<?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-2319499432297465439</id><updated>2011-08-10T12:32:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm trees and power lines</title><subtitle type='html'>A whenever-I-feel-like-blogging publication of Leslie &amp; co.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-6559405484537959909</id><published>2009-07-03T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:06:34.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastation</title><content type='html'>Im not usually like that.. but words cannot describe how i feel now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I feel is regret and somehow, irritated by my procrastination..  things shouldnt be delayed this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret only fuels drive, and i promise you, things will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i guess this is gonna be only Emo stage 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-6559405484537959909?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6559405484537959909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=6559405484537959909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6559405484537959909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6559405484537959909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/devastation.html' title='Devastation'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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-2319499432297465439.post-3225398752181202971</id><published>2007-01-10T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:36:05.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet cherry make it awful</title><content type='html'>Back in action.&lt;br /&gt;Boredom calls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's a wednesday night after long days at school doing fricking IDEAS.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we're forced to come up with a dumb idea and sell our idea through a product.&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to sudden creativity juices that we were encouraged to develop.&lt;br /&gt;Screw the module coord man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wait a sec. its the first post of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;I should start afresh with fantasic new philosophies and conceptions.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting a brimful of positivity too yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah the only thing driving me to school now is the idea of the 9 weeks of holidays to come.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all for time outside school and enjoying the youth we're having.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha whole loads of bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having low tolerance to the usually-not-that-irritating-people these few days.&lt;br /&gt;call it the 'Bata going back to school special' kinda thing. (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i've had it with bullshit from people.&lt;br /&gt;self centered and attention seeking flops.&lt;br /&gt;DEATH TO THEM Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok getting outta hand here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and the Taiwan/HK trip report 2 weeks back&lt;br /&gt;ok on the first day, we took cathay pacific.. (frankly i'm too lazy to recall so link up to my bro or sister's blog)(pssst she got her hair tangled up in a comb and had to cut a turf away to get it lose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the year wouldn't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Year 2's fast on its way.&lt;br /&gt;no more IDEA  crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Awful' by Hole&lt;br /&gt;They bought it all, just build a new one make it beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;welcome in, 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-3225398752181202971?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3225398752181202971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=3225398752181202971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/3225398752181202971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/3225398752181202971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweet-cherry-make-it-awful.html' title='Sweet cherry make it awful'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-4227072231624647447</id><published>2006-10-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:00:49.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save tonight</title><content type='html'>well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was updating the list of bored phucks and decided to pop by to blog a thing or two..&lt;br /&gt;anything new?&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I yelled at the new maid for waking me up in the most irritating manner.&lt;br /&gt;finished the psychology project.&lt;br /&gt;lek leked.&lt;br /&gt;felt bad about yelling at her.&lt;br /&gt;small tension encounters at poly too.&lt;br /&gt;everything's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will buy the old fallout boy album. promise you on that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was listening to the song 'somewhere over the rainbow' by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole in the train on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised under all the melodious tunes and peaceful beats, the song's actually damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiki states:&lt;br /&gt;Many feel the song epitomizes the hopes and dreams of youthful aspiration for an ideal world of love and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blast these:&lt;br /&gt;the used - Let it bleed&lt;br /&gt;U2 - sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Arctic monkeys - I bet you look good on the dancefloor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-4227072231624647447?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4227072231624647447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=4227072231624647447' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4227072231624647447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4227072231624647447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/10/save-tonight.html' title='Save tonight'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-390781121638591928</id><published>2006-10-12T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:45:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pros and cons of breathing</title><content type='html'>Back after a hiatus of about 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Krabi was a millenium back.&lt;br /&gt;Look to my friends' blogs for details of it, i'm not that big on extremely slow photo uploading and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMF appreciation reception next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA interview today.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i won't be selected.&lt;br /&gt; oh well, floorball, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;Or do i really need a CCA?&lt;br /&gt;tough life, once again..&lt;br /&gt;sucks being 17 eh? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about the human brain that find normal routines of other people very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the train sorting out my tangled mess of mp3 earphone wires when i looked up and saw 4 pairs of eyes fixed on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Call it creepy but i guess people's life can get so boring, so much so that they would resort to observing the way people do things.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how we would stare at our classmates cleaning the whiteboard in class.&lt;br /&gt;cool stuff eh. people are strange (bored) things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dumb shots at psychology aside.&lt;br /&gt;I sorta got picked on by the mech lecturer yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i grew old but didn't grow up.&lt;br /&gt;smile, nod, and shut up. all that I did.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon dude. loosen up man.&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the damn freaking child in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;we visited Vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;really nice.&lt;br /&gt;goofed around at the rooftop playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;sat with legs dangling off the railings on the sundeck.&lt;br /&gt;tried to push yvonne into the waters of the synthetic beach.&lt;br /&gt;popped straws at macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, such classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm gonna catch up on my sleep now and i'll be on time for class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to these tracks:&lt;br /&gt;panic! at the disco - but its better if you do&lt;br /&gt;fallout boy - nobody puts baby in the corner&lt;br /&gt;motion city soundtrack - my favourite accident&lt;br /&gt;motorhead - ace of spades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ok audrey, so i blogged already. And thats about the ONLY panic at the disco song i like aight? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-390781121638591928?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/390781121638591928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=390781121638591928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/390781121638591928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/390781121638591928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/10/pros-and-cons-of-breathing.html' title='The pros and cons of breathing'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-2325655096180209936</id><published>2006-09-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:22:56.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of business jets and 777s</title><content type='html'>well, it's the imf working period now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little update on whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;morning shift 7.30-3pm everyday for 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;3 days left.&lt;br /&gt;transportation info desk with random attachments to the limo-door-opening service.&lt;br /&gt;Thoroughly impressed when the 7 series BMWs flick on their headlights when they turn into the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;Koped transport guides from the bus terminals.&lt;br /&gt;Entered marina mandrin's brochure room.(seriously, its a room fully dedicated to endless piles of leaflets.)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Camie de souza report live from my infodesk, with a total of 9 NGs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and there was a protest on education today at the CSO area.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the 15% discounts at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about it. jealous aren't you? :)&lt;br /&gt;Gives me another reason to ask girls to have lunch with me at pastamania eh.&lt;br /&gt;cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, with only a weeks decision on holiday plans,&lt;br /&gt;we booked a trip to krabi with the poly mateys.&lt;br /&gt;yeap, excited as hell.&lt;br /&gt;TR.&lt;br /&gt;A320.&lt;br /&gt;budget terminal.&lt;br /&gt;nice resort.&lt;br /&gt;BEACH.&lt;br /&gt;and lotsa lepaking to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today,&lt;br /&gt;yvo, shaman and i attended azli's gig at gas haus.&lt;br /&gt;fantastic play.&lt;br /&gt;other than azli forgetting his lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sorry dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;just returned from an extremely long day of imf, attending the gig, dinner with grandparents, a trip to the airport with the pals for any special IMF charters, and then to pasir ris park to catch a few minutes of the arsenal vs man u match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLM's 772s coming to town soon!&lt;br /&gt;BA's too!&lt;br /&gt;777 fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we need those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought about this.&lt;br /&gt;snails know you're coming.&lt;br /&gt;but they cant move fast enough to get out of your way.&lt;br /&gt;sad life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made damn sure i left every single slime oozing smail alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts abt it.&lt;br /&gt;5.55am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-2325655096180209936?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2325655096180209936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=2325655096180209936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/2325655096180209936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/2325655096180209936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-business-jets-and-777s.html' title='Of business jets and 777s'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-7259182389631790876</id><published>2006-09-11T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T01:38:45.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you remember?</title><content type='html'>What is it about being the last person on the last bus home that makes one think about the bus captain's way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you're on your way home.&lt;br /&gt;and the poor guy in front has been on this loop service for the entire 12 hour shift today.&lt;br /&gt;sad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;1.15am makes you have stupid thoughts like that i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to the airport today.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;south cross.&lt;br /&gt;han's.&lt;br /&gt;budget terminal.&lt;br /&gt;777s.&lt;br /&gt;320s.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, nice company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting some apple in ear earphones tmr at funan.&lt;br /&gt;here's to a nice, long, noiseless, musical journey for the months of long polytechinic-bound train rides to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charm of Alkaline trio's back.&lt;br /&gt;But love for Coheed and Cambria still stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMF.in.a.day's.time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-7259182389631790876?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7259182389631790876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=7259182389631790876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/7259182389631790876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/7259182389631790876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-you-remember.html' title='Don&apos;t you remember?'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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-2319499432297465439.post-7419849609280073426</id><published>2006-09-09T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T15:41:53.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your eyes</title><content type='html'>Man... IMF fever indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funked up, delayed uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion over schedules.&lt;br /&gt;GEMS interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 2006 indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're 3 days away from the event but a handful of us still haven't got our schedules.&lt;br /&gt;Or uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;Some don't even know where to report for work.&lt;br /&gt;Some are changed to other hotels at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's been a good week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed my room.&lt;br /&gt;Polished my dear bike.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a gulfair 343 at $55.&lt;br /&gt;caught up with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Did all the lek leking i could do.&lt;br /&gt;Settled the murderous plan with Yvonne; a pay of 50 cents per hour for the casualty clearance job.&lt;br /&gt;Airport plans with the pals.&lt;br /&gt;Mastered blood red summer on guitars.&lt;br /&gt;Shaving off bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list:&lt;br /&gt;Visit grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Taper jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Continue keeping the room in the neat condition.&lt;br /&gt;Shutting people with problems with me tapering jeans up because its only gonig to be a slight taper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;The simple life.&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results for sem 1's gonna be out soon.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'l be finalising my plans for the beachside cafe with suspended chairs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. keep dreaming my mates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-7419849609280073426?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7419849609280073426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-6386760036808013503</id><published>2006-09-03T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:43:47.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><content type='html'>No blogging mojo now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for krunk party at sentosa 2 days back.&lt;br /&gt;drank.&lt;br /&gt;"danced".&lt;br /&gt;lek leked.&lt;br /&gt;swam in the sea at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;lacked sleep.&lt;br /&gt;did stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats new dammit?!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a whole lot of stuff these past few days but too lazy to think back for more stuff to blog about so screw it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had this random thought.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool how many roles one can be in a single day.&lt;br /&gt;When cycling to the mrt, you're a cyclist.&lt;br /&gt;On the train, you're a passenger.&lt;br /&gt;When eating, you're a diner.&lt;br /&gt;When walking to the traffic light, you're a pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will stay away from blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;i need to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-6386760036808013503?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6386760036808013503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=6386760036808013503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6386760036808013503'/><link rel='self' 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lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-6946593108435067581</id><published>2006-08-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:57:39.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under pressure</title><content type='html'>Ironical isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Exams have finished and we're still lifeless asses indulging in the cyber world.&lt;br /&gt;Get your ass out to explore man. And so i tell myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have overdid it again. Two bowls of wanton noodles and 2 canned drinks at 11.40pm. bra-f*****g-vo i say. A long jerky car journey didnt help much either.. was trying to hold back whatever i had in my bloated stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah guys, listen to For your babies by Simply red. Really good song. The kind that makes you forget abt everything else thats happening around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just float into it. cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh 4 weeks to come.&lt;br /&gt;IMF&lt;br /&gt;CGK&lt;br /&gt;BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;What is it about terrorists that makes us so afraid of them. Its the fact that they might attack without warning right?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it make them cowards.&lt;br /&gt;Fight a fair fight dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say now.&lt;br /&gt;Quitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-6946593108435067581?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6946593108435067581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=6946593108435067581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6946593108435067581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6946593108435067581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/08/under-pressure.html' title='Under pressure'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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-2319499432297465439.post-4220308615137037764</id><published>2006-08-20T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:38:48.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that I've got</title><content type='html'>Yati went back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange that you don't cherish someone till they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;And then you realise.&lt;br /&gt;Got her contact though. We'll try to keep in touch this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cprog's tml..&lt;br /&gt;I guess you guys already know the works.. no need to go through the complains/moans/curses towards tht damnned module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to the good old "The Used" days. I caught fire, All that I've got, Blue and Yellow, Under pressure, Cut up angels.&lt;br /&gt;Screamo still rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thought. Without references, answer this.&lt;br /&gt;Does the green signal of the traffic light settle at the bottom or right at the top of it?&lt;br /&gt;Does the line of the no smoking sign point towards the bottom left or right hand side of the circle surrounding the cigarette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I still miss yati. There isn't a someone to appreciate good alternative rock muic with anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get used to this already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-4220308615137037764?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4220308615137037764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=4220308615137037764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4220308615137037764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4220308615137037764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-that-ive-got.html' title='All that I&apos;ve got'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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-2319499432297465439.post-4951421938475430808</id><published>2006-08-18T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:23:13.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save your own skin</title><content type='html'>just a random note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice how the water jet from the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shower&lt;/span&gt; head comes on extremely powerful only at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;ok so it's just my haunted toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Right. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can i say? It's still mid exam week and it's a day wasted on having fun and coming online. Idling away. Lek leking. Sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hammock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got two albums yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Electrico's hip city&lt;br /&gt;BFS's a hangover you dont deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both good stuff.. got my money's worth ultimately. I need sugarcult's one now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still find blogging senseless.. still getting used to this thing.. and thanks audrey for that comment. My first comment.. sad isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe how bored i am.. the chordette's 50s edition of mr sandman is blasting from my speakers. Weird looks from the new maid. the song is disgusting alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a working life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-4951421938475430808?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4951421938475430808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=4951421938475430808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4951421938475430808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/4951421938475430808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/08/save-your-own-skin.html' title='Save your own skin'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2319499432297465439.post-6911814623799390864</id><published>2006-08-17T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:43:43.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disbelief</title><content type='html'>I still can't imagine I'm doing this.&lt;br /&gt;I hate blogging already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2319499432297465439-6911814623799390864?l=permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6911814623799390864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2319499432297465439&amp;postID=6911814623799390864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6911814623799390864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2319499432297465439/posts/default/6911814623799390864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://permission-to-land-777.blogspot.com/2006/08/disbelief.html' title='Disbelief'/><author><name>Palm trees and power lines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05704132244346525021</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
