<?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-6884910397048855190</id><updated>2012-02-10T16:45:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2987234114854053549</id><published>2012-02-10T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T16:45:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May you be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz5pt4CW6P1r1a799o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 200px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz5pt4CW6P1r1a799o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only we have chosen to make the effort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to &lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;empathize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only you have chosen to make the effort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to solve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's meaningless to talk about all these now isnt it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just hope that now you've found what you wanted wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;rest in peace wansi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;you gave us a wake up call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SuM5doDNh1E/TzTVj0hIcdI/AAAAAAAADz0/YJWd4MqypXo/s512/646_36299043422_703438422_1091915_3581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyy8444Y5A1qaxsxho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rabbits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea I know it's been quite some time since I last blogged, but I just want to talk about rabbits now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot had happened&lt;span&gt; (and I mean like &lt;i&gt;really a lot&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; since the start of this year, but currently ALL is well &lt;span&gt;(in fact, things are&lt;i&gt; really good &lt;/i&gt;lately &amp;lt;3 ) &lt;/span&gt;so I dont see any need to share those unhappiness with you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, I want to talk about my most beloved rabbit - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chloe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reasons Why You Should Love Rabbit:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. They are furry and small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. They are very quiet&lt;span&gt; (except when you sit on it accidentally on sofa like me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. They have &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, I hope I have convinced you to continue reading now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so here we go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought Chloe when I went to China for holiday when I was 15. My friend and I were just loitering at some pet place when we saw this bucket of rabbits outside a shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL the rabbits were scrunched up in furry balls and just stayed motionless there, being cute and all. But &lt;i&gt;there &lt;/i&gt;was Chloe, climbing and running &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the pile of rabbits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I saw it, I was like '&lt;i&gt;omg no. Hyperactive ADD rabbit. DONTWANT&lt;/i&gt;', but my friend, who is a hyperactive ADD human &lt;i&gt;herself&lt;/i&gt;, pointed at Chloe and told me I should get it becos it seemed to be the healthiest and most energetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After considering how my past rabbits died of various sickness, I reluctantly agreed to it. Then guess what, Chloe was handed over to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN A PLASTIC BAG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(just like an apple from NTUC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND SHE COST &lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;SGD$0.40&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(just like an apple from NTUC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in fact furious at how cheap they charged me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like what?! YOU THINK A RABBIT'S LIFE ONLY COST $0.40?! WHO ARE YOU TO DECIDE HOW MUCH SHE COST YOU STUPID EVIL HUMAN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;anyw, back to my beloved chloe  &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being the very irritating person I am (HEEHEE), I always held the food high up when feeding Chloe, cos I loved to see her standing on her two hind feet &lt;i&gt;(see video below)&lt;/i&gt;. And over time, she developed this habit of walking around on two feet whenever she's hungry&lt;i&gt; (which was like all the time).&lt;/i&gt; And sometimes when people came to our place, their general comment was '&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;omg what a freaky rabbit!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and I would be at the background beaming with pride &lt;i&gt;HEEHEE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5us9g_7e7k?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyuqyf1Gno1r55tfuo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 237px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyuqyf1Gno1r55tfuo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every morning when she came out from her cage, she would&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt; ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt;(EVERY single time without fail) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;go to this particular corner to pee, then she would lick her paws to wash her face, then turned to one side to pull her ears down to brush it, before turning to another side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Such a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;clean little adorable bunny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; isnt she!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;just like her owner~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyytpay8TL1rn6d2no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 338px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyytpay8TL1rn6d2no1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I had to return to Singapore, my mum decided to give it to her friend, whom had this 4-yr-old little monster daughter, who was a total real life &lt;a href="http://tepasmas.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/bodyCurio/img/img-curio/1416.jpg"&gt;Darla from Finding Nemo&lt;/a&gt;, and when I saw her taking Chloe up by grabbing only her ears, I really really have this urge to charge forward and pull her up by her hair too! &lt;span&gt;(omg I can still feel this burning anger in me right nowwwwwwww!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didnt dare to call to ask about Chloe, cos I rather believe that she was given proper care and love than to hear any mishaps. And even without any news of her, I cried &lt;i&gt;everyday&lt;/i&gt; for the subsequent month. How could I not be reminded of her when I had memory of her at EVERY SINGLE corner of my house!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;magical &lt;/i&gt;thing is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I went to China again last December, I kept on catching &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;glimpse of Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span&gt;(this little white furry ball moving rather awkwardly)&lt;/span&gt; running around from the corner of my eye, but of course when I sprung around, there was nothing. It happened so many times that eventually, I wouldnt even turn to look anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not telling you this becos it makes my story more wonderful, I'm telling you this becos I felt something &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;really remarkable &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;at those moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In contrary to feeling terrified by the thought of Chloe's spirit wandering around my house, I felt extremely calm and heart-warming to think that Chloe's spirit has returned to my house, and that she has chosen to return because she felt that it was where she belonged. Like what people always say, love for pets is a kind of love on its own, it's unlike any other form of love and you only understand it when you have a pet of your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She belonged there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right there in my house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right there with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thank you Chloe for returning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for letting me had my time with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love you Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; On a side note, I never knew the real gender of Chloe. I tried very hard to examine the genitals&lt;span&gt; (as wrong as it might sound, you have to understand my concern of finding out the gender of my love)&lt;/span&gt;, but I could hardly see anythg. I have no idea whether that was becos she was a she, or that male rabbits just have small penises. Moreover, she always responded when I called her 'Chloe'&lt;span&gt; (seriously, was she a dog in disguise?! Which rabbit responds to name??)&lt;/span&gt;, so I just decided that she was a she. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. Time to sleep. It's fucking 3am again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight kids XX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyrqhpRMDZ1r5imm3o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 247px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyrqhpRMDZ1r5imm3o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1698100238925085001?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1698100238925085001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1698100238925085001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2012/02/chloe.html' title='Chloe'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2256207890419876764</id><published>2012-01-06T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the year of apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvtedc3IGx1qc0cxpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 593px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvtedc3IGx1qc0cxpo1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"New year resolutions are a confession that all along we know the fault of our unhappiness lies with us and not with others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get GPA 4.2 and above&lt;br /&gt;Had enough fun and screwed ups this semester. so yea. time to collect some brains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tone up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20. This is supposed to be the period where im in the prime form of my life. But look what's happening right now. I have flabs on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Keep long hair. Curl it&lt;br /&gt;Having long hair has been on my wishlist ever since I start to comprehend the notion of hair in my puny brain. Hopefully I can finally strike it out this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Travel to a new country and be deeply inspired&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be my biggest motivation of the year. I mean like c'mon, it's 2012, time to travel and spend your money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Stop losing my valuables&lt;br /&gt;With crossed fingers, I hope the things I lost in 2011 could make up for my 2012 share alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Get into a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to say 'end my recurring singlehood' cos I can totally see it been uncancelled at the end of the year. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Stop destroying myself with procrastination&lt;br /&gt;I shall limit myself to use the excuse 'arghhh I feel so lazyyy' only once a week. Whether it is making a call or waking up to catch my match in time, this rule applies to everything. And it shall be of non-accumulative nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Earn moneyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my own money buying my own happiness $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Read like a mad&lt;br /&gt;I remember my mum once told me 腹有诗书气自华, which literally translates into 'with poems and books in stomach, you will naturally exude elegance'. hahahha. I want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Get a new skill&lt;br /&gt;Be it cooking or a language. Any skill will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing my new year resolution on 06/01/11. I feel guilty now recalling of this unknown number wishing me happy new year ytd, to which I've replied 'gosh who are you and which alien timezone you live in that is 5 days behind gmt?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 11) Stop being soooo mean xizi! argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many things had happened/are happening right now, pardon me for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2256207890419876764?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2256207890419876764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2256207890419876764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-year-of-apocalypse.html' title='In the year of apocalypse'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3974418492229700398</id><published>2011-12-24T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:49:16.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant keep the waves to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img810.imageshack.us/img810/5530/solitudeofprimenumbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 623px;" src="http://img810.imageshack.us/img810/5530/solitudeofprimenumbers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Prime numbers are divisible only by 1 and by themselves. They hold their place in the infinite series of natural numbers, squashed between them. They are suspicious, solitary numbers. Sometimes he thought they had ended up in the sequence by mistake, that they'd been trapped, like pearls strung on necklace. Other times he suspected them too would have preferred to be like others, just ordinary numbers, but for some reason they couldn't do it. Then there are twin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are almost neighbour, but always not truly touching because of the even number between them. These pairs gradually become rarer. You encountered increasingly isolated primes, lost in that silent, measured space made only of ciphers, and you develop a distressing presentiment that the pairs encountered up until that point were merely accidental,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that solitude is the true destiny&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have been magic&lt;br /&gt;in fact we had magic, witnessed by the stars and the serenity of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead&lt;br /&gt;you have chosen to let magic be eroded by the wind and the water&lt;br /&gt;to glitter&lt;br /&gt;to dust&lt;br /&gt;to nothingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios to everything we could have had&lt;br /&gt;We've missed each other by a shutter speed&lt;br /&gt;just one, single shutter speed&lt;br /&gt;but that's more than enough&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;br /&gt;my twin prime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3974418492229700398?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3974418492229700398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3974418492229700398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-keep-waves-to-myself.html' title='I cant keep the waves to myself'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7251622565079628291</id><published>2011-12-18T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:25:56.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too young, too reckless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EFHMIFz4a2s/Tu34pBWiE7I/AAAAAAAADzo/b5F8-nZToqI/s640/PC160370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EFHMIFz4a2s/Tu34pBWiE7I/AAAAAAAADzo/b5F8-nZToqI/s640/PC160370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up in the morning and for a moment, I thought someone pierced my lip.&lt;br /&gt;But soon, I realised why.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;So much for &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;人心都是肉做的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 WAYS TO INSTANT HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding money in your clothes' pockets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running for bus and managed to catch it &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone pressing the open button to wait for you to go into the lift&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The phone rings and when you answer it, you realise it's exactly the voice you are thinking of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking someone to scratch your back and the person got the most itchy spot right away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suddenly recalling your childhood friend's telephone number&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The thing you've been wanting to buy is suddenly put on sale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canceling off a to-do list&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tearing off a price tag perfectly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing the sizzling sound made by meat on hot plates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating your baby food &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throwing rubbish into the bin and scoring it at the first attempt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thought that today was wednesday and suddenly remembered that it was alrdy friday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting and chatting about everything under the sun with your besties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fixing in the last piece of jigsaw puzzle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking out two socks from the drawer and they happen to be a pair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cracking open a soft-boiled egg perfectly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving a handwritten letter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emptying a computer recycled bin and listening to that 'ssstraawsh' sound&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Untying a dead knot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping on newly changed bedsheet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using new shampoo/shower gel/facial foam/mask&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking coconut juice on a baking day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking at your footsteps on snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating your favourite dish by your mama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having all green lights throughout your journey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting a big warm hug when you asked for one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being in the fastest queue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Switching to other channels during commercials and when you switch back, the prog just starts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking at stars on a dark, quiet night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;So young and reckless that he knows not of the weight of tomorrow, but indulges himself in the fire of today. For that, he had chosen to fuse the meteor with his raw flesh and running fluid, hoping that at the particular moment, the meteor can be made to stay in the sky, so that he can always have his meteor, instead of it reducing to dust and nothingness&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/6884910397048855190-7251622565079628291?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7251622565079628291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7251622565079628291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/12/too-young-too-reckless.html' title='Too young, too reckless'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EFHMIFz4a2s/Tu34pBWiE7I/AAAAAAAADzo/b5F8-nZToqI/s72-c/PC160370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4639931067888877273</id><published>2011-12-14T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:21:01.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xizi, you have to learn to ignore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;miserable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos I learnt about stuff which I shouldnt have known&lt;br /&gt;and being the petty person that I am,&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day today being miserable, even to the extent of spreading it to others&lt;br /&gt;For that&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;br /&gt;sorry loves, forgive me for being so immature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware that I have absolutely no right to be miserable&lt;br /&gt;and the recognition of this fact made it even worse for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the amidst of drowning in my misery, I suddenly thought of something I have read before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kittyscribbles.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/hand_holding_sand_091pgb00876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 649px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://kittyscribbles.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/hand_holding_sand_091pgb00876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When trying to hold on to as much as sand as possible with our hands,&lt;br /&gt;the more we wish to hold, the tighter we will grip&lt;br /&gt;but this will cause more sand to seep through our fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;the secret to hold on to the sand is just to cup it loosely with your hands&lt;br /&gt;and in that way&lt;br /&gt;the sand will stay in your palm for as long as you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm still stuck in the immature stage of wanting to hold on to the sand that I treasure as tight as possible&lt;br /&gt;but I know if I were to continue this way, I will lose everything before I can even have them&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm just downright childish&lt;br /&gt;but give me time&lt;br /&gt;one day I will learn the art of treating my treasured ones the way that is the best for both of us&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;For now&lt;br /&gt;forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FMv9GG4PXVY/Tuiu8kc2efI/AAAAAAAADzc/Muk8-OtdcOk/s512/PC140361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 460px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FMv9GG4PXVY/Tuiu8kc2efI/AAAAAAAADzc/Muk8-OtdcOk/s512/PC140361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have yet to learn how to handle my issues&lt;br /&gt;but I know how to make myself better&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Flowers, wine, music, stars&lt;br /&gt;never fails to cheer a girl up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wonder if it is better that I dont try to hold any sand in the first place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4639931067888877273?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4639931067888877273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4639931067888877273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/12/xizi-you-have-to-learn-to-ignore.html' title='xizi, you have to learn to ignore'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FMv9GG4PXVY/Tuiu8kc2efI/AAAAAAAADzc/Muk8-OtdcOk/s72-c/PC140361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5633953644274784478</id><published>2011-12-09T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:33:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All is well</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ocrqsrarZ6A/TuHJ7qE6ImI/AAAAAAAADy4/EL-QHiZwfYo/s512/PC060016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 512px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ocrqsrarZ6A/TuHJ7qE6ImI/AAAAAAAADy4/EL-QHiZwfYo/s512/PC060016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yearning to be up in the sky when we had our feet on the ground, wanting to stay grounded again when we are hundred feet off the land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1oxuuLbLJlA/TuHJ-3yQYoI/AAAAAAAADzA/vXUEeuMriRU/s640/PC080026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1oxuuLbLJlA/TuHJ-3yQYoI/AAAAAAAADzA/vXUEeuMriRU/s640/PC080026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this, then multiply by 7. That's how I've been spending the previous two mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v53Q0Cp5wz4/TuHKCurpu5I/AAAAAAAADzI/vNLbtxnfn6k/s640/PC090033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v53Q0Cp5wz4/TuHKCurpu5I/AAAAAAAADzI/vNLbtxnfn6k/s640/PC090033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 512px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M_GjFcAdRQ8/TuHKGMpW67I/AAAAAAAADzQ/QnlQ8zJEQRk/s512/P7100354.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pardon me for this sudden appearance of my face.&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at the beginning of this year. There isnt any apparent change, but I just felt like I've turned more hagged. It saddens me to think of how everything young and beautiful will soon become irrelevant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the smell of sin lingers on my fingertip, as I lie awake soaking in my own confusion and remorse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imighthave l--e youafterall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.s. I lost Lucas at the airport. Guess some things are just not meant to last ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5633953644274784478?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5633953644274784478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5633953644274784478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-is-well.html' title='All is well'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ocrqsrarZ6A/TuHJ7qE6ImI/AAAAAAAADy4/EL-QHiZwfYo/s72-c/PC060016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-871610127874746915</id><published>2011-12-04T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:11:18.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMFpZRDYha4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMFpZRDYha4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;he's like the bitchest guy I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Just his talking speed alone is enough to make me feel threatened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;UPDATESSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exams overrrrrrrrrr!!! YAYNESS MAX :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is that results are only released next semester, which means that I dont have face my reality for one month! LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luxa3xiBNP1r3btheo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 496px; height: 348px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luxa3xiBNP1r3btheo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that means I can openly and rightfully say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu5nb5bk511qmduwgo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 281px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu5nb5bk511qmduwgo1_500.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SECOND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr4k1cAbyk1qidveto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr4k1cAbyk1qidveto1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm flying off this coming tues on the 6th and I wont be back till 3rd Jan next year!! D:&lt;br /&gt;And the thg is, it was only decided TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;okay here goes the story. I was supposed to fly on 13th to Cambodia, but because I need to attend my grandpa's 3rd death anniversary, so I'm flying to China. And thanks to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; mum, I'm suddenly made to leave on the 6th instead of the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, leavingsucks.&lt;br /&gt;Unplanned early departure sucks even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tF7sfjLKXeA/TtuouzThArI/AAAAAAAADyw/Hw6WVo4Eatc/s621/until.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 621px; height: 48px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tF7sfjLKXeA/TtuouzThArI/AAAAAAAADyw/Hw6WVo4Eatc/s621/until.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea. self-explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social butterfly annoys the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-871610127874746915?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/871610127874746915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/871610127874746915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/12/telling-you.html' title='Telling you'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tF7sfjLKXeA/TtuouzThArI/AAAAAAAADyw/Hw6WVo4Eatc/s72-c/until.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7018054744475364527</id><published>2011-11-26T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:52:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We want to play basketball"</title><content type='html'>NBA owners and players reached a tentative agreement early Saturday to end the 149-day lockout and hope to begin the delayed season on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We want to play basketball&lt;/span&gt;," Commissioner David Stern said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hpaAPKgjauw/TtDsViz60xI/AAAAAAAADyk/wJB9hWtmk3k/s954/yesyesyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 954px; height: 128px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hpaAPKgjauw/TtDsViz60xI/AAAAAAAADyk/wJB9hWtmk3k/s954/yesyesyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;earliest and best christmas ever&lt;br /&gt;celtics against knicks again&lt;br /&gt;a classic match to start off a classic to-be season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaking with excitement now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.espn.go.com/photo/2007/1125/nba_ap_garnett_580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 580px; height: 326px;" src="http://assets.espn.go.com/photo/2007/1125/nba_ap_garnett_580.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltg3fnvbRd1qzkz2vo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 411px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltg3fnvbRd1qzkz2vo1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7018054744475364527?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7018054744475364527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7018054744475364527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-want-to-play-basketball.html' title='&quot;We want to play basketball&quot;'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hpaAPKgjauw/TtDsViz60xI/AAAAAAAADyk/wJB9hWtmk3k/s72-c/yesyesyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3138143546785978222</id><published>2011-11-24T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:58:06.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will always have yourself and them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TyuqFwxAUtc/Ts5nD-tHuLI/AAAAAAAADxw/FaGyAc4l_LM/s640/P7010146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TyuqFwxAUtc/Ts5nD-tHuLI/AAAAAAAADxw/FaGyAc4l_LM/s640/P7010146.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moments to think of as motivation to pull through the last 2 papers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on your darling in ulu resort holding a stack of monopoly money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ckIr2abkM20/Ts5nEPdbdqI/AAAAAAAADx8/9GbgDkeoNfI/s640/P6300008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ckIr2abkM20/Ts5nEPdbdqI/AAAAAAAADx8/9GbgDkeoNfI/s640/P6300008.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how awkward/uncomfortable/embarrassing life is sometimes, it will never last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VTQkteVo7tw/Ts5nE1iAaPI/AAAAAAAADyI/qZ4EUS0PFU8/s640/P6300144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VTQkteVo7tw/Ts5nE1iAaPI/AAAAAAAADyI/qZ4EUS0PFU8/s640/P6300144.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YSLSeJ9W7w8/Ts5nFIs65YI/AAAAAAAADyU/tf0FQnfMw6s/s512/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YSLSeJ9W7w8/Ts5nFIs65YI/AAAAAAAADyU/tf0FQnfMw6s/s512/Untitled.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is just random&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHHAHAHHASDGKAH LOOK AT THAT FACEAHAHDJADFKA :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3138143546785978222?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3138143546785978222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3138143546785978222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-will-always-have-yourself-and-them.html' title='You will always have yourself and them'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TyuqFwxAUtc/Ts5nD-tHuLI/AAAAAAAADxw/FaGyAc4l_LM/s72-c/P7010146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4364853825710276628</id><published>2011-11-17T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:02:22.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12921286/6743_c03b_large.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 363px;" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12921286/6743_c03b_large.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was showering a few days ago when I saw a mozzie on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;So instinctively, i picked up my slipper and was ready to reduce it down to a mesh of mozzie corpse and human blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juuuust at the moment when I was about to smack it,&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FLINCHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really subtle, like people twitching their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;it struck me that maybe everything,&lt;br /&gt;both living and non-living,&lt;br /&gt;is able to sense their destiny someway or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might call it sixth sense, intuition and all,&lt;br /&gt;but the point is,&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us actually already know how our lives are going to turn out to be like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bragging or being anal,&lt;br /&gt;but ever since young&lt;br /&gt;I always have this feeling that my life is gonna be good&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, that's a lot of thought from smacking a mozzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I was having second thought about killing it when I saw it flinched, but I still killed it in the end. Cos otherwise, its flinch would be meaningless and my theory of knowing one's own fate would have become invalid. Thanks mozzie, for sacrificing for my theory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4364853825710276628?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4364853825710276628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4364853825710276628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/mozzie.html' title='Mozzie'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5379300152298896525</id><published>2011-11-13T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:42:41.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty years ago, a person came to this world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lua2vuBvk61qg9taqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 321px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lua2vuBvk61qg9taqo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this will be my last post as a 19-yr-old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im more scared than excited to enter the new age group&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont want to repeat my mistakes again&lt;br /&gt;but before i can assure that, i need to first identify them&lt;br /&gt;so yea,&lt;br /&gt;that's how im going to spend the first day of my twentieth year in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will become a better person&lt;br /&gt;and this is a promise made to my future self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be awesome for the next 20 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you xizi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5379300152298896525?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5379300152298896525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5379300152298896525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/twenty-years-ago-person-came-to-this.html' title='Twenty years ago, a person came to this world'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1431656311250889009</id><published>2011-11-09T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:31:34.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUG YOU HUG ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fromkeetra.com/img/055_HUGmintDets_Keetra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 281px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm0x4igGuj1qhjylao1_500.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a meaningless post&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was just too too bored&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;studying is the worst form of suicide&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;it leaves you thinking you might have a life after that&lt;br /&gt;when in actual fact&lt;br /&gt;you are just dedicating more life to it&lt;br /&gt;year&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;year&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;and when you are finally lying on your deathbed&lt;br /&gt;you'd be regretting&lt;br /&gt;not accepting the warm invitation&lt;br /&gt;by risk&lt;br /&gt;by love&lt;br /&gt;by life&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;failing&lt;br /&gt;is better than&lt;br /&gt;remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2368728479731884476?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2368728479731884476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2368728479731884476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-you-and-myself.html' title='I have you and myself'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-222575695136451360</id><published>2011-11-01T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T00:07:53.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just go back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oMmQNnCYypk/TrAXJV-T8ZI/AAAAAAAADxk/hIlEW8_K0Xg/s640/5446915044_63bfb29788_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 424px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oMmQNnCYypk/TrAXJV-T8ZI/AAAAAAAADxk/hIlEW8_K0Xg/s640/5446915044_63bfb29788_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon&lt;br /&gt;everything is gonna collapse on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately every force in the world will be helping you&lt;br /&gt;cos they know that you are freaking weak&lt;br /&gt;that's why they've sent the detriments away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to save yourself xizi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont ever doubt your instincts again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you should get yourself back quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-222575695136451360?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/222575695136451360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/222575695136451360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-go-back.html' title='Just go back'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oMmQNnCYypk/TrAXJV-T8ZI/AAAAAAAADxk/hIlEW8_K0Xg/s72-c/5446915044_63bfb29788_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-849039352451819697</id><published>2011-10-20T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:31:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of mere happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_gQvdJGHxu8/Tp93TqW8qhI/AAAAAAAADw4/jQbVldN6qbw/s640/PA140168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_gQvdJGHxu8/Tp93TqW8qhI/AAAAAAAADw4/jQbVldN6qbw/s640/PA140168.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moment when you wake up to warm orange Friday sunlight&lt;br /&gt;and you are so myopic that everything appears bokeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DDYhxr6Gpf4/Tp93TXbyfeI/AAAAAAAADww/XT1D96D8fyc/s640/PA190174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DDYhxr6Gpf4/Tp93TXbyfeI/AAAAAAAADww/XT1D96D8fyc/s640/PA190174.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snugging up in bed on a rainy day + avocado milkshake + waking up to roomie coming back + chocolate banana cupcake bought for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like the luckiest and happiest person in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-849039352451819697?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/849039352451819697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/849039352451819697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/10/tales-of-mere-happiness.html' title='Tales of mere happiness'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_gQvdJGHxu8/Tp93TqW8qhI/AAAAAAAADw4/jQbVldN6qbw/s72-c/PA140168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2688983614890012093</id><published>2011-10-17T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T00:21:14.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Meanness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EvRj797Jloo/TpsCxJu2KYI/AAAAAAAADvk/vmcYOqw3crA/s640/PA160169a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 248px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EvRj797Jloo/TpsCxJu2KYI/AAAAAAAADvk/vmcYOqw3crA/s640/PA160169a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SEokV6wK8sc/TpsC3sR9PSI/AAAAAAAADvs/7aclECp-pCY/s512/PA160170a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 485px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SEokV6wK8sc/TpsC3sR9PSI/AAAAAAAADvs/7aclECp-pCY/s512/PA160170a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VXLNQ0BnbW4/TpsC9eVlR7I/AAAAAAAADv0/ijMtHgDmKes/s512/PA160171a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 486px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VXLNQ0BnbW4/TpsC9eVlR7I/AAAAAAAADv0/ijMtHgDmKes/s512/PA160171a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MkMRBURX42c/TpsDCcv2dtI/AAAAAAAADv8/xGi6vb1J4VE/s512/PA160172a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 455px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MkMRBURX42c/TpsDCcv2dtI/AAAAAAAADv8/xGi6vb1J4VE/s512/PA160172a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GSq2tFrKPys/TpsDGknPK2I/AAAAAAAADwE/ZS3nzQFi4g8/s512/PA160173a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 412px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GSq2tFrKPys/TpsDGknPK2I/AAAAAAAADwE/ZS3nzQFi4g8/s512/PA160173a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear all these bad karma accumulated is gonna come back to me one day&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; very&lt;/span&gt; much irritated by ppl like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2688983614890012093?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2688983614890012093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2688983614890012093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/10/bare-meanness.html' title='Bare Meanness'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EvRj797Jloo/TpsCxJu2KYI/AAAAAAAADvk/vmcYOqw3crA/s72-c/PA160169a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8896115857039857238</id><published>2011-10-12T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:29:43.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day, I will love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsw0ct9nab1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsw0ct9nab1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nsBvgAnhr7w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nsBvgAnhr7w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; fall in love with someone one day&lt;br /&gt;and finally understand the meaning of being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half &lt;/span&gt;to another person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what is the almighty's plan for me&lt;br /&gt;but I do know&lt;br /&gt;a heart does not just beats for metabolic purpose,&lt;br /&gt;it has to be beat&lt;br /&gt;for happiness&lt;br /&gt;for pain&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hold pride in my lovelessness&lt;br /&gt;but after so long,&lt;br /&gt;I realised it's gonna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt; me one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8896115857039857238?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8896115857039857238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8896115857039857238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-day-i-will-love.html' title='One day, I will love'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-9043410217234454368</id><published>2011-10-07T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T18:02:12.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do it for your mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpqsqm0Zzn1qzfcpmo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpqsqm0Zzn1qzfcpmo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss my mum&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ways to unscrew your life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink water (only)&lt;br /&gt;Sleep before midnight&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 7am&lt;br /&gt;Exercise &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(chasing for bus does not count, climbing staircase in school does not count)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat all your meals&lt;br /&gt;Do all your works&lt;br /&gt;Smile &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bring it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-9043410217234454368?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/9043410217234454368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/9043410217234454368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/10/do-it-for-your-mama.html' title='Do it for your mama'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7274060628032388616</id><published>2011-09-30T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:01:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonobo's Handshake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lru40lGLxl1qgfzbwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lru40lGLxl1qgfzbwo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so passionate, so hungry, that I forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped calculating how I could lose less than he would. How I could come out this less broken, more intact.&lt;br /&gt;He had an intense frown creasing his forehead, and those glacier eyes were full of purpose. His dream lay between us, spilled and uncorrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right there and then&lt;/span&gt;, I wanted to fold myself up like a letter and deliver myself to his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;It's wonderful and torturing at the same time to have found your equivalent of timmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7274060628032388616?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7274060628032388616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7274060628032388616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/bonobos-handshake.html' title='Bonobo&apos;s Handshake'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2409105796771279043</id><published>2011-09-26T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:05:58.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblrrrrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Ou5kAXjc4hQ/ToCLWP_DXdI/AAAAAAAADuw/VpLgEBpQ80o/tumblr_li054xkwdG1qfd5a4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 449px; height: 316px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Ou5kAXjc4hQ/ToCLWP_DXdI/AAAAAAAADuw/VpLgEBpQ80o/tumblr_li054xkwdG1qfd5a4o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;this goes to show that tumblr grows onto you unconsciously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it's just a 'like a boss' face, and not a 'forever alone' or 'y u no' face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mere mortals who are not aware of the awesomeness of tumblr and have absolutely no idea what I have been talking about, see below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/c/caught_cell_phone_fuck_yea-14308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 553px; height: 473px;" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/c/caught_cell_phone_fuck_yea-14308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the 'fuck yea' face, and at times is also used in  'like a boss' situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wtfhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/forever-alone-japanese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 496px; height: 575px;" src="http://wtfhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/forever-alone-japanese.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then there is the 'forever alone'&lt;br /&gt;who is&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpmfay3u3J1qe11kdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpmfay3u3J1qe11kdo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and not forgetting, the rather overated 'y u no'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp56pgj50u1qmdwzco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 485px; height: 284px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp56pgj50u1qmdwzco1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course,&lt;br /&gt;there is still the whole gang of them&lt;br /&gt;together with 'foul bachelor frog', 'insanity wolf', 'socially awkward penguin', 'unhelpful high school teacher', 'success kid', 'the most interesting man in the world', 'annoying facebook girl' and so manyyyyyy moree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ilovetumblr&lt;br /&gt;fuckyeah&lt;br /&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/6884910397048855190-2409105796771279043?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2409105796771279043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2409105796771279043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/tumblrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Tumblrrrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Ou5kAXjc4hQ/ToCLWP_DXdI/AAAAAAAADuw/VpLgEBpQ80o/s72-c/tumblr_li054xkwdG1qfd5a4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5021459599493075198</id><published>2011-09-25T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:52:50.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickin start recess week. yeah right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hi all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1250am now and I'm alone in hall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(FOREVER ALONEEEE)&lt;/span&gt; and I'm hungry cos I didnt eat dinner and I have bruises &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(of unknown origin)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;all over my body and I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TONSS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of work to do but all I did the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/span&gt; weekend &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(entire week in fact)&lt;/span&gt; is 2 paragraph of effective comm proj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, all those will not be a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VGGEqGNUvww/Tn9UHe8bmxI/AAAAAAAADtQ/prfst98YDNk/s512/P9230120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 419px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VGGEqGNUvww/Tn9UHe8bmxI/AAAAAAAADtQ/prfst98YDNk/s512/P9230120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shot by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice location &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ulu within orchard, how fantastic is that!)&lt;/span&gt;, nice dinner&lt;br /&gt;couldnt be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wRRuP92WPo4/Tn9UHnZGQII/AAAAAAAADtY/9lMoe_IvJNM/s512/P9230121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wRRuP92WPo4/Tn9UHnZGQII/AAAAAAAADtY/9lMoe_IvJNM/s512/P9230121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without girls like you, there will be no fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uOH5SYdERho/Tn9UH996MMI/AAAAAAAADtg/eKzOAJeDxB4/s512/P9240145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uOH5SYdERho/Tn9UH996MMI/AAAAAAAADtg/eKzOAJeDxB4/s512/P9240145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morning train rides can be made better by pretending that we're in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vZuYMADcrww/Tn9UIMN0d5I/AAAAAAAADto/FmtYGzSk4as/s640/P9240147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vZuYMADcrww/Tn9UIMN0d5I/AAAAAAAADto/FmtYGzSk4as/s640/P9240147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After-performance emptiness striped bare in your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cIFbwXGV4_o/Tn9UIZzj3jI/AAAAAAAADtw/RVnW_80CFOI/s512/P9240158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cIFbwXGV4_o/Tn9UIZzj3jI/AAAAAAAADtw/RVnW_80CFOI/s512/P9240158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found my dream abandoned building by chance&lt;br /&gt;ADVENTUREEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pZ9yg7zgJK4/Tn9UVffze7I/AAAAAAAADt4/azm1D3dYKeE/s640/P9250166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pZ9yg7zgJK4/Tn9UVffze7I/AAAAAAAADt4/azm1D3dYKeE/s640/P9250166.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course not forgetting, the many bruises that appeared on my body out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I would have gotten more if I was by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5021459599493075198?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5021459599493075198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5021459599493075198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/kickin-start-recess-week-yeah-right.html' title='Kickin start recess week. yeah right'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VGGEqGNUvww/Tn9UHe8bmxI/AAAAAAAADtQ/prfst98YDNk/s72-c/P9230120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5934784277212549759</id><published>2011-09-22T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:32:22.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Hair Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--tZKnBroCtk/TnqbVZoK-qI/AAAAAAAADtI/k__0JCI7qJQ/s512/P9210116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--tZKnBroCtk/TnqbVZoK-qI/AAAAAAAADtI/k__0JCI7qJQ/s512/P9210116.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you're cutting your friend's hair,&lt;br /&gt;a new level of intimacy is formed&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO CUTEE RIGHT???!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA NOW I CANT STOP TALKING TO HER&lt;br /&gt;COS I'M ADMIRING MY OWN WORK EVERYTIME I LOOK AT HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.ilovemyroomie.com/cossheletmecutherfringeandnowshelookssupercute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5934784277212549759?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5934784277212549759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5934784277212549759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/hair-hair-hair.html' title='Hair Hair Hair'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--tZKnBroCtk/TnqbVZoK-qI/AAAAAAAADtI/k__0JCI7qJQ/s72-c/P9210116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3017566524807819742</id><published>2011-09-21T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:01:47.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories from those taste buds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ihvokMkXKNc/TnlBim-8X4I/AAAAAAAADtA/ULKI-U5xZ9c/s640/P9170096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ihvokMkXKNc/TnlBim-8X4I/AAAAAAAADtA/ULKI-U5xZ9c/s640/P9170096.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still eating the same brand of black sesame, and it still tastes the same.&lt;br /&gt;I still have the habit of sitting by the window, swinging my legs while eating it.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no longer looking through that frosted window, and you are no longer in my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, whoever you've become, whatever you're doing,&lt;br /&gt;I hope the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;Like always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3017566524807819742?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3017566524807819742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3017566524807819742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/memories-from-food.html' title='Memories from those taste buds'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ihvokMkXKNc/TnlBim-8X4I/AAAAAAAADtA/ULKI-U5xZ9c/s72-c/P9170096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2305621588769327423</id><published>2011-09-20T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:25:24.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3aoWJICMsyg/Tnf64Hv5q6I/AAAAAAAADs4/sVN4CiKotS8/smileee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 541px; height: 498px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3aoWJICMsyg/Tnf64Hv5q6I/AAAAAAAADs4/sVN4CiKotS8/smileee.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hahahhahah :D&lt;br /&gt;What a happy webby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum once came home and told me about this stranger who smiled at her when she was in a really foul mood. At that moment, she suddenly felt very bad, cos she realised by being unhappy herself, she was spreading it to the others whenever they look at her. Vice versa, by being a little happier and more friendly, she could have brightened up someone else's day, just like what that stranger had done to hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd meet very nice people on the streets who would just smile at strangers &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not in a creepy way though. Just a normal, nice smile)&lt;/span&gt;, and becos I'm a little slow at times, my brain could only registered the smile AFTER I have walked passed them. Then I'd feel really bad to think that I've just made someone lose a little faith in humanity, but I didn't want to appear as a freak by going all the way back to them just to flash them a smile, so usually I'd end up dwelling in self-blame for the next five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are like me,&lt;br /&gt;go check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2uv.us/"&gt;Two of us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2305621588769327423?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2305621588769327423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2305621588769327423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/two-of-us.html' title='Two of us'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3aoWJICMsyg/Tnf64Hv5q6I/AAAAAAAADs4/sVN4CiKotS8/s72-c/smileee.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-60173505401694805</id><published>2011-09-19T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:18:41.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that was love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5598366268_428cd4674b_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5598366268_428cd4674b_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a bone-chilling night in Beijing, and I was just wandering outside by myself&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (because that's the kind of thing I'd do)&lt;/span&gt;, when I saw this couple in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were walking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reallly &lt;/span&gt;slowly and I became intrigued by the sharp contrast set between them and the gushing traffic . Though it might sound really chessy, this sight indeed made me feel an inexplicable rush of serenity and contendness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were both in their seventies, holding hands and walking in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; sync. 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&lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-priority:99;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin-top:0cm;  mso-para-margin-right:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt;  mso-para-margin-left:0cm;  line-height:115%;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;When people think of reincarnation, they always come up against a very difficult question: if, in the beginning, there were so few people on the face of the Earth, and now there are so many, where did all those new souls come from? The answer is simple. In certain reincarnations, we divide into two. Our souls divide as do crystals and stars, cells and plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;Our soul divides into two, and those new souls are in turn transformed into two and so, within a few generations, we are scattered over a large part of Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;We form part of what the alchemists call the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Anima mundi&lt;/i&gt;, the soul of the World. The truth is that if the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Anima mundi&lt;/i&gt; were merely to keep dividing, it would keep growing, but it would also become gradually weaker. That is why, as well as dividing into two, we also find ourselves. And that process of finding ourselves is called Love. Because when a soul divides, it always divides into a male part and a female part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;That’s how the Book of Genesis explains it: the soul of Adam was spilt in two, and Eve was born out of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;In each life, we feel a mysterious obligation to find at least one of those Soulmates. The Greater Love that separated them feels pleased with the Love that brings them together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;“But how will I know who my Soulmate is?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;You could tell your Soulmate by the light in their eyes, and since time began, that has been how people have recognized their true love. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;By taking risks, by risking failure, disappointment, disillusion, but never ceasing in your search for Love. As long as you keep looking, you will triumph in the end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;“is it possible to meet more than one Soulmate in each life?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;Yes, and when that happens, the heart is divided, and the result is pain and suffering. Yes, we can meet three or four Soulmates, because we are many and we are scattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We can also allow our Soulmate to pass us by, without accepting him or her, or even noticing. Then we will need another incarnation in order to find that Soulmate. And because of our selfishness, we will be condemned to the worst torture humankind even invented for itself:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-60173505401694805?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/60173505401694805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/60173505401694805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-that-was-love.html' title='And that was love'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5598366268_428cd4674b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8425288352347326847</id><published>2011-09-17T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:56:54.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont want to miss anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sucks to miss someone, something, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;cos there's really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nothing &lt;/span&gt;you can do about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all you do is&lt;br /&gt;sit there&lt;br /&gt;and miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to this song, and even though I dont understand a single word for it, it suddenly reminds me of my days in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAr6_zzVbJY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAr6_zzVbJY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DnEc7MNbbo4/TnQvrEPXGpI/AAAAAAAADsg/XGgJImYtF3w/s640/SAM_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DnEc7MNbbo4/TnQvrEPXGpI/AAAAAAAADsg/XGgJImYtF3w/s640/SAM_0815.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hated the coldness when I was there, but now it just looks so lovely&lt;br /&gt;I want to smell the snow again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QLsVUDW5Dgw/TnQvrfCcb-I/AAAAAAAADso/hyB7_URXik4/s640/PC120067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QLsVUDW5Dgw/TnQvrfCcb-I/AAAAAAAADso/hyB7_URXik4/s640/PC120067.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I visit ancient places like this, I'd always imagine what kind of stories had happened there and what kind of people were walking on the exact path as me thousands of years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;I miss wearing winter clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7lum0t0-zxE/TnQvrw5rQhI/AAAAAAAADsw/UccsUSkRE7U/s640/SAM_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7lum0t0-zxE/TnQvrw5rQhI/AAAAAAAADsw/UccsUSkRE7U/s640/SAM_0738.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese people: &lt;/span&gt;BBQ chicken and beef?? Nahh, too mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;                                     How about BBQ scorpions, starfish and seahorses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to try initially, but I freaked out when I noticed that some of the scorpions were still moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. Started my university life for about one and a half month now. Cant really summarize everything in a line, but dont worry, I'm good (smileyyy face!)  I guess I just miss living in a foreign place&lt;br /&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/6884910397048855190-8425288352347326847?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8425288352347326847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8425288352347326847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-want-to-miss-anything.html' title='I dont want to miss anything'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DnEc7MNbbo4/TnQvrEPXGpI/AAAAAAAADsg/XGgJImYtF3w/s72-c/SAM_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2424716896032633525</id><published>2011-07-24T09:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:54:41.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickennnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG HAHAHAHHA :D:D:D AHHAHAHDLAJS;LNA HOW I LOVE THIS KIND OF THINGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;href="http: com=""&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lotb2wkC6y1qd803w.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhcOWmjSBlg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhcOWmjSBlg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/href="http:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2424716896032633525?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2424716896032633525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2424716896032633525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/07/chickennnn.html' title='Chickennnn'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4872691877558296253</id><published>2011-07-10T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:04:22.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zvV1871l104/Thl8LwetljI/AAAAAAAADsI/z4826v2LcqQ/s512/P6300135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zvV1871l104/Thl8LwetljI/AAAAAAAADsI/z4826v2LcqQ/s512/P6300135.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sneak preview of our phuket trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ohemgee, those days :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. Well a lesson for everyone. Thou shalt&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; NEVER&lt;/span&gt; fight with your mum, cos really, it's just impossible to win over the person who gave birth to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4872691877558296253?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4872691877558296253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4872691877558296253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-saying.html' title='Just saying'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zvV1871l104/Thl8LwetljI/AAAAAAAADsI/z4826v2LcqQ/s72-c/P6300135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3895918778962323149</id><published>2011-06-19T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:13:44.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal at midnight yea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYnudenT-Qc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYnudenT-Qc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The point?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes (like now RIGHT NOW), I wish I can make friends with people who are very serious about cereals&lt;br /&gt;and people who have their own cereal spoons&lt;br /&gt;and people who make cool sign language when talking about their cereal and its taste&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And why the hell I would think about such thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, I've been lying in bed and unable to sleep, which happens to me with the same kind of frequency of you witnessing an eclipse, so now, I've finally understood why and how insomnia can be the root of tons of psychological illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;It's just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not to think of anything!! Even when you try to, you'd be thinking 'right, stop thinking about anything nowww', and isn't that a thought by itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So you'll be thinking about smth&lt;br /&gt;and I mean c'mon, we all know it, you wont be able to think about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sunshine puppy children beach morning flowers&lt;/span&gt; at 1 or 2am&lt;br /&gt;so this is when all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy shitty wasted sick depressing demoralising cynical&lt;/span&gt; thoughts came flooding your mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe that's why most authors, poets, musicians, artists, designers and people whose job requires creativity and inspiration on a daily basis, are mainly the people with sleeping problems and have the one of the highest suicide rates&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos really,&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3895918778962323149?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3895918778962323149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3895918778962323149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/06/cereal-at-midnight-yea.html' title='Cereal at midnight yea'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3296278760358173523</id><published>2011-06-17T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:28:30.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache like a madman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld2o0pfot11qzh4jwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 500px; height: 372px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld2o0pfot11qzh4jwo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a massive headache and I don't care if posting a picture of a pair of hairy man's legs in heels will irritate you or that it has absolutely nothing to do with what I'm going to blog about later, which, in case you've successfully acquired the essential skill of inferring from your elementary English classes, you should have known that all I'm gonna do is to complain about my headache, and as I was typing the above I got reminded of a book where the protagonist too had frequent killer headaches which his mum compared it to a meteorology term similar to a thunderstorm or whatsoever and my failure of unable to recall that exact term he used to describe his headaches are adding on to my own headaches, and I really dont care how I'm typing everything so far in a single sentence becos I just feel like abusing my right as the owner of this blog, let alone the fact that I'm a owner with severe headache, but I guess I probably have to stop now as I can totally foresee myself getting a headache in the future when I revisit this post and even though it's paradoxical to say that, since by reading to the point where I said I should stop my future self will already get a headache, I'd still stop here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gawd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Initially, I typed 'God', then on remembering the fact that I'm an atheist, I changed it becos I'm not sure whom I am referring to when I type 'God' and I dont want to confuse myself more at this point of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(but I guess I'd alrdy did, didnt I)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dreamt of me and my one of my hulalas (by that I mean candyboys, or sometimes a little more than candyboys, but still generally lumped together under that category). All was well, we were having fun and enjoying ourselves in this gorgeous farm of his. Then his mum got into the picture, and I had to pack and live at my school's hostel but some 80 yr old lady stole my suitcase while I waiting for my bus and I chased her 80mile per hour down an never-ending slope, which I kept imagining myself tripping at one point then tumbling and rolling all the way down. We came up with ingenious plans of meeting at his place again discreetly, but his brother was there but he was totally freaked out cos he said that there were ghosts chasing after him and I hugged him cos he was crying like mad, but for some reason he got super angry and started chasing and shooting us with this big-ass rifle. I was injured and my hulala was shot dead and the last scene was me hugging and crying over his dead body desperately like Lion King and his papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 500px; height: 272px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc9ymcbGQ81qa0rs7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right at the moment when I opened my eyes, my right ear started to hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not the kind of sharp pain like a broken arm, it's periodical, more like dunks during a match. You dont get them every minute, but once they happen, you can be rest assured that its impact is prominent and its aftermath is sure to linger on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, so that goes on for the whole day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and near the mid afternoon, the pain has spread to the right side of my head. And as I always have the habit of applying pressure and hurting the place which is hurting more (as the saying goes 以毒攻毒), I kept pressing and knuckling my head but that pain is some smarty-panty bitch. It hurts at different parts every time, so that my tactics wont work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all of this reminds me of the opening quote of "Still Alice" by Lisa Genova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Even then, more than a year earlier, there were neurons in her head, not far from her ears, that were being strangled to death, too quietly for her to hear them. Some would argue that things were going so insidiously wrong that the neurons themselves initiated events that would lead to their own destruction. Whether it was molecular murder or cellular suicide, they were unable to warn her of what was happening before they died."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a bad omen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. I just couldnt let go of what book and which term it is, so after much painful searching, I finally got it. "The term, "Godsplitter," comes from a novel by Craig Clevenger, called, "The Contortionist's Handbook." A truly perfect term for these. Textbooks list them as "suicide headaches," and as "the worst pain known to humankind." ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3296278760358173523?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3296278760358173523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3296278760358173523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/06/headache-like-madman.html' title='Headache like a madman'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1760162169967781863</id><published>2011-06-13T11:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T14:55:36.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Dallas for the justice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment when the humble team beats the cocky team, which your favourite team had ridiculously lost to in the previous rounds:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf3d27uehK1qekl1u.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lij88hHRVQ1qzl5pa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 242px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lij88hHRVQ1qzl5pa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg6ceeXnxA1qd7h8i.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 498px; height: 226px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg6ceeXnxA1qd7h8i.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llder7LcWh1qcroi6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 500px; height: 211px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llder7LcWh1qcroi6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li0496fqDw1qbmqyqo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 500px; height: 282px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li0496fqDw1qbmqyqo1_500.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg8hipmIby1qzu8lm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 280px; height: 210px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg8hipmIby1qzu8lm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm73tzQVs01qii6tmo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 455px; height: 255px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm73tzQVs01qii6tmo1_500.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll06ufcEdW1qadhwp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 500px; height: 281px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll06ufcEdW1qadhwp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then you realised that it's not really that much of a revenge, cos the title still doesn't belong to your favourite team, so you're like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf3d27uehK1qekl1u.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 255px; height: 202px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf3d27uehK1qekl1u.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;it'd have been much worse if those arrogant fellas had won, so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 270px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leosvzwLV91qdlkgg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To start off, I've never liked the Miami Heat. Too arrogant, too narcissistic, too individualistic. Why can one have the face to say that they're gonna build a dynasty when they didnt even acquire one title together?! Even with Celtics Big three in their first year, all they said was 'we were going after banner 17th', and here's Heat, creating a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DYNASTY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeah right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And while Celtics players are extremely pleasing to eyes, the Heat challenges me visually every single time without failed. From the &lt;a href="http://www.eurweb.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/erik_spoelstra2010-med.jpg"&gt;head coach&lt;/a&gt;, to &lt;a href="http://images.mirror.co.uk/upl/m4/feb2009/5/7/40E7D635-F00E-32EA-23BB09CE563EECE8.jpg"&gt;LBJ when Heat's leading&lt;/a&gt;, and of course, not forgetting the all-time kills &lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/full/235856827.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1307947605&amp;amp;Signature=ckbNAwq0b23Wb5La2hRESWP9IcY%3D"&gt;ostrich&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://movementsandnonsense.com/archives/1384"&gt;Chris Bosh &lt;/a&gt;(whom I couldn't even bear to look at).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, everyone has gotten what they've deserved. The Heat learned a lesson about humility, the Dallas finally won their first franchise championship title and the retarded Danny Angie should have understood the outcome of not practicing what one had preached when he brought in the whole Ubuntu thing and then sent Perkins away abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8SDHJoFiCg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8SDHJoFiCg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2010-2011 season ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I have an urge to say to LeBron "Hi James, isn't it cool that both you and me have the same number of championship ring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1760162169967781863?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1760162169967781863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1760162169967781863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-dallas.html' title='Thank you Dallas for the justice'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7476043887338095154</id><published>2011-06-03T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:20:40.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fats Donation starting soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need to start exercising because that's the way of healthy living:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 195px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to shape up so that I can be friends with pretty skinny girls in college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 195px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must slim down so that I can breathe properly in tight clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 195px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tone up so that I can take nice beach photos during THE coming Phuket trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm3e46Vjdy1qclmb3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 248px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm3e46Vjdy1qclmb3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqqnfDAGA1qa31yt.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7476043887338095154?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7476043887338095154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7476043887338095154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/06/fats-donation-starting-soon.html' title='Fats Donation starting soon'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3963304929759957422</id><published>2011-05-29T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:25:34.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead just makes everything epic(er)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yXirI-3OWRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yXirI-3OWRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best movies&lt;br /&gt;Amazing colours, lots of slow motions, twisted beyond twisted storyline&lt;br /&gt;couldn't love it more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5x3CW7O5O4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5x3CW7O5O4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;You know you've made it in this world when you're starting to &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2011/05/16/baby-like/"&gt;inspire baby-names&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it even had the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/search?q=andrew+garfield+spiderman&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=456"&gt;future Spiderman&lt;/a&gt; on set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/23079092" width="640" height="510" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jellyfish Lake, Republic of Palau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve thousand years ago these jellyfish became trapped in a natural  basin on the island when the ocean recede. With no  predators amongst them for thousands of years, they evolved into a new  species that lost most of their stinging ability as they no longer had  to protect themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's surreal and euphorically epic to swim amongst thousands of jellyfish. But that's because we are human and we've never been surrounded by SOO many jellyfish before. So will the jellyfish feel the same if I were to put it in a jar and maneuver  through crowds of people in slow motion?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3963304929759957422?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3963304929759957422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3963304929759957422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/radiohead-just-makes-everything-epicer.html' title='Radiohead just makes everything epic(er)'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6834018758118379398</id><published>2011-05-26T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:45:31.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates yea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXtInlTbsLQ/Td5DVMfMRpI/AAAAAAAADpM/5Y01dKL2DEQ/s1600/ntums.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXtInlTbsLQ/Td5DVMfMRpI/AAAAAAAADpM/5Y01dKL2DEQ/s400/ntums.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610996217158583954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llsq0cuVy31qjyym1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llsq0cuVy31qjyym1o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and maybe some of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHbYTm8U1v8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHbYTm8U1v8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6834018758118379398?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6834018758118379398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6834018758118379398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/updates-yea.html' title='Updates yea'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXtInlTbsLQ/Td5DVMfMRpI/AAAAAAAADpM/5Y01dKL2DEQ/s72-c/ntums.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7674580794136353899</id><published>2011-05-21T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:16:47.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randommmmmmmmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was just lazing around the net when I saw this post of "32 photos you have to see if you are going to die tomorrow" (or smth along that line) and I was expecting really gorgeous high-resolution photos when they are just basically like these ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/10/enhanced-buzz-435-1305902038-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/10/enhanced-buzz-435-1305902038-6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini-horse in apple store?&lt;br /&gt;You go, Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-435-1305899943-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 693px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-435-1305899943-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how uncomfortable this cat looks.&lt;br /&gt;And it's as if she finds this knitted sweater &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really, really&lt;/span&gt; lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkopr5sHOV1qgoqsuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-428-1305899553-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 428px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-428-1305899553-0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was a screwed up chicken, but it's a baby owl!&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-440-1305899866-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-440-1305899866-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why look so sad??&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just all bulldogs' default face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/8/enhanced-buzz-416-1305894196-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 605px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/8/enhanced-buzz-416-1305894196-0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BABY PENGUIN MEETS BABY DOLPHIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;omgawd, can I have his job plss??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-435-1305899280-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 541px; height: 800px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-435-1305899280-0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a good thing that I dont have a cat like this, otherwise it'll be very hard for me to resist the temptation of wiping my shoes on it before I step into the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-428-1305899901-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 598px; height: 399px;" src="http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2011/5/20/9/enhanced-buzz-428-1305899901-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you can't tell, this is a polar bear with a cone stuck to his head&lt;br /&gt;I have no comment&lt;br /&gt;it just looked&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; plain&lt;/span&gt; dumb&lt;br /&gt;like a human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;Since I have shared photos of such quality, I thought it'd only be fair if I could show some at the other end of the quality spectrum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, here you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMRvL_fNyBI/TdeiXym7FxI/AAAAAAAADo8/dxlBKuTX-n0/s1600/384425540856481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMRvL_fNyBI/TdeiXym7FxI/AAAAAAAADo8/dxlBKuTX-n0/s400/384425540856481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609130390518961938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It reminds me of our upcoming phuket trip&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomg I REALLY hope it'll materialize!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLJCNhcN3fI/TdeiXVisl5I/AAAAAAAADo0/u9YQq28-uhM/s1600/jaer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLJCNhcN3fI/TdeiXVisl5I/AAAAAAAADo0/u9YQq28-uhM/s400/jaer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609130382716606354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woahwoahwoah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NW8k15XHhbQ/TdeiW0rCFHI/AAAAAAAADos/cLkpEZj8Eug/s1600/ahsaW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NW8k15XHhbQ/TdeiW0rCFHI/AAAAAAAADos/cLkpEZj8Eug/s400/ahsaW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609130373893198962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yee Peng Festival at Chiang Mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz352/loaloauk/Universal%20Singapore/Disney%20and%20more/tangled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 300px;" src="http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz352/loaloauk/Universal%20Singapore/Disney%20and%20more/tangled1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After watching Tangled (one of my great LOVES), I'm determined that I WILL witness the true beauty of these sky lanterns for myself one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, Disney just infiltrates our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkqy955nrz1qiqsd8o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 700px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkqy955nrz1qiqsd8o1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesomeness at its best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkopr5sHOV1qgoqsuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 497px; height: 331px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkopr5sHOV1qgoqsuo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont even know what to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;Places like that are places that I imagine myself going to after death&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (only at times when I think I'm actually a good person),&lt;/span&gt; but to know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; breathing human beings do live here just made me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkqu0e2LEg1qzr6ooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 339px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkqu0e2LEg1qzr6ooo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;almost as immaculate as a mannequin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll0z7nBlNi1qzg2w3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll0z7nBlNi1qzg2w3o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So haunting, almost "Orphan"- like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpk6z2GDO1qilq3xo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 468px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpk6z2GDO1qilq3xo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wadi Resort by Oppenheim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must visit this place once in my life&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;I can go there for my honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;provided that I can get married&lt;br /&gt;provided that I can get married &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt; not just to some outlandish beardy hobo sailor/tailor/explorer/director/painter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, that dream just seemed so distant away&lt;br /&gt;oh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7674580794136353899?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7674580794136353899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7674580794136353899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/randommmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title='Randommmmmmmmmmmmm'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMRvL_fNyBI/TdeiXym7FxI/AAAAAAAADo8/dxlBKuTX-n0/s72-c/384425540856481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5637627428628438516</id><published>2011-05-12T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:17:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dearest C's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-moMDjrsOzW4/TctTjuGyy6I/AAAAAAAADmE/pj1x2h0iyqI/s1600/i.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-moMDjrsOzW4/TctTjuGyy6I/AAAAAAAADmE/pj1x2h0iyqI/s400/i.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605666034329766818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really painful, but we all have to face it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zdTkpm9FvU/TctTjNZcUEI/AAAAAAAADl8/emasWPYQe0o/s1600/nba_u_celticswin_576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zdTkpm9FvU/TctTjNZcUEI/AAAAAAAADl8/emasWPYQe0o/s400/nba_u_celticswin_576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605666025549615170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since December 2010, I haven't missed a single live Celtics game and just three hours ago, their 2010-2011 playoff has officially come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these past months, these guys above are basically my absolute obsession, or should I say, the main focus of my life&lt;br /&gt;I could forgo anything to catch their games and the outcome was usually the main determinant of my mood for that day, or for the days until their next game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, you just have no idea how possessed and obsessed I  was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because Boston Celtics is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than basketball and winning the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Boston is a brotherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpAXH3R6ifc/TctjHN-8H_I/AAAAAAAADnU/ehgGZ0-xCDg/s1600/Picture-3-480x249.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpAXH3R6ifc/TctjHN-8H_I/AAAAAAAADnU/ehgGZ0-xCDg/s400/Picture-3-480x249.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605683136856596466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_sva4Rzs8A/TctTi-NKCrI/AAAAAAAADls/D4C1kuoez2A/s1600/celtics-game-4-finals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_sva4Rzs8A/TctTi-NKCrI/AAAAAAAADls/D4C1kuoez2A/s400/celtics-game-4-finals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605666021471554226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCI_sBh9mtI/Tcthx_qcKfI/AAAAAAAADmk/LGlo1G-2ASc/s1600/garnett-rondo-1210-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCI_sBh9mtI/Tcthx_qcKfI/AAAAAAAADmk/LGlo1G-2ASc/s400/garnett-rondo-1210-600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605681672723638770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrITuHnTwHQ/Tcthx-OYjGI/AAAAAAAADmc/zqCa1Sygy1o/s1600/raykids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrITuHnTwHQ/Tcthx-OYjGI/AAAAAAAADmc/zqCa1Sygy1o/s400/raykids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605681672337525858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nHOUvaYX3k/TcthxgeCVPI/AAAAAAAADmU/EESII6ytmL8/s1600/122210-photo-of-game416450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nHOUvaYX3k/TcthxgeCVPI/AAAAAAAADmU/EESII6ytmL8/s400/122210-photo-of-game416450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605681664350115058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0IyZL3T13A/TcthxkIuROI/AAAAAAAADmM/FFwcFpZBdIc/s1600/tumblr_l3bnooTB591qb7ev3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0IyZL3T13A/TcthxkIuROI/AAAAAAAADmM/FFwcFpZBdIc/s400/tumblr_l3bnooTB591qb7ev3o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605681665334461666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hERNJbqMRFY/TcthyKN_PTI/AAAAAAAADms/tIHkd9I8yTs/s1600/61588d_hug_05122020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hERNJbqMRFY/TcthyKN_PTI/AAAAAAAADms/tIHkd9I8yTs/s400/61588d_hug_05122020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605681675557092658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gukyctt-pcE/TctiwUpqSrI/AAAAAAAADnE/kyEICLU5qxI/s1600/1297156610e88a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gukyctt-pcE/TctiwUpqSrI/AAAAAAAADnE/kyEICLU5qxI/s400/1297156610e88a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605682743509404338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdMxTFAJ5Vc/TctiwRjymRI/AAAAAAAADm8/R7f6qday1cw/s1600/112608_rondo_perk_kg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdMxTFAJ5Vc/TctiwRjymRI/AAAAAAAADm8/R7f6qday1cw/s400/112608_rondo_perk_kg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605682742679476498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_tIIGb6G1A/TctiwFXv1nI/AAAAAAAADm0/_x9vol_WHWU/s1600/kevin-garnett-paul-pierce-hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_tIIGb6G1A/TctiwFXv1nI/AAAAAAAADm0/_x9vol_WHWU/s400/kevin-garnett-paul-pierce-hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605682739407738482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2nwGYshazQ/TctnZvW0-rI/AAAAAAAADn8/Wff4ibj2tM4/s1600/Celtics%2BBig%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2nwGYshazQ/TctnZvW0-rI/AAAAAAAADn8/Wff4ibj2tM4/s400/Celtics%2BBig%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605687853099317938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my two utmost loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LkQYcB-uNzM/Tctiwn8WkMI/AAAAAAAADnM/VZK1nFgbi_Y/s1600/kg-rondo-embrace400375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LkQYcB-uNzM/Tctiwn8WkMI/AAAAAAAADnM/VZK1nFgbi_Y/s400/kg-rondo-embrace400375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605682748688076994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/weSRSQmvo-U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/weSRSQmvo-U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-JPlJEaUrI/TctkOWQHHbI/AAAAAAAADnc/YJpzU7q_pO0/s1600/celticsstretch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-JPlJEaUrI/TctkOWQHHbI/AAAAAAAADnc/YJpzU7q_pO0/s400/celticsstretch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605684358846815666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7p_GtE8S4A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7p_GtE8S4A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;to the one who has changed the entire Celtics culture and history when he arrived in Boston&lt;br /&gt;to the one who has greatly inspired many&lt;br /&gt;to the one who taught us the real meaning of intensity, glory, passion and pride&lt;br /&gt;to the only person whom I've fallen in love at the first sight&lt;br /&gt;to one of the greatest player in the NBA history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhEcMIBCXp0/TctnZP1eMgI/AAAAAAAADns/VekzGoYdrVg/s1600/kevin-garnett-intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhEcMIBCXp0/TctnZP1eMgI/AAAAAAAADns/VekzGoYdrVg/s400/kevin-garnett-intro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605687844637913602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53XtvG03MEU/TctnZIeWdJI/AAAAAAAADn0/BqHwNiEr6xg/s1600/kg608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53XtvG03MEU/TctnZIeWdJI/AAAAAAAADn0/BqHwNiEr6xg/s400/kg608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605687842661889170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrJfI7Nl09o/TctnYwMbf4I/AAAAAAAADnk/BHwuKS4kw-g/s1600/0417-garnett-celtics-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrJfI7Nl09o/TctnYwMbf4I/AAAAAAAADnk/BHwuKS4kw-g/s400/0417-garnett-celtics-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605687836144271234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NlBTT0CzIE/TctnZyJDAsI/AAAAAAAADoE/hO04KAj9HEo/s1600/nba_g_garnettk_576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NlBTT0CzIE/TctnZyJDAsI/AAAAAAAADoE/hO04KAj9HEo/s400/nba_g_garnettk_576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605687853846823618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3QCgMX5-fps/TctoEfwvX4I/AAAAAAAADoM/vjWEiYUr-Xw/s1600/garnett_slam_game1_lakers500350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3QCgMX5-fps/TctoEfwvX4I/AAAAAAAADoM/vjWEiYUr-Xw/s400/garnett_slam_game1_lakers500350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605688587647410050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0RwpUnn99Y/TctoEsGI9HI/AAAAAAAADoU/uRobSkUJAJ4/s1600/Kevin-Garnett-boston-celtics-20624877-900-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0RwpUnn99Y/TctoEsGI9HI/AAAAAAAADoU/uRobSkUJAJ4/s400/Kevin-Garnett-boston-celtics-20624877-900-600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605688590958392434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/evzhbNFu6os?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/evzhbNFu6os?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the adrenaline and wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;There's no more remorse or disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;just gratefulness&lt;br /&gt;for even being able to part of this golden age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xokx839GQc0/TctojbZbsgI/AAAAAAAADoc/FKyqTgg_BlM/s1600/1297157159842f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xokx839GQc0/TctojbZbsgI/AAAAAAAADoc/FKyqTgg_BlM/s400/1297157159842f3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605689119051854338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would probably go down to the Celtics' history and though it's really heart-pulverizing  to acknowledge that fact, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psq1qJHH660/TctojiXeOMI/AAAAAAAADok/VQJeqSd0PRY/s1600/100341331_crop_650x440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psq1qJHH660/TctojiXeOMI/AAAAAAAADok/VQJeqSd0PRY/s400/100341331_crop_650x440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605689120922679490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because my big 3 had taught him well&lt;br /&gt;and a new era is just burgeoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Celtics pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'ll see you in October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5637627428628438516?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5637627428628438516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5637627428628438516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-my-dearest-cs.html' title='To my dearest C&apos;s'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-moMDjrsOzW4/TctTjuGyy6I/AAAAAAAADmE/pj1x2h0iyqI/s72-c/i.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1745361159037773312</id><published>2011-05-09T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:31:18.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to leave. So don't push me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/5703195197_91d21f3567_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/5703195197_91d21f3567_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes when we know a person long enough, when we like a person deep enough, no matter how much he or she changes after that, we're just gonna stick with them and never be able to leave them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;that's how you are to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to be so easy to love&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I find myself avoiding to meet you&lt;br /&gt;because I'm really afraid that something between us will wither and pulverized each time I meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to like you the way I've used to&lt;br /&gt;Sp please don't make it so hard for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1745361159037773312?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1745361159037773312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1745361159037773312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-want-to-leave-so-dont-push-me.html' title='I don&apos;t want to leave. So don&apos;t push me'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/5703195197_91d21f3567_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7176623701693584620</id><published>2011-05-05T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T04:18:45.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alt Ng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCc0DUQXI/AAAAAAAADk8/DSJvoimGHKM/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 827px; height: 250px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCc0DUQXI/AAAAAAAADk8/DSJvoimGHKM/1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcmCQiDI/AAAAAAAADk0/S_QITQ6iP3U/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 819px; height: 245px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcmCQiDI/AAAAAAAADk0/S_QITQ6iP3U/2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcn6vzVI/AAAAAAAADks/O7Djf6IVWIU/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 816px; height: 249px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcn6vzVI/AAAAAAAADks/O7Djf6IVWIU/3.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcWqmVKI/AAAAAAAADkk/Ki0WsjewO_s/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 817px; height: 247px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcWqmVKI/AAAAAAAADkk/Ki0WsjewO_s/4.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcMROOOI/AAAAAAAADkc/ebv9mgBfAVQ/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 813px; height: 248px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCcMROOOI/AAAAAAAADkc/ebv9mgBfAVQ/5.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCjEr9-BI/AAAAAAAADlE/IPHfkXIDDYw/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 818px; height: 243px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCjEr9-BI/AAAAAAAADlE/IPHfkXIDDYw/6.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought it was you, Ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7176623701693584620?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7176623701693584620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7176623701693584620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/alt-ng.html' title='Alt Ng'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_s-F_itataKc/TcLCc0DUQXI/AAAAAAAADk8/DSJvoimGHKM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2545640274033417545</id><published>2011-05-03T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T01:42:00.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE'S THE LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have quit my job last Friday, though it's only 9-3, I still feel like it's taking up&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; too much&lt;/span&gt; of my time, moreover, it's my holiday right now, so shouldn't I at least enjoy my last bit of true  freedom until the crazy college life starts to kick in again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That was rhetorical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this post is for me to do some reflection on my life, or should I say, love life in particular. Before I start, I would want to clarify that it's not exactly like I'm emo-ing at 2a.m. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(though the disappointing Game 1 versus the Heat at 3am last night was really bad :( okay, stop the digression xizi!)&lt;/span&gt;, it just happened that I was listening to Adele when I flickred upon this really beautiful photo with a even more beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence comes the outpouring of sentiments and nostalgic recollections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aka emo-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to stimulate the ambiance, please listen to the song and go check out the photo before continue the read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0put0_a--Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0put0_a--Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/4988595628_18da521d63_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 430px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/4988595628_18da521d63_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaylablack/4988595628/in/photostream/"&gt;Story here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; trying, and neither do I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dare,&lt;/span&gt; to ask you to love me, I just wish you'd know how much I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually &lt;/span&gt;love you. That's all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the first thought that came to my mind, yeah emo is my middle name and blah blah, I know I know. Well, the shitty part is that I realised, on a second thought, that I don't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you and there isn't even any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To phrase it another way, I never had the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing that I wouldn't do, go to the ends of the Earth for you, to make you feel my love&lt;/span&gt;" feeling for anyone before. Well, there were times when I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; I did, but they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; last long, or should I say not more than three days. And as for the 'YOU', there isn't a specific 'THE YOU' that I could think of, it's just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mash&lt;/span&gt; of YOU(S), with some as trivial &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but memorable, nonetheless)&lt;/span&gt; as an one-off encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's basically my love life for my nineteen yrs spent on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;HOW SAD IS THAT?! I'm talking about my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;life here but there's no love to talk about in the first place at all! Gawdd, this is really starting to freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I wasn't make to be asexual or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO BE ASEXUALLLLLL!!!! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2545640274033417545?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2545640274033417545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2545640274033417545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/05/wheres-love.html' title='WHERE&apos;S THE LOVE'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/4988595628_18da521d63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2047886426118495056</id><published>2011-04-25T00:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T01:54:01.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't ask for more now</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling this unexplainable surge of euphoria which I tried to describe in words, which I failed (as usual) and so I'm gonna let the pictures do the work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUHHPem5l3k/Tb7uAMkaUqI/AAAAAAAADj8/czk_dBzUvTc/s1600/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 430px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUHHPem5l3k/Tb7uAMkaUqI/AAAAAAAADj8/czk_dBzUvTc/s400/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602176673636831906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4ZQzIX4jro/Tb7uAxx0EmI/AAAAAAAADkE/-2ho7ha_qwQ/s1600/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-DesignSceneNet-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 430px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4ZQzIX4jro/Tb7uAxx0EmI/AAAAAAAADkE/-2ho7ha_qwQ/s400/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-DesignSceneNet-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602176683625157218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4zEsFEaGoI/Tb7uBBwKI2I/AAAAAAAADkM/JA0kPL5ZK2A/s1600/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 420px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4zEsFEaGoI/Tb7uBBwKI2I/AAAAAAAADkM/JA0kPL5ZK2A/s400/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602176687913182050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEnHxS6pdqg/Tb7uBcRgvFI/AAAAAAAADkU/8e9WCpaCKbU/s1600/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 430px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEnHxS6pdqg/Tb7uBcRgvFI/AAAAAAAADkU/8e9WCpaCKbU/s400/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602176695032396882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand now?&lt;br /&gt;It's like seeing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; COLE&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREJA TOGETHERR WITH DOUBLE R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;LIKE IT'S&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; FUCKING &lt;/span&gt;PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU JUST WENT SPEECHLESS AND WANT TO PRAY TO THANK GOD FOR ALL THESE WONDERFUL THINGS HAPPENING IN YOUR LIFE EVEN THOUGH YOU DONT EVEN HAVE ANY RELIGIOUS BELIEF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't even understand why I am feeling like this. Maybe it's just how all the small wonderful things are all happening &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt; and so now, it's like a giant ball of happiness. Or maybe it's just me realizing that I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finally finally &lt;/span&gt;not caring anymore, and it's not even like  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretending&lt;/span&gt; to be not caring anymore, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;absolutely authentically genuine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus,&lt;br /&gt;I won this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome back xizi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2047886426118495056?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2047886426118495056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2047886426118495056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-ask-for-more-now.html' title='I can&apos;t ask for more now'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUHHPem5l3k/Tb7uAMkaUqI/AAAAAAAADj8/czk_dBzUvTc/s72-c/Freja-Beha-Cole-Mohr-for-Azul-by-Moussy-Spring-Summer-2011-MaleModelSceneNet-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8437411842235699810</id><published>2011-04-19T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:06:15.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll be fine and he'll be gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When no one is in the office, and you have nothing to do, and everyone you've called is either working or busy, and your head voices are quarelling and fighting with one another,&lt;br /&gt;please listen to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;calm&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n6GHgUwfPl0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n6GHgUwfPl0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you'd offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn't make any of it any less real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being alone means you're free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you're with is the one you're meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you control that completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you're judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you'll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that's why it's worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn't always work the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the sun will rise each day and it's up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so are you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8437411842235699810?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8437411842235699810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8437411842235699810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/04/breathtakingly-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;ll be fine and he&apos;ll be gone'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7882381372520873915</id><published>2011-04-18T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:18:17.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5617420465_ac6e606210_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5617420465_ac6e606210_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When asked what's the &lt;em&gt;weirdest&lt;/em&gt; thing I've ever eaten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can finally stop saying fried grasshoppers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now I can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my contacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't even ask how that happened. Don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7882381372520873915?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7882381372520873915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7882381372520873915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/04/gone-case.html' title='Gone case'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5617420465_ac6e606210_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7336935742488440059</id><published>2011-04-01T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:03:42.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi mum, imissyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UONB6kj4GPs/TZU8Zsky2zI/AAAAAAAADjE/RkxL0fhiEpg/s1600/P4010026_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UONB6kj4GPs/TZU8Zsky2zI/AAAAAAAADjE/RkxL0fhiEpg/s400/P4010026_picnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590440924610222898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how my mama rocked that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;oversize sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, mini skirt, translucent stockings, low rise boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KICK-ASS SHADIESSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry babes, I'm just a little too high over the celtics' win at the spurs today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;LET'S GO CELTICS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-7336935742488440059?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7336935742488440059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7336935742488440059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-mum-imissyou.html' title='Hi mum, imissyou'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UONB6kj4GPs/TZU8Zsky2zI/AAAAAAAADjE/RkxL0fhiEpg/s72-c/P4010026_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4668578213805752223</id><published>2011-03-29T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:52:35.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First 365Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very inspired by &lt;a href="http://care365.tumblr.com/"&gt;Care365&lt;/a&gt;, I've decided to start my own 365 project, hoping that it'd be a very good chance for me to really put in consistent effort in producing images and also, of course, to be more connected to life through reflection and expression. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gosh, why do I sound like I'm writing some cliche personal statement *smack self*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay anyway&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my 365 project is called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;365Listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I'm going to include a line of the song that I'm listening to at the moment of the editing process and here's my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xizii/5568023917/#/photos/xizii/5568023917/lightbox/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xizii/5568023917/#/photos/xizii/5568023917/lightbox/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5015/5568023917_fc4bf69773_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 224px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5015/5568023917_fc4bf69773_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little line of words at the bottom of the image comes from this lovely song '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Circus is Cheaper When it Rains&lt;/span&gt;' by Dan Rodriguez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UZJDW3PY5TI" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&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/6884910397048855190-4668578213805752223?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4668578213805752223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4668578213805752223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-365listen.html' title='First 365Listen'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5015/5568023917_fc4bf69773_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8207258269554286611</id><published>2011-03-26T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:56:33.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing, just contended</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xizii/5558457385/" title="Give some light to the love by xizii, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5558457385_d2d3c20860.jpg" alt="Give some light to the love" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a peaceful and beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a very sweet dream tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8207258269554286611?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8207258269554286611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8207258269554286611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothing-just-contended.html' title='Nothing, just contended'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5558457385_d2d3c20860_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1580862375084642568</id><published>2011-03-22T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:34:44.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go little me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was looking through the old photos when I chanced upon this photo of me when I was seven &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(with a broken arm)&lt;/span&gt; and this sudden surge of blossoming inspiration came flooding into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, look at the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; clothes&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;face expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and omgawdly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; the hair&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm joking, like you know, embarrassed by smth so you just made a joke out of it, but no, I'm serious &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and superbloodyserious)&lt;/span&gt; to say that I think I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; awesome as a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0RJrKOr6zI/TYhOskY1a3I/AAAAAAAADi8/ItPL2CNTsg0/s1600/P3220007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0RJrKOr6zI/TYhOskY1a3I/AAAAAAAADi8/ItPL2CNTsg0/s400/P3220007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586801865342151538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a side note, I just can't love the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more! What a game today! What a game!&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/6884910397048855190-1580862375084642568?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1580862375084642568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1580862375084642568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/way-to-go-little-me.html' title='Way to go little me!'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0RJrKOr6zI/TYhOskY1a3I/AAAAAAAADi8/ItPL2CNTsg0/s72-c/P3220007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4346616773087107538</id><published>2011-03-14T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:38:52.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face that, you are all by yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z53bJ9W2Spw/TXzuTLpJ3gI/AAAAAAAADi0/LFowOuE_fq0/s1600/1242147328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z53bJ9W2Spw/TXzuTLpJ3gI/AAAAAAAADi0/LFowOuE_fq0/s400/1242147328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583599651342900738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to a Harvard Professor, &lt;a href="http://www.joe.ie/news-politics/world-affairs/theres-no-alien-life-in-our-universe-008955-1"&gt;We are all alone in this great big universe because there's no alien life in our universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I think we are actually more alone than being the only one planet with life in the universe, because personally, I think it's more correct to say that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is actually all  alone by themselves in the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea, all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being emo, in case you are stereotyping every person who talks about loneliness as being an emo freak. But don't you think I make sense? In this WHOLE world, there's only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; person, who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; like you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smells&lt;/span&gt; like you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talks &lt;/span&gt;like you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinks&lt;/span&gt; like you and went through the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt; things as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So no one really knows or understands you &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and they will never be able to)&lt;/span&gt; and neither do you really know or understand someone else too. We see aliens as something/someone that we are unable to relate to, something/someone who are different from whom we are. So isn't it the same between people and people? We are like living all alone among aliens, whom we don't understand entirely and who don't understand us entirely too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time I ponder about this whole IAMBLOODYALONEINTHISWHOLEUNIVERSE idea. But they ended up the same way every time; 1) the whole thought just made me want to go and live on a mountain by myself more&lt;br /&gt;2) I was so overwhelmed and in such a low-spirit that I just want to go and sleep (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which acts as the most effective and convenient form of escapism for me&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3) feeling better because that fully explains why someone else is making life difficult for me by not understanding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's because, they are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4346616773087107538?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4346616773087107538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4346616773087107538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/face-that-you-are-all-by-yourself.html' title='Face that, you are all by yourself'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z53bJ9W2Spw/TXzuTLpJ3gI/AAAAAAAADi0/LFowOuE_fq0/s72-c/1242147328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8907113563114035909</id><published>2011-03-09T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T00:14:09.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Chang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/candy-chang-sidewalk7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 1066px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/candy-chang-sidewalk7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chanced upon &lt;a href="http://candychang.com/"&gt;Candy Chang&lt;/a&gt;'s works and felt in love with her works immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her webby "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her parents immigrated from Taiwan to the U.S. and she grew up in the  cornfields of Ohio and beyond. She now lives in New Orleans where she’s  loving porches, palm trees, and ceiling fans while working on public art  projects, big and small. She believes that one of the greatest things  in life is spending time in public places with the people you love. She  also believes that these spaces can better serve the people who live,  work, and play in them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Some of her small projects:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sidewalk_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sidewalk_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sidewalk_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sidewalk_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pedestrians in the city often find themselves walking in deep thought. A  routine trip can prompt reflections on everything from future goals to  last night’s dinner conversation. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sidewalk Psychiatry &lt;/span&gt;encourages  self-evaluation in transit by posing critical questions on the pavements  of New York City with stencils and temporary spray chalk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/doorknob_hanger_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 475px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/doorknob_hanger_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Neighbor Doorknob Hanger&lt;/span&gt; is a simple, double-sided sign that  provides a friendly platform for residents in dense quarters to offer  and request things at everyone’s convenience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/its_good_to_be_here_stclaude1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/its_good_to_be_here_stclaude1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ask people why they live here and they get emotional. It’s because there  was an instant connection. It’s because there’s something about this  city. It’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good to be here&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bigger Projects:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/before-i-die-house-shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/before-i-die-house-shot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://civiccenter.cc/beforeidie/Before%20I%20Die%20Wall%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px;" src="http://civiccenter.cc/beforeidie/Before%20I%20Die%20Wall%208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before I die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I turned the side of an abandoned house in my neighborhood into a giant  chalkboard where residents can fill in the blank and remember what is  important to them in life. It’s also about turning a neglected space  into a constructive one where we can learn the hopes and aspirations of  the people around us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Wish This Was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/box-of-stickers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/box-of-stickers2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I made these fill-in-the-blank stickers to provide an easy tool to  voice what we want, where we want it. Just fill them out and put them on  abandoned buildings and beyond. The stickers are custom vinyl and they  can be easily removed without damaging property. It’s a fun, low-barrier  tool for citizens to provide civic input on-site, and the responses  reflect the hopes, dreams, and colorful imaginations of different  neighborhoods.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/I-wish-grid-dau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/I-wish-grid-dau.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-not-so-scary-looking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-not-so-scary-looking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-brad-pitts-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-brad-pitts-house.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-owned-by-someone-who-cared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-owned-by-someone-who-cared.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-properly-paved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-properly-paved.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/nymphomaniacs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/nymphomaniacs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-a-sex-place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-a-sex-place.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-a-city-without-theft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-a-city-without-theft.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 482px;" src="http://candychang.com/main/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/i-wish-this-was-heaven.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; creative people who seek to improve our lives, no matter how insignificant it might seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8907113563114035909?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8907113563114035909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8907113563114035909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/candy-chang.html' title='Candy Chang'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2244076962138726363</id><published>2011-03-07T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T02:04:03.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>墨水about青春</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8jia4Xvuz1qzfrcto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 325px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8jia4Xvuz1qzfrcto1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  青春是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 青春就是不做作的情感。开心，就爽朗地扬声大笑，就算整个课室的同学都转过来看也无所谓。悲伤，就一把眼泪一把鼻涕地嚎啕大哭，就算是在大街上也照样哭。生气，就把招惹你的人骂个狗血淋头，就算有损形象也顾不了那么多。也正是因为这种毫无拘束的行为，我们时常会被大人们训，说我们不懂事，不会控制自己的情绪。在这些教导下久了，我们渐渐地学会察言观色，学会在什么人和什么场合下表现出最恰当的情绪。明明腹肌都因为想笑而一阵阵地在抽筋，当脸上却还要摆出一副认真的样子。明明心里像被烫着似的猛地在收缩，脸上却还挂着那早已僵硬的微笑。明明恨一个人恨到吧不得他明天就能被车撞死，但表面上却装作对他尊敬不得了的样子。久了，就连想哭的时候都哭不出来了，最后变得想一个木头人，不再会表达自己的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 青春就是一股傻劲。爱一个人，能默默地毫无计较地、卑微地、胆怯地去爱他，即使他最终选择不是你，又或许他根本就没注意到你的存在，但只要每天能看到他，心里就能够满足了。我们以爱为名，想尽方法制造相遇的机会，却装作不经心的偶遇；我们每天每夜在线上，只为了能在网上遇到他；我们节省下零用钱，为了能在他生日到临前买到它最想逃的鞋子；我们每天无论有多忙，一定会在晚上把他的短信读一遍；读他喜欢的书，听他喜欢的音乐，做他喜欢的事，到底为了什么自己也说不上来，但就是心甘情愿地去做，有时甚至还会感到小小的幸福。到了最后就算爱错了，还是会把那段回忆小心翼翼地方在心里深处，想起来时，嘴角还会不知不觉地往上扬。但终会有一天，我们会长大，会把他抛开，会冷静理智，开始现实地看待感情，却再也傻不起来了，真不知道这到底是好事还是坏事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 青春就是一个借口。做错了事，最容易找的理由就是我们还小，不懂事，所以应该再给我们一个机会尝试。看到别人有了了不起的成就，就找借口说自己还年轻，有的是时间去取得自己的成功。但其实我们自己都很清楚，青春只是我们的保护色，只是我们的挡箭牌，是为我们霸道、无理取闹的行为以及失败和挫折解释的最佳借口。我们死死地抓住青春的尾巴，因为我们恐惧长大后我们即将面对的责任和负担。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 青春，谁都想要，但谁也不能永远拥有它。就让我们把那些事，那些人，那永远不会再有的天真，那满腹的如水温情，那随水成尘无猜的淡然岁月，变成一种幻想，一种臆想，成为远方和梦中的风景。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, can you believe I wrote this when I was in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secondary 3&lt;/span&gt;?? I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; impressed by myself after I read it! I've got so much 墨水!! Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2244076962138726363?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2244076962138726363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2244076962138726363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/about.html' title='墨水about青春'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-832707860895924481</id><published>2011-03-03T01:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T03:21:43.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Time Dream Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="All Time Dream Place by xizii, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xizii/5492365572/"&gt;&lt;img alt="All Time Dream Place" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5177/5492365572_5bfef72096.jpg" width="500" height="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Я не должен желать чуда, я знаю это, но правда будет больно мое сердце.&lt;br /&gt;все не будет хорошо. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Discover this amazing place when I was wandering around my neighbourhood in Beijing. It was fenced off so I had to climb over a 2 metres+ rusty fence, but it was totally worthwhile because I had been dreaming of seeing such places with my own eyes for a really really long time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a moment of dream-come-true, very overwhelming indeed.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side-note, I really like my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xizii/5491858541/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;header picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-832707860895924481?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/832707860895924481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/832707860895924481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-time-dream-place.html' title='All Time Dream Place'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5177/5492365572_5bfef72096_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5870795494088649577</id><published>2011-02-28T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T15:51:21.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keyboard dissected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzFrxZGcwXQ/TWtPVcMdDuI/AAAAAAAADiY/D8IObIk7EtI/s1600/P2280002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578639793192767202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzFrxZGcwXQ/TWtPVcMdDuI/AAAAAAAADiY/D8IObIk7EtI/s400/P2280002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was cleaning my house just now &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it's smack-head MESSY! &lt;em&gt;gawd&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and I got distracted when I found an old keyboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's what I've got:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keyboard&lt;/strong&gt; = front cover + back cover + wire + 8 screws + 2 layers of plastic + pale pinkish rubber circles &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(reason why the keys felt so "bouncy" when pressed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt like a mildly rebellious computer-fascinated geek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll survive well for now, but if my results on Friday *shall not speak of inauspicious things*, then I shall go and 流浪天涯 which means I'd become a 浪子 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rhythms with my name. Is that really my fate?&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/6884910397048855190-5870795494088649577?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5870795494088649577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5870795494088649577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/02/keyboard-dissected.html' title='Keyboard dissected'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzFrxZGcwXQ/TWtPVcMdDuI/AAAAAAAADiY/D8IObIk7EtI/s72-c/P2280002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1072815836194159997</id><published>2011-02-27T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:10:23.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello sweat, goodbye snowie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJepumiXmZ8/TWpz7-vrCeI/AAAAAAAADiQ/fKDAd3aEwQk/s1600/SAM_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578398562744207842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJepumiXmZ8/TWpz7-vrCeI/AAAAAAAADiQ/fKDAd3aEwQk/s400/SAM_0890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi all, I'm &lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt; back in Singapore. &lt;em&gt;Officially&lt;/em&gt;, meaning I'm home, bathed and accessing blogger rightfully (instead of hiding my IP address and lagging my internet with that Hotspot Shield. argh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I have A LOT of updates and also A LOT of catching up to do, but right now I'm going to watch the replay of this morning's Celtics vs Clippers match. It's the FIRST Celtics match I missed in months! ): I havent check the scores yet, hope they won though and even if they didnt, I'm going to convince myself that that's becos of Perkins's sudden departure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO SINGAPORE AND CELTICS FOR LIVEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*more E's deleted here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1072815836194159997?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1072815836194159997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1072815836194159997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-reality-goodbye-snowie.html' title='Hello sweat, goodbye snowie'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJepumiXmZ8/TWpz7-vrCeI/AAAAAAAADiQ/fKDAd3aEwQk/s72-c/SAM_0890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1016442656960423813</id><published>2011-02-10T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:46:57.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow, all you'll see is green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TVNc028JaTI/AAAAAAAADh8/95aBoueZZ3M/s1600/0417-garnett-celtics-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TVNc028JaTI/AAAAAAAADh8/95aBoueZZ3M/s400/0417-garnett-celtics-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571899227158178098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt; I know it's been a while, so updates and  photos will be up soon. It snowed last night, and right now the way the snowflakes float down the sky make me feel like I'm living in a slow-motion epic movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1016442656960423813?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1016442656960423813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1016442656960423813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/02/tomorrow-all-youll-see-is-green.html' title='Tomorrow, all you&apos;ll see is green'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TVNc028JaTI/AAAAAAAADh8/95aBoueZZ3M/s72-c/0417-garnett-celtics-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2340186569455692391</id><published>2011-01-12T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:50:24.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are alll the same, so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6159319/tumblr_les90wxkoj1qc221bo1_400_large.png?1294622465"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6159319/tumblr_les90wxkoj1qc221bo1_400_large.png?1294622465" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry that I went missing for a few days, I was feeling kind of anti-social &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, please remember that I'm always here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;не плачь, потому что я здесь&lt;/em&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/6884910397048855190-2340186569455692391?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2340186569455692391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2340186569455692391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-are-alll-same-so-far.html' title='They are alll the same, so far'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3764631006383122875</id><published>2011-01-07T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:56:25.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Let Me Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6119098/tumblr_lepq57NpKe1qe8p5ko1_500_large.jpg?1294504680"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6119098/tumblr_lepq57NpKe1qe8p5ko1_500_large.jpg?1294504680" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this today because I read the original novel before, and even though I only managed to read half of it, it left a really deep impression in me. The movie was good, I think, there's this strong sense of emptiness, depression and suppression throughout the movie, but surprisingly they are not overwhelming at all. In fact, I think they made the movie more serene and beautiful, together with the plot, people and sceneries of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cc.pbsstatic.com/xl/55/7955/9780739457955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 467px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cc.pbsstatic.com/xl/55/7955/9780739457955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the cover of the edition that I read, just more old and yellow and slightly smelly. I always judge a book by its cover (literally), so I was surprised by myself that I'd even pick up this book in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmcritic.com/assets_c/2010/08/Never%20Let%20Me%20Go-cropped-proto-filmcritic_reviews___entry_default.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.filmcritic.com/assets_c/2010/08/Never%20Let%20Me%20Go-cropped-proto-filmcritic_reviews___entry_default.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gorgeous actor and actresses&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (though I think Andrew Garfield has got a really comical last name and is hot in a small-headed and wierd-mouthed way) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6111682/tumblr_lefpdldi061qztfcko1_500_large.png?1294475067"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6111682/tumblr_lefpdldi061qztfcko1_500_large.png?1294475067" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful sceneries, oh mann~ I'm going to swoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/2732592/tumblr_l4c6hkF0xn1qzncm1o1_500_large.png?1277480679"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/2732592/tumblr_l4c6hkF0xn1qzncm1o1_500_large.png?1277480679" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just to emphasize again how cute all three of them are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.mos.totalfilm.com/images/c/carey-mulligan-s-never-let-me-go-trailer-online-00-420-75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cdn.mos.totalfilm.com/images/c/carey-mulligan-s-never-let-me-go-trailer-online-00-420-75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6007304/th_500_205_1294100479_tumblr_lef6p1PpZn1qzh4lpo1_500_large.png?1294116196"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6007304/th_500_205_1294100479_tumblr_lef6p1PpZn1qzh4lpo1_500_large.png?1294116196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, last but definitely not the least, the de javu picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, fate can be a really mystical thing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It never occurred to me that our lives, until then so closely interwoven could unravel and separate over a thing like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't dare to fantasize beyond that. I can't. I remind myself that I was lucky to have any time with him at all. But I'm not sure about, are our lives so different from the lives of the people we saved. We'll all complete."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3764631006383122875?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3764631006383122875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3764631006383122875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/01/never-let-me-go.html' title='Never Let Me Go'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3049996690217280998</id><published>2011-01-06T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:16:52.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last time I saw this face, it was last year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYzxQE2I/AAAAAAAADhI/Xg1qSS2q4z4/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559102628946776930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYzxQE2I/AAAAAAAADhI/Xg1qSS2q4z4/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYSIdF2I/AAAAAAAADhA/rNRYGLVuy0I/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559102619917293410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYSIdF2I/AAAAAAAADhA/rNRYGLVuy0I/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYIV_VBI/AAAAAAAADg4/34r7mdLtOHo/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559102617289708562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYIV_VBI/AAAAAAAADg4/34r7mdLtOHo/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmX1K7viI/AAAAAAAADgw/pKQgEdg5-DQ/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B1a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559102612143062562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmX1K7viI/AAAAAAAADgw/pKQgEdg5-DQ/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B1a.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE SKYPED FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahhaha both of us are skype virgins, can you believe that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this stupid woman, but she sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she was, happily wearing T-SHIRT in SIGLAP STARBUCKS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(with ru xiu wei gan barista) &lt;/span&gt;while I'm a thousand miles away at ябао street, wearing&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (sexy~woohoo)&lt;/span&gt; leather coat in a room filled with loud-speaking and fat angmohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sorry sexy, I moved all these (and more) snapshots of yours onto the desktop and I forgot to delete them :P and that laptop was his. Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3049996690217280998?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3049996690217280998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3049996690217280998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-time-i-saw-this-face-it-was-last.html' title='The last time I saw this face, it was last year'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TSXmYzxQE2I/AAAAAAAADhI/Xg1qSS2q4z4/s72-c/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B6.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4870492504128928496</id><published>2011-01-02T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:41:15.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being invisible, so go on and talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldy4i3qfuH1qeua5no1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldy4i3qfuH1qeua5no1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is not really what I wanna say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I just wanna say that I really like it when adults treat you as invisible, and talk about ALL kind of stuff in front of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The company people, the business conspiracy, the family secrets, the scheming plans, the complicated relationships...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOAHWOAHWOAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THISSSSSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(btw I'm still invisible to them now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was deleting my tumblr just now &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(what's wrong with me nowadays? First Facebook, now tumblr?)&lt;/span&gt; and I came across this cutie. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Digression&lt;/em&gt;: Morecolemohr is following me!! Can you believe it?! But too bad, I'm still deleting my tumblr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le7t3alFJc1qa2st8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le7t3alFJc1qa2st8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc130/shugobox/dis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc130/shugobox/dis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really Cute isnt it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he turns out really typical ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said at his introduction that &lt;em&gt;'lil wayne and cunt'&lt;/em&gt; are his favourite words and he's&lt;em&gt; totally&lt;/em&gt; obsessed with Megan Fox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you think -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like he's not the candidate who will travel to strange lands, whisper to skies and wear weird outfits with me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4870492504128928496?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4870492504128928496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4870492504128928496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-being-invisible-so-go-on-and.html' title='I love being invisible, so go on and talk'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6328071557936421716</id><published>2011-01-01T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:27:40.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>НОВЫЙ ГОД</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.models.com/oftheminute/images/2010/10/THOMAS_PENFOUND_033-700x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 543px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i.models.com/oftheminute/images/2010/10/THOMAS_PENFOUND_033-700x500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year, a new hope, a new chance&lt;br /&gt;как интересно &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some random updates and notes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm so lazy that I dont even bother to separate updates from notes. Sorry for that yea?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It didnt snow, damn. There was only a little little while of snowflakes. Then it stopped. Oh welllllllllllllllllllllll :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2) "西子?"&lt;br /&gt;"舅妈?"&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so sorry apple xp! Iloveyou, youknowthatyea &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;3) I dyed my hair &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(for the first time in my life)&lt;/span&gt; today. I wanted bright red (CHARLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE) but mum would probably disown me, so in the end I went for &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the super boring)&lt;/span&gt; brown. Now it's brown &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (needless to say), &lt;/span&gt;but it's not THAT obvious afterall. On a side note, please dont unfriend me, Ng, I know you said before that we should never dye our hair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4) I was telling apple earlier on the phone, so I guess I should tell yall too. The average temp over here in Beijing is around -4 to -11 nowadays and we all know that water freezes under zero &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but not necessary that there'll be snow).&lt;/span&gt; There's this day I washed my hair and went out. When I touched my hair later on, I got a shocked! &lt;strong&gt;MY HAIR WAS SOLID HARD&lt;/strong&gt;!! The water on my hair had frozen and formed ice! hahhaha for the first time in my life, I had to hold my hair to melt it (weirdness ttm)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5) I walked passed some street stall selling pirated movies one day and I overheard one guy saying, "WOAH! 'Saw' has only shown until 7 in theatres and you alrdy have 'Saw 9'?!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6) My clothes and bag weighed a total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7kg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Maybe that's the reason why my weight is going down, despite the fact I havent been exercising. Imagine carrying a 7kg load and walk around all day, I can totally join NS I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7) I had my fake tooth done, so now I can finally chew with my right side after 6 months not using my right side AT ALL. Just telling you, I know it's not anything exciting to you but it is to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, this is for myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE GET YOURSELF A BOYFRIEND AND A JOB ASAP. TYVM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6328071557936421716?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6328071557936421716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6328071557936421716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='НОВЫЙ ГОД'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-655980052929012399</id><published>2010-12-29T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:39:36.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYYYYYYY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S FREAKING SNOWINGGGGGGGGGG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGAWDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-655980052929012399?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/655980052929012399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/655980052929012399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/12/yayyyyyyy.html' title='YAYYYYYYY!!'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6293494040934694976</id><published>2010-12-27T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:42:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>страх</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nrJxOP2Er2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nrJxOP2Er2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There's no страх in the first place&lt;br /&gt;and no one is playing games with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or maybe we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are &lt;em&gt;just fucked up in the head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a brighter note, Miss Ng Jing Qi, could we marry each other if we still couldnt find the right guy by the time we're 35? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cos I think the rest will get married really early unlike us *sadness*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s I saw a man bleeding fountain from his head today, and he was calling on the phone and finding the neares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t exit, like it's just oh-no-my-nose-is-bleeding-again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to China, everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6293494040934694976?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6293494040934694976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6293494040934694976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_27.html' title='страх'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4141634113087627213</id><published>2010-12-26T16:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:11:10.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>влечение</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2787155878_aca6340c0c_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 543px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2787155878_aca6340c0c_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they said about parallel lines?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The usual they'd never meet, they exist in their own non-intersecting worlds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kind of stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know how I see parallel lines now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are so &lt;em&gt;unbelievably&lt;/em&gt; similar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;originating from the same direction, &lt;div align="center"&gt;moving through the same path,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and heading towards the same destination,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sometimes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you wouldn't even notice that they've merged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because &lt;em&gt;they are one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4141634113087627213?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4141634113087627213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4141634113087627213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='влечение'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2787155878_aca6340c0c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2123995547106040818</id><published>2010-12-25T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:37:29.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wont believe in Christmas anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5769057/2j1armv_large.jpg?1293249581"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5769057/2j1armv_large.jpg?1293249581" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I nearly died today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm not even exaggerating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gawd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5766420/5289067468_a38b6532c7_z_large.jpg?1293231941" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With this, I'm done with facebook&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd Dec - 25th Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How many new places could one go in 23 days?&lt;br /&gt;How many new people could one meet in 23 days?&lt;br /&gt;How many new things could one learn in 23 days?&lt;br /&gt;How much new feelings could one experience in 23 days?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much could one's life change in 23 days? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∞&lt;br /&gt;I can't even believe myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2123995547106040818?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2123995547106040818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2123995547106040818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wont-believe-in-christmas-anymore.html' title='I wont believe in Christmas anymore'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-2232127342520114177</id><published>2010-12-01T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:20:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOSE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wILdRr98bhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wILdRr98bhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_CN" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I cried laughing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bad karma xizi, bad karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-2232127342520114177?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2232127342520114177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/2232127342520114177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/12/nose.html' title='NOSE!!'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8477054718422701605</id><published>2010-11-26T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T00:53:15.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be considerate when you're watching Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5151499/tumblr_lcgkkvtXms1qbthb5o1_500_large.jpg?1290719302"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 434px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5151499/tumblr_lcgkkvtXms1qbthb5o1_500_large.jpg?1290719302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4865732/tumblr_lbmjyjHvF81qdjfsco1_500_large.jpg?1289337480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably the worst day of November for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flea was bad, super failed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rushed back for specs, in torturing shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn Tokopachi woman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn 3/4-is-not-the-side-seats woman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn noisy girl who kept using your phone beside me during the show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn guy who kept pushing and kicking my seat, even after I told you to stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But luckily, the show was good enough to make everything else insignificant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harry Potter was my childhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4865732/tumblr_lbmjyjHvF81qdjfsco1_500_large.jpg?1289337480"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4865732/tumblr_lbmjyjHvF81qdjfsco1_500_large.jpg?1289337480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adding on after posted:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just received three msg from three different friends (sorry, I fell asleep at 8 and only woke up at midnight)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks like I'm not the only one having a bad day &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohgawd ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darlings, please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what happen, please don't forget that everything happens for a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the most important thing to do is to love yourselves and of course, hold on to the ones whom we loved dearly and who loved us too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Give love a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8477054718422701605?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8477054718422701605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8477054718422701605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-be-considerate-when-youre.html' title='Please be considerate when you&apos;re watching Harry Potter'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-523801011254649795</id><published>2010-11-23T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:45:47.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, A's are (kinda) over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5108169/x_0ac7da4e_large.jpg?"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5108169/x_0ac7da4e_large.jpg?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still cant really comprehend this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all too surreal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A's are over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh                                                                            gawd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-523801011254649795?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/523801011254649795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/523801011254649795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-as-are-kinda-over.html' title='Today, A&apos;s are (kinda) over'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6276309442358940090</id><published>2010-09-20T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:24:02.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont like today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TJdq0vu1wAI/AAAAAAAADd8/6RihuneC5Oc/s1600/Tumblr_l90qs7f3gw1qzda8do1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518997322764500994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TJdq0vu1wAI/AAAAAAAADd8/6RihuneC5Oc/s320/Tumblr_l90qs7f3gw1qzda8do1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had two screwed up papers today, and I happened to watch a channel5 movie on some african mega-size killer alligator and that screwed up my mood. So I decided to better myself feel better by blasting trashy Ke$ha songs in the shower but that just made me feel more screwed than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your 20th sept is better than mine. I can't wait for this screwed up day to end&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/6884910397048855190-6276309442358940090?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6276309442358940090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6276309442358940090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-like-today.html' title='i dont like today'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TJdq0vu1wAI/AAAAAAAADd8/6RihuneC5Oc/s72-c/Tumblr_l90qs7f3gw1qzda8do1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4503126959446982091</id><published>2010-09-16T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:25:11.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL DOWN HAHHAAHAHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3dgqyLABjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3dgqyLABjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Omg I think I'll develop abs from laughing AHAHAHQHHAHHSAHSHFHAHAHA!!! I know it's mean, but I just cant stop laughing when people fall down! But maybe I wouldnt get karma for that, since I laugh at myself when I fell too &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/6884910397048855190-4503126959446982091?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4503126959446982091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4503126959446982091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-down-hahhaahahh.html' title='FALL DOWN HAHHAAHAHH!!!'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1106324963940189486</id><published>2010-09-09T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:25:51.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TIjbN1tm4pI/AAAAAAAADds/-K9TcIUWTcU/s1600/Tumblr_l84uike2tp1qziuspo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514898774518325906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TIjbN1tm4pI/AAAAAAAADds/-K9TcIUWTcU/s320/Tumblr_l84uike2tp1qziuspo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Too bad I found this too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I thought I've forgotten, you'd remind me why I have disliked you in the first&lt;br /&gt;place. Thank you for teaching me, again, the meaning of 本性难改 &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/6884910397048855190-1106324963940189486?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1106324963940189486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1106324963940189486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/09/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TIjbN1tm4pI/AAAAAAAADds/-K9TcIUWTcU/s72-c/Tumblr_l84uike2tp1qziuspo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8235055299804013993</id><published>2010-09-06T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:27:51.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pile of skins under table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TISgmxS-nmI/AAAAAAAADdk/wxnbJVl20Qc/s1600/mms_img61455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513708431736741474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TISgmxS-nmI/AAAAAAAADdk/wxnbJVl20Qc/s320/mms_img61455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ students have weird fetish such as peeling their skins and then arranging them neatly to leave under the table as a pleasant surprise for the next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my shock when I was bored during double chem and decided to pull out the keyboard section (dont ask me why chem lesson was in the com lab) of the table and got a super microscopic view at the pile of skins bcos I was resting my face on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From past experience with blistersssszzz, I can confirm that those are from the sole, but I dont thnk it's bcos of blisters bcos they look way too healthy (blister skins are usually more flaky and dryish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, we all have weird fetish.&lt;br /&gt;What's yours?&lt;br /&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/6884910397048855190-8235055299804013993?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8235055299804013993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8235055299804013993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/09/pile-of-skins-under-table.html' title='Pile of skins under table'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TISgmxS-nmI/AAAAAAAADdk/wxnbJVl20Qc/s72-c/mms_img61455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-575888051815810288</id><published>2010-08-31T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:30:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Ad Touches Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Um9KsrH377A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Um9KsrH377A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope this has made you cry, or at least tear.&lt;br /&gt;Because I did.&lt;br /&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/6884910397048855190-575888051815810288?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/575888051815810288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/575888051815810288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/true-ad-touches-your-heart_31.html' title='True Ad Touches Your Heart'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6402286484483309515</id><published>2010-08-24T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T08:39:01.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style ="text-align: center"&gt;那么快就两年了&lt;br /&gt;安吧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6402286484483309515?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6402286484483309515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6402286484483309515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1309043417462516077</id><published>2010-08-22T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:32:40.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of Siam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctJzunQgrHg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctJzunQgrHg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watched "Love of Siam" this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want badass rocker boy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I want gentle and calm boy who smells like&lt;br /&gt;sea breeze and talks like piano.&lt;br /&gt;Preferably with thai accent.&lt;br /&gt;Preferably this guy hahaah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to become a guy so that I can gay with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s watching this movie reminds me so much of my days in thailand, especially phuket. Those days are golden &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1309043417462516077?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1309043417462516077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1309043417462516077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-of-siam.html' title='Love of Siam'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8085830627353744864</id><published>2010-08-21T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:34:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerfully depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm a cheerfully depressed person,&lt;br /&gt;capable of laughing and providing laughters,&lt;br /&gt;But people who really know me will know that I'm actually very different from the rest,&lt;br /&gt;In the sense that I think differently and yearn for different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often saddened. Deeply saddened.&lt;br /&gt;By the immediate acceptance of selfishness and greed once economic is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;By meaningless fights over money and power which ultimately sacrificed the innocents.&lt;br /&gt;By the absolute belief that consumerism is indeed the route to a better world.&lt;br /&gt;By superficial interactions.&lt;br /&gt;By insincerey.&lt;br /&gt;By hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;By erosion of values.&lt;br /&gt;By the worship of the detrimentals.&lt;br /&gt;By systems that aim to conform and consistently telling you how you should judge yourself based on their criterion.&lt;br /&gt;By the rush to define and categorize anything new or different because people just cannot accept the paradoxical idea of the undefined, which is defined as anything that is not defined.&lt;br /&gt;By the numerous struggles of the individuals to bring about a change but eventually succumbing to fear and helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lamenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I can think of for why I'm having all these confusing and depressing&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and the 2hrs of emo talk today is&lt;br /&gt;my PMS. Which is an accepted justification for crimes in some countries. Just telling you. &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/6884910397048855190-8085830627353744864?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8085830627353744864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8085830627353744864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheerfully-depressed.html' title='Cheerfully depressed'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1067838870893704487</id><published>2010-08-12T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:36:24.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All those bad calcium in ma mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TGPIKc3ophI/AAAAAAAADdc/_onlFEEQ3sg/s1600/Tumblr_l6noy3hyod1qahorwo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504463251450668562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TGPIKc3ophI/AAAAAAAADdc/_onlFEEQ3sg/s320/Tumblr_l6noy3hyod1qahorwo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever since my tooth made me ache like ahellpantyhose, this have been my dream. But it's SOO much better now, cos I went to the dentist to drill half of it off ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIOK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tooth, you will soon be 死无全尸(dead without complete corpse)!! Ahahahhaha!!!&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/6884910397048855190-1067838870893704487?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1067838870893704487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1067838870893704487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-those-bad-calcium-in-ma-mouth.html' title='All those bad calcium in ma mouth'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TGPIKc3ophI/AAAAAAAADdc/_onlFEEQ3sg/s72-c/Tumblr_l6noy3hyod1qahorwo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7498211202027164915</id><published>2010-08-09T15:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:39:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just prescribe me red wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm experiencing a weird feeling now, like I'm very confused, very unwell, very depressed and I'm trying to make some constructive thnkin but my brain feels like it has built a 10ft platinium wall around it, preventing all neurons from reaching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm D:&lt;br /&gt;in fact, DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd my throat was on fire and I was pracitcally puking out my phlegm (i thought it was lung cancer for a moment, cos it came so suddenly), today it's gotten much better but since last night, Mr Fever decided to go into me (that sounds very wrong) and so I've been laying in bed/sofa since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very confused becos I duno if I'm feeling hot or cold (I feel hot when I walk around, cold when I'm in bed) and that reminds me of my future, cos I too duno what I want to do abt it. While typing the above, my mucus just flowed out and I dont even know it until I taste smth salty on my lips! So now what?! Everything is gg out of control!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are making me very depressed but not to the extent of crying, firstly becos of my half-dead brain that is incapable of generating emotions, secondly becos of my super inactive tear gland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm overwhelmed by loneliness T.T becos here I am, laying pathetically in bed under the blanket, while the full blast 3pm national day sun is streaming into the room, dyeing everything golden. It's like standing among a crowd in a party but you cant feel the high ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might all sound like a joke to you but I'm really very unwell now and it sucks to be unwell and sad on holiday&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/6884910397048855190-7498211202027164915?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7498211202027164915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7498211202027164915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-prescribed-me-red-wine.html' title='Just prescribe me red wine'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-126677685903880939</id><published>2010-08-08T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:43:14.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3349/3394 saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Few days ago, I was super bored. So to entertain myself, I decided to.... MESSAGE STRANGERS! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know, it's damn retarded, but I'm retarded dont you know that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent random phrases like "&lt;em&gt;I'm wanna be the sky in my next life&lt;/em&gt;" or "I'm &lt;em&gt;gg to Africa to roam around with zebras, lions and giraffes. You?&lt;/em&gt;" And the responses are typically "sent wrong person?" or even better. A woman with indonesian accent called me and repeated my africa msg to me and another man called me to intro himself and wanted to start a chat, but he got a bangladeshy accent and talked very slowly so I told him I sent wrong person and hung up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm racist, just that I am intimidated by them. Secretly.&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay dont digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The point is, I then msg another random number (ends with 3349) and lamented a lil about life. The person asked me who I was, and I said "just ignore me. I just wanted to msg a stranger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then replied, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lol sure thing. &lt;strong&gt;Xi zi&lt;/strong&gt; how did you get my number again&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IWASFREAKEDOUTLIKEWTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So I asked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO ARE YOU?? HOW COME U KNOW ME??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And after making me waited for one hour, the person replied to say he got the same shock at first too, cos for a moment he thought I was his ex and asked me not to be so pessimistic. But refused to tell me who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;part two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was pondering abt his identity for the whole day ytd and nth makes sense cos none of my friends has his no. So I msg him again to ask him who he is and me being ingeniously ingenious, sent to 3394.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 3394 replied "did you send the wrong person? Who are you?" When I read that I was perplexed ttm &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(like what?! You dont know me, then u know me? Then u duno me again?! Wtff?!)&lt;/span&gt; But of course I realised I sent wrong number soon after that, so I said sorry. Then 3394 and I started talking and I told 3394 about 3349, who confused me and made me confused another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After one day, 3349 suddenly replied this "Hey xi zi im just an enigma forget bout me and good luck with ur life. Hope u managed to settle whatever it is u had to work out. :) u can always holla if u need someone to hear u out". He then mentioned smth about remembering his JC life as hell and acjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what 3349, I'm gg to listen to you and forget abt you cos I sryly think you are a creep who secretly crush on me. And the bloody magnum gold last night screwed up my throat totally, so I'm busy couging my throat out and hence have no time for you. Goodbye goodday &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/6884910397048855190-126677685903880939?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/126677685903880939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/126677685903880939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-days-ago-i-was-super-bored.html' title='The 3349/3394 saga'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3545976369068738936</id><published>2010-07-28T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T16:52:19.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We live in yesterday, yesteryear, yesterlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center";&gt;There are places you avoid to go&lt;br /&gt;Songs you avoid to listen&lt;br /&gt;Words you avoid to use&lt;br /&gt;Dates you avoid to write&lt;br /&gt;Clothes you avoid to wear&lt;br /&gt;Things you avoid to do&lt;br /&gt;Names you avoid to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to avoid being reminded of the people or that one person who created those memories with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dont we all know,&lt;br /&gt;That deep down, &lt;br /&gt;They never really leave our minds, do they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3545976369068738936?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3545976369068738936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3545976369068738936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-live-in-yesterday-yesteryear.html' title='We live in yesterday, yesteryear, yesterlife'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8624633489127524618</id><published>2010-07-27T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:46:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOTHACHE LA! T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Omgomg my tooth is hurting like hellHELLH-E-L-L!!!!! SO MUCH THAT I WANT TO KILL MAHSELF GOSHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL LIKE TYPING IN CAPS ALL THE WAY COS I'M HURTING LIKE 2*+64RS123*7YYE AND I HAVE TO DO SMTH TO DISTRACT MYSELF FROM THE PAIN BUT I GUESS IT WILL IRRITATE YOU YEA? COS I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE READING VERY FAST AND SILENTLY SCREAMING ALL THE WORDS TO MYSELF WHEN READING CAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I thnk the reason it hurts is becos the duck that I was eating just now, whose flesh was so damnhell firm that I have to tear it off forcefully with my teeth. So I guess I accidentally pissed off some tooth nerves in the process AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooth aside, my entire body is pretty much screwed up. I have asymmetrical eyebrows &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thankyou ahqi, I thnk yours are somewhat contagious),&lt;/span&gt; uneven lashes, puny nails embedded in flesh, bloodless palms and soles, SUPER ACTIVE mole-growing-mechanism, imbalanced shoulders &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thankyou totebags)&lt;/span&gt; and imbalanced ribcage &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(somehow the right one is more protuding than the left, maybe I have a bigger right lung).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGEEEE I CANT TAKE THIS I CANT TAKE THIS!! I WAS PRETENDING TO BE ENGROSSED IN TYPING ALL ALONG WHILE SECRETLY THINKING OF MY PAIN BUT NOW I THNK IT KNOWSS BECOS IT'S STILL NOT GG AWAYYYY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ARGHHH!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TIME ANYONE PISS ME OFF IMMA GONNA CURSE HIM/HER THAT "I WISH PARASITES AND E.COLI F*** ALL YOUR TEETH AND MAKE THEM ROT AND DECOMPOSE AWAY SLOWWWWLYYY!!!", COS SRSLY, TOOTHACHE IS THE WORST KIND OF PAIN!! T.TT.T.T.T.T.T.TT.T.T.T.T&lt;/strong&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/6884910397048855190-8624633489127524618?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8624633489127524618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8624633489127524618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/toothache-la-tt.html' title='TOOTHACHE LA! T.T'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8658193015825269785</id><published>2010-07-19T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:12:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style= "text-align: center";&gt; It's always like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always better for those worse than us&lt;br /&gt;And worse for those better than us&lt;br /&gt;So that's why we have to learn to love ourselves, my friend&lt;br /&gt;Love ourselves before anyone does,&lt;br /&gt;Love ourselves more than anyone will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you everything I have and do everything I can just to make you happy again &lt;br /&gt;But that's only the most I can do&lt;br /&gt;For I cannot give you the love that you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself and never let them put you down&lt;br /&gt;And you must know that you are a real gem and deserve nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything you are,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8658193015825269785?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8658193015825269785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8658193015825269785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-for-you.html' title='This is for you'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-1051640854202198834</id><published>2010-07-14T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:00:28.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style = "text-align: center";&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Matt Caplin. &lt;br /&gt;A man with a heart of gold and eyes of crystal.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to share him with you but he's too great to be kept by me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.noinever.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-1051640854202198834?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1051640854202198834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/1051640854202198834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/matt-love.html' title='Matt love'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3048491664564594809</id><published>2010-07-11T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:57:02.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wounds they love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnOG8H2sXI/AAAAAAAADcg/c0aW2LoD814/s1600/04022010(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492647839168639346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnOG8H2sXI/AAAAAAAADcg/c0aW2LoD814/s320/04022010(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I kept getting kissed by blisters for a period of time. Thanks to the super thin sole and the scorching hot court. If you are a blister expert, you'd know that this one is super fresh, the kind that the water had just burst out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnNAEtqflI/AAAAAAAADcY/TyPLdsBWbxE/s1600/16022010(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492646621703994962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnNAEtqflI/AAAAAAAADcY/TyPLdsBWbxE/s320/16022010(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It got better, but the flaky part was damn tempting. I couldnt stop playing with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnMkjmQafI/AAAAAAAADcQ/-IMkjITzJV4/s1600/08022010(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492646148958087666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnMkjmQafI/AAAAAAAADcQ/-IMkjITzJV4/s320/08022010(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then it reproduced and gave birth to another blister on another foot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnMRGbNrVI/AAAAAAAADcI/ziiWJUWUat0/s1600/08022010(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492645814709628242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnMRGbNrVI/AAAAAAAADcI/ziiWJUWUat0/s320/08022010(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This swollen and bluish pinkie got me excused from Pe cos I told the teacher I sprained it when I fell off the table. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But actually it's becos of basketball.&lt;/span&gt; But I really fell off the table and hurt my butt &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and couldnt walk properly)&lt;/span&gt; but you dont expect me to show her the blue-black on my butt isnt it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnLt5MGTtI/AAAAAAAADcA/gCp2G8Cb8NA/s1600/10052010(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492645209861148370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnLt5MGTtI/AAAAAAAADcA/gCp2G8Cb8NA/s320/10052010(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was jaywalking and running across the road when I tripped over a curb &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whose dumbass idea was that to have CURB along the road?!)&lt;/span&gt; and fell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually, it's more of flying a little and landed in the middle of the road. I watched the cars coming and honking at me as I lay there head-down, and for a moment I was thinking &lt;strong&gt;"死了算了" (just let me die)&lt;/strong&gt; cos it's really hell embarassing. I bet those drivers were mocking me in their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I limped home and no bloody person offered me any tissue to wipe my bloody knee! These heartless city people! I fell while skating some years ago &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know. I'm always falling down. I'm damn clumsy and stupid blah blah...)&lt;/span&gt; at East Coast Park and quite a few people asked if I was okay and offered me tissue as I skate &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i dont thnk the word "skated" exists)&lt;/span&gt; back! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I still rmb I kept wiping the blood away on my zuowen question paper cos we just had the exam in the morning)&lt;/span&gt; Some skate shop owner even offered clean water and plasters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just feel like being fucking gross and&lt;br /&gt;showing these disgusting photos to you today ahhaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy world cup-ing later. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO SPAINNNNNNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; May your god bless your country and those hot sweaty men! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3048491664564594809?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3048491664564594809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3048491664564594809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/wounds-they-love-me.html' title='The wounds they love me'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TDnOG8H2sXI/AAAAAAAADcg/c0aW2LoD814/s72-c/04022010(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-817094558437807084</id><published>2010-07-08T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:03:51.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men whom I love but will never love me back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1) Matt Caplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He's one of the most beautiful man I know, not superficially, but more of the inside. His pictures are so subtly beautiful that it's as if they sing, a childhood song that your mum used to hum to you. And omg, his words. They are like little sprinkle of water for sprouting plantlet&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (which is you).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's not that you cant survive without them &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(since there's always the underground water)&lt;/span&gt;, but they will make you feel so very good and happy. So yea, for the beautiful person he is, I love him. And he's got an equally amazing girlfriend whom he adores &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(how cute is that),&lt;/span&gt; a SUPER gorgeous little sis and a baby from his exgirlfriend when he's 17. Just thought you might want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Chopin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I dont have to say much do I? His music melts my heart and fuses with my blood and forms blood-red rose petals under every step I take. Sorry if it sounds emo-gore to you, u know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3) Cao Ge (Gary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I want to dig out my heart and hand it to him everytime I hear him sings my favourite songs of his. Know why this man sings so well? That's becos this man is a man with stories and when you think of those stories while you sing, that's when all your feelings outflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4) Nemo's father (what's his name?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If only all men are that fatherly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5)胡启志 (Simon Chen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this man on 综艺大哥 some years ago and I never forget him. He's a street performer specialised in performing crystal ball. He's so good with the ball that it seems to be part of his body! Go youtube him. And the part I love abt him is his way of leading life. If Im not wrong, he grew up in US and one day he suddenly decided to go tour the world with his girlfriend. They went to so many places and did so many things, pumping gas tanks in Middle East, performing, diving for some scientific research and all. That's the way people should live I think. Experiencing life and living dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I was coming home today and I suddenly saw a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rainbow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;while listening to Queen's "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was born to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" and the sun was setting, dying everything red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, what I want to say it's that everything was suddenly so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BREATHTAKINGLY MINDBLOWING BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I was so stunned and overwhelmed that I started crying. Or rather, tearing. And the fact that I was wearing shades &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(world cup kills)&lt;/span&gt; and so no one could see me tearing and a stupid boy just walked passed without noticing any of these &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cos his eyes were glued to his dumb phone)&lt;/span&gt; made me want to tear even more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not because I was sad or emo or whatever, it's just that everything is so overwhelming suddenly. The arc of the rainbow, the fusion of the colours, the sky, the shades &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and the eyebags behind them),&lt;/span&gt; the way my bad eyesight blurred everything, the song, the fact that I live in this beautiful world.. I dont think you get me, it's like suddenly, at that moment, nothing else matters anymore and you feel so free that you feel like you are atomising &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which means dissociating into atoms to me) &lt;/span&gt;and becoming non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ignore me. Cos even I dont understand what I'm talking about and I think I sound like a &lt;em&gt;psycho freak head.&lt;/em&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/6884910397048855190-817094558437807084?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/817094558437807084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/817094558437807084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/men-whom-i-love-but-will-never-love-me.html' title='Men whom I love but will never love me back'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5173070468607543478</id><published>2010-07-06T15:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:06:20.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your wings and walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just to update you, my comp has crashed 2 weeks ago. Actually it's not that much of "crashed", it's more of it thinking that it has transformed into an unplugged fan. Everything was still normal the day before &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I still remembered waving goodbye to my colemohr wallpaper as it shut down),&lt;/span&gt; then suddenly it just couldn't be on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I hate it when something fails to perform the only function it has. Okay, i mean i hate it when things just dont function. It's not like I've kicked it &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok I did, but not on the day before)&lt;/span&gt; or smth right! So why should it die on me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care abt the doc inside, i'm more more concern with my picturesss! And the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1181 colemohr pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Omg I'm gg to do everything including CPR to get them back!! So for the time being, tolerate me and my boring posts as I typed on nana-san. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to school today. Insignificant as usual, so shall not mention. The most remarkable thing is that I discovered omegle is barred by my school. Reason? "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forbidden category: pornography"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5173070468607543478?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5173070468607543478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5173070468607543478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-to-update-you-my-comp-has-crashed.html' title='Keep your wings and walk'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-7086797883852619454</id><published>2010-06-16T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:07:07.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marldem.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/img/misfits1x01-2.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 668px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 564px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://marldem.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/img/misfits1x01-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here you go. My most recent accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I would not watch it until cts are over, but (as always), I gave in to some arsehole by the name of temptation and finished all six episodes today and fortunately for me (or rather, my results), the second season is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvv6r9W6oc1qa3j7jo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvv6r9W6oc1qa3j7jo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like this character and this actor.&lt;br /&gt;He's quite mohr-ish but just with a rather bad hair and less squeaky.&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULKv-HwMd3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULKv-HwMd3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBiplzgWpzI/AAAAAAAADbw/kLFg6FoFXgc/2513.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 625px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 1056px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBiplzgWpzI/AAAAAAAADbw/kLFg6FoFXgc/2513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/6884910397048855190-7086797883852619454?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7086797883852619454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/7086797883852619454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/misfits.html' title='Misfits'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBiplzgWpzI/AAAAAAAADbw/kLFg6FoFXgc/s72-c/2513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6360560286338398416</id><published>2010-06-15T17:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:39:13.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New (GOLDEN) discovery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBdGgcnaG-I/AAAAAAAADbU/AAQznzkG3-s/s640/stragerrrrres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 326px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBdGgcnaG-I/AAAAAAAADbU/AAQznzkG3-s/s640/stragerrrrres.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOK WHAT I'VE FOUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBdKG8yNa_I/AAAAAAAADbo/CCfLKe0ZuP0/s640/fmfmfmfmfmfmf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 325px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBdKG8yNa_I/AAAAAAAADbo/CCfLKe0ZuP0/s640/fmfmfmfmfmfmf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but some people are just irritating&lt;br /&gt;and some "What's your name? Your gender? You age?"&lt;br /&gt;and some want to "**** your mama!"&lt;br /&gt;and some "sing-a-po? **** you all! Sweden hates you bit****!"&lt;br /&gt;and some "photo of you?"&lt;br /&gt;and some "are you a v?"&lt;br /&gt;and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are some decent ones though&lt;br /&gt;not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so so &lt;/span&gt;decent&lt;br /&gt;but relatively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i guess i will set it as one of my campsite for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6360560286338398416?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6360560286338398416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6360560286338398416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-golded-discovery.html' title='New (GOLDEN) discovery!'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TBdGgcnaG-I/AAAAAAAADbU/AAQznzkG3-s/s72-c/stragerrrrres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-3949143084468682554</id><published>2010-06-08T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:05:19.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BENG BEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg I was bored and so I decided to fb my primary one classmate-cum-crush&lt;br /&gt;and arghhhhhhhhhhhhhness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE'S SUPER BENG TTM!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a-little-beng-like-he-is-skinny-his-hair-his-clothes-or-what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE'S JUST BENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so so embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to think that I used to crush on him *bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that he was my deskmate and he always drew a line to divide the table to "my side" and "his side" and always "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh hoh&lt;/span&gt;" me when I crossed the boundary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this time the chinese teacher asked he and me to take some pile of 作业课本 from the staff room on the forth level and I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (god knows why. 7-yr-olds *rolls eyes*).&lt;/span&gt; But it ended very tragically, with us falling down &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(that stupid pile of heavy shit 作业课本)&lt;/span&gt; very unglam-ly but that's not all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing initially, since we both fell at the same time, but his face suddenly gave a spastic twitch and his eyes trailed downwards and that's when I realised that I have flashed my pantie at him because apparently, I was some dumb 7-yr-olds who  dont wear pants under her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's very attractive of me. I know.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of our romance.&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight people. Nice people*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s. I changed primary school when I was primary three so that's why I can talk about my p1 crush so 光明正大-ly over here. I'm not dumb you see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s He's a benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Why is it that you are alrdy so humble and nice but some people can still be so anal and mean to you? Is it a problem with me or what?! I keep thinking about it and I really cant figure out why, so I decided that I'm just not gg to care abt these people anymore. It's their loss anyw, cos I know I will be very nice to them if they had let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-3949143084468682554?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3949143084468682554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/3949143084468682554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/beng-ben.html' title='BENG BEN'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-5433037905753887610</id><published>2010-06-07T11:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:20:36.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm beyond furious that I'm actually calm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3mg6vULtS1qc9cdvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 636px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3mg6vULtS1qc9cdvo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You fuck with Michael&lt;br /&gt;You fuck with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you has significantly decreased by 2.5%&lt;br /&gt;First for not respecting&lt;br /&gt;Second for not understanding&lt;br /&gt;Third for the 1+ bloody month I worked in order to get Michael&lt;br /&gt;Forth for lying&lt;br /&gt;Fifth for the fact that you are my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fyi, that 2.5% will never be compensated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-5433037905753887610?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5433037905753887610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/5433037905753887610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/now-im-beyond-furious-that-im-actually.html' title='Now I&apos;m beyond furious that I&apos;m actually calm'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8898845354839717615</id><published>2010-06-06T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:38:45.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a june life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1ufr3nzGc1qz9bwro1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 534px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1ufr3nzGc1qz9bwro1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I havent been smelling internet for 3 days &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in your words: not gg online) &lt;/span&gt;and I used to think I'd die without it but it turned out quite fine for me. So now I'm starting to think that maybe I have travelled through time-machine or smth, cos I'm really not like what the world thinks I &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or any other teenagers)&lt;/span&gt; ought to be. Who knows, I might be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tang&lt;/span&gt;, or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Qin&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ChunQiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super exciting and happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;I just ditched jackass Vector this morning, and I'm gg out with Mr Market failure in the afternoon, while two-mining Lord Organic Chem. And there's still a WHOLE LONG list of Doc DNA&amp;amp;Genomics, Monsieur Stats, Sir Kinetics, Dude BOP and SO SO MANY MORE waiting for me to date them!!! WHAHAHHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note,&lt;br /&gt;I was telling my mum about some seniors of mine getting married at 20 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(both)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"It's a boy!" &lt;/span&gt;(*44 comments and counting*) &lt;/span&gt;and I was expecting her to get all shocked and everything,&lt;br /&gt;but my mum, being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MY MUM&lt;/span&gt;, said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in a pleasant way where the tone goes up) &lt;/span&gt;I didn't know people can get married at 20! That means you can too! Aiyah! Maybe you can consider that option! Cos in that way I dont have to worry that there's no one to take care of you while I'm away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA MUM. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since she got back, she's very convinced that I've somehow become uglier and is now very determined to make a steel coat for my teeth&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (in your words: braces)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hello, years of spitting saliva while talking, getting vegies stuck on teeth after meals and counting number of ulcers with tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8898845354839717615?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8898845354839717615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8898845354839717615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-life.html' title='a june life'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6366323653318804536</id><published>2010-06-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:32:14.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I've  always wanted to record down all the beautiful things I read in books.  And for second time I read this book, I finally decided to make this  effort. So it's gonna be rather lengthy, so do bear with me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said:&lt;br /&gt;"I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful.  I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the  depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected."&lt;br /&gt;"What a lovely story," the alchemist thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is  possible. they are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they  would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a  mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for  them to realize their personal legend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had my sheep, I was happy, and I made those around me happy.  People saw me coming and welcomed me, he thought. But now I'm sad and  alone. I'm going to become bitter and distrustful of people because one  person betrayed me. I'm going to hate those who have found their  treasure because I never found mine. And I'm going to hold on to what  little I have, because I'm too insignificant to conquer the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't much like change," he said. "You and I aren't like Hassan, that  rich merchant. If he makes a buying mistake, it doesn't affect him  much. But we two have to live with our mistakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because it's the thought of Mecca that keeps me alive. That's what  helps me face these days that are all the same, these mute crystals on  the shelves, and lunch and dinner at the same horrible cafe. I'm afraid  that if my dream is realized, I'll have no reason to go on living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have been a real blessing to me. Today, I understand something I  didn't see before: every blessing ignored becomes a curse. I don't want  anything else in life. But you are forcing me to look at wealth and at  horizons I have never known. Now that I have seen them, and now that I  see how immense my possibilities are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've crossed these sands many times," said one of the camel drivers one  night. "But the desert is so huge, and the horizons so distant, that  they make a person feel small, and as if he should remain silent."&lt;br /&gt;The boy understood intuitively what he meant, even without ever having  set foot in the desert before. Whenever he saw the sea, or a fire, he  fell silent, impressed by their elemental force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy was beginning to understand that intuition is really a sudden  immersion of the soul into the universal current of life, where the  histories of all people are connected, and we are able to know  everything, because it's all written there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested  only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present,  you'll be a happy man. You'll see that there is life in the desert, that  there stars in the heavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are  part of the human race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival,  because life is the moment we're living right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have Fatima. She is a treasure greater than anything else I have  won."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not what enters men's mouths that's evil. It's what comes out of  their mouths that is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Camels are traitorous; they walk thousands of paces and never seem to  tire. Then suddenly, they kneel and die. But horses tire bit by bit. You  always know how much you can ask of them, and when it is that they are  about to die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day on, it was the desert that would be important. She would  look to it everyday, and would try to guess which star the boy was  following in search of his treasure. She would have to send her kisses  on the wind, hoping that the wind would touch the boy's face, and would  tell him that she was alive. That she was waiting for him, a woman  awaiting a courageous man in search of his treasure. From that day on,  the desert would represent only one thing to her: the hope for his  return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise men understood that this natural world is only an image and  copy of paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came from the  soul of the world, and it will one day return there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they  feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve  them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who  go away forever, or of moments that could been good but weren't, or of  treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the  sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering  itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of  its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter  with God and with eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything in the universe evolved. And, for wise men, gold is the  metal that evolved the furthest. Men have never understood the words of  the wise. So gold, instead of being seen as a symbol of evolution,  became the basis for conflict."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't give in to your fears. If you do, you wont be able to talk to  your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything  that happens twice will surely happen a third time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart whispered, "Be aware of the place where you are brought to  tears. That's where I am, and that's where your treasure is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And  now, my favourite two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When you really want something, all  the universe conspires to help you  achieve it."&lt;br /&gt;"Never stop dreaming. Follow the omens. Everything is written. Maktub "&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;How true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6366323653318804536?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6366323653318804536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6366323653318804536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/alchemist.html' title='The Alchemist'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-8737914946893381168</id><published>2010-06-01T01:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T02:26:47.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is lame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAP4VlXe1_I/AAAAAAAADaY/V9E5ra-etJU/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 616px; height: 243px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAP4VlXe1_I/AAAAAAAADaY/V9E5ra-etJU/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I said "talk to me if you are a stranger", but adding each other on facebook will mean that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXX and YYY are now friends&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and this is my personal account)&lt;/span&gt; when in fact, we are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friends. And that saddens me a lot to think that under that whole list of "friends", there are actually people who are not my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, stranger, the answer is no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second reason is your choice of vocab and ...punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I personally dont like the use of "..." becos I dont understand what does that mean. What? You are thinking of what to write? Then why are you typing? Or that you are showing me that you are not so sure of what you are saying? Then why not just say "i'm not sure of that" instead? And also, for your information, I read messages in my head, so whenever I come across "...", I'd tend to pause before carrying on.&lt;br /&gt;And that's really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lame&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Before I read the last word, I was thinking "oh yay! another stranger to talk to", but when I reached the last word, I just want to hit the delete button. Really, what do you mean by lame? Cos lame to me is not really, you know, a very flattering word. And it wont make any sense if you are reading smth unflattering &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(e.g. this blog) &lt;/span&gt;but yet want to know more abt its author&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (e.g. me)&lt;/span&gt;. And I dont like to deal with things that dont make sense &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and which I have no interest in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, sorry to tell you this, but you are now part of this lameness thing over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, to all strangers out there, I wont accept your friend invitations but your messages are still very much welcomed and we shall see how it turns out before we decide whether we are friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, hello 2:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-8737914946893381168?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8737914946893381168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/8737914946893381168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-lame.html' title='this is lame'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAP4VlXe1_I/AAAAAAAADaY/V9E5ra-etJU/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4899406757769006019</id><published>2010-05-30T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T02:05:07.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lessons learnt at NTUC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAJ0T5-hVaI/AAAAAAAADaQ/JEUkQBlHvsA/s1600/30052010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAJ0T5-hVaI/AAAAAAAADaQ/JEUkQBlHvsA/s400/30052010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477067982165333410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi pls be freaking proud of me for this. ::DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home with these, I thought I have to amputate my fingers cos they were uncontrollable and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, this is just a prove to show my efforts in screwing my life back on track cos mum's coming back on the 3rd!!! YAYYYY! And I spent the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; entire &lt;/span&gt;afternoon tidying the house &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(eg. sweeping and mopping floor for the first time since she's gone, picking up all my clothes which have been stepped on for more than one week &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(dont ask. It's just that I was finding clothes to wear one day and ended up emptying my entire wardrobe to the floor and had no time to pack them up)&lt;/span&gt;, washing and ironing them)&lt;/span&gt; and cooked some &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chawda&lt;/span&gt; porridge for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NTUC IS A SUPER INTERESTING PLACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Those aunties and uncles were so cute! They would actually try to start a random convo with you while picking their vegie, like asking how old are you or even teaching you how to choose a good vegie&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (by looking at colours, marks, shapes, smelling, pressing). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you ever need any help in finding things (e.g. the freaking condensed milk), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; approach chinese auntie-ish shop assistants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two told me that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didnt know&lt;/span&gt;, the third told me it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upstairs&lt;/span&gt;, the forth bought me to lane 5 and realised &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not there&lt;/span&gt;, the fifth told me she just worked for 4 days and so, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only familiar with her own lane, lane 3&lt;/span&gt;. A passing-by auntie heard me and told me it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;downstairs&lt;/span&gt; but after finding for 5 min I still couldnt find. AND FINALLY, an Indian assistant lady told me with full assurance "Ma'am, it's on the second floor,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lane 3&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went up again to take it, I gave the fifth auntie a subtle third finger &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i.e walked towards her and when she looked at me, pretended to scratch eyebrow with middle finger). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, still got the face to tell me 我只懂lane &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tree &lt;/span&gt;的东西!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4899406757769006019?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4899406757769006019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4899406757769006019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-lessons-learnt-at-ntuc.html' title='Life lessons learnt at NTUC'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/TAJ0T5-hVaI/AAAAAAAADaQ/JEUkQBlHvsA/s72-c/30052010%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4978155365243438446</id><published>2010-05-27T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:40:43.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAVIIIIIIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept this morning due to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2009/10/hands-off.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a mutation of hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and so I ended up sleeping for 10 hours and i'm super bored and feel like crap while my classmates are taking chem test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kill time, I decided I should just rant about my all-time source of amazement/envy/discoveries/inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hanneli.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/tavi-gevison-chanel-couture-by-hanneli-mustaparta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 778px;" src="http://www.hanneli.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/tavi-gevison-chanel-couture-by-hanneli-mustaparta.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tavi Gevinson. Fashion blogger, editor. 13-yr old.&lt;br /&gt;Yes she's holding Chanel which I think I was still spelling as "Channel" at that age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4031326698_3dee5b76e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4031326698_3dee5b76e4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and she's got invitation to SUPER cool places like national archive of fashion or smth to see things like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/4030570139_f7252252dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/4030570139_f7252252dc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha, I will just pop all of them if I ever wear this dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.stylelist.com/media/2010/01/tavi-karl-lagerfeld-240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.stylelist.com/media/2010/01/tavi-karl-lagerfeld-240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she skipped school to attend NY fashion weeks with front row tickets to Chanel and Marc Jacob shows. And get to drink tea with Lagerfeld, Rei Kawakubo, Agyness Deyn, Marc Jacob and all.&lt;br /&gt;While I skipped school becos of...hmm...sleeping perpetually at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y664kARu-VQ/S7d2S_3NmmI/AAAAAAAAARs/-f8Vw7bXKp8/s1600/4461198157_6459513da7%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y664kARu-VQ/S7d2S_3NmmI/AAAAAAAAARs/-f8Vw7bXKp8/s1600/4461198157_6459513da7%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Miu Miu sends her to-die-for skirt/shoes/collars/shirts with naked woman, swallows, cats, dogs so that she can blog abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I cant even remember what I did when I was 13 except waiting for the bell to ring everyday and playing ball for the whole afternoon and going home with sunburnt face and getting scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, MLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4978155365243438446?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4978155365243438446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4978155365243438446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/taviiiiiiii.html' title='TAVIIIIIIII'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4031326698_3dee5b76e4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4728181727600168847</id><published>2010-05-25T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:30:20.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloodyoldman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you are below eighteen or  uncomfortable with sexual content, then pls dont contd and leave this  page now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/S_vsFRbXG2I/AAAAAAAADZA/24US8EXimjM/s1600/duplicate_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/S_vsFRbXG2I/AAAAAAAADZA/24US8EXimjM/s400/duplicate_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475229347320634210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;annoyed and disgusted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming home just now and I heard some uncle singing on a bike behind me. I didnt bother and continued to indulge in my own world. After a while, I realised that his singing actually sounded rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vulgar &lt;/span&gt;but I didnt give much thought, cos he's an ahpek&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (=natural vulgar voice)&lt;/span&gt; and was probably singing Hokkien &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(=natural vulgar language).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got louder, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like almost shouting,&lt;/span&gt; and I was annoyed cos I felt interrupted from my own world, so I turned and looked at him &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(rather unfriendly). &lt;/span&gt;But he ignored my stare and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually listened&lt;/span&gt; to what he was singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was making some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;obscene&lt;/span&gt; sound and then singing &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(more of shouting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I eat your nehneh and you suck my lanjiao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont understand, at that moment I just felt like running a tank &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;over and over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;him and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;squeeeeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all of him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took a deep breath, turned, and said &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okay, more of shouted, through gritted teeth) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CAN YOU FUCK OFF YOU BLOODY HORSE FUCKER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, with his that level of vocab, all he could understand was the word fuck and he was like "wahhh! You want to fuck is it? You know how or not? Come I bring you to Geylang la..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously was about to lose my temper cos just by listening to him saying all these made me feel like I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swamped over by armies of bacteria, slugs, lizards and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But I reminded myself that speaking, or even just to turn and face him would be equivalent to putting myself down to his level. So I just quickly walked across the grass and away from him, cos that's really all I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time and I doubt if it's gonna be the last.&lt;br /&gt;I really cant stand this anymore. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYWHYW-H-Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;must these uncles come out and harassed girls? Shouldnt them be at home reading stories to their grandchildren? Fuck. Why the hell do they still have the hormones to be hornyshit? Shouldnt those have dried up eons ago?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuckfuckfuck.&lt;/span&gt; They totally ruined all my respect and sympathy for old men! AGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's ever going to happen again, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my spine that I wont be so nice anymore. I will make sure I walk up to him and look at him in the eye and say, "a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hgong ah, can you even remember it yourself when is the last time yours ever stand up&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, I hope Mr Karma finds him and makes some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;even older&lt;/span&gt; man &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him tonight. I'm not evil, he totally deserves that cos, hello,  I was in my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sch uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (okay, polo tee)!!! Even if he has got no respect for female, he should at least have some bloody respect for the fact that I'm still a student right?! SO WHY MUST HE DO THAT KIND OF SHIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F, srly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4728181727600168847?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4728181727600168847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4728181727600168847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/bloodyoldman.html' title='bloodyoldman'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-F_itataKc/S_vsFRbXG2I/AAAAAAAADZA/24US8EXimjM/s72-c/duplicate_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-604450891672264441</id><published>2010-05-21T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:18:27.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The drama does not stop with the flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2jnvjxobw1qzfya1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2jnvjxobw1qzfya1o1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It came as a shock and I was made completely sober&lt;br /&gt;but then I got reminded that our blood had gone to waste&lt;br /&gt;and we were out of each others' lives since long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm calm now&lt;br /&gt;but I hate it that you gave part of me to her&lt;br /&gt;and I hate to think that you are responding to her by the name I used to call you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for shutting me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe we are just&lt;br /&gt;not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;howthehell can I get the mood to do my business intelligence now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-604450891672264441?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/604450891672264441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/604450891672264441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/drama-does-not-stop-with-flight.html' title='The drama does not stop with the flight'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-837194484388729534</id><published>2010-05-16T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:37:29.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how my life should be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1zgq9UMWI1qzsb00o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1zgq9UMWI1qzsb00o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining sunday + Emily Haines + Chem tutorial + Alone at home + No lunch (probably no dinner too) + Packets of oranges + Messy bed/hair/house + Ugly but comfy home clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No sarcasm intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-837194484388729534?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/837194484388729534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/837194484388729534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-how-my-life-should-be.html' title='This is how my life should be'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-6454076330776027667</id><published>2010-05-15T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:58:33.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catherine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2022815/tumblr_l17oj5TduJ1qzpav6o1_500_large.jpg?1271897483"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 359px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2022815/tumblr_l17oj5TduJ1qzpav6o1_500_large.jpg?1271897483" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've disappointed you&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;And with my sky-high ego,&lt;br /&gt;screwed everything even deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand why you are sick of me, cos even I'm sick of myself.&lt;br /&gt;So dont worry, you can leave now&lt;br /&gt;You dont deserve having me&lt;br /&gt;having me to ruin your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise I'll get better without you,&lt;br /&gt;but I'd try&lt;br /&gt;try very hard&lt;br /&gt;so that maybe you'd at least smile&lt;br /&gt;when you think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for now, Goodbye Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry for being so fucking childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-6454076330776027667?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6454076330776027667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/6454076330776027667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/05/catherine.html' title='Catherine'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-4454701749396071441</id><published>2010-04-30T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:43:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All those neon secrets and hints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1htks5dVd1qzfya1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1htks5dVd1qzfya1o1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like you cos we are so weird in similar way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you are like the sunrise I watched while the whole world was still asleep&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure what I really mean by this, but I guess I like it that  only I can see the gem in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is super emo nemo but I didnt mean it to be this way. You are supposed to say it in a "where's my fork?" kind of tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-4454701749396071441?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4454701749396071441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/4454701749396071441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-those-neon-secrets-and-hints.html' title='All those neon secrets and hints'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6884910397048855190.post-16544055559618547</id><published>2010-04-25T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:03:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To end off an unremarkable weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十月围城&lt;br /&gt;I love watching movie with depth. It makes me feel as if I've grown a little more inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6884910397048855190-16544055559618547?l=for33seconds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/16544055559618547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6884910397048855190/posts/default/16544055559618547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for33seconds.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-end-off-unremarkable-weekend.html' title='To end off an unremarkable weekend'/><author><name>xizi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00881882457656790309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkFpm4Cc2fo/TZWmdC_83CI/AAAAAAAADjM/INf73e_LgCs/s220/20110401125227.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
