<?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-14544175</id><updated>2011-07-29T06:33:45.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insignificant</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>puddle</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14544175.post-6575518508334679483</id><published>2011-07-06T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T00:00:38.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things can't be said (anywhere). But that doesn't stop people from making bad guesses about the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much. About everything. This phenomenon occurs more after midnight. I feel like its driving me a little insane (like father like son huh..) I hope (to whom can i hope?) that I don't end up stifling shouts that come out from illusory arguments I have with myself in my head in the middle of the night, or ever ever record myself saying go to sleep and replaying it over and over on my handphone until my son goes to sleep. But hey, if you hang out with someone for too long, you become him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like being overseas... I just lost my trend of thought as I thought in retrospect how he managed to piss me off over Skype without actually talking to me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being a codemonkey; but that's what I'm good at for now. Does it matter what I want to do? Nope, probably not. At least not for a few years, and even after that I have to hold someone's balls to get what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. I just decided that I don't need the last 2 paragraphs at all. (Simply listening to him move around behind me is enough to make me agitated) Screw the opening lines too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, I'm not gay (I don't mean happy), and never will be. Please stop behaving like I might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello the rest of the world, I know I look like I take drugs and want your money, but I really only take medicine and I'll earn your money from you legally. Please treat me like a typical geek with neither dress sense nor sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-6575518508334679483?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/6575518508334679483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=6575518508334679483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/6575518508334679483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/6575518508334679483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-things-cant-be-said-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-7316686495939024586</id><published>2009-09-25T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:50:02.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey world. Here's a wassup from the U S and A. This puddle got up in a cloud and is now some place else. I feel quite proud of the me i am now, studying diligently and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions in my head (as usual) pop up and ask me if this is the me I want to be. Where did the irresponsible me go? Hidden inside a beast ready to be unleashed? Do I really wanna waste my life away playing games was questions i got in the past. Now I ask myself if I am making enough friends, whether ignoring people in my dorm or being unfriendly to party animals is humane or socially responsible. I do not yet know if my decision to focus of studying is a good idea, or even where I will be in 3 years time. What I know is, once in a while I'll come here and put down my thoughts, and I will know that sooner or later, maybe 1 year, maybe 1 day later, someone will read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for letting me know that the sun still shines on this puddle left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-7316686495939024586?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/7316686495939024586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=7316686495939024586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/7316686495939024586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/7316686495939024586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-world.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-4612658080548586117</id><published>2009-04-24T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:47:58.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>otaku</title><content type='html'>yeerk. *expresses disgust* I think this puddle is rather full of depressing rants I wouldn't want to go through when I grow up. anyw, animorphs aside, I shall refer one back to 4 posts ago to the otaku declaration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Eden of the East, I've hit 1500 episodes watched. At least, thats how many I've logged so far. FMP, FMA, Rave are all not in the log, tgt they make up nearly 300 eps. thats... 600 hrs or 25 days of anime watching. I wonder if that's more than the time I spent on WoW yet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-4612658080548586117?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/4612658080548586117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=4612658080548586117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/4612658080548586117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/4612658080548586117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2009/04/otaku.html' title='otaku'/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-4500441579882544260</id><published>2009-03-16T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:43:47.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In retrospect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret is expressed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I did nothing to change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a game with no save points,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and choices are forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial and procrastination,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still rule my Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-4500441579882544260?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/4500441579882544260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=4500441579882544260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/4500441579882544260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/4500441579882544260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-retrospect-i-want-my-life-back.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-2008323065633453367</id><published>2008-11-20T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:20:29.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORD LOH!&lt;br /&gt;err. 10 days ago anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i was so sure would change my life forever came and went, and i just wasted away 10 days of my "precious" freedom by sleeping at 4am and waking at 2pm the last 9 days. Almost everyone else i know is already working parttime to earn some form of upkeep. Myself, i seem to be becoming a hikikomori (for those who understand) and staying at home doing nothing but sleep, play psp, play fallout 3 and listen to music. All the stuff that everyone said was okay to do.. but obviously not to the level im at right now. I downloaded star ocean 1st departure and finished it in 2 days.. then i restarted -again- to get different characters into the party. [sidenote. its really not bad an rpg once u get the hang of it its very easy to complete the storyline] Nothing done about starting to mug for uni or even what i said about applying to overseas again. everything about life is kinda at a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow im going to attempt to wake up in the AM time slot for the first time in 10 days. wow. i said it. 4AM - 2PM is a healthy amount of sleep but in an unhealthy timeslot. If im *ever* going to have 3 meals a day... haha ill have to wake up in time for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ill be able to go for that dso attachment with pw and chen and krit.. although i have no idea how much ill be able to contribute to whatever research is being done, i suppose the laojiao looking after me probably wont expect much from me either (i hope). using this as the reason i have somehow made myself believe, that i am unable to find a job as of now cos i dunno when my internship will start and end... complete BS to my conscience lol. I could try finding weekly temp jobs... but that will probably be best paying during christmas? eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i think of it, the only thing good i did so far was read. However my chosen read was fiction so there was no knowledge.. my denial self tells me thats to increase my reading speed because i havent been reading enough i read slow now. which is quite true. im trying to finish a book a day. but the way i do it is greatly different from how the pros do it. i finish it in a day. I dont do anything other than sleep read and eat. Thats definitely not healthy either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of rant. imma go play more star ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-2008323065633453367?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/2008323065633453367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=2008323065633453367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/2008323065633453367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/2008323065633453367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2008/11/ord-loh-err.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-3532767579336484212</id><published>2008-10-01T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:41:51.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>40 days to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it.. so close... yet;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have no clue what lies ahead. The last 1 year and 10 months I have spent making new friends and learning how harsh the working world can be, how unreasonable people who - outside of their law-given power - no one would listen or care about, can enjoy hours of bliss torturing the living daylights out of other humans beings, the men of my company. The rank given to me was nothing more than an amulet to protect myself from all these. Nonetheless I thought myself superior to those other beings, who were treated no better than dogs, to do as they were told or be punished, to be punished even if they did everything they were told...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tormented by thoughts of what i should be doing, late at night before turning in for the day, yet the next day - refreshed - I leave it all for the next night, and carry on my routines. Anime, manga, theyre all i seem to have now. Sometimes i get nice messages from the anime, which in my eyes (and ears) are just like graphic novels, compressed into periods of 6.5hrs each, which is also about the same amount of time it would take for me to finish a novella. Therein lies the writer's mind and ideas, which even if they do not reflect actual experience, contains something that he or she has come up with after some thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am i to do after it all? I'm gonna end up a Computing student in NUS. What lies there? Will i suffer from the inability to understand the prc or indian lecturers and their pseudo-english? Will i be able to match the success my brother has had from studying in Singapore and his luck? I know i will persevere, but what lies after that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Endless chatter again. I try hard to control it but its like a flood of words every time i try to express myself to people. I have already realised. People who know me mostly only listen to the first and last sentences of my speech. Its too taxing to listen to all of it. Might have something to do with my lack of expressing myself at home.. I also have difficulty remembering what others have told me about themselves. Definitely not a plus for maintaining relationships. Im a bad listener, in many senses. I foresee difficulties in improving that, probably only possible after my father dies. I constantly practice completely ignoring what he says to me. Words of nonsense and gibberish that do nothing but poke at my failures and mistakes, containing no praise or remorse, Words that i don't agree with and have no basis, Words that are wrong in many senses. Yet arguing is not a choice. It doesnt mean a thing to refute him. He also does not listen. He also doesnt care if I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i becoming him? No. I will not. That will be one of my goals in life. My first. Definitely not my last. I promise you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-3532767579336484212?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/3532767579336484212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=3532767579336484212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/3532767579336484212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/3532767579336484212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2008/10/40-days-to-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-1569288908618642286</id><published>2008-09-15T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:32:01.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow i find myself wanting to post stuff every time i visit kai's blog. its the only blog i still bother to read though. The others seem to be irrelevant to me, even though kai's doesn't actually mention me at all haha. I guess ill keep this blog for keeps lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w007 its exactly 8 weeks till i get my pink ic back! haha and thats 56 days mroe! what more, atec is finally over! yeahhh! the feeling is great! all the stuff they said about more to come hasn't really set in yet. I'm still lovin' it! Who cares if theres an LRI and 4ntm? That's just sup sup swee as long as they don't send me out to the field again =P. Atec was t3h 5|4c|&lt; though, but i cant say more =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its times like these (mainly something big in my life coming to an end,) that i realise how much time i've wasted in my life. Saturday and Sunday every week spent sleeping, and being an otaku hikkamori, weekends burned for cos without any qualms,anger or lost meetings. Nothing done with my spare time at all. I have a text document called "waste time.txt" it appeared around the time i was designing a class tshirt for my class (in the end my designs fell through and some unwearable flashy design was chosen ~~ 50213 4eva!) and it became the file used for recording where the hell i stopped on a certain anime or manga. From checking through it i realised i have really devoted a large portion of my spent life on watching japanese cartoons and picture story books... at the age of 19. People are getting ready for overseas unis, acquiring more knowledge and experience (even if its clubbing experience), while i wile away my time in front of this computer. I don't feel like typing anymore (dinner is ready) so ill just give some scary numbers i can get from the following excerpt from wt.txt :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1157 episodes of anime watched~! &lt;br /&gt;thats 482 hrs or 20 full days of staring at the screen!&lt;br /&gt;i havent even taken into account the manga...&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is.. i dont understand a word of Jap..&lt;br /&gt;~ to all otakus out there.. REFLECT! although I'm probably not going to REPENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ start of excerpt~~!&lt;br /&gt;#@! the world god only knows 18 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! Hayate the Combat Butler 96 read&lt;br /&gt;+#@! mahou`sensei`negima 225 read&lt;br /&gt;+#@! Naruto 416 hua read&lt;br /&gt;+#@! BLEACH 325, -97 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! Kaichou wa Maid-sama! 12 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! GenShiKen started from 42. 55 read... ended.&lt;br /&gt;#@! desireclimax 40 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! Mx0 99 read... ended.&lt;br /&gt;#@! School Rumble Volume19 #283 b51~~&gt;b60-1 ...ended?!&lt;br /&gt;#@! Hunterx RM @ book21 on chinese manga site read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ To LOVE-Ru 11 Watched    - wtf fanservice&lt;br /&gt;~Nogizaka Haruka no Himitsu 9 Watched&lt;br /&gt;World Destruction 1 Watched&lt;br /&gt;~ Koihime Musou 07 Watched   - rotk erge all female cast..&lt;br /&gt;~ Kyouran Kazoku Nikki 18 Watched  - crazy family. a bit dry&lt;br /&gt;~ Code Geass R2 22 Watched   - !@$@#$ the plot so thick&lt;br /&gt;~ Macross Frontier 23 Watched   - err.. oldmecha+singing&lt;br /&gt;~ Wagaya no Oinari-sama 18 Watched  - fox spirit. slapstick humour ftw.&lt;br /&gt;~ Ikkitousen GreatGuardians 4 Watched&lt;br /&gt;~ Special A 22 Watched    - linear plot&lt;br /&gt;DaCapo 5 Watched.    - love story. erm.&lt;br /&gt;D Gray Man 100 Watched    - retry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#@! Ouran High School Host Club 14 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! ID Chapter 33 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! Air Gear book3 read&lt;br /&gt;#@! *H* tsukihime Chapter 46 read - Licensed in USA&lt;br /&gt;#@! Claymore 4 read&lt;br /&gt;fairy'tail&lt;br /&gt;hunterx 90YE. 22shu &lt;br /&gt;Suzuka FIN&lt;br /&gt;Goddess 23 hua read&lt;br /&gt;Davinci chapter 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyo no Go no Ni 4+1 FIN&lt;br /&gt;~ GenShiKen 2 12 FIN    - slice of life.&lt;br /&gt;~ Mnemosyne 06 FIN    - immortal story&lt;br /&gt;~ Toshokan Sensou 12 FIN    - Library Wars&lt;br /&gt;~ Nabari No Ou 10 Watched   - ninjaking? starting to become sloww&lt;br /&gt;~ Kamen no Maid Guy 2 Watched   - ? what?&lt;br /&gt;~ RD Sennou Chousashitsu 5 Watched  - GitS 2.0&lt;br /&gt;Soul Eater 1 Watched     - cool fightscene; female lead voice nt nice.&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Knight 02 Watched    - i have no idea whats going on&lt;br /&gt;~ Kanokon 5 Watched     - wtff fanservice&lt;br /&gt;School Days 1 Watched    - crazy ending&lt;br /&gt;Monochrome Factor 1 Watched    - wtf its gay. like really gay&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Knight 1 Watched   &lt;br /&gt;Gunslinger Girl 3 Watched   - a bit -dark-&lt;br /&gt;VTV~ evangelion 26 FIN    - &lt;br /&gt;Shugo Chara! 5 Watched    - Character change magical girl&lt;br /&gt;BlassReiter 1 Watched    - Monsters that fuse with machines&lt;br /&gt;Touka Gettan 2 watched     - huh? ep1=last ep. ghosts,stonesword&lt;br /&gt;TAMNM 2 Watched&lt;br /&gt;Rosario+ 2 Watched   -Fan service with a capital F&lt;br /&gt;Kimagure Orange Road 1 Watched  ` -old style art. *think ranma*&lt;br /&gt;School Rumble 14 watched (Veoh.com "SR03" by masterumble)&lt;br /&gt;Azumanga Daioh 2 Watched&lt;br /&gt;Zero no Tsukaima    -whats this?&lt;br /&gt;Honey and Clover 2 Watched   -dont like character art&lt;br /&gt;Amaenaideyo!! 2 Watched   -dunno what im watching&lt;br /&gt;Death Note     -not interested&lt;br /&gt;Ergo Proxy     -cannot find&lt;br /&gt;Kanon      -bad reviews&lt;br /&gt;Izumo Takeki Tsurugi no Senki   -huh? game&lt;br /&gt;Stellvia of the Universe   -brose recc&lt;br /&gt;Slayers Again/Try    -brose recc&lt;br /&gt;Gundam      -'always' wanted to watch one&lt;br /&gt;Macross     -brose recc&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Star 24 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Genshiken 13+1 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Code Geass 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Bamboo Blade 26 FIn&lt;br /&gt;Clannad 22+1+1[FIN] Watched&lt;br /&gt;Dragonaut - The Resonance 25 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Spice and Wolf 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Shakugan no Shana II 24 FIN&lt;br /&gt;True Tears 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Kimikiss 24 FIN&lt;br /&gt;sola 15 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Goshuushou-sama Ninomiya-kun 12 FIN&lt;br /&gt;H2O - Footprints in the Sand 12 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Minami-ke 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Minami-ke okawari 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Myself; Yourself 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Fate / Stay Night 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High School Host Club 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Ghost in the Shell SAC +2nd gig 26 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Vandread +2nd Stage 13 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha + A's + StrikerS 26 26 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Elemental Gelade 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Tenjou Tenge 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Rozen Maiden + Overture + Traumend 13 2 12 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Chrono Crusade 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;He is My Master 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Shakugan no Shana 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Kenichi 51 FIN&lt;br /&gt;The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;    {2,3,5,10,13,14,4,7,6,8,1,12,11,9}&lt;br /&gt;.hack//SIGN LIMINALITY ROOT FIN&lt;br /&gt;Claymore 26 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Elfen Lied 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Devil May Cry 6 FIN&lt;br /&gt;Green Green 13 FIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end of excerpt~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-1569288908618642286?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/1569288908618642286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=1569288908618642286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/1569288908618642286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/1569288908618642286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2008/09/somehow-i-find-myself-wanting-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-5660310268224378443</id><published>2008-05-19T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:32:48.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;well. kudos to google on never deleting anything... i realise that not deleting anything might actually result in better "data safety" and removes the problem of data fragmentation entirely. Anyway. I realise the server hosting this probably runs raid 2 or higher.. and im taking up some space with my insignificant rantings and words. wonder how long this will remain here.. 100 years? Google will probably start manufacturing hard disks by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder what went wrong with me. I cant stand my father. How he doesn't listen, and talks to you like he's talking to himself. How he always thinks i don't respect him and how he always thinks im arguing with him. How he always thinks he's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realise he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;right. in more ways than one. Its like a self-fulfilling prophecy. I don't understand why it happened, but i began "rebelling" and arguing, mainly because i always think im right and he's wrong, and i don't like being treated like a spineless, insignificant brat. Somewhere along i also lost all respect of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't pass his As, only passed after my mum made him go for another try.. he was always receiving complaints at work, but somehow thats normal because he worked at an NPP so boliao citizens will always jack him just because they're not too happy with his attitude or something. I don't doubt he worked his ass off to earn money. he even continued working after he retired in a couple of jobs, then he stopped because he felt his body couldn't cope with working long hours anymore. Now he just stays at home with my mum and -occasionally- makes everyone's life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All i remember when i was young was that he always had alot of rage. it was mostly undirected, but it definitely wasnt dormant. I have a few traumatic experiences with that rage, which i remember all too well. As a child (id like to think that i am no longer one) i was the naughty, playful, active, crazy type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was once i ran around the hawker centre at old airport road. I was what? 7? When my family found me we left immediately. And before we got into the car he pinched me countless times all over my thighs. if i remember correctly i was wailing. i dont remember him stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time i was arguing with him. I was.. having my O levels. Rebellious age ya? he pushed me arnd and used his fists and feet on me. I dont remember it hurting, and i dont remember making much noise. he stopped, probably cos he got tired. I cried in bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was probably the last time i really cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has fetched me to camp every book in since i went into NS. We have conversations like normal father and son. Time and again he will suddenly burst into anger and declare that i am arguing with him. Past experiences will remind me to just stop talking and let him rant and rave for a while, but sometimes i get angsty too and the house gets noisy. In the end i will always lose, regardless of what i say or what the argument is about (he doesn't listen anyway), because "I am your father!" pretty much owns everything else i have to say. (and i cant shout "NO!" and fall into a pit to be rescued by-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i feel like i am becoming a lot like him. * Doesn't listen. Argues. Refuse to lose. Doesn't give a damn what everyone else thinks. Talk like im talking to myself. Talk as if no one else' feelings matter. full of rage. I no longer respect him. I have been thinking about this lately. And i don't know how to change myself. I find myself sinking deeper and deeper into denial and becoming an introvert. Soon ill probably fear human contact and try to stay away from my friends in case something i do/say makes them think different of me. Different from how they used to see me. I keep detecting animosity between my peers and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A Thought* that, maybe, just maybe, if one of my friends who know of this site ever comes back to read all of this, maybe they will understand why i am who i am now.. just a hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone. And it feels disturbingly comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-5660310268224378443?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/5660310268224378443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=5660310268224378443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5660310268224378443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5660310268224378443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-post.html' title='The last post?'/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-5517480852146689038</id><published>2007-06-23T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:48:52.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Army Life. its not so much the physical training thats tough. But when you realise nobody really cares about you it starts to get mental. not sure if im supposed to feel sad that nowadays i look forward to only 3 things - eating, showering, and booking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel that my book outs have not much meaning anymore. I never really spend it doing anything worthwhile. Watching anime, playing CS, all seem very hermitty to me. I feel deprived sia. Only go out with friends 1/4 weekends or so, and it always seems like that all want to go out on the same day at the same times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well., im not even sure who bothers to read this blog anymore. guess other people move on too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-5517480852146689038?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/5517480852146689038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=5517480852146689038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5517480852146689038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5517480852146689038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2007/06/army-life.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-5816003313933132713</id><published>2007-03-02T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:48:48.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels day. wont bother to talk about Army. it brings about a whole new kind of mental torture and depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results first:&lt;br /&gt;Economics :- B&lt;br /&gt;Maths 'C'   :- A&lt;br /&gt;F Maths :- A&lt;br /&gt;Physics :- A&lt;br /&gt;Maths S :- Distinction&lt;br /&gt;Physics S :- Ungraded&lt;br /&gt;GP :- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i should be feeling about this result. somehow, i can't really say i deserve this, yet its not what i want. i wanted 4As, even though i knew i didn't deserve it. that D and A1.. i was not expecting- i should be happy about it. I don't know what to feel about the results. i know people who scored far worse than me but are damn fucking happy. I also know people that were owned solely by their GP results... my GP is not strong.. the U was unexpected. I really did think i would at least get a merit for physics S. I am sad at getting that B for econs. i really really wanted that A. But did i put in enough effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for aspirations, i probably don't have any reason to hold on to them. i didnt put in the effort to achieve them. all talk no action. thats a phrase that can describe me. everything about me is depressing when i think about it. but somehow i know im not supposed to be sad, because there are so many more people who will kill to get my score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS. i can't say i wanted to go there. my brother can't say he wanted me to go there. My father seems fucking happy that i made it in. and it pisses me off. utterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-5816003313933132713?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/5816003313933132713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=5816003313933132713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5816003313933132713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/5816003313933132713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2007/03/levels-day.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-2601249504682099686</id><published>2007-01-09T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:20:41.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Near death experiences are said to enlighten the soul and make people think about higher things like second chances and being a better person. The one I just had only left me feeling very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came out of the MRT at Serangoon after taking the train in the wrong direction from City Hall to Outram instead of Aljunied. I saw the 53 at the bus stop across the street, and was forced to wait at the other side of the road cos of the red man. Red men have strange mystical powers that halt people facing them, but I will not go into detail as to how. Anyway while I was waiting for the light to turn green I was faced with a choice whether to wait 20 minutes or try to chase the bus downslope to the next bus stop. Adrenaline coursing through my veins, I chose flight. Dashing across the road just as the 53 turned at the zebra crossing, I decided to run parallel to the road instead of across the crossing. It was then that I realised the 82 behind it was not slowing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for the driver slamming the brakes, I really would have. I knew he did not expect me to do it, because of the time between the brake and the horn. The fact that it was in that order - brake then horn, also supports it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testosterone and adrenaline and whatever stuff that makes you high made me feel good - on top of the world - running down the slope. Until my mind came back through the window and kicked my stupid into the backseat. I broke out in cold sweat and realised I could not bring myself to run any further. Ten metres away i watched the 53 leave and the 82 speed into the bus stop. A bewildered driver leapt out of the bus, either fuming or traumatised, probably intending to ask wtf I was thinking, then somehow left it at that after one or two harsh sentences. Maybe he saw my face or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. If the driver had braked a second later things may have been so much different now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minghan looked at the corpse sprawled across the street. Is that an eyeball over there? Eww.. theres even brain juice flowing out from under the wheel. Death has such a horrid imagina-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. ANOTHER ONE? THAT MAKES SEVEN NOW. I TAKE IT THAT YOU PEOPLE REALLY HATE YOUR PUBLIC TRANSPORT? AT LEAST YOU WERE CREATIVE. I REALLY COULDN'T HAVE THOUGHT OF A BETTER WAY TO DIE TO A BUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm. That wasn't suicide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO? THE DRIVER HAD MURDEROUS INTENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err... I don't think so. It was more of an accident."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ACCIDENTALLY COLLIDED INTO A BUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm.. I suppose yes, I actually thought I could get across before the bus did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOOK PHYSICS IN SCHOOL YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU LEARN THAT A BODY USUALLY DOES NOT COVER A DISTANCE FASTER THAN ANOTHER BODY THAT IS TRAVELLING FASTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm. I admit I didn't take that into consideration. Couldn't really tell how fast the bus was going anyway. Just thought I could beat the bus to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. I HAVE HEARD OF THIS. MIND OVER MATTER IS IT? I BELIEVE YOU CALL IT PSY-CHO-LOL-G. I CAN TELL YOU IT DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY. MATTER OVER MIND ALWAYS CRUSHES THE MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i had a lot to think about while walking the 3 bus stops home, mostly trying to decide what made me try such a thing. Decided it was lack of sleep and left it at that. As to why im still alive, i spent a couple of seconds thinking whethere it could be God or some greater being, then countered with probability and decided the effort was done by the driver. IE the driver saved my life. Should have thanked him or something for not killing me. Somehow Luck never crossed my mind. I don't really think Luck helps people that try stupid things. Also, i realise all i could have gotten out of it was 15 minutes more time in my life, and stood to lose all the time. For the driver, he just gained the most exhiliarating experience of his career and could have instead had to live his life knowing he killed some poor kid who was crossing the road. Was feeling.. erm stupid. don't know a better word for such a thing. After a while my thoughts were a bit clouded by my father, who reminded me that sometimes some people live their lives going all out to make others feel sad, and don't think twice about it. Although i cant identify any link between dying and my father, it somehow made me feel better between the time i got home and when my brother stopped playing the comp. Explaining the lighter tone i have in my depiction above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-2601249504682099686?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/2601249504682099686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=2601249504682099686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/2601249504682099686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/2601249504682099686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2007/01/near-death-experiences-are-said-to.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116508502727263244</id><published>2006-12-03T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:43:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels are over, SAT2 is over, its about time i ended my hiatus. I realise many people i know and have come to recognise as part of my social life and circle are going to return to their home countries. Somehow i know im not supposed to feel sad for them, because they probably sorely miss their parent(s), even if there are some who would rather not face them. I understand that we must go our separate ways, and yet i hope that we will stay in touch, through cyberspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other regrets come to mind, such as not putting in enough effort for prelims and even before that. People who have been studying hard and getting their As throughout deserve to get it again. Do I? Im not sure i deserve even that 4As, much less and distinctions in S papers. I could easily blame it on WoW, but i know that was a choice i myself made, and can only regret. I told myself during As that i would give my best shot, and face it without regret. But that was only momentary, and lethargic thoughts are creeping up on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure i will be able to take a mediocre result and step on towards NUS. But I am rather certain (confirm with chop) that someone in my household will remember it for me, and make sure i remember it for the rest of my life (or his). Scary flashbacks to the time when i was sent to a lesser JC come to mind, vivid like a nightmare im now dreaming. "RI so what? You are nothing." thats the kind of encouragement i recieve from my father. I am not sure how i will cope with his inconsiderate rantings should i fail to perform at least as well as my brother. "Hopes held high" would be a good description of what my brother has on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often talk about how elders put onto the younger ones their burdens and all their regrets. They will go all out to try and prevent the young from making the same mistakes and facing the same consequences. It is not difficult to see that one who gets an overseas degree has a brighter future than a toad in a red dot, especially if Singapore isn't well known for that field of study in the first place. I can feel the hope resting on my shoulders, and i have no where to rest it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I too sit on my ledge and watch as my friends take flight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116508502727263244?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116508502727263244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116508502727263244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116508502727263244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116508502727263244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/12/levels-are-over-sat2-is-over-its-about.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116256904709175669</id><published>2006-11-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:50:47.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6708190071483512003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while some parts of this video is rather close to propaganda and the classic case of "you see what we want you to see" i think some issues they brought up are food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the light of the A levels coming, if u ppl think you have 1.5 hrs to spend watching this... lol okay you don't have that amt of time. so just remember to watch it after its all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116256904709175669?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116256904709175669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116256904709175669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116256904709175669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116256904709175669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpvideo.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116255074709885418</id><published>2006-11-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:45:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few hours ago i made the shocking discovery that ice cubes can exist at temperatures below 0 degrees Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new day new discoveries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116255074709885418?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116255074709885418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116255074709885418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116255074709885418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116255074709885418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-hours-ago-i-made-shocking.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116229412386862887</id><published>2006-10-31T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:28:43.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you either need more sleep or have used firefox for too long when you try to right click - shift up mouse to open word documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, my parents lost their passports in china. so fun. dun worrie for them, cos they already have tickets and travel documents and will come back at 3am. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116229412386862887?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116229412386862887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116229412386862887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116229412386862887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116229412386862887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-know-you-either-need-more-sleep-or.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116176560471720062</id><published>2006-10-25T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:40:04.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few weeks ago i read about the SG govt intending to provide free WIFI (basically wireless internet) services all over singapore next year. at 512kbps. the other pay-to-use companies responded saying they will probably have a 35MBPS connection running by end of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that the government was undertaking another rotten apple project (outside look good, inside crappy) that would probably be using up enough money to keep hundreds of less fortunate families from eating instant noodles for MONTHS. considering the upkeep on that connection, i think the money could just be used on the kids with the school pocket money fund. Why get people to donate a couple of million bucks a year through performances when the government can just give a billion or two to the foundation? And its not going against the idea of no welfare either, since the children shouldnt be the ones suffering because their parents had a bad education (or even lacked one) and thus couldnt find a job... it required the death of one parent to get a family 500k (which is a ridiculous sum, that i felt should have been shared with other families in the same plight instead).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The Gahmen probably will have to upgrade the thing if it is to stay up-to-date and all, but on reading a certain advert in the papers, i realise that WIFI isnt just some exclusive thing for people who have laptops. Something called SkyVoice and its akan datang (soon-to-come) copies will potentially half singtel and stahub's handphone business market share. remember skype and video messenging? only have to pay for your internet to use them? NOW YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO PAY FOR THE BLOODY INTERNET CONNECTION. GGnore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. i disclaim anything here that may be offensive to anyone. i know the ideas here arent really original or new. just that i think some other people are slower than me and can read this. heh. guess ill need to get a new phone soon. Do you think the wifi will be available at Tekong? ahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116176560471720062?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116176560471720062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116176560471720062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116176560471720062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116176560471720062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/10/few-weeks-ago-i-read-about-sg-govt.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-116127339049208321</id><published>2006-10-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:56:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think its called a "Revamp"? haha layout is different! yay! took quite a while to kope the code and edit it... and it didnt help that the stupid image cache screwed up my positioning of the links. so ya ive been helping zhouyue with her new blog and design. I think the concept art is not bad but the area is a llitle small.. and the text is harder to read than mine. spent quite long trying to get shadows on the text to let u see it (which was AFTER i realised u cant make the colours invert themselves when its like black words on black text in html, which sounds quite basic to me ;p) then i realised glow is about the best i can get. so now each letter makes its own nice space in the black black stuff so u can barely read it. Black on white on black isnt what i would call friendly to the eyes... maybe a font colour change? although that would go against the general idea of black,grey,white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to more ... pressing.. matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LEVELS ARE IN FOURTEEN DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;MATHS C : 80%&lt;br /&gt;FMATHS : 50%&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS : 0%&lt;br /&gt;ECONS : 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i sad? ya quite. does NOT help that i have to go to school for 1.5 hrs a day. instead of just going there for a full 10 hrs and be done with the whole revision crap they are holding. I wouldnt say its completely utterly stupid and useless, but I can probably do double the work IN THE TWO HOURS I SPEND GOING TO AND FROM THE BLOODY JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. can we ban the J1s from going to the school library? they dont fucking need it. Don't give me that crap about mugging in school when they're tests arent counted anyway and dont have to try to qualify for any S papers. Anyw i dun really think the lib is very conducive for studying. i think the time i spent stoning in bishan lib with qix and kenneth was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been concentrating a lot on maths this past week but i fear im running out of time. hopefully the boat will naturally become straight when it enters the channel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. January 11th 2007, BMTC School Two, Pulau Tekong. lawl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-116127339049208321?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/116127339049208321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=116127339049208321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116127339049208321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/116127339049208321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-its-called-revamp-haha-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115778835659539755</id><published>2006-09-09T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T15:52:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3113 Fire Noodles (Die Die Must Try; like, really die):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate it. "Shiok" might not be an accurate description of the insane triple chilli icons beside its name. Stupid trowa.. both of us suicided on it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how damage of time spells work? now imagine the 3113 chilli is a stackable spell. amount of damage i was taking basically multiplies over time cos i was eating mouthful after mouthful. Doesn't help that i drank (cold) water. Thats like "amplify damage" in all senses of the word. Had to stop eating after i took the first sip. Tongue felt like it was peeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least now i can say that i ate it. All of it. So did trowa, after a fashion lol. Not a very good thing to eat first time to Thai Express, but you should try it. Its a .. fascinating .. experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath: I predicted that the chilli will do weird things to my stomach. Somehow that didnt prevent me from going to bubble tea and drinking coffee-milk-tea. Stomach started bubbling soon after. i can safely tell you its not a comfortable feeling at all. Went away after a while, so i ignored it. Reached home, and quickly downed "Bao Zai Yun"(tm) if you dunno what that is, its basically something that constipates you to prevent you from, erm, excessive diarrhea. After that, logic then went to sleep and i did some very stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank milk. Fresh milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we know that chinese are lactose intolerant people, and that fresh milk on its own can cause diarrhea for us. Also, when you have indigestion, it is generally suicidal to drink milk. Well, since logic was out of the window, i drank a full cup of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those cool science experiments in secondary school where you mixed acid and base and you get cool reactions, resulting in salt precipitates and sometimes gas? Hm. Chilli is acidic, thats why its spicy in your mouth. Milk is also a common household basic liquid. Somehow that didnt occur to me until i started feeling things get a little rowdy in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew to the kitchen and got myself a cup of teh-o (thats tea without milk) and drained the cup. Have to note that teh-o is actually basic too ya? thats why it helps with stomach gastric and stuff. But somehow it helped and i didnt even have to go to the toilet. Cool ya? then i stayed up to 3:30 am lol. What do you expect? i just drank a cup of Coffee-milk-tea and a cup of hot tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I don't think i'm ever going to eat 3113 ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115778835659539755?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115778835659539755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115778835659539755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115778835659539755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115778835659539755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/09/3113-fire-noodles-die-die-must-try.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115736541814862026</id><published>2006-09-04T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:23:38.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115736541814862026?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115736541814862026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115736541814862026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115736541814862026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115736541814862026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-to-grow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115666925003098292</id><published>2006-08-27T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:00:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i propose that one does not donate money because his peers do not donate money. if your peers donate 5 dollars each to the famine relief fund then you yourself will be under pressure to donate. After all, donating is a good thing and not donating is not a bad thing. supererogatory ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest the United Nations imposes a 5% income tax on all rich nations in its member states, that is transferred without leakage (ie not used to pay for anything else and thus reduce the amount of corruption that takes place) to poor and impoverished nations of the world. if we all spend the same amount of money helping people who cant help themselves, why would anyone mind? After all that 150/3000 bucks wouldnt really go to anything that is a necessity to our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens of millions of people are dying to starvation. A few people are donating billions to charity. 22 billion may sounds like a lot, coming from the 2nd richest man in the world, but the world's population is (1626 hrs +8GMT 27/08/06) estimated to be 6.6 billion. Not counting the perhaps 3 billion people who live in poverty, of which 1.1 billion are subsisting (or not) on less than 1 USD a day, the other half of the world only has to come up with 10 dollars to far exceed that 22b from a single person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With about 11 million children dying before the age of 5 (2005), from health problems long eradicated in developed countries, we ponder on the concept of medicine, and wonder why despite holding the cure in our hands, we choose to let 11 million human beings die to respiratory infection, malaria, measles and even diarrhea. Instead of waiting for people to pay for the healthcare of other people's children, why cant pharmaceutical companies use their own profits to do some good with their medicine, which in the first place was meant to be a gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bless agriculture and stock raising&lt;br /&gt;   Banish all famine and diseases;&lt;br /&gt;   Fill the land with good health&lt;br /&gt;   And bless it." - part of the S.Africa's National Anthem, "God Bless Africa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the people of the developed nations, have been playing god for so long. with genetically modified food, we have boosted world crop yield multi-fold. we have indeed banished, as mentioned in the previous para, famine and diseases from our own land. What have we done other than that? we have shifted crop yield profits from farmers to those who provide the seeds. some have decided on subsidies to their own farmers to protect markets from others offering the same at lower prices. When supply is too high and threatens to reduce profits (unfortunately reduce prices so that the poor can afford more and live a better life) some choose to burn all the excess. What has this world come to and what has happened to logic and empathy in the face of commercialism? What is stopping us from blessing africa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is poverty to let a child die so that you may live as you wish." - Mother Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115666925003098292?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115666925003098292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115666925003098292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115666925003098292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115666925003098292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-propose-that-one-does-not-donate.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115651732415468630</id><published>2006-08-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:48:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            -Virginia Woolf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115651732415468630?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115651732415468630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115651732415468630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115651732415468630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115651732415468630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/08/each-has-his-past-shut-in-him-like.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115254065888040827</id><published>2006-07-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:10:58.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found a game by "Jenova CHEN" hahaha and found it quite fun. didnt have to think much playing it, and i realise i knew what i was supposed to do even without reading the how to play beforehand... lol except that i didnt know exactly how to kill things.. i thot i was too small to eat them.. go &lt;a href="http://intihuatani.usc.edu/cloud/flowing/"&gt;TRY IT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha heres some srcshots (Yes, i was THAT bored) anyw its quite fun, i completed it thrice already. boss fights are fun + the ending currently sucks cos that guy didnt link it back properly. apparently last time when u lost a fight with the bosses you have to restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6507/156/1600/flow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6507/156/320/flow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice right..&lt;br /&gt;go play haha..&lt;br /&gt;dont bother reading the instructions&lt;br /&gt;just learn on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;gd luck finding out how to get the second unit!&lt;br /&gt;GG i say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115254065888040827?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115254065888040827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115254065888040827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115254065888040827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115254065888040827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/07/found-game-by-jenova-chen-hahaha-and.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115165171480861812</id><published>2006-06-30T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:15:14.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WC PREDICTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany : Argentina&lt;br /&gt;      3 : 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy     : Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;      1 : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England : Portugal&lt;br /&gt;      1 : 1 (pen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil  : France&lt;br /&gt;      3 : 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany : Italy&lt;br /&gt;      3 : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil  : Portugal&lt;br /&gt;      2 : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany : Brazil&lt;br /&gt;      2 : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Phun Watching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115165171480861812?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115165171480861812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115165171480861812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115165171480861812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115165171480861812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/06/wc-predictions-germany-argentina-3-2.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115055121526140980</id><published>2006-06-17T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:33:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All humans are mammals.&lt;br /&gt;All mammals are animals.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, there are some humans who are animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) true&lt;br /&gt;b) false&lt;br /&gt;c) valid&lt;br /&gt;d) invalid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: D, because the statements do not prove that humans exist.&lt;br /&gt;GG Computron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115055121526140980?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115055121526140980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115055121526140980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115055121526140980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115055121526140980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-humans-are-mammals.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115036272975207749</id><published>2006-06-15T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T17:12:09.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eww... brazil match was quite disappointing.. only one goal, and most of the shots on goal were from outside the box... just drilling. Ronaldo was being inactive.. literally not doing much, he had like one shot on goal after like 70 minutes... and missed. Well, it was more jing cai than the stupid french match, got ronaldinho running thru the defence and then their passing will screw up. Did well bah.. the defence close in v. fast so they din have space to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the spain match &gt;&lt; cos i was feeling pissed with people who tell me not to watch when im watching, then tell me to watch when im not. 4:0 i only saw one. waiting for yahooworldcup to update for the matches. next match was quite drama lol... didnt know SA could score goals. didnt stay up for german match, even though i slept at like 3;30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115036272975207749?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115036272975207749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115036272975207749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115036272975207749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115036272975207749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/06/eww.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115022223846896898</id><published>2006-06-14T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T02:10:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t Korea 2 - 1 Togo haha thanks i can go be gambler liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I HATE FRANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. Those ppl downstairs HATE FRANCE TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115022223846896898?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115022223846896898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115022223846896898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115022223846896898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115022223846896898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/06/w00t-korea-2-1-togo-haha-thanks-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-115018841171461397</id><published>2006-06-13T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:46:51.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol.. i found a malaysian channel called SCTV.. showing live telecast of World Cup matches... stupid singapore tv.. stupid starhub, and u know.. i dun think the damaged malaysia feed was accidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw.. so far all the matches ive watched have been jing cai.. for example, i didnt watch teh england match. lol.. that one was damn funny when i read it in the papers.. cant imagine how people sat thru the remaining 87 mins. haha i watched&lt;br /&gt;Germany-Costa (6 goals)&lt;br /&gt;Mexico-Iran (4 goals)&lt;br /&gt;Japan-Australia (4 goals, although it was going to be 1 haha japan damn sad sia)&lt;br /&gt;Czech-USA (3 goals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol all very jing cai.. i think mexico was the best, czech match was gd all the way. reference to the portugal 1-0, netherlands 1-0 sweden 0-0 haha... only thing that was gd and i missed was the argentina one.. which was before i got the sctv haha. heres my picks for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOREA - Togo (guess which side im supporting. predicting 2:1, maybe 3:2 cos im watching it)&lt;br /&gt;Brazil - Croatia (^^ expectations are high) but i have no idea how im going to stay awake until 3am... maybe ill watch france.. although i suspect it will be a 1:0 game. well, if the brazil match has less than 3 goals u know i did watch it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw its nice having a coffee shop 12 storeys away.. somehow the distance doesnt dampen the "GOAL!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-115018841171461397?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/115018841171461397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=115018841171461397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115018841171461397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/115018841171461397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/06/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114908536237981561</id><published>2006-05-31T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:22:42.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haixx i got 640/800/640 = 2080 for sat1... i KNOW its quite gd already... but got people getting 2.2k... even ppl i thought i was better than -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u have the bad eggs like velu that are retaking with 2370...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall retake in october. really regret not signing up for june paper now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG, hopefully after 2nd attempt it will be nore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114908536237981561?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114908536237981561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114908536237981561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114908536237981561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114908536237981561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/haixx-i-got-640800640-2080-for-sat1.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114889447358001878</id><published>2006-05-29T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:21:13.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in other unrelated news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charles didnt win eswc:wc3 haha...&lt;br /&gt;gosubay didnt win eswc:wc3... but is representing singapore&lt;br /&gt;same goes for sbd in fifa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very weird how we send people who got 2nd for international competitions. It's quite bad that we send people who already lost (ie know that they are not really the best) for international competitions. of course, they are the "best" Singaporeans, but its quite badmanners letting people from other countries take part in ESWC Singapore. Thats like the malaysians coming over to pwn us during WCG Singapore. Regardless, i dont understand why Singapore lets them do this. Considering they have their own bloody competitions, which these Singapore No.1 malaysians Dont win. gg to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. in more unrelated news,&lt;br /&gt;my fridge is in my dining room beside the house door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whats the shortest length? (of handle)"&lt;br /&gt;"200mm"&lt;br /&gt;"Got 150?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114889447358001878?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114889447358001878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114889447358001878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114889447358001878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114889447358001878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-other-unrelated-news-charles-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114888847856198832</id><published>2006-05-29T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T15:41:18.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did you know that if u drip water on someone's head non-stop for days on end, the combined pressure is enough to cave in the skull?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i feel like someone ( i wont say who, since those who should know already know him very well) has been poking me in the back of my head repeatedly for the last 6 months. i seriously think he doesnt have a clue how much mental torture he's subjecting me to, and probably thinks he's right anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously feeling sibei depressed (pun intended) now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ happy holidays to you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114888847856198832?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114888847856198832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114888847856198832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114888847856198832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114888847856198832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/did-you-know-that-if-u-drip-water-on.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114839536291740189</id><published>2006-05-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:42:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youtube's been taking up lots of my time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninja moves! Parkour! Traceurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKrId1Gob0g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKrId1Gob0g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gogo its not pr0n or hardgay! just cool moves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114839536291740189?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114839536291740189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114839536291740189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114839536291740189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114839536291740189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/youtubes-been-taking-up-lots-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114831691471375578</id><published>2006-05-23T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:55:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my top 16 =D&lt;br /&gt;Germany&lt;br /&gt;Costa Rica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweden&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netherlands&lt;br /&gt;Serbia&amp;amp;Montenegro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal&lt;br /&gt;Iran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;br /&gt;Czech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;Korea Rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain&lt;br /&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ... this year dun have three powerhouses meeting in group stage.. but might have upsets! like england going out and TnT getting in is a possiblity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114831691471375578?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114831691471375578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114831691471375578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114831691471375578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114831691471375578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-top-16-d-germany-costa-rica-sweden.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114771164530596679</id><published>2006-05-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:47:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The English-speaking world is divided into those who have read The Lord Of The Rings and The Hobbit and those who are going to read them" - Sunday Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the latter... going to join the former soon. Found a two-year-old copy of LOTR in a bookcase, that my brother bought for me to read... which i didnt. Well, i intend to change that, and with all three parts in one book, its surprisingly unabridged and reminds me of a single copy of The Wheel Of Time... which indeed goes round in circles about a bush with numerous patterns and weaves........ erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the font size is about 7. Thats what happens when u put the entire LOTR into 1000 pages. my eyes tear after 2hrs of reading it, so im making slow progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i regret watching LOTR before reading hte book. Now when i read it my mind is filled with magic... and images of hollywood actors and actresses. I find myself unable to render my own depictions of characters in the book that i have already seen on screen. That has not reduced the book's lure though, the words my brother said so long ago were indeed true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah, get past the first 100 pages then not boring liao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.. that time i reached page 47 i was bored out of my wits and stopped.. now im at 244, and i don't intend to stop, simply because im not bored by the book. Anyone who wants to read it can borrow it from me, it didnt really cost much.. id say $8 for a 1100 page paperback of a classic is cheap stuff. ps. after im done of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114771164530596679?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114771164530596679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114771164530596679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114771164530596679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114771164530596679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/english-speaking-world-is-divided-into.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114727492838138719</id><published>2006-05-10T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:28:48.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>condolences to he who will not be reading this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*a moment of silence*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd night to you too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114727492838138719?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114727492838138719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114727492838138719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114727492838138719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114727492838138719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/condolences-to-he-who-will-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114692657102901830</id><published>2006-05-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:44:00.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;woot today is the day of the double post! haha nt cos i didnt blog recently, but cos elektions are over! or at least nothing i say will affect votes anymore =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;a few stuffs i have been thinking about, whether or not its completely my idea nt that impt yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;1) Tanjong Pagar got a lot of old people, but the lift upgrading programme by the pap doesnt seem to be encompassing that area. maybe its just a given and theres no point saying? what about the people in oppo parties? shudnt the funding be channelled to those who need it most, as compared to giving it to people as a carrot of a stick? (+3% to mount speed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;2a) The opposition party says they will work out a way to give their area lifts upgrading, but somehow cannot spend more than ?10%? of their reserves, and only if the people dont pay more than ?6k?. the PAP says the ongoing lifts upgrading is a PAP scheme... and say that they have ?100 million? prepared to give upgrading to ALL flats for FREE. [?? for i nt sure about actual figures, but thats a damn big carrot] well, i think people may still vote for opposition... not all of them are mules, and not all of them need the upgrading... but the oppo is offering exactly the same thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;2b) WHO CARES ABOUT THE LIFTS? why shud the lifts make up the main point of contention in the elections? i thot the whole point of opposition is to keep a check and balance on the government (ie PAP) to ensure they dont step out of line? only they have the power to request for financial reports and such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;3) Anyone wondered why the opo people are so active now? methinks it has something to do with the new pm... maybe they think they stand a better chance now. nt to say that LHL is bad... more like LKY is utter gosu. haha all that talk about singapore being soft authoritarian made me think that LKY was actually an authoritarian stuck in a democratic government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;4) what will happen if LHL doesnt win his grc? that will be A.D.(assured destruction) for our economy, our government and our way of life. wow.. doesnt that sound like terrorism? one wonders why he's in a contested grc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;*) haha if you don't vote its a crime... that entails a $5 dollar fine! At least thats what my sources state... nt sure about repeat offenders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;disclaimer: nah beh.. dun come after me for this k? anything incorrect here is not to defame anyone, im just some insignificant puddle typing stuff for my frends to absorb and serve as food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114692657102901830?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114692657102901830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114692657102901830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114692657102901830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114692657102901830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/woot-today-is-day-of-double-post-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114692441562323732</id><published>2006-05-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:13:09.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha kudos to zy for winning the compy! &lt;br /&gt;looking forward to your medal tally at imo! &lt;br /&gt;glhf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yum* h333.. dont feel the least bit guilty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took sat1 today. methinks shud be able to get full score on maths bah... hope don't end up like hung lol... english and writing nt v. gd though, essay i couldnt get my conclusion out, only took like 1.4 pages. (at least i beat charles haha) and there was this question where i didnt knwo the meaning of ALL 10 words in the answer save 1... and i put "A" for it! hahaha i dun like playing zero-sum games in 1Player. anyw i think 2k shud nt be that hard to get, but i think 2200 is unattainable. cos my time damn short sia... got one part i left 3 questions blank, then came back from break to tikam(this means GUESS). zz stupid chen... said he had extra time for all sections, and knew all the meanings of all the questions.. sibei demoralised cos of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*revelation* EXTENSIVE READING IMPROVES VOCABULARY&lt;br /&gt;zzz... a bit late to start, but anyone know any GOOD books that have @&amp;$! vocab? Stephen King might be a bit overkill on the vocab side for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol got linked to this site from one of the cs sites i visit... cool description no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;br /&gt;"http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minghan --&lt;br /&gt;A person who is constantly high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Kwek --&lt;br /&gt;A person of questionable sanity who starts their own cult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah nvm... i realised the site doesnt give the same thing for the same name.. boo...&lt;br /&gt;anyway the last thing i got was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenghao --&lt;br /&gt;A person who falls into an outhouse and dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114692441562323732?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114692441562323732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114692441562323732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114692441562323732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114692441562323732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha-kudos-to-zy-for-winning-compy.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114666204873299768</id><published>2006-05-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:14:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Good priests never die; they just fade away." - Allakazam (WoW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He tinker therefore I AM" - Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Form a big rock lah. Big rock must go US then can see" - Changyuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The system is currently busy. Please try again later." - NS.sg password change system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls don't like boys; girls like cars and mon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehhh .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funn&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehhh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114666204873299768?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114666204873299768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114666204873299768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114666204873299768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114666204873299768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-priests-never-die-they-just-fade.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114527251565966090</id><published>2006-04-17T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:27:10.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont really have anything to put here...&lt;br /&gt;this is one of those for-the-sake-of-entry entries...&lt;br /&gt;and i still didn't have anything to put here...&lt;br /&gt;so i went to find something to paste here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span fo="http://www.w3.org/1999/XSL/Format" class="content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is neurally mediated syncope?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span fo="http://www.w3.org/1999/XSL/Format" class="content"&gt;Neurally mediated syncope (NMS) is called also neurocardiogenic, vasovagal, vasodepressor or reflex mediated syncope. It's a benign (and the most frequent) cause of fainting. However, life-threatening conditions may also manifest as syncope. NMS is more common in children and young adults, although it can occur at any age. NMS happens because blood pressure drops, reducing circulation to the brain and causing loss of consciousness. Typical NMS occurs while standing and is often preceded by a sensation of warmth, nausea, lightheadedness and visual "grayout." If the syncope is prolonged, it can trigger a seizure. Placing the person in a reclining position will restore blood flow and consciousness and end the seizure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' sed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114527251565966090?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114527251565966090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114527251565966090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114527251565966090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114527251565966090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-really-have-anything-to-put-here.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114459474498693901</id><published>2006-04-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T23:00:04.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuperBand :: ended being a lousy rubber bland. (parns intended)&lt;br /&gt;after so much hoohaa, i realised some of them are cmi before they started singing&lt;br /&gt;"wuha! wuha! wuha!" i thought there was something wrong with the speakers and mics... nobody who was shouting sounded like he was shouting... and nobody seemed to be making much hoohaa at the place.. i think those ppl who were at suntec were falling asleep standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some bands ( in order of appearance since im watching now):&lt;br /&gt;= b6 "Jade" sounds okay.. but they died anyway.&lt;br /&gt;= b7 "Yuan1 Shen1 Dai4" is better. they sound a bit like a choir, but got cool boombox ppl haha. the lead singer looks like some getai guy i saw before... loL... the judges dun like them&lt;br /&gt;= b8 "jingbaoyuetuan" cool they're not bad... they actually pull off being a chinese band haha. the speakers pwnt them though.. haha lead singer kiss mic = louder.&lt;br /&gt;= wtf. the host "milk" just pwn'd all the ppl before him in dancing... gg to all the groups that only sing and dance.&lt;br /&gt;= b9 Juz-b! siledouyaoai! msiaomfgwtfpwn. hahaha lol 'tis biased opinion. hm judges giving opinions in chinese lol... pronunciation nt gd, their speed was too fast, but the lead singer can reach! haha.&lt;br /&gt;= b11 milubing? sounded nt bad.. but the mic pwned them.. SERIOUSLY THEY SHOULD NOTICE NOBODY COULD SING LOUDLY (except the guy who kissed the mic throughout the song)&lt;br /&gt;= b12 eyecandy. they ok lar.. most girls can sing -_-" father says.. they go on tv famous liao... can... "go nightclub and sing." wtf.&lt;br /&gt;= b13 defuse. father says... "the lead sounds like he's robbing a bank." lol... i can stop giving my own comments liao.. his are damn entertaining. heres mine: the guitar is good haha.&lt;br /&gt;= b14 duet: where sthe band? BUT they sing well.. like... 14 &gt; 1-13 kind of WELL. wonder how come they are considered a band... but they arent gonna get kicked this rnd.&lt;br /&gt;= b15 dumpling :: "YiKao-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!". lead is okay bah.. i think he pullllllllllllll too much liao.&lt;br /&gt;= b17 SOUL - &lt;89757&gt; "see, must have two ppl sing, youre not wanglihong youre not zhangxueyou, cannot sing alone" .. haha yeah they are good. dancing is sync'd, they're singing sounds like a boyband. haha they look like one of those that already have contract and come and bm.&lt;br /&gt;= b18 snoopy* LastbanD the red devil v. power... the rapper is the only one in the compy lol.. the judges seem to like them. i dun really like them. "nt bad" basically repeated wat the judges said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its 11pm... stupid gheys made the thing too long. kk nightz all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GGxxyyzz..." "!?!?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114459474498693901?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114459474498693901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114459474498693901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114459474498693901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114459474498693901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-of-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114370549896045543</id><published>2006-03-30T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:58:18.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ughz. haha missed school to go for medical checkup =D&lt;br /&gt;went there at 1000... only ended at 1400... woot sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid instruction form... i wore pt attire&lt;br /&gt;(only one i had = big RJ sign on front and back -_-")&lt;br /&gt;was getting mixed reactions...&lt;br /&gt;1) polite = probably ex-rafflesian 20%&lt;br /&gt;2) bochup = probably "erps why he wear this" 50%&lt;br /&gt;3) tmdknnccb = doesnt like RJ 30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in... the ppl mostly wearing home clothes... got some wearing jeans lol.. pt attire my s.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. started with urine test... damn systematic all the tests,. the guy was like&lt;br /&gt;"take bottle take stick. instructions in toilet." for everyone who walked past him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that got blood test... at first is the pin prick one... not worth mention, then, got the take blood to send for tests one&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was standing in the queue, watching ppl get their blood samples taken. dunno if it was ph34r, but i tried to suppress the urge to run away.. at that point, i realised there was this interesting sunspot in front of my eyes... then i put my hand to my chest (dun ask y) and couldnt feel my heart beating o.O&lt;br /&gt;"I think my heart stopped beating." - utterly retarded statement, but yes.. i was quite shocked.&lt;br /&gt;then the doc asked someone to help him support me... i took two steps, and i had this damn big black patch in the middle of my vision... took another few steps out of the room with support, all i had left was the edges of my vision&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;sat down and lied down on some leather bed thing (like those for psychatric) and suddenly my vision went back to normal... doc ask me rest and ask me if i ate breakfast etc..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;w00t manz. i say that was eventful... i think right... i didnt panic at all.. everything was ... rather bochup now that i think back of it.. i think i was thinking i was having a heart atk.. but no pain, so cannot be. haha mesa no likes fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that more or less nothing liaoz *breaks for lunch brb*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i advise wearing something you can take off easily.. will be spending about 30 minutes with your shirt off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114370549896045543?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114370549896045543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114370549896045543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114370549896045543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114370549896045543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/03/ughz.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114355177003517369</id><published>2006-03-28T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:16:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgwth. cgc teacher got some "anti-addiction" guy to talk to execo. ... they want cgc to teach parents to play maple story.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bwa&lt;/span&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;%#(*$&amp;amp;@(%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. anyw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; econs: 43.3%&lt;br /&gt; fmaths: 32.9%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to those whom it may concern)&lt;br /&gt;before you feel sad... haha note that there are other ppl who are as screwed up as j00, are f1ll3d w/ t3h ph34r... and are going to go poke little mushrooms on mapleSEA in about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Joey FTW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114355177003517369?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114355177003517369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114355177003517369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114355177003517369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114355177003517369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/03/omgwth.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114234337228540776</id><published>2006-03-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T21:36:12.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Olympiad in Informatics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact #1: 50% of participants recieve medals, G:S:B ratio is 1:2:3.&lt;br /&gt;fact #2: there were 80 participants.&lt;br /&gt;fact #3: i already got silver last year.&lt;br /&gt;fact #4: i seriously think i could have done 300% better (i think my performance was about 3/10)&lt;br /&gt;fact #5: i still got silver this year.&lt;br /&gt;fact #6: i think i missed gold by one question, which i should have been able to complete in 20minutes, but somehow i didnt manage to finish reading the question. might have been because of lack of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;fact #7: RI got first, HC(high) got second.&lt;br /&gt;fact #8: RJ got first, HC(jc) got second.&lt;br /&gt;fact #9: Hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols So Far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact #1: i got my world of warcraft shaman to lvl 48.&lt;br /&gt;fact #2: ive been playing this game all day, all night.&lt;br /&gt;fact #3: i will probably play it after this.&lt;br /&gt;fact #4: if i dont reply to your msn chat.. im probably in a full-screen program, no prizes for guessing what.&lt;br /&gt;fact #5: i have a micromouse competition on wednesday (and maybe thursday) after hols.&lt;br /&gt;fact #6: just so happens physics CT is on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;fact #7: i think i shud study maths.. or die horribly.&lt;br /&gt;fact #8: somehow i know theres no spirit healer in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;fact #9: i think my tremor totems wont save me from t3h ph34r...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mehh*...&lt;br /&gt;(or rather)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MOO*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114234337228540776?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114234337228540776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114234337228540776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114234337228540776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114234337228540776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/03/national-olympiad-in-informatics-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114129521591398565</id><published>2006-03-02T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T18:26:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm. got nothign much to say. except that i seriously need sleep (yes, wesley too), have a competition on saturday (yes, yes, practising now...) and do not intend to do work until after saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. took a funny srcshot a few weeks ago, ppl who play wow will understand it fully, and perhaps with a little thinking you would g37 73h funn13 700.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://h1.ripway.com/solo88/WoWLoL.JPG"&gt;http://h1.ripway.com/solo88/WoWLoL.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114129521591398565?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114129521591398565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114129521591398565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114129521591398565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114129521591398565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/03/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-114018974731791461</id><published>2006-02-17T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:22:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate ppl who give this feeling to me.&lt;br /&gt;.. nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-114018974731791461?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/114018974731791461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=114018974731791461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114018974731791461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/114018974731791461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113984199959646266</id><published>2006-02-13T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:59:00.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;What's fscked up and everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Check my vital signs&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm still alive and I walk alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:garamond;"&gt;♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|-|4|`|`Y  \/.|)4Y 2 7|-|053 w/ 5|`3(14|_ 50/\/\3-1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who have theirs overseas,&lt;br /&gt;love has no boundaries ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who have no0ne,&lt;br /&gt;remember you're alive and that&lt;br /&gt;you're not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i walk alone&lt;/span&gt; .~&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113984199959646266?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113984199959646266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113984199959646266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113984199959646266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113984199959646266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/02/read-between-lines-whats-fscked-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113972669490678461</id><published>2006-02-12T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:44:54.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy.. does everyone who read this thing know i have a quotes page?... its on the bottom left hand corner k... "QUOTA" links to it. somehow i think i prefer the 5x larger windows document .html to this notepad one.. cos of all the colour and font editing deleted when i transferred it to notepad... sigh... and i even took the trouble to add &lt;br /&gt; to every single line in that notepad file.. i rocks right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps if you want proof go view source... got one nice margin of &lt;br /&gt; there. hehe jokeoftheday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113972669490678461?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113972669490678461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113972669490678461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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counting triangles.. where i scored 10/100... sighh.. so i went to analyse possible mistakes.. and those i found were... quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Count.exe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my N choose R function made me put a 31! into a maximum 2^32 integer... for those who don't understand... i tried to put a 32 digit number into a memory size suited for a max 10-digit... worst part is... the way to work around it is so simple... the code is shorter than the wrong one!!! gragh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;for (c2=2; c2&lt;(line+1); c2++)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;//n!... basically where i end up with the 33!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   a= a*c2;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;for (c2=2; c2&lt;(line-2); c2++)  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//(n-3)! ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   b= b*c2;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;c= (a / b) / 6;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;for (c1=(line-2); c1&lt;(line+1); c1++)  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//n(n-1)(n-2) ... max 32736. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   a= a * c1;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;c= a / 6;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Prawn.exe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;...for loop at the end of the program is supposed to pick the n highest variables and subtract them... sounds simple? i thot so too... but my for loop subtracts the highest variable n times!!! w333...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... could have easily gotten 2nd or 3rd... and about double my score. oh wells reflection over. time for some sleep. ~yeahh~ sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113948573311749487?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113948573311749487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113948573311749487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113948573311749487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113948573311749487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/02/well_09.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113898177510454424</id><published>2006-02-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:51:34.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hm. update on my drawings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha i can draw eyes that appear to be the same size now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; probably just need more practice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyw i realise most manga artists dun draw legs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; even in the full page pictures ppl are usually cut off at just below the waist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hence i have no idea how to draw legs.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;can more or less draw faces now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;although i still cant show anything other than happy and sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not very gd at clothes.. find it very very hard to get the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;silhouette right, and even harder to make the clothes look like gravity is acting on them.. err nvm if u dun get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps. i have no idea how to draw long hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113898177510454424?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113898177510454424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113898177510454424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113898177510454424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113898177510454424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/02/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113889371436068957</id><published>2006-02-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:21:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fsck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ph43r 73h G00g13 5t0ck5 m4n...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113889371436068957?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113889371436068957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113889371436068957' title='0 Comments'/><link 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might be mold T_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dettol'd it... now its mold-free! and also 99.9% bacteria free!... i also do not want to touch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. im very happy that its okay now...&lt;br /&gt;so happy that i decided to blog about it. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113868360847219965?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113868360847219965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113868360847219965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113868360847219965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wow you are uber pwnage" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how did that happen mah" - shaman&lt;br /&gt;"i used "replace all" ona 250kb file" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wow" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you have reached the pinnacle of uber pwnageness" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thaanks" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just thought of a method... that will give my finger cramps" - me&lt;br /&gt;"wad? retype?" - shaman&lt;br /&gt;"its called the [Down - Home - CtrlV]  method" - me&lt;br /&gt;"omg... you suicidal?" - shaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"{Left - Down - ` - ReplaceAll} is more ownage than {Down - Home - Ctrl V}" - me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113854459855124108?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113854459855124108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113854459855124108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113854459855124108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113854459855124108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/01/converted-my-quota.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113853855737615529</id><published>2006-01-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:45:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished reading /\/\36470ky0 up to the current strip! (thats &gt;800 strips!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"suddenly" very interested in sketching anime lol... although the only cai2 liao4 i have is the SamuraiX series and Suzuka... the latter being very unsuitable for existing anywhere near sight of my parents... stupid author likes suggestive covers... anyw, dun have a scanner nor camera (yes, i dun even have a cam now) so i guess i wont be showing anything i drew to anyone ^^. I realise i could bring it to school though.. but i shall wait until i can draw without copying wholesale from the comic itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Guys are a lot easier to draw!&lt;br /&gt;pps. Clothes are hard to draw, but Eyes are worse!&lt;br /&gt;ppps. Drawing Anime is Phun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113853855737615529?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113853855737615529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113853855737615529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113853855737615529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113853855737615529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/01/finished-reading-36470ky0-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113819654705335254</id><published>2006-01-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:42:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to self* is a middle middle class child. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that children in our society today are too protected. Pampered and spoilt would be more negative terms to describe this. There is this particular J1 i met in RJ not too long ago, and i can safely say that if he had not gone to RJ he would have gone to the hospital a few times before january ended. His (yes, its not a girl) incredible lack of the ability to phrase his sentences in a way that does not offend is indeed a double-edge sword. That is, if you intend to piss off anyone you speak to. He... seems to be very full of himself. I cant say thats a bad thing, but when he speaks to fellow J1s with such confidence, such lack of any form of respect, its difficult for me to say that thru-train is a good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough said about that one bad example, I feel that most kids/adolescents are very protected by their parents. Me, being self-proclaimed middle middle class, has not done house work (excluding washing shoes or ironing my own clothes) for about a year now.. basically am not asked to help. How many people you know can say they know how to eat fish stomachs? Currently i cant eat most of it unless i use my hands to pick off the bones. My parents were both in poor families and keep telling me about how their lives were like when they were young, but we still throw away food that we cant finish (if this sounds perfectly normal to you, youre in the same boat as me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to say is that this protective barrier we have around us might actually have negative effects... its like how, if a [very very rich] kid lives in a very very clean house when he is young, and almost never has to leave the house, the day he finally does he may find that he is allergic to dust, allergic to grass, and end up in a hospital from normal bacteria we face everyday. When we finally leave this protection to strike out on our own, how far can we truly go before we meet something we have never had to face before? Singapore's no guns, no drugs, no pr0n, and all those death penalties; all of which would only amount to a fine in another country. Racial and Religious harmony is such an important aspect of our society that our tolerance towards Race and Religion has become a given; Racist comments (among people who know each other) are easily taken to be jokes. Such is not the case in other countries. With the recent terror events that have shaken the world about (but apparently not Singapore) people are becoming intolerant and untrusting of others of different race or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, how far can we truly go in this world, after being in our protective environment for so long? Only time will tell, if the tenderf337  of Singapore can survive the world outside the Matrix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113819654705335254?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113819654705335254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113819654705335254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113819654705335254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113819654705335254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/01/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113705994276480810</id><published>2006-01-12T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:59:02.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought a razor for $19 today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i can say i wont be needing to use it for a few weeks hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used the conventional manual razor blade kind before.. and by comparison,&lt;br /&gt;the braun 350 s*cks. very very badly su*ks.&lt;br /&gt;"maybe i dunno how to use it?" righttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My upper lip red liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;{sinjipuah}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113705994276480810?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113705994276480810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113705994276480810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113705994276480810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113705994276480810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2006/01/bought-razor-for-19-today.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113568156345499873</id><published>2005-12-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:06:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got a new phone. nokia 6030&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no camera.&lt;br /&gt;no infrared.&lt;br /&gt;no bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i not pay 30 dollars more and get a phone that has all of the above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113568156345499873?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113568156345499873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113568156345499873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113568156345499873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113568156345499873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/got-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113552136831836933</id><published>2005-12-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:21:22.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz... i sing very very loudly. other ppl sing.. i sing.. i blk out their sound. completely. quite sure its not proximity to the recorder liao... zzz... not entirely my fault k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think next time u ppl go kbox.. i shudnt go. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only time cheng sang loudly was when i went toilet, i say wtf.&lt;br /&gt;must be i took the mic from him. dun rmber liao. haha... heres proof. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.. upload to.. filefront i think. hm. yes i think filefront will handle it better.&lt;br /&gt;clk the filefront link under psing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: finished editing a few. erm. taking requests for censorship now.&lt;br /&gt;gd luck making it through some of them. z0mg. i listened to them all the way thru okay.. except "barbie girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.edit: some of the raw sound files were corrupted. gg. found a cheng solo，情书! but the feedback from ho was imba. cut off the starting part.. so we get about 1 min of cheng and about 2 min of ho. ho ho ho merry xmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.edit: its 12.20 now.. and i can tell u.. its DAMN scary when the corrupted part starts playing... sounds like some alien shet man.. pwnz "The Ring"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113552136831836933?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113552136831836933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113552136831836933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113552136831836933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113552136831836933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113509505075713325</id><published>2005-12-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:10:50.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW WHAT TIME WHERE??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn is down.&lt;br /&gt;wow is down.&lt;br /&gt;no longer have a handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel cutoff from the rest of the world. at 12.10 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to reupload my quotes.. will put the link up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113509505075713325?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113509505075713325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113509505075713325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113509505075713325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113509505075713325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/tomorrow-what-time-where-msn-is-down.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113423719538657502</id><published>2005-12-11T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:53:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIcSc camp was nice... very tiring too... i'm too tired to say much now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~.~&lt;/span&gt; i lost my handphone... more like it got stolen... having a brain that cant remember a thing doesnt help. i think i might have had it under lock and key in the autolab, which would mean the stupid guards check the room for stealable stuff everyday... Bah. or it might have been a sec one who koped it.. some of them are... qian zou. last thing i sent on it was the sms to tell zhihua "ya." lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt; mmm... survived on 3 hrs of sleep in 48 hrs.. didnt sleep at all on the last day, and ate 3 slices of pizza for dinner.. it was a wonder i managed to forgo food up till 10+ when we reached j8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;^^&lt;/span&gt; 24hrs of DotA/CS was gd stuff... esp since we didnt have to stop for courses... haha i was quite surprised that the sec fours play so well... underestimated the challenge i would face in CS... haha daniel sim is pro sniper wor.. and dota was phun too. ppl like chen, krithin and dc learned how to play dota! lol it was quite sian playing with them sometimes.. but v. funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 hrs lan cost me 288 dollars... expensive sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GGxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113423719538657502?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113423719538657502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113423719538657502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113423719538657502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113423719538657502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/ricsc-camp-was-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113378710279945879</id><published>2005-12-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:51:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stumbled onto this while trying to get a ps vid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Putfile Says Goodbye To Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dawn on December 2nd 2005, Singapore hanged a citizen of Australia, despite a plea for clemency from the United Nations. Whilst Putfile is not a human rights campaigning organization, we believe that if a country must have the death penalty, there is no need for it be barbaric. It is enough of a punishment, and a deterrent, to take someone's life in a painless manner, without having to be barbaric about it. Putfile prefers to not continue to provide our free uploading service to a country that executes prisoners by hanging, a method of execution which can take up to six minutes to painfully execute the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, we are at this time terminating all service to users from Singapore. We shall be happy to restore service following any positive move from the government of Singapore towards abolition of hanging as an execution method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putfile.&lt;/span&gt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should have known it was capital punishment for bringing drugs here.. we are not like amsterdam, were drugs and other vices are legal. and it wasnt a small amount he brought in. if we were to give clemency to him, what will other traffickers do in the future? Ah wells... putfile is just one of the many organisations putting themselves behind a man who could have condemned hundreds of singaporean lives by bringing in drugs for the sake of money. it is/was a free service anyway, and making it such that ip 165.xx cannot access it would be easy.. at least they bothered to type so much for such a small country. (other countries won't see this message)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113378710279945879?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113378710279945879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113378710279945879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113378710279945879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113378710279945879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/stumbled-onto-this-while-trying-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113378381171765309</id><published>2005-12-05T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T19:56:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt;!!1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 chin-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... just thought you should know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113378381171765309?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113378381171765309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113378381171765309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113378381171765309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113378381171765309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/12/w00t1-6-chin-ups.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113318591754394494</id><published>2005-11-28T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:51:57.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time since my last post.. shall fill u in on what ive been up to for mi holss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent done any homework... lol.. i guess thats wrong right? i might be rushing stuff after christmas again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got Wheel Of Time - Knife of Dreams from kenneth.. my read speed maxes out at 30 pages per hour... so.. i havent finished it. spent super long on it already. BTW.. this is the ELEVENTH book in the series. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got hooked on warcraft 3 RPGs.. find myself on custom games looking for RPGs hosted by americans.. and then spending hours on them.. and if i like them.. i host them myself =D.. and spend even more time on them XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to find a WheelOfTime MUD (MUD = Multi-User Domain) so i can play a fun RPG haha,, but the one i played was boring and i found myself playing an old MUD called AardWolf... that had nothing to do with my Wheel Of Time quarry in the first place -_-" i played it for 17 hours...not all at once.. but within 3 days. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to find (or rather my brother has been trying) a 'good' WorldOfWarcraft private server.. but to no avail. and by 'good' i mean playable ping/latency below 3000... the best one we found had 2000+ latency, and some questors were buggy... that was all "bearable", except it was in French. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ive been quite fruitless in my holiday exploits... hm. theres a ricsc camp next wk.. but since its a computer science club camp... i will have a computer! =D and its a leisure camp... i will have fun and games! =D i wuv CSC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113318591754394494?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113318591754394494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113318591754394494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113318591754394494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113318591754394494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/11/been-long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113161917773201033</id><published>2005-11-10T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:39:37.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>disclaimer : the following was typed by a self-proclaimed free-thinker (nontheist) any errors in statements are not intended, and are caused purely by this one person's misconception of other people's belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun sue mi, dun scold mi, dun jail mi, just refrain from being a f*cker. zzz its not worth it... should template this...&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things i thought about in the recent past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  I don't understand something. Christians are so friendly (type1: when they are trying to convert you, type2: generally damn nice people, type3: when you are alrdy christian) to people, but they will become similar to JI if u try and defame Him. erm defame is a wrong expression. a better one would be if u are named heretic, they will PWN u. now, this is not what i don't understand... i will try and make it sound simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    they say:&lt;br /&gt;    believer vs. non-believer &lt;br /&gt;    = equals since to believe is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;    BUT&lt;br /&gt;    make ppl believer vs. make ppl non-believer &lt;br /&gt;    = saviour vs. heretic&lt;br /&gt;    ... which ... have different treatments. &lt;br /&gt;    [i dun care what u have to say even if u might.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) JI owns malaysia?!? what? heard something about how malaysia doesnt want to ban JI cos... the legal side of JI hires a lot of people... I hope this is wrong. ... either way its wrong. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "It's not that i don't believe in God or that we have no Creator, I just don't believe in Religion." - puddle 2004.&lt;br /&gt;In elaborated form, what i mean is that i do NOT need anyone's instruction for me to decide not to kill people, commit adultery, or steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Freethinker sounds nicer than nontheist. not sure where this term came to mean the latter, but "Freethought is the practice of attempting to form one's opinions independently of or unlimited by tradition, authority, established belief, preconception, prejudice or any agenda that might compromise the free exercise of thought. It is pertinent both to religious and to non-religious beliefs. Freethought has at times been narrowly described as entailing an anti-religious perspective, but a freethinker would deny such a view on the ground that any constraint necessarily impedes the free exercise of thought. Thought cannot be forced to run in specific channels or to maintain a prescribed point of view if thought is to remain free." - wikipedia. in english, my thoughts and actions are not affected by religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i forgot what was supposed to be here cos i had to type a disclaimer to prevent gheys from getting angry over a kid's words and send me to jail for blasphemy or try to pwnz me in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just reflected a lot of light man... or did i just ripple?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113161917773201033?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113161917773201033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113161917773201033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113161917773201033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113161917773201033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/11/disclaimer-following-was-typed-by-self.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113119941584272235</id><published>2005-11-05T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:03:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Pk is true =&gt; Pk+1 is true"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2in1 BBQ =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;food cooked by self =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food is &lt;50% cooked =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not gd for health =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomach feels bad =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diarrhoea =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diarrhoea =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diarrhoea =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diarrhoea =&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt really feel that bad for the first few...&lt;br /&gt;still playing cs and climbing maps...&lt;br /&gt;felt worse from cs hangover than stomach pains...&lt;br /&gt;mmm next time can we go sakae... &lt;br /&gt;at least i wont be cooking anythin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. lets not have a class t-shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113119941584272235?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113119941584272235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113119941584272235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113119941584272235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113119941584272235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/11/pk-is-true-pk1-is-true-2in1-bbq-food.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-113015660842775066</id><published>2005-10-24T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:23:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;first of all, i dun like being ignored. its okay to get criticised, its not okay to be ignored and then im the one being bm for criticising other ppl's designs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, i think carmen's design trashes everyone elses.. but i think every colour on the shirt means extra x amount of money for the shirt, where y = mx + C, C const.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, i don't think pink and brown will work. although i think maybe the colours i tried are wrong and maybe the words are too big... you get the idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth, i spent about 1hr on the "concept" during maths lecture and 30 min in Paint instead of concentrating on my impt OP... hope you will at least look at this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/TEMP/wt.JPG&lt;br /&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/TEMP/wt2.JPG&lt;br /&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/TEMP/wt3.JPG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-113015660842775066?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/113015660842775066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=113015660842775066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113015660842775066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/113015660842775066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-shirt.html' title='Class Shirt'/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112982569493944760</id><published>2005-10-21T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:28:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol i decided i wont continue editing the raw recordings.. so those u see below are the final few i edited.. mainly cos nobody dled anything from the server (i can check) only hung wants them, so i'll just transfer using thumbdrive. and also cos even if people wanted them the max bandwidth per day is 10mb for my webhosting... i could put them on filefront, but that... will mean u take 5 clicks to get one file. haha.. anyone interested can ask for the songs directly from me... btw the RAW files before editing were 100mb for 20 songs... soooo... and the recording "noise pollution" was quite terrible too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. i edited the last one.. which is my only recorded song, since soon after that the thing ran out of batt... haha sry ppl u will only hv the off key Yi Liao Bai Liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/YiLiaoBaiLiao.avi"&gt;YiLiaoBaiLiao.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112982569493944760?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112982569493944760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112982569493944760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112982569493944760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112982569493944760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/lol-i-decided-i-wont-continue-editing.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112954806986784488</id><published>2005-10-17T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T10:49:12.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzZ i &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; say i would do this if someone did it first.. damn u zhihua &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; wenloong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions of the tag: Given a topic, you are to write down your answers in your blog, and then send the same topic to 5 other people. Write down the names of these 5 people and link to them on your blog. Go visit their blogs to notify them that they are tagged. The 5 people who are tagged should, in their own blogs, write down the name and the link of the person who tagged them, answer the same topic, and send it to another 5 people, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the topic is Top 5 Quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when i listen to a song a few times.. "if i like it", then when i hear it again, on the radio/ on tv, it will get stuck in my head for a while (1 hr or so).. in that time i will be humming the tune, singing the chorus etc... not sure if this qualifies as a quirk, but i do it anytime, anyplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i dig my nose! with... my fingers! resulting in big nostrils.. or a big nose if u wish.. although i dun like to let ppl know that, i dun really have a choice, since i seem to always have "sighness" that doesnt stop... flu? lol i'll be dead already. I think today i was sick bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i still luv my stuffed toys! three of them sleep with me! got one dog, one small dolphin, one big dolphin. hehe. i luv dolphins too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) hm. I play guitar. sounds normal? well, i only know one song, and i only play that one song. a few times. everytime i play the guitar. haha. i never bothered to learn anything else, not being able to sight-read is a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) fifth one ar... i "like" to chase buses... haha.. realli no idea what else to write le.. mornings i know roughly what time the bus comes, so when a bit late i will walk fast fast until i "within running distance" of the busstop, then i will (shud be habit liao bah) slow down and relac a bit. if i see the bus then i will run fast fast and catch the bus. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the five people i shall saboh.. &lt;br /&gt;cheng&lt;br /&gt;kai hong&lt;br /&gt;daphne&lt;br /&gt;chork&lt;br /&gt;shifu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112954806986784488?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112954806986784488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112954806986784488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112954806986784488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112954806986784488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/zzz-i-did-say-i-would-do-this-if.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112936744370293323</id><published>2005-10-16T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:10:43.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-promos</title><content type='html'>promos are over... one week sort of "break" ended yesterday... i got sick yesterday too.. walked from j8 to sch, then immediately went into library.. think i caught a cold. thought it was just sighness (however its spelled) but it wasnt.. lol i wanted to sleep, then remembered got peacemaker and scraprin at 11pm.. so i stayed awake.. wah felt like shet man.. okay now le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my frens under academic review.. i v. sad.. but also no choice bah. he damn slack one.. now getting #(^&amp;$ by teachers liao.. only one teacher standing up for him sia.. the rest... hate him. haix dunno what to say lor.. make me feel damn lethargic oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzZ can we have outing soon? that we implies generally anyone i know. hm. i think. im. quite. desperate. for. an. outing. go kbox again oso never mind. watch movie waste money oso never mind. LaN oso never mind. tennis, i WANT, so never mind. anything oso can... lol why everyone so sad with their results... im not complaining about anythign lor.. and besides, when you feel sad/dulan/sian/pissed you can go kbox and scream it all out what.. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112936744370293323?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112936744370293323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112936744370293323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112936744370293323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112936744370293323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-promos.html' title='post-promos'/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112902686366351373</id><published>2005-10-11T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:34:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah.. they dont sound gd.. and ppl like to talk a lot haha like me... some sound gd though.. maybe i shud just edit those.. and dont bother about the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/AnJing.avi"&gt;AnJing.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/BeforeIFallInLove.avi"&gt;BeforeIFallInLove.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/Mambo.avi"&gt;Mambo.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/PrettyBoy.avi"&gt;PrettyBoy.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/QiLiXiang.avi"&gt;QiLiXiang.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/ShowMeTheMeaning.avi"&gt;ShowMeTheMeaning.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/WhereIsTheLove.avi"&gt;WhereIsTheLove.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/WhereverYouWillGo.avi"&gt;WhereverYouWillGo.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/Kone/WuKeQuDai.avi"&gt;WuKeQuDai.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112902686366351373?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112902686366351373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112902686366351373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112902686366351373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112902686366351373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112895830512705869</id><published>2005-10-10T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:31:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was funnn... first time i scream so much using dan tian.. too bad i still cant reach the bloody notes.. hahahah never mind.. i think ill be the only guy (who went) who still has his voice tmr morning.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah tired.. just wanted to say.. i recorded about 24 tracks, and am going to (soon) edit them.. haha too bad theres no shijiemori.. only have the yiliaobailiao which i went off key hahaha... cos the wewa! PMC ran out of battery hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most bm ppl today.. top 3 hall of fame:&lt;br /&gt;me. sitting beside the mic doesnt help.&lt;br /&gt;eunice. uses mic.&lt;br /&gt;the auntie who comes in to ask for drinks. her voice projection is ownage too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dasongsihaveee:D -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anjing&lt;br /&gt;showmethemeaningofbeinglonely&lt;br /&gt;qilixiang&lt;br /&gt;mambo no.5&lt;br /&gt;wuding&lt;br /&gt;tadejiemao&lt;br /&gt;beforeifallinlove&lt;br /&gt;liewnian&lt;br /&gt;yiliaobailiao&lt;br /&gt;laoshuaidami&lt;br /&gt;dongfengpuo&lt;br /&gt;yongqi&lt;br /&gt;showmethelove&lt;br /&gt;prettyboy&lt;br /&gt;illgowhereveryouwillgo&lt;br /&gt;superstar&lt;br /&gt;wukequdai&lt;br /&gt;redaiyuling&lt;br /&gt;benxiaohai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THIS SPACE "         "!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112895830512705869?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112895830512705869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112895830512705869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112895830512705869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112895830512705869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-was-funnn.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112861061864807815</id><published>2005-10-07T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:56:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh. Happy Birthday.</title><content type='html'>hahaha.. in chinese it would actually be remembered as the day your mother suffered immense pain for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a special day for anyone i know. I also dun care if i get anything from anyone. cos.. if they (you) give me anything, i'll have to give you somethign in return.. otherwise it will be bm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zong zi.. recieving gifts from guys is... wrong. haha or should i say meaningless? which would make gals giving me gifts... wrong. cos it would mean something. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr shall go act like its a normal day... and hopefully nobody is going to sing the song after econs exams.. i will feel.. like.. jia..wei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112861061864807815?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112861061864807815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112861061864807815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112861061864807815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112861061864807815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/eh-happy-birthday.html' title='Eh. Happy Birthday.'/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112826948603110759</id><published>2005-10-03T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:11:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shomthing's wrong with blogger... everyshting ish in a shtraight line!. whhaii?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112826948603110759?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112826948603110759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112826948603110759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112826948603110759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112826948603110759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/shomthings-wrong-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112783363912642253</id><published>2005-09-27T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:07:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. not saying anything about my family makes this blog... not - special? hahaha and i think i shud stick to not doing so... somehow feel that "getting discovered" was a good thing...lol what am i saying.. i guess i shud have just used the url changer.. then again.. i wouldnt have this nice template if not for it haha ^^. Silver Clouds... Slivering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. havent been studying much in the past three days.. tennis,, sleep,, and ... Salad Days!! Argh.. shud have read it in like.. secondary school.. might have actually done something for me.. then again... RI... no girls hor? -_-" Its the society's fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got "hooked on it" i shud say.. 18 books in 18 hours.. in two days.. just finished it.. ie i just wasted the whole of monday and tuesday. its generally a comic for ss people bah.. and.. i don't think it can happen to me.. not in Singapore for that matter... feeling lethargic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. anyway.. find everything i read now (econs) bland.. very slow progress.. people i want to talk to arent online.. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. trying to not go into hiatus.. (my update rate sucks now anyway.. cant complain about father here anymore) trying to not get retained.. more or less gave up S already.. which is like.. sudden death for rj ppl... i seriously cannot get to j2 at this level... help man.. help woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with the stuff written on my COMSSA!!&lt;br /&gt;[ 펄 승 ] &lt;- Never Give Up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112783363912642253?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112783363912642253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112783363912642253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112783363912642253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112783363912642253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112702398847827033</id><published>2005-09-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T14:13:08.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What did the dog say to the tree?&lt;br /&gt;"Bark!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the Ten-Year Series feel sad all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Cause it has a lot of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can we call the chemist a genius?&lt;br /&gt;Cause he has all the solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can MEP students find work?&lt;br /&gt;Part-time conductors in the semiconductor industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuRhUrHuRhUr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112702398847827033?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112702398847827033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112702398847827033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112702398847827033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112702398847827033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-did-dog-say-to-tree-bark-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112688539039685720</id><published>2005-09-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:49:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fear of the unknown... thats what i first felt was the reason why relationships are so difficult to maintain.. i was wrong, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is true that people have differences, different tastes, upbringing, and beliefs.. but i don't understand how getting to know someone makes you want to stay away from him/her. I don't understand why attitudes btwn people can suddenly become so "ginger" within 3 mths.. I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i was just an eyesore to them and they were thankful to be rid of me. I think it was my own fault. I wasn't trying to get to know them, and kept telling others of their bad sides, such as their practise of daoism, which they have employed (maxed out lvl i believe) on me now. I suppose someone both they and i knew told them about my bad-mouthing.. I have resolved to not backstab anyone... in fact.. i wont say anything about other people.. only quote and show others his/her own work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. thats still damn bm. amyway i have become generally loner to other ppl... but its only cause i feel that i already found a cliche i can stone with.. in other matterss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't tried buayaing yet.. and will probably lay it off till until uni... which is... a "stomach" "branch" "tree" as of now.. since i am wastying time watching anime and blogging now... after all, i need money to support a relationship.. it seems... a good example would be a certain 10 A1 scorer i know who has a *cough* lotof *cough* girlfren. he obviously has more cash than me.. i shall stick to being a g3y nerd, although i can eat meat on fridays... *ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to improve on my subtlety skillz.. that was quite obvious man..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can type in 13375p34k 50 7h47 p30p13 w0n7 1307h31~ 70 1~34d 7h15...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: omg... insignificantvoice.blogspot.com ... someone.. took it already... and he has... more than 15 blogs... i say... wadduff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112688539039685720?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112688539039685720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112688539039685720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112688539039685720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112688539039685720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/fear-of-unknown.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112679334537870512</id><published>2005-09-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:09:05.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he left today... rather, he went back today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really play a part in getting the presents.. but hope he liked them anyway. he seemed very non-descript today... somehow distant. wish him all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he's reading this... shud still be on the plane though... he better update his blog more often, like 1/day.. since we wont really get to talk to him online anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. OEI! Remember to wear seat-belt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112679334537870512?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112679334537870512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112679334537870512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112679334537870512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112679334537870512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-left-today.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112644843421144459</id><published>2005-09-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:26:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hols are over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i had some essay to do over the hols.. oh well.. see how tmr then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to study much during the hols. lots of other stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt study at home, so i went to geylang library a total of twice. second time it was so full i couldnt even just get a chair w/0 table to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis was fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was utterly trashed at wcg2005, but hey it was a fun experience of getting laughed at by two PRCs who both trashed me and happened to know each other... also got the sg wcg tshirt! haha limited edition? lol and the nice nametag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall spend more time in school for each day now.. after school you will find me in the library haha... realised how tables and chairs are gd stuff in rj library.. could they get more? *hint* *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised not bloggin about stuff that happens at home makes my blog veri stagnant.. but oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy chalet was phun! haha altho i got a small cut on my head (yes, its a cut not just a bruise) mahjong was gd stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh! who was keeping my yi1 tong2!!! my shi2 san1 yao1!!!"-shaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time since i had a barbecue, man.. got to eat interesting beef haha usually don't eat western at home.... lol my chicken wings no blood! lol my extreme micro wing wasnt cooked though, lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to KFC! what would you like?"&lt;br /&gt;"RAW MEAT!!!" - shaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol wont forget koh's extreme pwnage with the mspad.. mg.. that.. was.. bad egg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112644843421144459?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112644843421144459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112644843421144459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112644843421144459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112644843421144459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/hols-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112550024820132396</id><published>2005-08-31T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:57:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was sibei tiring sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole day out.. watched retarded performances.. then go ri and stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick of seeing people and taoing them. its not in my "personality" to tao ppl, but i only get pissed when i actually open my mouth to say "hi" and get tao'd completely. then i just feel damn dulan inside while wanting to hit something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going for WCG Singapore starcraft, but don't intend to train for it. ie i just wasted asteriod's money... and waileong's time for typing in the entries haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start studying tmr, but with so many things left undone, i feel veri hopeless... I need motivation.. some kind of push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need chiobu!" - Qix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. read some study guide and tips, one main thing is to have a "place to study", in other words a table, and a comfy chair, away from distraction. I have neither; the only "clear" table i have is in a location thats damn stuffy and hot.. i don't like that spot. I used to study on the bed, but now it will make me feel sleepy real fast.. before i get to study anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighz... maybe i'll go geylang east library... hopefully will have table+chair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112550024820132396?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112550024820132396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112550024820132396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112550024820132396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112550024820132396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-was-sibei-tiring-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112532158703590657</id><published>2005-08-29T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:19:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starting to dislike being at home.&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel like gelling my hair isn't that bad an idea&lt;br /&gt;starting to think of studying.&lt;br /&gt;starting to hate failing.&lt;br /&gt;starting to train starcraft again.&lt;br /&gt;starting to abandon pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its starting to rain down on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112532158703590657?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112532158703590657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112532158703590657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112532158703590657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112532158703590657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/starting-to-dislike-being-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112523624606427853</id><published>2005-08-28T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:37:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Mandai Orchid Gardens, owned by Singapore Orchids Pte Ltd, and designated by the Tourist Promotion Board as a tourist attraction, is one of the major places of horticultural interest in Singapore." - &lt;a href="http://www.mandai.com.sg/orchid.htm"&gt;www.mandai.com.sg/orchid.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people don't listen to me; especially when im right. I already said I read everything in the project some other person did elsewhere. I just couldn't say where. If i wasnt the one summarising the draft2, something 'interesting' would have happened to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shud start mugging... but now got more distractions... like wcg starcraft.. hahaha. Shall try and spend the hols doing meaningful things... like not playing counterstrike. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112523624606427853?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112523624606427853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112523624606427853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112523624606427853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112523624606427853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/mandai-orchid-gardens-owned-by.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112461663315673485</id><published>2005-08-21T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:30:33.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. pass the salt around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112461663315673485?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112461663315673485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112461663315673485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112461663315673485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112461663315673485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112403335301426967</id><published>2005-08-15T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:29:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got home at... 5pm? its 11.25 pm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just spent about 5 hours doing my project work draft. I compiled everything... making all the tidying up and stuff, then realised that there were numerous loopholes in the draft. we didnt explicitly say how it would benefit society, and most imptly we didnt say anything on acknowledgements. in fact, there ISNT an acknowledgements page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that what i have done today is worth nothing to the kauh. she will just decide that there is no acknowledgements page and screw us for it. oh. and im not printing any appendixes... neither does my contents page say what appendix a equals to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. im not going sch on tuesday. hence, im not going for PW this wk. since, one of my members didnt do anything yet. thus, i shall try and get him to do the second page of contents and print the appendix. meanwhile, even if he once again doesnt give a shit and does nothing, im not going to sch on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ggnore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112403335301426967?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112403335301426967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112403335301426967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112403335301426967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112403335301426967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-got-home-at.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112359656322163043</id><published>2005-08-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:09:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the statement strikes a chord in me.&lt;br /&gt;Am is a fun game. I should have stopped.&lt;br /&gt;someone pls teach me shadow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PenDolSa HALL OF FAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.filefront.com/PDS_Hall_Of_Fame/;4025083;;/fileinfo.html"&gt;http://files.filefront.com/PDS_Hall_Of_Fame/;4025083;;/fileinfo.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Phun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oh, and Happy National Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112359656322163043?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112359656322163043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112359656322163043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112359656322163043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112359656322163043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/statement-strikes-chord-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112338774374526698</id><published>2005-08-07T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:11:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Don't tell your problems to people, unless they are directly involved with the solution. And don't give excuses. Successful people seek out people who look and sound like success." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;from some lifeskills material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got thoroughly trashed in the PS tourny.&lt;br /&gt;I guess people can't appreciate my style of psing ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Comments given by people include :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the stops due to change in direction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;             slowed down the pen speed" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the psing is not smooth because there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;             is a lot of change in direction." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the pen is too long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... at least i don't have to prepare another video on Aug 9... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112338774374526698?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112338774374526698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112338774374526698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112338774374526698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112338774374526698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-tell-your-problems-to-people.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112239080008401433</id><published>2005-07-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:13:20.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heres a version that doesnt need divX codec -_-"&lt;br /&gt;lower quality and size.. but at least u can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/PSVideos/FS1a.avi"&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/PSVideos/FS1a.avi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that u can watch kai's *ahem* non-entry PSing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/PSVideos/kaispin.wmv"&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/327945/PSVideos/kaispin.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments will be appreciated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112239080008401433?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112239080008401433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112239080008401433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112239080008401433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112239080008401433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/heres-version-that-doesnt-need-divx.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112230044355157671</id><published>2005-07-25T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T22:07:23.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been doing B3 tutorials again, and still cannot do some.. had to check copied answers for workings... but it has been paying off. realise i can remember stuff like d/dx cotA = -(cosecA)^2 easier now... but still haveto check notes once in a while lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still playing lots of comp everyday.. have to stop soon... taking part in some PS tournament on UPSB... haha.. you can watch my submission vid from the link "MH freestyler". utter waste of time lol. i think i took about 1 hour in total to get 5 seconds of vid... could have done like.. two maths questions lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving up on passing NAPFA for this year liao. I think i injured myself or something.. otherwise how did i "improve" from doing 1 chinup to 0 chinups? Thats after about 2 weeks of weights... lol. light weights.. okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112230044355157671?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112230044355157671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112230044355157671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112230044355157671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112230044355157671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/been-doing-b3-tutorials-again-and.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112187267635195289</id><published>2005-07-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:17:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Bryan&lt;/em&gt; (br-&lt;em&gt;i-e&lt;/em&gt;n) [noun]&lt;br /&gt;Definition: Reveals important plot elements from books or movies, thus denying the reader (of the article) the proper suspense when reading the book or watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e.g. "Wesley! Don't be a Bryan!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say sorry to people of christian faith i might have offended during physics lecture a few days ago. not that any of them will be reading this. I was feeling a bit high on not getting a single A or B in my four subs, and needed to talk, a lot. Err... I think i might have offended Eunice. =x How many times you go to church a week is none of my business, and frankly it doesnt really affect your grades either. I only elaborated &lt;em&gt;excessively &lt;/em&gt;because she refused to say what she did at home... When someone asks you what u do at &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt;, you don't reply "go to church".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. I was being crude, insensitive and too straightforward. Sorry. I realised that harping on her results made me feel better because there was someone who did worse than me. Somehow I didn't take into account that it was pretty obvious she was feeling unhappy with it as well... k. I think i'm not going to say sorry to her, cos she probably won't understand why anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final results: CDEO - A(cl)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112187267635195289?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112187267635195289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112187267635195289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112187267635195289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112187267635195289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/bryan-br-i-en-noun-definition-reveals.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112167799372700978</id><published>2005-07-19T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T17:13:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blog, first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the concept of this blog has been there for a while, but i kept delaying finding a suitable template to customize.. and as things go i was "forced" to recreate my blog. didn't really take very long to get this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that not everyone appreciates someone being frank and honest. They'd rather I stayed in denial and fake everything about my life. They feel i shud keep things about my family to myself. I say they can go fuck themselves. I should be like 's' and put a password on my blog or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think that someone who has a dysfunc family and almost no social life cant be your friend/acquaintance, you won't be reading this more than once. I'm not sure if i'm an introvert now thanks to interesting abilities of people to forget other people within the span of 2 months. i do not blame any 'thing' for putting me in this family. I mean, its not that bad in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always look on the bright side of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always people worse off than you. At least i have parents who are financially sound, can provide me with good food, a nice house, and like.. pocket money. who doesn't have naggy parents right? I'm the only one complaining? Only difference is that i have a dad that can go crazy over something damn small like me not telling him what time i'm meeting my frens becoz i didn't know what time i was meeting my frens... when he's normal he's fine. he can discuss things, make lewd jokes, and buy me stuff. but his temper is weird. you really have to experience it yourself to realise how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. thats it about my family. Probably will try not to mention them again. oh. Btw i have a brother. he's quite nice to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112167799372700978?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112167799372700978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112167799372700978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112167799372700978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112167799372700978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-blog-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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-14544175.post-112152644867895473</id><published>2005-07-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:07:28.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14544175-112152644867895473?l=lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112152644867895473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14544175&amp;postID=112152644867895473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112152644867895473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14544175/posts/default/112152644867895473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofapuddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/test.html' title=''/><author><name>puddle</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></feed>
