<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:35:20.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OM NOM NOM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-4917603201026031008</id><published>2011-08-13T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:45:59.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beginning and an end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With the inception of my life as a university undergrad, things have been rather interesting. RAG was definitely a memorable experience and the friendships forged have paved the start of the new beginning. Academic life is getting hectic. This is severely amplified due to imminent piano exams which I predict a fail grade for. Chances of passing is getting narrower by the day. My sentences are getting shorter. No I'm not going crazy. Grunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must shamefully admit that this blog has not been subject to regular showers of love and attention --  an uncanny fate shared by all past blogs of mine. Accusations about my prevailing laziness are all remorsefully accepted, but in my defense I must reinstate that this is not my only blog (Surprise. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, I've always kept multiple blogs under hand. Carefully concealed posts keep stalkers at bay and protect my anonymity, which is something I appreciate more than others. Unfortunately this is to say the past remnants of this blog is merely the filtrate. If you feel slightly cheated on, I offer you my apologies. Nevertheless I stand by my choice to keep private matters well, private. Partially anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main point is, you may not be seeing much of me or my writing here anymore. Not anytime soon. Or maybe ever. So here's a premature goodbye to you my fellow reader. May we cross paths again sometime in the future. It was nice having you in a part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4917603201026031008?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4917603201026031008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning-and-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4917603201026031008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4917603201026031008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning-and-end.html' title='A beginning and an end.'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-7867664527825199438</id><published>2011-02-06T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T01:55:07.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know if im cut out for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-7867664527825199438?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/7867664527825199438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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before choosing your pool</title><content type='html'>Before you facedive into a pool full of angry sharks,&lt;br /&gt;make sure you arent a fish.&lt;br /&gt;If not, happy dining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-5891595202982184421?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/5891595202982184421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-to-consider-before-choosing-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5891595202982184421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5891595202982184421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-to-consider-before-choosing-your.html' title='Things to consider before choosing your pool'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3705569728448152028</id><published>2011-01-15T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:10:24.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'( .</title><content type='html'>Life can be a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But theres nothing like a fresh gaping wound&lt;br /&gt;to remind you every once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;that roses have thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3705569728448152028?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3705569728448152028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3705569728448152028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3705569728448152028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;( .'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-6955400774899440863</id><published>2010-12-02T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T11:43:08.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天的记载方式可会特别一些些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个月的奋斗过程总算到了尾声；当然能松一口气是件好事，但依然让人感到一种空虚。不晓得谁和我一样，不知不觉地习惯了这种非常有规划、讲究效率的每一天。以前有人牵着风筝的线，不必考虑接下来的目标；现在线断了，自由了，反而不知道下一站往哪飞。六个月的长假，还不太清楚要怎么过，也没有做好什么特别的打算。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而最近在我身边的人身上发生的事情实在太多了。其实自己也不例外，很多事情为了专著考试，暂停后无法延续，现在总算能想办法解决... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天花了一整天走遍了街头，几乎到了每个店面兜进兜出的，结果还是没有收获。&lt;br /&gt;这也就是本人讨厌出席场合的重要因素。&lt;br /&gt;但是还真的好久没有感觉这种能自由闲逛的滋味~&lt;br /&gt;还蛮不错的呵呵&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-6955400774899440863?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/6955400774899440863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6955400774899440863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6955400774899440863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-4214297487182700171</id><published>2010-11-17T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:29:53.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastries go well with econs</title><content type='html'>I think I have cleverly conditioned myself to slack once I reach home... because attempts to continue mugging will be in vain anyways. Everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think that I have fallen in love with Taylor Swift, because her lyrics have been chanting repeatedly in my head while my poor brain has been trying to decipher case studies on China and wondering how wedding gowns can look like pastries, simultaneously. Hopefully I don't end up listing pastries as one of China's CAs by mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Im starting to suspect that I'm losing my sanity from all the studying which probably deep fried my brain. I actually tried to make conversations with random aunties at the food court. wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4214297487182700171?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4214297487182700171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/11/pastries-go-well-with-econs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4214297487182700171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4214297487182700171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/11/pastries-go-well-with-econs.html' title='Pastries go well with econs'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2120225629145907648</id><published>2010-10-24T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T09:14:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwens</title><content type='html'>I feel an inherent need to complain about the random 50 of you who added me on facebook. (Except my dad)&lt;br /&gt;First thing I log in and I see a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hihi I'm hannah, can i be your fwen? Add me thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one. Who the hell are you?! Your dp says you are a daisy.&lt;br /&gt;Number two. No I dont like daisies. Since that is the only thing I know about you, no I do not want to be your &lt;em&gt;fwen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number three. Get a life, maybe you can make some real &lt;em&gt;fwens&lt;/em&gt; and add them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Im in a bad mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, please excuse me if you find out that I have evilly ignored your friend request... It is probably still floating around in the midst of 50 other Hannahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2120225629145907648?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2120225629145907648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/fwens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2120225629145907648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2120225629145907648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/fwens.html' title='Fwens'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2179427357189782520</id><published>2010-10-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T09:06:12.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been in a terrible terrible mood from 9.30pm onwards for the past 2 days :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I kind of envy people who can cry everything out and move on. Or people who can share everything they are unhappy about with the rest of the galaxy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2179427357189782520?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2179427357189782520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-in-terrible-terrible-mood-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2179427357189782520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2179427357189782520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-in-terrible-terrible-mood-from.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-4638231589327973846</id><published>2010-10-20T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:36:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear hair: Please dry a bit faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, someone is already trying to speed it up by blowing hot air from the front and blasting cold air (kindly provided by the fan) from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, someone has faithfully followed her p6 science text and upped the wind speed and temperature (criteria half covered but will suffice). And yet the current state of her hair (read: wet clumps) makes her look more deranged that she already was, with the added bonus of random sections of whispy, stray, severely damaged hair (by virtue of the fan blowing at top speed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4638231589327973846?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4638231589327973846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-hair-please-dry-bit-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4638231589327973846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4638231589327973846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-hair-please-dry-bit-faster.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-5952679501473526372</id><published>2010-10-01T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T09:10:32.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely not in the best of mood</title><content type='html'>Totally shit mood today.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite adept at handling shit moods actually, cause I always manage to quarantine it well.&lt;br /&gt;Thats if no unfortunate soul decides to provoke me... some advice: dont try.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that didn't happen though.&lt;br /&gt;And good thing there was beef stew today. Nothing goes better with a shit mood than shit food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well its was a hard one today.&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like heading to the gym to run... until I vomit my innards out or something.&lt;br /&gt;Its sickeningly therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the endorphins will clear my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-5952679501473526372?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/5952679501473526372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/definitely-not-in-best-of-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5952679501473526372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5952679501473526372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/10/definitely-not-in-best-of-mood.html' title='Definitely not in the best of mood'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-526310416958612966</id><published>2010-09-18T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T07:49:23.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've done too much near work today.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I can't feel anything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should try hitting me with a baseball bat.&lt;br /&gt;POOMF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts, maybe not, just in case pieces of info I've crammed in today starts leaking out. Then I will gladly FLOMK myself with the baseball bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I've made my point, Im not really making sense today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-526310416958612966?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/526310416958612966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-think-ive-done-too-much-near-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/526310416958612966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/526310416958612966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-think-ive-done-too-much-near-work.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-390200866245457301</id><published>2010-08-30T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:05:40.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fried brains for dinner</title><content type='html'>I am back yet again.&lt;br /&gt;This blog should be classified under the catergory of narcotic analgesics.&lt;br /&gt;(Because its addictive. ADDICTIVE!!)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully all that I've read today will get to pass the blood brain barrier and get stuck in my brain for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god im going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Time to double the dose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, please congratulate me right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just survived a walk home with one functional flip flop...&lt;br /&gt;The other one? Supported by a mighty piece of.... rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew you could trip over your own flip flop.&lt;br /&gt;Well until today apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-390200866245457301?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/390200866245457301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/08/fried-brains-for-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/390200866245457301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/390200866245457301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/08/fried-brains-for-dinner.html' title='Fried brains for dinner'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-8201926345782990120</id><published>2010-08-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:54:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in a halestorm</title><content type='html'>It took me 18 years and a couple of months to reach this current state of mind -- where you stop and ask one vital question. Or statement really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to materialise your thoughts when your brain is flooding in foreign pieces of information you never planned to internalise. Information that will eventually be excised like a virus rapidly engulfed by ferocious lymphocytes. It smokes your vision more effectively than smoke screen does on pokemon firered edition. It makes you want to run, and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, it gets hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find the evacuation route. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;Clutching my bio notes in one hand, I pried through the fog with the other, grasping desperately into the air in attempts to visualise the path ahead, but with limited success as gusts of cold wind pounded heavily, numbing the body, gaining rigour with time. The mist was fast evolving into a halestorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised, evasion was not an option to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the uncertainties, it was a prescribed route to be crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my only option is to face it smack on.&lt;br /&gt;In 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Im prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-8201926345782990120?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/8201926345782990120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-has-took-me-18-years-and-couple-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2399773813682679822?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2399773813682679822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2399773813682679822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2399773813682679822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-four.html' title='Twenty Four'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3365853504088710586</id><published>2010-06-19T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T12:12:47.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I wanted to reply --&lt;br /&gt;Its always like this, always have been.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New walls always erect themselves in place of the battered.&lt;br /&gt;But with every new barrier set up, the more distant it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body is strong but the heart is crumbling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3365853504088710586?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3365853504088710586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-i-wanted-to-reply-its-always-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3365853504088710586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3365853504088710586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-i-wanted-to-reply-its-always-like.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-8648273090713303743</id><published>2010-06-09T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:26:48.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired :(&lt;br /&gt;But I daren't take a break, coz I will lose my momentum.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so much for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up at 6am again.&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Island ftw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-8648273090713303743?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/8648273090713303743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-tired-but-i-darent-take-break-coz-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8648273090713303743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8648273090713303743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-tired-but-i-darent-take-break-coz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-8558268865045616560</id><published>2010-06-07T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:13:35.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent efforts</title><content type='html'>When the clouds loom across the sky,&lt;br /&gt;do the stars shine as brightly?&lt;br /&gt;Or do they fade off in weariness,&lt;br /&gt;with the transient evasion from our roaming eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness bestowed the earth-&lt;br /&gt;did the lumiere blue moon in its fading light,&lt;br /&gt;pretend to be overwhelmed by the massive rain clouds&lt;br /&gt;or did it struggle to pry itself through curtains of darkness to bathe the land in its warm opalescence once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness lifted and dark clouds dispersed,&lt;br /&gt;the stars reappeared shining bright as ever without fail.&lt;br /&gt;The moon, surrounded by its milky rays, resurfaced high up in the sky just as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if nothing had happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-8558268865045616560?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/8558268865045616560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/silent-efforts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8558268865045616560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8558268865045616560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/06/silent-efforts.html' title='Silent efforts'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-5868179859580143186</id><published>2010-05-30T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:53:31.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When soliloquys don't work out for you, spam it on your blog.</title><content type='html'>People tend to only blog about one side of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Some people blog about happy things, but I dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I realised that mostly i sound like an emo teenager ready to cut his/her wrist with a chainsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, when I'm happy I will prolly be too occupied with smiling at inanimate objects to pry off curtains of virtual cobwebs residing on my blogpage like layers of sticky sticky candyfloss anyway.&lt;br /&gt;(Like so: :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering what this post was about, and where it is going, let me enlighten you -- with a startling piece of truth. I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- end of dramatic post-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Don't lie. You just mentally noted to yourself not to visit this URL ever again for the rest of your life.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-5868179859580143186?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/5868179859580143186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-soliloquys-dont-work-out-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5868179859580143186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5868179859580143186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-soliloquys-dont-work-out-for-you.html' title='When soliloquys don&apos;t work out for you, spam it on your blog.'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-7212787997266405499</id><published>2010-05-14T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:40:50.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ</title><content type='html'>The pillow is staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am paper."&lt;br /&gt;"Your head is like a paperweight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Place. Head. Here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-7212787997266405499?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/7212787997266405499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/05/zzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7212787997266405499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7212787997266405499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/05/zzz.html' title='ZZZ'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-6108383218731823253</id><published>2010-04-21T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:59:33.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FANGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="998" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/3083340755_71af8762d4_b.jpg" width="337" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ha, I really dont know when you're going to see this... :P&lt;br /&gt;Facebook was down. But its overated anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope you've had a wonderful Old Woman's birthday! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We've gone through quite a lot together this year... good luck with the rest of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you also dont mind the fact that I decided to feature you on my blog instead of joining the mob of comments flooding your wall by now x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh wait, something's still not right... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let me make some appropriate adjustments...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="591" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2816217528_84abf0bf37_b.jpg" width="704" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now thats more like it! OM NOM NOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(P.S this post is in red just for you! HAHA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-6108383218731823253?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/6108383218731823253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-fangs-ha-i-really-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6108383218731823253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6108383218731823253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-fangs-ha-i-really-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/3083340755_71af8762d4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-260973327815641047</id><published>2010-04-20T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:20:41.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight passion(juice)</title><content type='html'>At this unearthly hour, I wish to declare to the world that...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my feet smell like passionfruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with passionfruit juice you see, lies within the black crunchy seeds that float dauntingly at the surface of the juice. Nope, not those sunken at the bottom. Those are fine. Its the ones on top that is the root of the problem. The black crunchy ones on top.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The black crunchy ones on top that I happen to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the lid half closed, I started pouring the juice.&lt;br /&gt;But those stubborn seeds blocked the exit, and the juice couldnt flow out. (Just like how you always can't get off the MRT because of those irritating people entering the carriage first)&lt;br /&gt;So I start shaking.&lt;br /&gt;*shake shake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake shake shake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake shake SHAKE SHAKE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing. This is when I get pissed and shake it slightly too violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE SHAK-oops... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SPLASHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so with a fusion of lethargy and a doze of midnight clumsiness, I managed to cover myself with passionfruit juice. All of a sudden, I felt like I was caught in the middle of a thunderstorm without an umbrella. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god passionfruit smells nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-260973327815641047?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/260973327815641047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/04/midnight-passionjuice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/260973327815641047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/260973327815641047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/04/midnight-passionjuice.html' title='Midnight passion(juice)'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2769421677376584896</id><published>2010-03-29T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T08:12:03.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On dealing with crap shoved into our faces</title><content type='html'>Some sad things like to stay within the walls of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then, emotion triggers a small explosion --&lt;br /&gt;one too significant yet too small for others to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its okay to have a few small explosions sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;just make sure you clear the rubble and continue with twice the determination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2769421677376584896?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2769421677376584896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-dealing-with-crap-shoved-into-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2769421677376584896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2769421677376584896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-dealing-with-crap-shoved-into-our.html' title='On dealing with crap shoved into our faces'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2260721877456183312</id><published>2010-03-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:19:25.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging on</title><content type='html'>Some things deserve to eat shit flooded with chilli sauce.&lt;br /&gt;But most things aren't worth double the pain that failure provides. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's only one shot in life;&lt;br /&gt;Do it well or not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2260721877456183312?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2260721877456183312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/hanging-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2260721877456183312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2260721877456183312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/hanging-on.html' title='Hanging on'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-93078199079185174</id><published>2010-03-14T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:33:33.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those days</title><content type='html'>Theres something lonely about waiting alone at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I find myself waiting for something else.&lt;br /&gt;Like someone to sit beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you draw the line between solitude and loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to tell when you're a little too used to being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;It follows you around, tiding over all other emotions, despite any efforts to the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it tunnels through your soul, burrowing deeper, you seek refuge;&lt;br /&gt;drowning yourself in guitar chords, curling up into the spaces between the notes every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;And all of a sudden the sad songs looping on your playlist seem to be reflecting about your life.&lt;br /&gt;Then you stare at your ceiling for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness gradually pulls away from reality as a deluge of thoughts rush through your mind in a haze-- love, hate, fear, sorrow, hope, despair... &lt;br /&gt;Too fast. Too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before we realise, the world fades off into a transient blanket of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started alone, and we'll end alone.&lt;br /&gt;But its pervasiveness depends on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a lonely road only if you allow it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-93078199079185174?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/93078199079185174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/93078199079185174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/93078199079185174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just one of those days'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-859855866835475065</id><published>2010-03-08T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:38:49.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of self control</title><content type='html'>I want to, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;So I won't.&lt;br /&gt;But I will, when I can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-859855866835475065?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/859855866835475065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-of-self-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/859855866835475065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/859855866835475065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-of-self-control.html' title='The art of self control'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3624058444871934253</id><published>2010-03-04T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:20:29.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm losing my momentum.&lt;br /&gt;How do I get it back...? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3624058444871934253?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3624058444871934253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-losing-my-momentum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3624058444871934253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3624058444871934253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-losing-my-momentum.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3113343504844668173</id><published>2010-03-01T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:22:03.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Commencement of HBL = (pseudo) FREEDOMMMMMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know its a facade, but its okay because we are masters of self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you too.&lt;br /&gt;Hi five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was comparitively exciting because I visited the Health Sciences Authority. Narcotics, forensics, food regulation etcetc. COOL STUFF. Special mention to the cool uncle at documentary examination / forgery department. 照妖镜ftw HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I did something incredible that deserves a cookie or two. Despite the fact that it was past 5, I took a bus back to school for training!!! A rather commendable act considering the interest level towards training say 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bonus was a long, quiet busride with good stuff on loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats spacing out on long journeys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3113343504844668173?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3113343504844668173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/commencement-of-hbl-pseudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3113343504844668173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3113343504844668173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/03/commencement-of-hbl-pseudo.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-6114816082203137793</id><published>2010-02-13T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:32:20.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought it was going to be a long and lonely holiday,&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to you guys, it wont be anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the wonderful notes and chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;Today has reminded me to cherish the people around me that I love, and to treasure the remaining amount of time left before we follow where our future path leads us to.&lt;br /&gt;Memories will continue pooling, but rest assured because the memories we share can never be diluted with time.&lt;br /&gt;( ...because every piece will be carefully isolated and confined in uniform hexagonal cells lined with memory-impermeable membranes, honeycomb style ;)  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rather reassuring to know that I won't be alone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Happy Valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;                                            &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;                               Happy New Year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-6114816082203137793?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/6114816082203137793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-it-was-going-to-be-long-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6114816082203137793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/6114816082203137793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-it-was-going-to-be-long-and.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-4418151289781931719</id><published>2010-02-09T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:39:21.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was damn epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I missed my stop on the way to school. Damn paiseh, had to alight at coro pretending that I was going to make a trip to NTUC. NTUC ftw.&lt;br /&gt;but okay, morning walks are quite fun ocne in a while :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) CD got jammed and everyone was quite irritated. Qian and jiaolian started attempts to pry out the poor CD with a teeny weeny hairclip, while I ran upstairs to retrieve one of the other 5 outdated copies of CNY music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, I went back and everyone was still trying to remove the CD. I looked down and saw something labelled "CD volume". I turned it clockwise with 2 fingers. and POOFZ the CD ejected out by itself. ( The rest of it comprised of me overeacting and jumping around in joy/relief/anger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) For the first time in maybe 7 years, I actally screamed. Because I squished a maggot and the juice squirted out and the tesxture was gross. Its like some crispy core with a juicy filling that kind of stinks. I think I scared a few people... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs lecturer made me run down to collect notes that werent even covered at ALL. Hais saikang influx wave 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber tired, esp right now. Stayed abck at huisuo with fangs for a while... nearly died because I tried to be brave and poured generous amounts of chilli sauce on my potato wedges (no ketchup :( ). Started spamming orange juice from a 2 litres bottle from fangs to put out the fire before I get 3 degree tongueburns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more random crap. THATS NOT MY NAME :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my head is resting on the keyboard now. I am going to type 12 pages worth of blanks if i dont lift it up and off the compy.&lt;br /&gt;But alas, there is bio SPA hw to do. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I shall wake up at 4.30am. What a great life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/update: oh great, just foudn out tmr is full dress rehearsal. and my byf is still maggotty. ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4418151289781931719?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4418151289781931719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-damn-epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4418151289781931719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4418151289781931719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-damn-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-7782557845978096766</id><published>2010-02-06T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:09:14.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A puzzle of my life</title><content type='html'>Life is too puzzling.&lt;br /&gt;What do you about something thats not within your control?&lt;br /&gt;Do you maintain your status quo and let it run your life;&lt;br /&gt;or do you fight for possession of the reins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I find a good reason not to, I'm going to stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and YL derived the perfect analogy for chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;H2 chem is like solving a crossword puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;H3 chem is like playing sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, word puzzles only become entertaining when boredom eviscerates you like a hungry piranha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-7782557845978096766?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/7782557845978096766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/puzzle-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7782557845978096766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7782557845978096766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/puzzle-of-my-life.html' title='A puzzle of my life'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-527815660176845784</id><published>2010-02-05T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:57:40.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When life throws you lemons, make lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;When life throws you durians, THROW IT BACK AT THEM.&lt;br /&gt;(You know what Im talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, our spontaneous class outing (despite the pathetic attendance rate I still pass it as one) was quite an achievement actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'10 campfire night was the perfect excuse for temporary evasion from disgusting pre-A-levels-life. Almost forgot how fun orientation was, until we latched onto the shoulders our classmates or some random person and started running. It was nice being J1 again. For a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of had mixed feelings seeing our juniors attacking watermelon pulp... and bending canteen tables.&lt;br /&gt;Part weariness; from all the hype.&lt;br /&gt;Part nostalgia; like screening a lost reel of memories at the back of our minds.&lt;br /&gt;But it was largely overshadowed by a stronger emotion that I couldnt quite put a name to. One that tided over while we initiating our group photos, when we used to be the ones drowned in a mixture of sweat and watermelon juice. It was like a sudden realisation that we are no longer how we were one year ago. And that we are not going to be part of the school forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-527815660176845784?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/527815660176845784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-throws-you-lemons-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/527815660176845784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/527815660176845784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-throws-you-lemons-make.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-276818273615043059</id><published>2010-02-01T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:17:43.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to start off the month.</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing to expect from you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured I don't need your support either since Ive been doing all this by myself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just... disappointed I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've never worked this much in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But if I'm still not good enough for you, then too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long long time since I've felt so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will continue to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;Except that now on, it will be more for me and less for you. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-276818273615043059?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/276818273615043059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/way-to-start-of-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/276818273615043059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/276818273615043059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/02/way-to-start-of-month.html' title='Way to start off the 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-5539241114003119636</id><published>2010-01-19T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:11:23.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical school day</title><content type='html'>Found this rather cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://loldwell.com/comics/2009-09-30-snips_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously not a cartoonist or painter, coz i definitely like to eat. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-5539241114003119636?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/5539241114003119636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/typical-school-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5539241114003119636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5539241114003119636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/typical-school-day.html' title='Typical school day'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2668296445283168714</id><published>2010-01-15T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:59:44.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's review test was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;A nasty reminder that knowing your stuff isn't quite sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay man, I will reach my previously-attained-state-of-nirvana eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately today also marked the start of a potential comeback of a legendary caffeine inebriate. I wonder who it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, me jo and bel went to XinWang for a post-lunch-pre-dinner omnom. As usual, I got occupied with things that noone else will ever find any hint of interest in throughout the whole span of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/7.jpg" width="415" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This one is really horrible but its because we were leaving already...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I fail A levels I will go snap photos for food mags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2668296445283168714?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2668296445283168714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-review-test-was-horrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2668296445283168714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2668296445283168714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-review-test-was-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-787951011379490272</id><published>2010-01-08T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:25:59.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More random stuff...</title><content type='html'>Actually it took me a while before I decided to post this blogpost... simply because I have quite a big personal bubble, and still hesitate on bursting it for the welfare of anonymous webriders. But I figured it wouldnt hurt and that noone cares anyway (except maybe for the *counts fingers* of you who even know of my blog. VWHEE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored (This seems to be the introduction for every blogpost...) so heres some more random manifestations of boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to assemble this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1070020.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1070023.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1070029.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as an Eiffel tower, (THAT I LOVE OMG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1080048.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1080048.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="1200" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/P1080046.jpg" width="1280" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which turned out not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also proved to be a real torture for my fingers...&lt;br /&gt;Helped to pass time though. So cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-787951011379490272?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/787951011379490272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/787951011379490272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/787951011379490272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-random-stuff.html' title='More random stuff...'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-4166901216671819522</id><published>2010-01-03T08:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T09:13:44.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, (out of pure boredom), I shall share with you 25 facts about tea.&lt;br /&gt;What, didn't you see my blogskin? It says epitome of random ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE IT GOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the Latin name of the tea plant? Camellia Simensis&lt;br /&gt;2.What type of tea is derived from tea leaves that ahve been withered, rolled, fermented and then fired? Black tea.&lt;br /&gt;3. How old must a tea bush be beofre the leaves can be picked from it? 3 years&lt;br /&gt;4. Which country does tea originate from? China&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did the British decide to plant tea when the price of tea grown in China became very expensive? SriLanka / India&lt;br /&gt;6. Which type of tea is most suitable for drinking as compared to the other teas if one really needs to drink tea at night? floral tea.&lt;br /&gt;7. in the olden days, only the wealthy Chinese could afford tea. With whihc member of the family would the tea be kept with? Head of family&lt;br /&gt;8.in the olden days in China what type of receptacle was tea served in? Bowls&lt;br /&gt;9. How many sips of tea from the cup should one take for it to be considered ideal for appreciating Chinese tea? 3&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the most expensive black tea? pu'er&lt;br /&gt;11. According to the Chinese tea classification, there are 6 colour groups.&lt;br /&gt;12. Where was the first tea auction held? London/England/Britain&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the first tea bag made of? silk&lt;br /&gt;14.How long should oolong tea leaves be steeped int he Yixing pot during the first infusion?&lt;br /&gt;15. For every pot to be brewed usign the same leaves, how much time si need for brewing? 30s, 36s, 40s etc&lt;br /&gt;16. Before sipping Chinese tea, one is advised to smell it.&lt;br /&gt;17. What beverage will Sri Lanka famous for before tea was famous there?&lt;br /&gt;18. In which country would tea be made with yak butter, barley adn salt? Tibet&lt;br /&gt;19. What public places in Britain first served tea on the menu before tea gardens were introduced? coffee houses&lt;br /&gt;20. With whihc class of people in England would high tea be originally associated? working class&lt;br /&gt;21. The British had a custom of M.I.F. when making tea. What does M.I.F. stand for? Milk In First&lt;br /&gt;22. Where did bubble tea originate from?&lt;br /&gt;23. In which province of China is Pu'er traditionally produced? YunNan (Experts in everything hairy and black, including hair HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;24. Traditionally, russians make very strong tea and serve it with lemon and they often sip their tea through sugar cubes clenched between their teeth.&lt;br /&gt;25. In which country is tea served in low-fired unglazed clay cups which are discarded once the tea is drunk? India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I might ahve been bored while sorting out all my junk and came across my sec3 sabbatical stuff on &lt;em&gt;tea and conversation&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, someday these facts will help you tide through life changing events. I'm pretty sure about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4166901216671819522?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4166901216671819522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-out-of-pure-boredom-i-shall-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4166901216671819522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4166901216671819522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-out-of-pure-boredom-i-shall-share.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-8071173604152035979</id><published>2010-01-01T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:40:17.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HPYNWYR!</title><content type='html'>What did you do on 01012010?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the airport. For &lt;em&gt;dinner&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know where all the randomness comes from.&lt;br /&gt;Its genetic I tell you...&lt;br /&gt;And it doenst matter if its a dominant or recessive trait, because I inherited it from both parents anyway. HA-HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-8071173604152035979?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/8071173604152035979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/hpynwyr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8071173604152035979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/8071173604152035979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2010/01/hpynwyr.html' title='HPYNWYR!'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2185289397231667576</id><published>2009-12-25T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:22:48.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilfire says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; FOLKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ATCHOOOOO!) Bless you to have a good year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry! If you haven't received any presents today, keep telling yourself that the economy has not fully recovered from recession and thus Santa is unemployed. Operation costs must have rocketed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep telling yourself that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, you've been a bad bad kid this year. Naughty you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I've been real good this year!&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I found this really huge present sitting at the bottom of my christmas tree this y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait;&lt;br /&gt;Did your present come with locks?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2185289397231667576?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2185289397231667576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/lilfire-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2185289397231667576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2185289397231667576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/lilfire-says.html' title='Lilfire says...'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2319051165419032586</id><published>2009-12-16T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:28:51.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of wasting my life</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when a bored girl refuses to start on her holiday assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="353" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d186/iloveabcd/mc3.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, procrastination in its purest form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, imma start TODAY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2319051165419032586?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2319051165419032586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-midst-of-wasting-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2319051165419032586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2319051165419032586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-midst-of-wasting-my-life.html' title='In the midst of wasting my life'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-1624304944112794840</id><published>2009-12-07T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:56:01.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored but still alive...</title><content type='html'>I think the epidermis of my left index finger is getting thicker and thicker.&lt;br /&gt;This is all because of failed attempts to learn some guitar slapping. Its all your fault blake!!! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I discovered that Jolly Shandy is not that bad, though it tastes ultrauber diluted. But it still tastes like Shandy at least. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-1624304944112794840?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/1624304944112794840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored-but-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1624304944112794840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1624304944112794840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored-but-still-alive.html' title='Bored but still alive...'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-7093910251570433436</id><published>2009-12-03T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:52:50.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Raindeer for christmas...</title><content type='html'>Rainy days make you ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get these flashbacks of myself on the bus on a certain rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;still sitting by a particular window seat, but a much younger version of myself. The aircon blasts on nonchalently, just like how it seems to do so everytime you dont need it to be on.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be staring out of the window mostly, and all I see are streaks of rainwater running across the glass pane. But I continue staring anyways, because everyone else is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while the bus halts, so I attempt to peer through the droplets and take in the myriad of colours reflecting off the wet roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just think about nothing in particular, just so because rainy days are facinating. This is usually followed by a chain of flashbacks, all of which stars myself (of various ages) staring out of the window in a trance-like state, until I suddenly realise that the marathon has ended and the droplets of water residing on the bus windows are now stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I think to myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deja vu... many many rainy days later, I'm on the bus again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This however, is also the part where I exclaim (in my head), "Hey isn't that my stop!?", before rummaging through my bag, (which somehow always manages to be in a mess) to retrieve my umbrella (if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, due to my lack of rummaging abilities and the of ability to call forth my umbrella with an ACCIO UMBRELLA, I always make sure I get wet anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm just a thought...&lt;br /&gt;What do you do on rainy days?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-7093910251570433436?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/7093910251570433436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-raindeer-for-christmas_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7093910251570433436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7093910251570433436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-raindeer-for-christmas_03.html' title='I want a Raindeer for christmas...'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-7257635466279541454</id><published>2009-11-29T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:07:06.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always keep the faith...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XxBoZbX155A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XxBoZbX155A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder when we can see another performance like this again... :(&lt;br /&gt;DBSK hwaiting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-7257635466279541454?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/7257635466279541454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-keep-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7257635466279541454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/7257635466279541454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-keep-faith.html' title='Always keep the faith...'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2215067173461729286</id><published>2009-11-28T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:07:34.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This deserves a spot on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 143px" height="148" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktt4uwiQwf1qzd1qwo1_500.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2215067173461729286?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2215067173461729286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-deserves-spot-on-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2215067173461729286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2215067173461729286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-deserves-spot-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-1816787175736428962</id><published>2009-11-28T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:31:38.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even letters need to be sorted before it arrives at your doorstep</title><content type='html'>Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will find my way out.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing matters aside, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOMG yesterday's perf was quite fun x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jo's parts were quite screwed (some memory loss + kicking of backdrop), but still okay i guess &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and KaiQi on the other hand were PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know 800+ plus people were supposed to be there o.-&lt;br /&gt;And the food HAHAHA apparently everyone was damn sad coz the bus came early and we couldnt eat the dessert... especially JUSTIN HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-1816787175736428962?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/1816787175736428962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/even-letters-need-to-be-sorted-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1816787175736428962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1816787175736428962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/even-letters-need-to-be-sorted-before.html' title='Even letters need to be sorted before it arrives at your doorstep'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-5470701233795163148</id><published>2009-11-27T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:54:38.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at Harris a few weeks ago, and I suddenly realised that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loathe movie-cover version of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I strictly refuse to purchase any sort of book with any movie actor/actress attatched. Some people prefer Robbert Pattinson gracing the covers of their books, but I strongly refute the thought of paying homage to these highly distasteful products of commercialism. (Actually Twilight kind of sucks in the first place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I had to pick between a slightly ruffled book with a NORMAL cover versus a brand new book with some old man's face spawned on the front that day, it took me 1 of 273468276 seconds to make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, sometimes the movie spoils the book. I dont remember Fred and George weasley being described as shaggy hound-like drats who were so tall that they probably had to squat and duckwalk to make it into the MRT. Maybe their heads will stick out from the cubicles when they try to use the toiletbowls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then look at Dragonball Z... WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!? Since when was he an angmoh? And then theres the whole twilight cast (Of course, how can I forget to condemn them!), which brings the level of retardedness of this series to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall stop here, since typing excessive amounts of crap can no longer satiate my boredom. CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-5470701233795163148?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/5470701233795163148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-at-harris-few-weeks-ago-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5470701233795163148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/5470701233795163148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-at-harris-few-weeks-ago-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-2223085806521957340</id><published>2009-11-25T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:22:12.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATCHOOO!</title><content type='html'>I feel like a fountain. *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training for rehearsals today and had to run a bit for warmups. Still manageable at first, but halfway through my nose ran faster than me (runny nose!) so I had to slow down. Eventually I had to stop because I was blocked by my nose. Luckily I managed to jump over the blockage and run/walk/run/walk another round, but by then me and fang were already having a conversation on how badly our stamina sucks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO REBUILD MY STAMINAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not next year comps sure die T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I shall continue my doze of panadol spammage...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-2223085806521957340?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/2223085806521957340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/atchooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2223085806521957340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/2223085806521957340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/atchooo.html' title='ATCHOOO!'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3695567197622284171</id><published>2009-11-24T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:25:58.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where demerit points no longer apply</title><content type='html'>Now that I've visited that place, my life is officially complete.&lt;br /&gt;I can die without regrets now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3695567197622284171?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3695567197622284171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-demerit-points-no-longer-apply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3695567197622284171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3695567197622284171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-demerit-points-no-longer-apply.html' title='Where demerit points no longer apply'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-3486504339280665635</id><published>2009-11-23T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:23:48.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A feeble attempt (but still an attempt!) at lengthening my lifespan</title><content type='html'>I hereby confirm all suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;My body clock rotates anti-clockwise, just like how all normal clocks &lt;em&gt;dont&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is however, one general setback to this: I treasure the current relationship with my liver. (read: &lt;strong&gt;INTACT&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;So how about reversing the gears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you care enough about me (and my liver), please actively refrain me from staying up after 2am. I repeat, no awake, frolicking bihyee after 2. This is serious matter &gt;:D (salute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy, now I sound like one of those MRT announcements. (excluding the fact that the message repeats itself in 3 other languages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is that the clock ticking or a bomb counting down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-3486504339280665635?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/3486504339280665635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeble-attempt-but-still-attempt-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3486504339280665635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/3486504339280665635'/><link rel='alternate' 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blogs to well... blog.&lt;br /&gt;But I am obviously beyond normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set up blogs to host my blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see how well I can sustain this one ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-4204100480712215957?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/4204100480712215957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4204100480712215957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/4204100480712215957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin!'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-1386899454930431834</id><published>2009-11-19T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:35:54.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>林宥嘉-感同身受</title><content type='html'>曲-Skot Suyama&lt;br /&gt;詞-林夕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_510Zs-mFU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_510Zs-mFU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-1386899454930431834?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/1386899454930431834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1386899454930431834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578263080103036615/posts/default/1386899454930431834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='林宥嘉-感同身受'/><author><name>stupify</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578263080103036615.post-632078033872144550</id><published>2009-06-21T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:34:56.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocks</title><content type='html'>You just know it when you get this feeling of impending doom;&lt;br /&gt;that 8 days down the road, you are most definitely going to suffer an excruciating death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you cant do anything to excuse yourself from this tragedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried.&lt;br /&gt;I initiated a holocaust in the very pits of my brain, murdered waves of incoming braincells, and fired rounds of ammo causing reverberations across my body in attempts to haul myself from the abyss of doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles are abundant; not stationary blockages, but mobile ones in the form of facebook and other leisure activities, effectively occupying your brain quota and yet another period of precious freetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a losing battle, but it has yet to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578263080103036615-632078033872144550?l=c-bydefinition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-bydefinition.blogspot.com/feeds/632078033872144550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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