<?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-327978901890898886</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:20:55.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damien aka daniel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-7569908434688446179</id><published>2009-03-23T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:31:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick update:</title><content type='html'>Yes yes I'm a lazy bastard. So here's a teaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion:&lt;br /&gt;1. Contr(a/e/i/o/u)ception&lt;br /&gt;2. Zombies&lt;br /&gt;3. Wars&lt;br /&gt;4. Technological Advancement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-7569908434688446179?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/7569908434688446179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=7569908434688446179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7569908434688446179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7569908434688446179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quick-update.html' title='Just a quick update:'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-3753769192131276836</id><published>2009-03-03T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:58:27.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection part 2</title><content type='html'>Well. Nothing much happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built computer.&lt;br /&gt;Mother board RIP.&lt;br /&gt;New mother board.&lt;br /&gt;Internet RIP.&lt;br /&gt;Internet fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bet no one is interested in that anyway, so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marriage and getting it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. If your relationship pre-marriage has been nookie-less thus far, we can safely assume that you have been showered in self-love many times. Good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, after your marriage, you're allowed be jumping on the bed(or other furniture) with your partner(or other people) frequently. Its almost required of you.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone assumes that the first night after the ceremony would be filled with furniture-poline. I bet you're looking forward to that first night aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So passes your first night.&lt;br /&gt;Then the first week. Mmm... Still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; at work during the honeymoon there I see.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; the first month. Keeping up the pace still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forwarding, it reaches a point where sex becomes a chore.&lt;br /&gt;There. I've said it. Sex eventually becomes a chore. You don't see grandparents getting it on do you. YOU HOPE YOU DON'T EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Point is, sex will become boring for you. Sex becomes a chore.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is not the sex. The problem is that its with the same person over and over and over again. People get bored with monotony don't they? And more often then not its the Taco who loses interest no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we will analyze an analogy brought to you by the respected Dr.dNy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after a meal, there will be dirty dishes wouldn't there?&lt;br /&gt;And these dirty dishes would have to be washed.&lt;br /&gt;So people wash them. But if people get bored and don't want to wash the dishes, it may be alright the first time since the sink would probably be large enough.&lt;br /&gt;But miss out on washing the dishes from enough meals and someone would eventually have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;You may be forced to wash them.&lt;br /&gt;Or you may get someone else to wash them. Either way, the dishes will get washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if we relate the Sausages' needs to these dirty dishes, washing the dishes is the fulfillment of said needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if the Taco does not satisfy the Sausage, there will come a time when the Sausage will either have to force the Taco into submission, or order take-away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thus ends the second part of El Blogo's resurrection. Stay tuned for the possibility of more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-3753769192131276836?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/3753769192131276836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=3753769192131276836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/3753769192131276836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/3753769192131276836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2009/03/resurrection-part-2.html' title='Resurrection part 2'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-2457971053496698088</id><published>2009-02-24T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:29:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Efforts to revitalise El Blogo.</title><content type='html'>So.. In order to revive this stupid piece of shit, I'm going to turn this post, or possibly the rest of the posts from now on forth into material that is not for the private viewing of individuals under the age of 16 or 18. Maybe 21. Naw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today after the morning run where jRt kept walking(read as: dying), nCd, jRt and I had the most fabulous drink from the canteen. H2O original with a nice big big cup of ice.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the presence of a certain jTw, topics of conversation slowly turned into the nice black recess of the the high-leveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting topic to note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marriage and getting it on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that the forbidden fruit is the sweetest. Ask jRt's sweet tooth. And nCd's candy mountain.&lt;br /&gt;So getting jiggy before marriage, not necessarily with the person you were to be getting married with in all cases, is extremely... Invigorating.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need this getting jiggy pre-marriage, but lets ask Jason Biggs of American Pie on his father's and his conversation one day when he was caught red=handed in his pursuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dNy: So, what was happening before your father walked in on you getting some self-love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Well, you know, I wasn't able to get any of the good stuff since ever and there was alot of pent up frustration you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dNy: Yes, yes. I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Yeah so I was petting my snake when my dad walks in on me. (Editor's notes:Dude that sucks.) Then as I try to hide what I was doing, he gives me a lecture on stuff like that. Something about taking a tennis ball and throwing it against the wall. It can be fun. It is fun. But every once in a while you would like a partner to return your serves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dNy: Thank you very much Mr. Biggs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Call me Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dNy: Ok, thank you Jason. Hope to see more of you in the near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is part one of El Blogo's resurrection. Stay tuned for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-2457971053496698088?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/2457971053496698088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=2457971053496698088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2457971053496698088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2457971053496698088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2009/02/efforts-to-revitalise-el-blogo.html' title='Efforts to revitalise El Blogo.'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-6499183827122956712</id><published>2009-01-19T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:30:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How curiosity killed the me:</title><content type='html'>A.Each tagged person must write 8 things about themselves on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;B.At the end, choose and tag 8 people. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bloody nehneh person.&lt;br /&gt;You and shuxian. &lt;br /&gt;^&amp;@$%^#*#&amp;$%^&amp;!$%!!!!1!!111one!1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do is to sleep. However, at the same time, I totally hate sleeping. For real. I mean, I totally love the sleeping bit, but totally hate the HAVING TO SLEEP bit. I mean, why can't I choose when to sleep like, during anytime the officers are not looking in NS or when the day is at its most boring, which is usually 12-3 pm for me? Or like, why must I always feel shagged out or tired at bad moments, like when I'm supposed to be giving a good impression to some person or other.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be able to choose " Hmmm, this seems like a totally worthless portion of my life. ZzzZzzzZZzzZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;I've always said I love cooking, but I honestly haven't cooked much. I wanna make nice meals and all, but there isn't really anyone around to eat them, and I always have the fear that I will screw up something somewhere are totally waste the probably very expensive ingredients that I've gotten. So yeah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;I think the most frequent expressions I have showing are either of total boredom or of like, extreme insanity. I think the people reading this would understand. In any case, I feel fake. Like my emotions aren't really what I tell the world it is. I dunno. Especially at work, I can't possibly be a brooding unfriendly person, and it makes me kinda feels fake-ish. I think one of the major reasons I think so is because for some reason or another, I suddenly realised something: I haven't burst in rage or cried or something in a long time, which was a strange... discovery. Some where along the line I think my life has become diluted so much, and me, so immune to external influences that my internal emotions don't change much. I hold the temple of zen in my body, and the exterior walls of said zen temple is purple and electric blue in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;I love losing myself in a good book, or game or show. Well, maybe not show, but-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.(See what I did there?)&lt;br /&gt;My favourite movie is Fight Club! I don't know, but you all must watch it! And one day I will watch Full Metal Jacket. One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yeah, I think the escaping from reality part of it all readily captures my attention. Which either means that reality is too boring, or I can't handle it. (I'm trying to psychoanalyze myself. Shhh...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.( Piang... 8 is alot... )&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people have said that I'm a bright/intelligent/smart child (This is pre/post-secondary school). I honestly beg to differ. Maybe because my standards have been set too high form the get go and endless comparison etc. From insanely high PSLE scores to perfect O' levels to almost perfect A' levels, I'm being compared to people who are out of my caliber, but in the same household. Bloody hell. Or maybe because inside me, I think I only seem to be intelligent because I'm too overconfident or braggy or stuck-up or something. Oh, thats what I think I am by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;br /&gt;If I were to encounter a person who is exactly like me, firstly I will get freaked out at my doppleganger. Secondly, I would probably hate his guts inside out sideways backways and always. Sometimes I catch myself doing things that I know I would hate myself for doing. I don't know why that happens. For example, you throw say, a durian, up into the air and the moment you release it, you know you've done something incredible stupid/ought to get beaten up for/just asshole-ish. &lt;br /&gt;I think one day, all the durians I've thrown in the air will come crashing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (I think this is an extremely self-centered post... :( )&lt;br /&gt;Polar bears are the most amazingly huge and cute thing in the world. Eat that you puppies/kitties. Or it'll eat you. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-6499183827122956712?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/6499183827122956712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=6499183827122956712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/6499183827122956712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/6499183827122956712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-curiosity-killed-me.html' title='How curiosity killed the me:'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-2688980558019789791</id><published>2008-12-23T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:50:08.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He</title><content type='html'>Llo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-2688980558019789791?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/2688980558019789791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=2688980558019789791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2688980558019789791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2688980558019789791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/12/he.html' title='He'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-4704977966851783009</id><published>2008-11-22T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:38:42.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeny Ong: Thick and Long</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from my 1 day 1 night trip to Seremban. &lt;br /&gt;While I'm terribly disappointed in the juniors, I can only say that I am very very proud of (some of)them. They have matured! Although they're not ready to lead their juniors, I think they're perfectly ripe for learning right now. &lt;br /&gt;I just hope they do something with this, and go do something in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a separate situation, this trip was very saddening. And a very large waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus to Larkin; Eat ramly; Bus to Yongpeng; Drink Milo; Bus to Seremban; Eat Nasi Ayam; Bus to truck-stop en route to Larkin; Eat Rice+Chicken+Eggs+BitterGourd+curry; Bus to courseway (then walked across); Drink Ice Lemon tea at Rasaraya (block 3A) (then walked to Macdonalds, NOT behind ShengSiong; Drink Orange Juice; Train to TP; Bus to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exciting. o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-4704977966851783009?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/4704977966851783009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=4704977966851783009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4704977966851783009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4704977966851783009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheeny-ong-thick-and-long.html' title='Cheeny Ong: Thick and Long'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-4335188938466192856</id><published>2008-09-14T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:36:06.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm kancheong and nervous about As.&lt;br /&gt;I so failed everything in the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Dooooooooorviiiiiiiiille, i'll be your successor. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-4335188938466192856?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/4335188938466192856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=4335188938466192856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4335188938466192856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4335188938466192856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-31471873997568270</id><published>2008-09-08T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:48:50.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a nerd!</title><content type='html'>Just in case you people didn't know, i'm actually a really large physics nerd. I spend my time in the library reading either Runner's World, Nat Geog, or... some physics mag i forgot the name of. Anyway, I just found this really cool video and its insane funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its about physics and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Go go Alpinekat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1137883380" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1753815421&amp;playerId=1137883380&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="450" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-31471873997568270?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/31471873997568270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=31471873997568270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/31471873997568270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/31471873997568270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-nerd.html' title='I&apos;m a nerd!'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-4145035790266381702</id><published>2008-09-04T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:21:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month!</title><content type='html'>Hello there people!&lt;br /&gt;Look what we accomplished in a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top tagboard posters, in order:&lt;br /&gt;Rome[23]&lt;br /&gt;Shoe[21]&lt;br /&gt;NicD[19]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaao..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 4 months, the elmo and conchords videos should finally move down.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wanna do a roderick-style board game. But neeeh... the random word per day thing is fun enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i shall use this post to highlight some facts:&lt;br /&gt;HZ needs to change his laggy background/theme. And make his thing larger.&lt;br /&gt;Jet needs to have his thing spammed.&lt;br /&gt;Rome's thing cannot be accessed by me. Maybe its firefox protecting me from virii&lt;br /&gt;My thing got longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave you all with a couple of pictures of eggs. Which might hatch. Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragcave.net/viewdragon/9uN2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragcave.net/image/9uN2.gif" style="border-width: 0" alt="Adopt one today!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragcave.net/viewdragon/kb7p"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragcave.net/image/kb7p.gif" style="border-width: 0" alt="Adopt one today!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragcave.net/viewdragon/T3DV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragcave.net/image/T3DV.gif" style="border-width: 0" alt="Adopt one today!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragcave.net/viewdragon/rfrQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragcave.net/image/rfrQ.gif" style="border-width: 0" alt="Adopt one today!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-4145035790266381702?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/4145035790266381702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=4145035790266381702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4145035790266381702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4145035790266381702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/09/month.html' title='A month!'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-2524393045253757005</id><published>2008-08-04T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:16:40.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the viewing pleasure of..</title><content type='html'>ELMO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AxW6-_Qx1JA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AxW6-_Qx1JA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another one, but this is the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALBI THE RACIST DRAGON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-jVAHAuiS4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-jVAHAuiS4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragontears! wahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-2524393045253757005?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/2524393045253757005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=2524393045253757005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2524393045253757005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2524393045253757005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-viewing-pleasure-of.html' title='For the viewing pleasure of..'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-7416231836260854162</id><published>2008-07-25T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:44:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round thing for long long up down means wet sticky dirty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:170%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5%;"&gt;M...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok. I think most of my posts are about frisbee, but this is probably going to be the second last one.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the frisbee competition! I'm not ready!!!! Nooooooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playing so much. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to stay to see the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we're going to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-7416231836260854162?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/7416231836260854162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=7416231836260854162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7416231836260854162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7416231836260854162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/round-thing-for-long-long-up-down-means.html' title='Round thing for long long up down means wet sticky dirty.'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-4293224211856087216</id><published>2008-07-24T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:07:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rod.</title><content type='html'>I am talking about you as you can only make people happy when you're gay.  I'm sure there isn't a girl (including your relatives) who loves you straight. *snuck*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-4293224211856087216?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/4293224211856087216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=4293224211856087216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4293224211856087216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/4293224211856087216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/rod.html' title='Rod.'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-2815987084294958641</id><published>2008-07-15T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:59:29.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorties</title><content type='html'>No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;point&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;smarter&lt;br /&gt;although&lt;br /&gt;imbeciles&lt;br /&gt;exasperate&lt;br /&gt;communities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-2815987084294958641?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/2815987084294958641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=2815987084294958641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2815987084294958641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/2815987084294958641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/shorties.html' title='Shorties'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-7436888976303543303</id><published>2008-07-13T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:50:32.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Field!</title><content type='html'>Empty.&lt;br /&gt;Footballs.&lt;br /&gt;Running around with SBS.&lt;br /&gt;Rushing around trying to be early.&lt;br /&gt;Kenna tekkan by parents when leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sense of urgency&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsibility.&lt;br /&gt;Saving money.&lt;br /&gt;Not going.&lt;br /&gt;Fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-7436888976303543303?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/7436888976303543303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=7436888976303543303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7436888976303543303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/7436888976303543303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/green-field.html' title='Green Field!'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-3355392651302101199</id><published>2008-07-10T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:49:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishbish in the rain</title><content type='html'>Today was total crap.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End at 5, and only have 1 break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;only have 1 break&lt;br /&gt;have 1 break&lt;br /&gt;1 break&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was frisbee training, that i did not know off till this morning. So i was forced to buy a pair of shorts and borrow rod's shirt(sorry boss). At least now i have more cjshorts. &lt;br /&gt;But theeeen... There was this 2 guys in training.. Shall call them Friendster V2 and V3. V2 is someone we already knew since last year, and V3 and another younger guy. [V1 shall not be mentioned]&lt;br /&gt;V3 is supposed to be some super zhai-kia type, but he totally super damn (quite)suck lo.. Thanks, for training ACSi! =D&lt;br /&gt;And V3 said something amazing," So, does your team all throw forehand or all throw backhand?"  &lt;br /&gt;        Uh........ Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sentence that V2 said that will not be forgotten easily ," Who was the person marking [name removed]? He was totally open!" Like... Just fsCK off ok? And you keep saying that V2 is too "flashy" and not very good, but you're just the same can? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fat blobs =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, Midyears totally sucked for me. My name has curse me, and i got DUUDDB for EconsMathChemGpPhysicsChinese. At least chinese looks good. lol&lt;br /&gt;So depressing the last few days.. Neh mind. Tomorrow onward i shall try to be happy. Larkin Donuts! And montage!! Whooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-3355392651302101199?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/3355392651302101199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=3355392651302101199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/3355392651302101199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/3355392651302101199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/fishbish-in-rain.html' title='Fishbish in the rain'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-9160997207238453135</id><published>2008-07-03T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:11:22.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diskey Entertainment</title><content type='html'>Yep yep. Its for real. Thursdays are our Fishbish days for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning fishbish, afternoon fishbish.&lt;br /&gt;Our legs are dyyyyyyyyiiiiingg.. My shoes too =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of getting new shoes too. But my budget is like.. less than $160 or so. Ascics being Ascics, is too expensive and also probably rules out Mizuno. But Rod's new shoes are $144.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-shoe/apple of my eye was the Adidas Supernova Cushion 7. But methinks its meant for the people who feet roll outwards.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Uh.. I think its under-pronating or something.&lt;/span&gt;  The front kinda makes your feet roll in after you land on the balls of your feet. So.. Next shoe pl0x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-9160997207238453135?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/9160997207238453135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=9160997207238453135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/9160997207238453135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/9160997207238453135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/diskey-entertainment.html' title='Diskey Entertainment'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-5315815104049766465</id><published>2008-07-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:19:43.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfffft..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes.. Daniel did something really smart, so no pictures for us.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm home at 3pm on a Wednesday. It feels so weird not having a CCA anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How am I going to spend my Wednesdays, Fridays, and half my Saturdays?!?!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have tuition on Saturdays, and the other 2 days sure kenna kope by teachers for extra lesson, but thats not the point can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling damn awake today cos last night I did something I didn't do in a long long time {o-Oh~}.. I slept at 7 something in the evening =D&lt;br /&gt;It feels awesome to be able to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;Anythehow, its time to actually get back to doing school work. No more slacking!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-5315815104049766465?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/5315815104049766465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=5315815104049766465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/5315815104049766465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/5315815104049766465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/07/pfffft.html' title='Pfffft..'/><author><name>someone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327978901890898886.post-8731394704786571893</id><published>2008-06-30T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:52:28.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo! Owned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha today was Chemistry SPA, which didn't actually go too bad. I almost messed up my skill B, but its alriiiight. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to watch Get Smart with the Great Friends today, but my SPA started at 3:20pm, ending at 4:40. Unfortunately the movie started at 4:20, and it was about 5 by the time I could reach Cineleisure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I did get to watch a movie today. FIGHT CLUB! WHOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;Best guy movie ever man.. Now to find Full Metal Jacket lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ended up strolling around, exploring town and cine. The sport shops there totally sucks so badly. I mean, i went into World of Sports, Adidas and Nike, but there wasn't a single shoe there that was remotely interesting (I never see before one.. Must be bad =p). But the apple I-store was interesting and I ended up walking around and around and around. Then, I got tired and lazy and went up to the comfy seats at the 6th floor and watched movie trailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their movie, I met up with the Great Friends &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus dorville, jie, kannan, alston and eugene lim, plus hongtaa, eugene tan, andrew and hongzhou [ Ok.. maybe it can't be considered Great Friends, but great friends none the less]) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and we walked to PS and hadPastamania! After dinner, the girls and I went to Spotlight to get some.. stuff, while the guys went on to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;We took so many random retarted pictures in the store.. I'll post them another time when I get unlazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll end off with a thing i copy from Rod and Shoe's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ISTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/istp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To outsiders you seem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to be very easy going and flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you can't stand for is someone trying to change you or your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you can stay completely calm under pressure. You handle stress well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Logical, flexible, and unconventional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Indecisive, flippant, and disrespctful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/327978901890898886-8731394704786571893?l=akadamien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/feeds/8731394704786571893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=327978901890898886&amp;postID=8731394704786571893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/8731394704786571893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/327978901890898886/posts/default/8731394704786571893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akadamien.blogspot.com/2008/06/woooo-owned.html' title='Woooo! 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