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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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" xmlns:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908</id><updated>2012-04-16T13:10:57.841+08:00</updated><category term="Rambling" /><category term="Tickles" /><category term="My Job" /><category term="Joy" /><category term="Rants" /><category term="Nova Scotia" /><category term="Musings" /><category term="Quizzer" /><title type="text">Chronicles of a Farmer</title><subtitle type="html">The daily chronicles of a civil servant who loves and loathes Singapore</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/kakiberet" /><feedburner:info uri="kakiberet" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>45.067</geo:lat><geo:long>-64.500</geo:long><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/" /><logo>http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/fb_pwrd.gif</logo><feedburner:emailServiceId>kakiberet</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-1701766486418844288</id><published>2006-12-17T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:17:22.626+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">Farmer is home</title><summary type="text">After 3 long months away from home, the farmer is finally back.... The heat, humidity and smell of Singapore air never felt so good.... </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/1701766486418844288/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=1701766486418844288" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1701766486418844288" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1701766486418844288" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/B7rFSVYYLN0/farmer-is-home.html" title="Farmer is home" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RX246FbS7bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gd1K6DnG0OY/s72-c/2_T2-Arrival-Hall-(2)_highr.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/farmer-is-home.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-3841139394712608645</id><published>2006-12-13T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:35:23.212+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rants" /><title type="text">Internet no more</title><summary type="text">Wah rau! Why must they take away our laptops so early? Its not that I don't have my laptop, but the server here are encrypted and can only serve their own laptops. So bloody irritating.... Now I gotta go two days without internet, what am I gonna do with all the time?Hhmm, maybe now is a good time to start writing my end-of-course report.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/3841139394712608645/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=3841139394712608645" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3841139394712608645" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3841139394712608645" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/fMzrw1QarAo/internet-no-more.html" title="Internet no more" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RX3ApFbS7dI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TD-3pL0Vc18/s72-c/internet.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/internet-no-more.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-5439607054401697086</id><published>2006-12-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T07:59:57.140+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><title type="text">Things you never knew your cellphone could do</title><summary type="text">The farmer saw this somewhere and thought it might be good to share this....There are a few things that can be done in times of grave emergencies. Your mobile phone can actually be a life saver or an emergency tool for survival. Check out the things that you can do with it: -1. EMERGENCY: The Emergency Number worldwide for **Mobile** is 112.If you find yourself out of coverage area of your mobile</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/5439607054401697086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=5439607054401697086" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5439607054401697086" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5439607054401697086" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/nOXf9y4nQwE/things-you-never-knew-your-cellphone.html" title="Things you never knew your cellphone could do" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RX3wUFbS7eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6uQnPDgQAbA/s72-c/danger.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-you-never-knew-your-cellphone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-1042985449272700266</id><published>2006-12-11T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T07:12:43.975+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><title type="text">Wedding Dinners (Part 2)</title><summary type="text">Contrary to what I wrote yesterday, today is very much about why I love going to friends' wedding dinners.Well, first of all, chances are that you will be seated with friends you had not met for a long time and catching up with old friends is always a blast. There will always be that geeky outcast who evolves into a stunner, success stories, sad stories, heart warming episodes and many many more </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/1042985449272700266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=1042985449272700266" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1042985449272700266" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1042985449272700266" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/Yts2xQThwT8/wedding-dinners-part-2.html" title="Wedding Dinners (Part 2)" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXyTJlbS7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qhQ6_slObHY/s72-c/wedding+table.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/wedding-dinners-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-731531178030850883</id><published>2006-12-10T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T07:58:42.455+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><title type="text">Wedding Dinners (Part 1)</title><summary type="text"> Wedding dinners can be categorised into 2 types. The first type are your friends and associates' wedding dinners, while the other type is your cousins' weddings. While I always enjoy attending the former, I simply resent going for the latter. Today, I shall blog about the latter.I could still recall instances where aunties and uncles whom I could vaguely remember just simply came up to me and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/731531178030850883/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=731531178030850883" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/731531178030850883" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/731531178030850883" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/l5JBssNHQkU/wedding-dinners-part-1.html" title="Wedding Dinners (Part 1)" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXtNPFbS7VI/AAAAAAAAADk/zYtcwZdwdw8/s72-c/510083_91493557.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/wedding-dinners-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-3785289468810897027</id><published>2006-12-09T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:41:35.421+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">Reflections on Canada</title><summary type="text">Bottle of Budweiser in Canada - CA $315 min taxi ride in Canada - CA $20A simple dinner for 2 in Canada - CA $50My experience in Canada - PricelessI did my final presentation today and with that, it concludes my 3 months stay here in Canada. Finally, no more homework over the weekends, I can sleep all I want and get drunk without having to worry about the next day's lessons.It all seems like a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/3785289468810897027/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=3785289468810897027" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3785289468810897027" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3785289468810897027" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/qqq9fjk_-vk/reflections-on-canada.html" title="Reflections on Canada" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXn1vFbS7OI/AAAAAAAAACc/tmXj6UZPJpE/s72-c/budweiser.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/reflections-on-canada.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-371896513697325157</id><published>2006-12-08T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:34:36.750+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings" /><title type="text">The Break Up</title><summary type="text">After slogging away at work for most parts of the year, I finally managed to catch this movie during my free time here in Canada.Now to start off, IMHO, this movie aren't any good, but there was this scene that made me sit up and ponder. It almost felt like reliving the vexing times I experienced with my other half and I'm very sure many couples had gone through the same.Scene at Home after </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/371896513697325157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=371896513697325157" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/371896513697325157" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/371896513697325157" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/Tv6NDnh70n0/break-up.html" title="The Break Up" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXi_l1bS7MI/AAAAAAAAACE/vibA9cMEppQ/s72-c/the+break+up.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/break-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-8639296949359736312</id><published>2006-12-07T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:38:38.079+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><title type="text">Farmer is busy yet again....</title><summary type="text">Farmer is busy with his final assignment to conclude his 3 months of stay in Canada....As always, if you really have time to spare, here's a rather long, but interesting article to share....Advice from a 13-Year-OldHello, I'm Severn Suzuki speaking for E.C.O. - The Environmental Children's organization. We are a group of twelve and thirteen-year-olds from Canada trying to make a difference: </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/8639296949359736312/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=8639296949359736312" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8639296949359736312" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8639296949359736312" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/EXXNmJsI4MM/farmer-is-busy-yet-again.html" title="Farmer is busy yet again...." /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/farmer-is-busy-yet-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-2248770658201146630</id><published>2006-12-06T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:08:33.499+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tickles" /><title type="text">Secret to beautiful skin, I swallow.</title><summary type="text">Before your mind starts running wild in sexcitement, allow me to qualify that I'm neither affiliated nor a fervent admirer of the infamous blogger with the initials S.S.More importantly, my skin is not beautiful and I don't *swallow* to maintain my looks. I know my recent posts have been focusing too much on sexcitement, but I couldn't help it and almost fell off my chair when I saw the following</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/2248770658201146630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=2248770658201146630" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2248770658201146630" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2248770658201146630" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/N6_8QDFbyDg/secret-to-beautiful-skin-i-swallow.html" title="Secret to beautiful skin, I swallow." /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXYVnsU-X2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/oC7BB5IZdK4/s72-c/zoe.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/secret-to-beautiful-skin-i-swallow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-5472471199813758775</id><published>2006-12-05T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:14:23.715+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">A very happy farmer</title><summary type="text">Monday morning...The most dreaded day of the week, but somehow today turns out to be the most happy Monday ever for me. The first thing I saw when I stepped out of the barracks was this....OMG... Puddles of water are starting to freeze, looks like its going to snow in the next couple of days. I didn't have to wait long, by mid day, the weather had changed....So shiok! I managed to see snow on my </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/5472471199813758775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=5472471199813758775" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5472471199813758775" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5472471199813758775" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/D3RUDQTmEb4/very-happy-farmer.html" title="A very happy farmer" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXS4K8U-XyI/AAAAAAAAABI/4MA61KoZqpA/s72-c/Early+Warning.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/very-happy-farmer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-573408239419209436</id><published>2006-12-04T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:18:01.328+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><title type="text">Change in Nick</title><summary type="text">In order not to confuse you readers any further. I shall no longer be known as 'Ed' or 'Ed***' or 'kakiberet'. From today onwards, it would simply be 'farmer'.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/573408239419209436/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=573408239419209436" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/573408239419209436" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/573408239419209436" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/tvTjWqzn0_c/change-in-nick.html" title="Change in Nick" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXM-2sU-XxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g-5m-T_kDFk/s72-c/farmer-821.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-in-nick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-1354868355875732692</id><published>2006-12-04T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:48:58.923+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings" /><title type="text">Cultural Differences</title><summary type="text">"Here, take this pack of condoms and use it. Don't get drunk and bring back unwanted diseases to me."Would your spouse or girlfriend say that before you embark on yet another overseas business trip? Does that means she doesn't trust you? Or its just a show of affection and she cares about you? Are there any underlying messages or hints of contempt?That was the topic of discussion amongst the lads</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/1354868355875732692/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=1354868355875732692" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1354868355875732692" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1354868355875732692" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/DZmu-odaei0/cultural-differences.html" title="Cultural Differences" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXM0pMU-XwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gdieQs5PELc/s72-c/condoms-1.1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/cultural-differences.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-2956213952832969689</id><published>2006-12-02T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:55:27.155+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Job" /><title type="text">I know its good to try new ways of doing it, but...</title><summary type="text">I had always used it since I started, and had dreaded the very day when I would be forced not to. Sure, I know I should always try with new methods. But it just feels so much safer to go with it, you know? I want that extra.... security. I just wanted to get things done. I don’t want to worry about something else when I'm doing it....Besides, I never heard any complaints about it lately. They </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/2956213952832969689/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=2956213952832969689" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2956213952832969689" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2956213952832969689" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/CQ16zymRhT0/i-know-its-good-to-try-new-ways-of.html" title="I know its good to try new ways of doing it, but..." /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3pSdfOrlNEk/RXD2qsU-XuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X_7hVSZjwEk/s72-c/openoffice.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-its-good-to-try-new-ways-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-2653687317053196330</id><published>2006-11-30T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:16:38.083+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rambling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Job" /><title type="text">Farmer is busy....</title><summary type="text">The farmer is busy ploughing the fields....If you really have time to spare, here's a rather long, but touching story to share....When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your ArmsOn my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/2653687317053196330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=2653687317053196330" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2653687317053196330" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/2653687317053196330" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/379Br2B9ZNw/farmer-is-busy.html" title="Farmer is busy...." /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/farmer-is-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-6011006796358881566</id><published>2006-11-28T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:08:06.406+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nova Scotia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">Halifax - Day 2</title><summary type="text">Side Talk:After posting the last post, I realised that in fact this was my third trip to Halifax. The first being the trip to the Citadel, followed by the visit to the Lieutenant Governor of Nova Scotia.After a late breakfast, my buddy Abdullah from Oman and myself made our way to the biggest mall in Halifax, the Mic Maq Mall. As per the previous night, the anticipation was playing up again. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/6011006796358881566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=6011006796358881566" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/6011006796358881566" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/6011006796358881566" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/RfOUwh6hD3Y/halifax-day-2.html" title="Halifax - Day 2" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/halifax-day-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-3237152383993165384</id><published>2006-11-27T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:32:14.097+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nova Scotia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">Halifax - Day 1</title><summary type="text">Money.... Check...Credit Card.... Check...ID.... Check...Its time to PARTY!!! At last, after 2 months in Canada, I can finally visit the capital of Nova Scotia. Though, this is my second visit to Halifax, the first visit was pretty much confined to agenda. Staying in Kentville is fine, but it is no place for young people like me. There is really nothing much going on around the town of Kentville,</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/3237152383993165384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=3237152383993165384" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3237152383993165384" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3237152383993165384" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/KeWKQ12kelA/halifax-day-1.html" title="Halifax - Day 1" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/halifax-day-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-476397207089418340</id><published>2006-11-25T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:19:10.760+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nova Scotia" /><title type="text">I'm leaving for Halifax</title><summary type="text">Yeah!!! I'm leaving for Halifax, capital of Nova Scotia, the gateway to Atlantic, Canada for the coming weekend. In case you are wondering, I'm typing this on Fri noon and here is exactly 12 hours behind Singapore.Hopefully I can get internet connection in my new room. Not taking any chances though and will be bringing along my laptop. So, I'm gonna leave you here with a random picture I took </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/476397207089418340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=476397207089418340" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/476397207089418340" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/476397207089418340" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/XgF9duldnW8/im-leaving-for-halifax.html" title="I'm leaving for Halifax" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-leaving-for-halifax.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-9104673486486385488</id><published>2006-11-24T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:08:56.472+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nova Scotia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><title type="text">Tattoo, Food &amp; Karaoke</title><summary type="text">It was 1745hrs last evening, when I saw Yousef and an anonymous fellow student X (who declined to be named) at the barracks. Yousef said, "Hey! X is getting a tattoo, let's go together." I thought to myself, why not? I never seen anyone having a tattoo before and decided to tag along.Off we went, 15 min later, we were in the store and another 10 min was all it took for X to decide on a Yin &amp; Yang</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/9104673486486385488/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=9104673486486385488" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/9104673486486385488" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/9104673486486385488" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/kx8GwrrWcD4/tattoo-food-karaoke.html" title="Tattoo, Food &amp; Karaoke" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/tattoo-food-karaoke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-8606484468888869515</id><published>2006-11-22T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:21:12.333+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tickles" /><title type="text">Speed Control</title><summary type="text">Speeding. Singaporeans love to speed. Everywhere we go, we cheong (speed) here and cheong there, like there's no tomorrow. I, for one was guilty on many such occasions and even had the honour to have my class 2A Kan Tong (revoked) five years ago.In Singapore, we employ a substantial amount of traffic police officers armed with the latest speed laser camera and impose heavy fines to ensure our </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/8606484468888869515/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=8606484468888869515" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8606484468888869515" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8606484468888869515" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/10aBIrCZALs/speed-control.html" title="Speed Control" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/speed-control.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-1088073548372585272</id><published>2006-11-21T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T11:05:14.227+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rants" /><title type="text">Hu's the real Takumi?</title><summary type="text">Was doing some housekeeping on my blog, when I chanced upon the following on one of my favourite post about the Ah Bengs and Lians.... Hu's the real Takumi? This guy must be watching too much Initial D... My guess is his a Jay Chou wannabe or a self proclaimed king of Mount Faber, driving a Subaru Impreza, but think its a WRX, Ah Beng driver. Check out his post and got a shock of my life.His ego </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/1088073548372585272/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=1088073548372585272" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1088073548372585272" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/1088073548372585272" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/dPUYVZ-ecJ0/hus-real-takumi.html" title="Hu's the real Takumi?" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/hus-real-takumi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-7131517537554349357</id><published>2006-11-19T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:14:01.812+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nova Scotia" /><title type="text">Gagetown</title><summary type="text">Before I started the farmer saga, I was intending to write about my trip last week in Gagetown. No negative or desecrating stuff, I promise..... So, here goes.On my way to Gagetown....Gagetown is the largest military training area in the East coast of Canada and houses quite a number of units. Gagetown provides basic training for infantry, armour and artillery soldiers as well as officers. After </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/7131517537554349357/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=7131517537554349357" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/7131517537554349357" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/7131517537554349357" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/SnR8tLYFtd4/gagetown.html" title="Gagetown" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/gagetown.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-5251789366298122963</id><published>2006-11-18T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:25:27.645+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Job" /><title type="text">A Farmer's Confession</title><summary type="text">The farmer has a confession to make.After much advice from my closed ones and some careful consideration, I decided that it is only right for me to stop blogging on anything that is offensive in nature or in any manner suggest negativity on the organisation that I am working for. i.e. Singapore Armed Forces (SAF) All adverse comments from my previous posts had been removed. This is purely a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/5251789366298122963/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=5251789366298122963" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5251789366298122963" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/5251789366298122963" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/FIuXp6jQXew/farmers-confession.html" title="A Farmer's Confession" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/farmers-confession.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-3523721013006743329</id><published>2006-11-16T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:28:07.057+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Job" /><title type="text">A Farmer's Repercussions</title><summary type="text">The farmer has been advised by the you know who....All comments that were originally penned down by the farmer in the now (in my own humble opinion) infamous "Are you a farmer?" post have been removed. It seems that the farmer's remarks on the ....[censored].... were deemed too ....[censored].....If you are thinking:Q1. Has the farmer got into trouble?A1. Yes, no, maybe, not much resolution </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/3523721013006743329/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=3523721013006743329" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3523721013006743329" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/3523721013006743329" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/kLu5wvwCPns/farmers-repercussions.html" title="A Farmer's Repercussions" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/farmers-repercussions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-8996946144236175049</id><published>2006-11-15T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:08:21.409+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tickles" /><title type="text">Dear Mr Wang</title><summary type="text">15 Nov 06... Turned on laptop... Time was 0815hrs... Login to Hotmail... I was astonished to see this...You maybe thinking, "HUH? What's the big deal? I receive way more comments on a single post than all his comments combined" But, unless you are Mr Brown, Mr Miyagi or Kenny Sia, it is not very often one receive 8 comments on your blog in a matter of 7 sleeping hours. Worst still, most of the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/8996946144236175049/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=8996946144236175049" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8996946144236175049" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/8996946144236175049" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/1DUw-5mW7Es/dear-mr-wang.html" title="Dear Mr Wang" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear-mr-wang.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270908.post-7809416353330117086</id><published>2006-11-14T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:50:16.486+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rants" /><title type="text">GST Hike</title><summary type="text">I received a mail from my my boss last night, he told me that what I had wrote on the farmers issue had really shaken up the elites and they are doing something about it to compensate. Rumours had been going within the ranks of the elites that the Goods &amp; Service Tax (GST) hike is to fund the year-end bonuses for farmers like me. Yeah right, fat hope....Funny how Goods &amp; Services Tax seems more </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/feeds/7809416353330117086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270908&amp;postID=7809416353330117086" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/7809416353330117086" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270908/posts/default/7809416353330117086" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kakiberet/~3/GITtW3_-PLM/gst-hike.html" title="GST Hike" /><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05122356878073539286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4348/4305/1600/Picture%20027.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kakiberet.blogspot.com/2006/11/gst-hike.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

