to your presence, so do not rush stuff up, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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That's all for part 1, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey ******..to be honest wit ya..just friggin bored awhile ago..got into ur profile..and click on ur blog..and read ur blog..interesting..its so addictive cant stop reading it.. keep blogging..its very entertaining..hahaah.. =) this so random..oh well..Lol..&lt;br /&gt;
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;) im ******btw..&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, not really an excerpt, I copied and pasted the whole chunk, :P The identity of me and the new bloggee are concealed to protect me and him/her, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the kind of motivating and touching comments that fuel us to give you more craps, :P This comment really touched my heart, brain and hands, :P Dear new bloggee, you have not just motivated and touched me, you may have just upsized my paycheck too, :P &amp;lt;-- Ahem, boss, please catch the hint, :D&lt;br /&gt;
PS to new bloggee: Do not get addicted, I do not wish to see you in rehab, :P &lt;br /&gt;
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Chinese says "Jia You", in crude translation, add oil. As you know, oil prices are still staggering high, please add more oil on us! Hehe. If you prefer to send us cheque, please write payee as Red Cross, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, my dance moves are getting crazier! And myself, too!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am disappointed in human recently. I loaned my name to a friend to sign up for a mobile plan. Apparently, she chocked up a ton of bills and now she's defaulting the payment. What a promise she made! Is this how people repay your kindness? Not surprised to come across the saying "It's harder to be an angel than a devil.". Well, unfortunate for me, looks like I have to file a civil suite or pay off the bill myself. Nearing a thousand bucks, it surely make a nice dent on my ATM card. I wonder what to do, hmm...&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, lesson to be learnt: Never be kind, if you have to be kind, at least prepare a 1000 pages thick legal agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.gagirl.com/quiz/fem-masscore.html?s=%26@&amp;amp;w=0,2,3,6,9,13,21"&gt;http://www.gagirl.com/quiz/fem-masscore.html?s=%26@&amp;amp;w=0,2,3,6,9,13,21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Had a 1 hour discussion with my boss. Seems like I have to blog about my personal life as well, ohhh, :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, Hippy Geeky's now more fun, more big! Is there such a phrase? :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes! We are twice the fun, twice the size! We upgraded from 15+1 babes to 30+2! 32 babes! Guys, you should be real happy? :P Not me though. More babes = more trouble as always, :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I have 32 babes and 2 contract GFs in my arsenal. What mischiefs will I be up to? Stay tuned, :P&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been practising new dance moves recently. Tiring I must say, I must be getting old, geee.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, had numerous girls' talks&amp;nbsp; in my quest to understand gals. And I got approval to post theories on this blog! No more of grabbing a pen and paper to jot stuff down!&lt;br /&gt;
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A little tired, I shall update tomorrow, :) Nites everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, the dates with 15 babes are starting soon, OMFG! Whatever, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Good news and bad news. The bad news, the position of contract GF has been filled! The good news, we need more GFs! WTH! Boss, you are trying to turn me into a gay by making me detest gals right?!&lt;br /&gt;
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More news, viewers' special! We gonna grab 50 viewers, yes, viewers, to join us for this very special episode made for you by you, =) Cos it's our 100th episodes! =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Great news, I am gathering people to join me for a clubbing session! Gathering all males and females! Join now and you may find yourself inside the show? Haha, I shall not reveal the purpose of the clubbing session. Email, SMS or MSN me now if you are interested! Tag me if I did not reply, =P Why am I asking everyone? Reason: We have 100 hits on this blog and 2000 hits on the viewers' edition blog, =D&lt;br /&gt;
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In other news, there's no news left. Only the olds are left for now. Opps, =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;Bye, I don&amp;#39;t feel like blogging anymore.
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&lt;br&gt;Cheers
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Watched Wall-E. How cute, funny and touching! If only I can find pure, true, innocent love, hais. Anyhow, ...&lt;br /&gt;
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As planned, went to club on that faithful night. As I reached rather early, I club-hopped for a while. I was at Movida, St. James Power Station, where I stood at one single location for a rather long time, 20 minutes, I supposed. Shortly after selecting a nice spot, a waitress approached asking if I need a drink. I nicely declined. After a while, thrist began to start its colonisation of my throat. Out of desperation, I called for her to get me a mug of Heineken as she's near me. I realised she's standing near me for quite a while. Probably of the small venue size, I suppose. Anyhow, enjoyed my Heineken while standing, :D Shortly after my drink, she asked me if I wanted some snacks. Haha, what a cute, nice waitress! Good service I must say, keep it up if you are reading this, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Proceeded to my hideout after that, met one of the vodka gal I saw last week at the entrance. As always, she recognised me first. Haha, I must say, I am surprised she recognised me. Clubs are usually pretty dark, not that easy to recognise someone. Haha, I must be as ugly in lited areas as in dark areas!&lt;br /&gt;
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After dancing around for a while, I chatted with that gal. We were talking about her excellent memory when she enlightened me on something which I have been wondering for a long while. There's quite a few times I have to boycott clubs because all the service crews and vodka gals recognises me. There's once when I was invited up the stage by a dancer, haha! Declined as always, :D Anyhow, I wonder how do they all recognise me. The reason: The way I dance was memorable. &amp;lt;- That made me nearly faint! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, I love to dance the way I dance. Hey, what can you expect? A guy dancing a gal's dance moves? I am trained by a gal for goodness sake! Anyhow, a viewer who went Ministry of Sound once recognised me by my dancing too.&lt;br /&gt;
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As always, I tried out my new dance moves on the dance floor. After doing that for a while, the crowd around me applaued and cheered. OMG! WTH! I noticed a group of gals discussing about my dancing apparently. WTH they think they are doing! Hate that man! Anyhow, gonna do my new moves on the screen, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Late in the session,&amp;nbsp; a gal grabbed my hand and tried dancing around me. I gave her a cold stare, as always, haha. If you wanted to dance with me, you could have asked? Or you could stand there frozen, I will use you as a dance pole. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, that's all for now, nite!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, on Saturday itself, I went to watch Money No Enough 2. Amazingly hilarious, haha. I really love the grandma, so funny and so noble.&lt;br /&gt;
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Managed to catch Pathology, Meet Dave and The Love Guru on Sunday. The Love Guru is so funny! Meet Dave is so funny too! It took me 10 minutes to decide on either The Love Guru or Journey To The Center Of The Earth. Haha, looks like I love comedy films.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do not really understand why most guys like to bring gals to horror movies! I mean, com'on. Why pay money to get yourself scared? I know what you guys are thinking, you all are praying that the gal would be so scared till she hugs and hold onto you tightly right? How wrong! I was forced into a horror movie once by a gal. Apparently, I did not know it was a horror film. Naturally, during the course of the film, I was scared off by some of the scene. Naturally, she was scared off too. She grabbed my hand so tightly out of the sudden and I was shocked stiff! Bad experience. Managed to get out of the film alive though, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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The second time I went to watch another film. Once again, I did not know it is horror in nature. I went it with the phobia hanging around. This time around, surprisingly, I was laughing throughout the film. Guess my laughter is rather contagious, eventually, everyone in the cinema laughed every time the ghost pops out, haha. I am so crazy!&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to topic. Pathology is so boring! Seriously, I went through the movie with the thought "Where in the world is the storyline?". There's also a record-breaking numbers of sexual scenes throughout the whole film. I must be paying to watch a porn film!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, the public version of the blog has reached new audience! Haha, a gal from China read it, :) How cool! I should get a translator for this blog so I could penetrate the China market, :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Went for a dance rehersal with April on Wednesday. Poor legs, they are breaking apart! I realise there's absolutely no way I can dance with a gal! They are so draggy! I nearly broke my back while dancing with her! I think I should just stick to the layman dance moves? But...but... they are so boring! Hais. Now I have to choose between gals and crazy dance moves. Naturally, I would pick crazy dance moves! Hahaha. Anyhow, gonna go clubbing again on Saturday. How tiring! I seriously need rest!&lt;br /&gt;
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There's a viewer who actually asked me if I ever thought of having a sexual intercourse with anyone of the babes. The editors did not highlight to me this question. Yes, the editors help me with reading and screening of the forums and tag boards, there's just way too many postings for me to catch up, sorry guys, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, back to the topic. This question was highlighted to me, due to the fact that it grown into a discussion. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;
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The answer is simply... no.&lt;br /&gt;
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There you go, the reason. Sex is not part and parcel of my life, and it will never be, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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There's much more stuff that's better in life than sex. Guys, get that straight in your brains, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmm, I need a GF, fellow bloggers to contribute and translators. Any volunteers? :D Oh, btw, the contract GF job's pay has risen to $3000. Much fairer now, hehe, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday went to club. Was there for a shoot, but unfortunately, they changed the timing. Luckily, my friends were there too, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Clubs always have been my gym. Hence, as usual, danced till I nearly dropped dead. Anyhow, while moving around the club exploring for some space for me to dance, I met a dude with a blown-up hair (those that youths whom are hardcore punk rock fans wear). A nice dude, seems troubled to me. Haha, anyway, tried to cheer him up. Not sure if it works, but at least I tried, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, after the club, went to start work. OMG, more dancing! Totally dead!&lt;br /&gt;
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Too tired to blog for now, will try to update this post with more info if possible, =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Nites&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Was bombarded wif sweet wishes from the 15 + 1 babes, my fellow crew and of course, beloved viewers. I will get well, be strong and healthy for u guys. I think I worked too hard, resulting in me falling ill. &amp;lt;- boss, u should see this! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;
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More job offers came pouring today. Unfortunately, they are not that interesting. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tml is national day. Y r u still reading this? U should be partying ur bum off! Get out there now n be wild! Poor me, m so stuck in this idiotic, $*&amp;amp;%@!# *****, hais. &lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br&gt; This entry was done entirely on my mobile phone while i was enjoying my comfy bed, hehe. 
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&lt;br&gt;Shrucks, just realise there&amp;#39;s no spellcheck in the phone.
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&lt;br&gt;I know wad u r tinking, u must be expecting tons of sms shorthands and a contineous block of text. Not gonna happen, laughing out loud!
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&lt;br&gt;Gee, I fallen ill today. Hmm, truthfully speaking, it should be 4 days ago. Yesterday was severe enough to warrent a visit to the doc.
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&lt;br&gt;Spinning head is a horrible experience. I m having it even now. Gee, spinning texts!
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&lt;br&gt;April is so sweet! She brought me porridge aka congee. It was a thrilling roller coaster ride for my taste buds. Haha. I must steal the secret recipe from her.
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&lt;br&gt;Better get my rest now. Nite!
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&lt;br&gt;Cheers
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I am looking for a contract GF. Yes, you did not hear or see it wrong. I am looking out for any decent looking lady who is at least a height of 1.70m. I am willing to pay an estimate of SGD$2500. Contract would last 3 months, working hours will not exceed 20 hours per week. No nude, no physical contact. Your face will be on the screens though, :P&lt;br /&gt;
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That's all folks, interested party can just email me, :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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Maddie Ricola&lt;br /&gt;
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Trying to create the shortest blog entry, that's all for today, :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Gays n me</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/08/gays-n-me.html</link><category>extreme makeover</category><category>gays</category><category>Hippy Geeky</category><category>interview with gays</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Mon, 4 Aug 2008 02:47:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-7285223161871110667</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Recently, I was buzzing along the city area. Amaze and behold, there's tons of babes everywhere! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I am looking for babes, they are nowhere in sight. And when I am not looking for them, they swarm around me in numbers larger than the air molecules around! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I once again noticed the partners that the babes are having are no longer hunks, they are of the more visual department deprived. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this growing trend is getting my interest. "I have to explore more!", I thought to myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went back to discuss with the research team about this re-discovery. After some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tedious&lt;/span&gt; data-mining and surveys, we noticed there's an upward trend of gays in the streets. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, are all the guys becoming disappointed in gals like I do? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Good news for those guys whom are not in the hunks category! PS: I m not a gay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our research can only show us this much. What is the reason behind this trend? We cracked out heads, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;numerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; peanuts and a few walnuts. No theory seem to emerge. Suddenly, without any warning, I shouted "We need gays!". With shocked faces, everyone slowly pointed this fingers at me. OMG! I got sabo-ed (meaning: sabotaged) again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My new assignment: To hunt down gays and have good chats wif them, ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fits my current assignment I guess, haha. I can cross-dress to try to attract the gays. Speaking of baits, I bet u will never get to see such a beautiful bait, :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I do feel obliged to update you guys with the progress of my current assignment. Seems like this assignment created a stir of interests, :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assignment progress update:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;April kindly volunteered to be my consultant. She taught me how to speak like a girl today. It was amazingly hilarious. Can you imagine the two of us playing our hair simultaneously? Haha, I was forced to do the sexy lips maneuver! And they way she eats banana, OMG! Kudos to her! I really have to admit that I admire her. She ate the banana in such a seductive way, I was totally speechless throughout the whole demonstration! It would be an uphill task to replicate her seductive moves. I foresee tough times ahead! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tried to squeeze myself into April's dress, apparently her dress hates me! April, please eat more n grow fatter! Haha! Well, looks like it's time to SHOP!! Weee! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite all the failures, I managed to learn how to sway n wave my hands like a lady. The waitress at the cafe actually dropped a cup while I was swaying my hand! Haha. Anyhow, lucky for her, I paid for the damages, :D Hey girl, you never seen a hot babe drinking coffee? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprise o' surprise, I was approached by a girl after the incident. Hmm, people nowadays have strange tastes, :P Anyhow, I gave her my usual response, REJECTION. Sorry dear, hehehe, :D I dont do lesbians, :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, gotta get my beauty sleep before the eyebags comes, erk! Gee, did I just spotted a wrinkle? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maddie Ricola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Life with 15 babes (Day 1)</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-with-15-babes-day-1.html</link><category>day 1 - life with 15 babes</category><category>Hippy Geeky</category><category>life with 15 babes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 10:40:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-6404714169879306387</guid><description>Life with 15 babes sux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the apartment to have a nice bath. I have a strange affinity with the bathroom of the apartment. Maybe I am falling in love with the bath tub, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the apartment, I was greeted with a trash-style welcome. Girls can get real messy in a pack. Proceeded into my room and noticed something is amiss about my bed. Armed with CSI brain and senses, I carefully did an autopsy for my bed. Noticed a bunch of hair belonging to different people. Hmmm, must be the girls, I figured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to pull one of the girls and throw her into the toilet. Yes, toilet is an amazing tool for interrogation, :D Managed to unearth the truth in just under 2 minutes. They were having a party on my bed last night! WTH! 15 beds out there and u dudes picked mine?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without uttering a single word, I left Yvonne in the toilet and headed to the store to pick up my tools. Time for a clean up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a flip of a remote, the stereo came alive. Without any delay, I proceeded to fight off all trash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time vacuuming the bed. I actually used the vacuum tube as a dance pole, gee, what was I doing?! I noticed some of the girls stared at me in disbelief while I was vacuuming. Well, for those who clubbed with me, you guys would know girls always stare and laugh at me when I dance. GOD knows why. GOD, please sms or email me the answer, thanks, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April, my new maid, appeared from nowhere with a broom. Well well, time to party! The rest of the girls excitedly joined in the fun. Who says house work is boring? Take that back! Catch me and the babes played in our house work on the very next episode of Hippy Geeky: Life with 15 babes Special 1. A full 4 hour special! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, I gonna head out for my breakfast, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie Ricola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Love me not</title><link>http://maddiericola.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-me-not.html</link><category>Love</category><category>Meaning of love</category><category>sex</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maddie Ricola)</author><pubDate>Tue, 8 Jul 2008 20:30:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092631288745740246.post-6641822265924246739</guid><description>What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Answers.com, Love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;ol type="a"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sexual passion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sexual intercourse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; A love affair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; An expression of one's affection: &lt;i&gt;Send him my love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;ol type="a"&gt;&lt;li&gt; A strong predilection or enthusiasm: &lt;i&gt;a love of language.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The object of such an enthusiasm: &lt;i&gt;The outdoors is her greatest love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="shw"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Mythology.&lt;/i&gt;  Eros or Cupid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;often &lt;span class="shw"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Christianity.&lt;/i&gt;  Charity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sports.&lt;/i&gt;  A zero score in tennis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And Google has &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;about &lt;b&gt;2,560,000,000&lt;/b&gt; result hits for &lt;b&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With so much information available to us about love, why is it some do not know what's love, many trying to get it right and all troubled by it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, most dictionaries have a rather wide definition of love. What's surprisingly is that they do not just cover all the different meanings, but also, placed them in the same exact order as a typical love's life cycle in a very typical modern relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;This is where you are when you first discover a liking for someone, be it him or her. Ahh, the baby step of love, a feeling of sweetness and warmth... You keep thinking of her.. Thinking of what a perfect girlfriend she is... Thinking of your future with her in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     2. A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to              make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you 2 start to get close to each other. Nature's wonderful reproductive mechanisms start kicking in. Your sexual hormones start having effect on your brain, allowing your natural instinct to slowly creep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     3.&lt;br /&gt;             a. Sexual passion.&lt;br /&gt;             b. Sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;             c. A love affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peak of the relationship, some says... The stage where all the fun is, a handful says... To me, this is the worst stage in a relationship. Disgusting, dirty, smelly, full of funny bodily fluids (that includes perspire), lots of unnecessary physical activities. The immoral act, the forbidden act, some religions may say. Why Nature can't just provide us with a syringe? Just jab in and there it is done? If only sex is as easy as immunization. Sterile (clean), neat, classy, quick and elegant. Say good bye to STDs and failing condoms! If only life is a bed of rose, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, go watch porn. Do not ask your teachers or parents, they will give you a 5 seconds ermm..., followed by a 5 hours worth of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     4. An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for most people (especially for females), most humans have a heart in them. In the event that they do not treat you as a disposable or a single-use item, there would be still some emotional attachment to you, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     5. A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used&lt;br /&gt;         as  a term of endearment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, usually after a few sessions of stage 3, the mutual feelings will fade. According to a few research articles which I read, the fading rate of female can be as high as a male or even higher. Of course, according to the statistics I have gathered, the occurrence of such a female is relatively low. One must note that the frequency of such occurrence is raising recently. Yes, I know you would say statistics is 75% lie. Unfortunately, this seems to fall under the 25% area, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     6. An expression of one's affection: &lt;i&gt;Send him my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Over even more time, it seems that he starts meeting you less, calls you less and messages you less. According to several long-running surveys conducted by us, the volume of "I love you" said by him is typically around 0-5 per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           a. A strong predilection or enthusiasm: &lt;i&gt;a love of language.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           b. The object of such an enthusiasm: &lt;i&gt;The outdoors is her greatest love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;At this stage, be glad that he still occasionally call or message you and addresses you by your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="shw"&gt;     8. Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Mythology.&lt;/i&gt;  Eros or Cupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage, be glad that he still knows about your existence and remembers vaguely the pronunciation of your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     9. often &lt;span class="shw"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Christianity.&lt;/i&gt;  Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage, he is usually wondering why are you still hanging around him. The reason he's with you is just he sympathizes with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;     &lt;/i&gt;10.&lt;i&gt; Sports.&lt;/i&gt;  A zero score in tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here, you can start celebrating if he realizes your existence as an entity floating around in this universe. If you believe in multiple universes and multiple dimension, be glad he realizes you are an entity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start loving each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Maddie Ricola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;iframe title="madricola" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/?madricola" width="160" height="400" frameborder="0" scrolling="Auto"&gt;
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